But soon, these people recovered from the fear of recognizing Miao Yue.
All eyes fell on the man who was crumbling up.
Just now, Miao Yue called him Elder Kong!
Everyone's pupils shrank.
"Kong... the ninth elder Kong Yuan?!"
"How could this happen? Kong Yuanjiu is the eighth master on the Qingtian Ranking! The ranking is even higher than Miao Yue. He, how could he be injured so badly?"
"What happened in Dragon Academy?"
Just as they were discussing, a group of people came out of Longteng Academy.
The leader was a tall and thin middle-aged man.
I saw that he was wearing black clothes, his whole body including his hands and neck were tightly wrapped.
Only a dignified and domineering face was revealed.
Seeing this person, all the monks in the Idol City gasped in unison.
Miao Yue, who was still arrogant and domineering just now, immediately turned around and bowed down: "See you, Lord Hou!"
"It's Chu Xinyan, Marquis of Dingguo!"
"Shhh, you don't want to die, dare to call Lord Hou by his name!"
"Why is Ding Guohou here?!"
The onlookers became more and more shocked and confused.
But Chu Xinyan's reputation was so great that they didn't dare to discuss it loudly, they could only whisper in low voices.
Chu Xinyan walked up to Kong Yuanjiu in a few steps, and while slowly straightening the wrinkles on his sleeves, he said, "Elder Kong, how are you doing? Have you thought it through? If you are still obsessed, don't blame me. Let Long Teng's millennium The foundation has completely disappeared on the continent of comprehension."
Kong Yuanjiu closed his eyes, hiding the humiliation and despair in his eyes.
When I opened my eyes again, it was already a swearing-in decision: "I repeat, both the Six-Star Pagoda and the Honghuang Pagoda belong to the Six-Star Pagoda. How do you want me to hand it over to you?"
Chu Xinyan squinted his eyes: "Very well, so now we are back to the old question. Where is Ye Liangchen, the master of six stars?"
"I have no idea!"
"Then what about this Marquis' unfilial son Chu Tianyou?"
Kong Yuanjiu: "I don't understand what Master Hou is talking about? Ever since Luming Feast left, Chu Tianyou hasn't returned to Longteng."
Chu Xinyan sneered, with a violent look in his eyes, "To be honest, after spending half a month, this Marquis's patience has also been exhausted. Kong Yuanjiu, do you think someone will come to rescue you if you break the barrier?" Is it Long Teng?"
"Today, Ben Hou will let you watch with your own eyes how Long Teng completely disappeared under your nose."
As he said that, Chu Xinyan waved his hand, and said lightly, "Then kill one round first, and refresh Elder Kong!"
As soon as the words fell, the city walls that built Feilong City collapsed.
Seeing the scene inside, all the cultivators in Idol City opened their eyes wide and almost stopped breathing.
I saw that the stand that was used to watch the [Deer Crying Feast] was densely packed with Dingguohou's army.
Every Marquis of Dingguo held a knife in his hand, and put it on the neck of a student of Longteng Academy.
In the center of the stands, where the [Queen Contest] was held in the past, blood was already flowing in rivers.
There were corpses lying all over the place.
Some of these corpses were dressed in military uniforms of Marquis Ding.
But more of them are students and mentors of Longteng Academy.
Following Chu Xinyan's order, Ding Guohou Jun raised his sword and fell in the first row of the stands.
They're like rehearsed.
One after another, unhurried and seamless.
The students in the back row can only watch their classmates die before welcoming their own death.