There were several sect disciples lying on the ground, some vomiting blood, some with broken arms and legs, they were obviously beaten to the ground because of their inferior skills.
The elders of the Rong family are in a row, and the head of the Rong family is the great elder who has not been able to retreat for many years. The Taoist name is a real person. How old is no longer able to test, but even if this person is in the entire Nine Realms, the cultivation level is absolutely absolute. Can be ranked in the top ten, even if the entire Ten Thousand Fas is authentic, the cultivation base can be compared to him, I am afraid that only the former suzerain who has been in retreat for five hundred years, everyone else, even the elder Huzong, Don't dare to touch its edge.
Unexpectedly, a scroll actually provoked a real person to come in person. The strong-come out, the master retreats.
The corner of Tianshu Sword Saint’s mouth was already bloodied, and the robe was torn apart by the wicker, and a few bloodstains came out from it. He looked extremely embarrassed, but he was still not let down by the wind, standing in the forefront of the ten thousand authentic elders: Holding a peach wood sword, his eyes coldly confronted the Rong family.
The black cloud was overwhelming, the cyclone rushed into the sky, and the sect disciples all hid, for fear that this confrontation involving the master would affect their lives.
Elder Rong's arrival was too sudden, and the principals and gentlemen of the Ten Thousand Fas School had to hurriedly take the students to a safe place and protect them.
"This is the authentic school of ten thousand laws. Even if the Rong family is reasonable, they should abide by the Zong] The agreement with the Nine Realms Celestial Clan. Trouble." Fu Ye Zun said in a good voice, touching his beard.
Originally, his duty was to guard the astrological table, but the real person's cultivation was too high,-coming here, the new generation of elders headed by the Tianshu Sword Saint was beaten up and down. Had to fulfill the duties of the elder protector, personally come forward to reconcile.
Lingqi Zhenren has stayed at the pinnacle of the Grandmaster Realm for hundreds of years. His appearance looks a bit old, but his aura is still strong. Behind him is a sturdy wicker flying to protect him, as if he would dress the opposite person as a candied haw if he didn't agree with him.
Lingqi Zhenren said: "Even if I am injured, what can I do? Not every disciple of the aristocratic family has to be merciful under the old man. The authenticity of the ten thousand laws is too deceptive, and I really think that I have no one in the family?"
Fu Ye Zun said humanely: "You can't say that, you and I are both so old, why bother to come forward for such trivial matters?'
"The scrolls left by the ancestors were stolen and ruined completely. In the eyes of Venerable Fu Ye, is it a trivial matter?" Ling Qi snorted coldly, and several sturdy tree trunks suddenly pulled out of the ground with his fingers. He rose from the ground, and suddenly stab at the elder Zongmen. If it weren't for the elders to dodge quickly, they might be stabbed in half.
Venerable Fu Ye suddenly became angry, and pressed his hands downwards, and instantly crushed the land under the feet of his family. Rong family all jumped up and leaped to the wicker to avoid these flying rocks.
In a blink of an eye, the two sides have already gone through several tricks.
After another fight, the open space of Zongmen was completely destroyed. Zun Fu slapped a disciple of the Rong family who had attacked with a slap, and said; "What are you really trying to do? Just say it!
Lingqi Zhenren also took the light-shaking sword saint back to the wicker, saying: "My Rong family is not a person who is unreasonable. As long as you hand over Rong Zhishui and another person who steals the scroll, Give it to my Rong family, isn't this demanding too much?'
"There is no one named Rong Zhishui in my sect." Zun Fuye narrowed his eyes, pinched his beard, and said, "If you don't believe me, check my sect's roster, and you can find out and count me as losing! Rong Xia shouted: "Rong Zhishui is Yin Changge, and Yin Changge is Rong Zhishui. On that day, Dean Wan rescued the people. I saw it with my own eyes!"
"So what?" Wan Miantang's slender and powerful fingers flicked the strings twice, and said lazily: "I don't care who he is and what identity he is, as long as he enters my Wan Miantang door, I want to protect him within the sect and never be bullied by others. If you want to educate your own disciples, you always have to wait until the end of his school career and not be protected by the sect."
"You-" Rong was about to be choked and speechless.
Master Lingqi squinted his eyes slightly, and said: "Lyle family, heir to the Phoenix Qin." Wan Miantang said, "It's underneath."
Ling Qizhen said: "Wan Jia and Rong Jia, always the well water does not offend the river, you must not be muddled.
Wan Miantang said: "I'm sorry, I have been evicted from the Wan family a few years ago, and now I only have one identity, that is, the dean of the East Campus." Ling Qi real person: ... ..
Another parent Rong always yelled at the Patriarch of the Rong family who was always standing last to watch the excitement: "Rong Shengxiao, your good son, has committed such a big mistake and committed such a big treachery, could it be that you Just forget it?"
The named Rong Shengxiao has a handsome and innocent appearance, but his temperament is somewhat frivolous. He was reluctant to take two steps forward when he heard the words, looked around, and said, "Since Rong Zhishui, this kid is willing to shrink his head. If the tortoise doesn't come out, what about the other kid? "The other kid, I'm afraid the uncle can't offend it. "Rong Xia said. Rong Shengxiao raised his eyebrows and said, "Who is he?"
Rong Xia arched his hands and said, "He is from Huarong Sword Immortal, about... he is the elder son of Prince Ye's Mansion."
Rong Sheng was stunned for the first time. The unopened folding fan in his hand almost fell to the ground. He snorted and said, "This is really... I really can't afford it. Everyone in the Rong family looked at him.
Rong Shengxiao said distressedly: "King Ye is not easy to provoke. I have dealt with the princess of his family, and I can’t afford to provoke him. Even if people are found out, they are still abolished--"
"Nonsense!" An elder of the Rong family roared and kicked towards Rong Shengxiao, who did not hesitate to hide behind him. "What's the use of you as the master? It's not enough to be embarrassing!
"In any case, whether it is Rong Zhishui or Yan Tianhen, we are bound to see them today, otherwise, what can we do if we completely tear our skin apart
"Skills can be killed and cannot be humiliated! If the Rong family can also swallow in such a thing, everyone in the future will know that my Rong family is a tortoise with a wine bag and a tortoise!" "It is tolerable, which is unbearable!"
Tianshu Sword Saint said: "What are you yelling and yelling? The Rong family really can't change the style of relying on more people to win. We won't hand over people. Or we can solve it under another condition, or we will rely on our own ability. There is so much nonsense ."
"Rong Chaoxi, the human head on your own head is still hanging. You killed the Rong family's thirteen direct disciples back then. I still remember this account clearly!" The only Jurchen among them shot a flame of hatred in his eyes. , I can't wait to give the person in my eyes a thousand farewells.
Tian Shu also sneered, gently stroking the peach wood sword in his hand, and said: "It just so happens, I remember as clearly, your three sons deserve to die, but I am to blame if I have a chance, I will whip them! "
The Jurchen is the daughter-in-law of the Rong family, the Taoist name Biyun Fairy, and the number one Dharma practitioner of the Nine Realms Platoon. He is now at the Dzogchen Realm, and is the heir of the Huoyun Sect's lineage. He is the single spirit root. : The strength is extremely tough.
If it is said that among these elders and parents, who has the greatest enmity with Tianshu Sword Saint, it must be Fairy Biyun.
The cultivator is not good at giving birth, but she has given birth to three sons one after another. Among them, one of them must be able to inherit the Rong family.
And her three sons all died at the hands of Tianshu.
Fairy Biyun was extremely sad and indignant, his fists were burning with flames, and a bird of raging flames turned out behind him, saying: "I killed you this unforgivable gangster today, and avenge my dead son!
Tianshu jumped up,-the sword struck at the firebird that struck at him sharply, saying: "Each each other!"
boom--"
There were frequent earthquakes, and the split flames mixed with the burning heat and rushed toward the ring in all directions, and the ground was instantly scorched. The enemy was extremely jealous when they met.
Fairy Biyun fought with the Sword Saint Tianshu, beating his life, pressing on every step of the way.
The real person of Lingqi stood with his hand holding his hand, looking at Fu Ye Zunren, and said: "Fu Ye, the first Sect Master has been unable to retreat for five hundred years. Now that the Ten Thousand Laws are authentic, there is no one at the pinnacle of the Grand Master Realm, right?"
Fu Ye Zun's heart was tight, but his face showed no timidity, and said, "Isn't the spirit of real person also not for many years? The words of spirit of real person, but it is not appropriate."
Lingqi Zhenren raised his lips and sneered, and said: "The old man has always wanted to know if he is still alive. Today, since you said that you don’t want to hand over the two, the old man will try it himself. If I destroy half of the Lingzong, Does that old boy still be a tortoise-"
Before he finished his words, the elder Zongmen changed his expression. He saw those wicker machines madly flying into the air, and then twisted into a huge snake, roaring and roaring towards the authentic book collection. Ge fought over.
"Not good!" "Guardian!
"Hurry up and protect the Book Collection Hall!
Unfortunately, it is too late.
This is a blow from the pinnacle power of the Grandmaster Realm. Even if they did not use their best efforts, it cannot be blocked by these elders who are only Dzogchen or who have just entered the Grandmaster Realm.
Fu Ye Zun's complexion changed suddenly, and he flew towards the ascension snake, pinched the tactics with his fingers, trying to destroy the ascension snake, but when he palmed it down, the ascension snake was snapped off, but he went to another one. One direction, then another one.
The disciples and elders standing in a peaceful place all looked anxiously at the big brown-green snakes soaring to the sky, watching them rush to the book collection that has been regarded as the foundation of the sect and the heart of ten thousand sects for several years.
In this library, there is a collection of tens of thousands of years from the first Wanfa era to the present. Whether it is humanities, history, geography or Taoism, they are all displayed in it. But now, is someone ruining it? "No--"
"Wow, our library of books!" "Damn, these lunatics!"
"Where is Rong Zhishui?" Shen Congrong suddenly realized that Rong Zhishui, who was standing next to him, had disappeared. Then his expression changed. Gu had to allow the rules of flying the sword in the sect, and Dang even drew out his sword. Fly towards the top of the black cloud.
"I'm doing things all by myself! Stop it! Stop it!" Rong Zhishui-running wildly, while roaring loudly, he ran to the old man Rong in a blink of an eye, thumped and knelt on the ground, banged his head and forehead. The upper hand has already knocked out blood, and said: "It is the scroll I stole. It has nothing to do with the sect. If you want to punish me, then punish me!"