"Just killing a Song Yujia, this scholar is involved in the reputation of Huayu Pavilion. It seems that this scholar is still angry at killing his junior and sister. I just don't know the specific strength of this scholar, compared with Song Yujia, How much stronger can it be."
When Wu Ling heard what the scholar said, he was immediately happy. It seemed that the scholar was jealous of Wu Xingyang and did not dare to act rashly. At this moment, his group is safe. However, the scholar said heavier and heavier, he actually caused his behavior to the reputation of Huayu Pavilion, which is really ridiculous.
"As you said, I am not yet a disciple of Huayu Pavilion. What does it have to do with Huayu Pavilion's reputation? I think you are also a reasonable person. Why don't you even understand this point?"
Originally, in the face of the strong coercion of the scholar, he also wanted to be soft, but there was a dignity in his heart that stopped him, and the reason was on his side. Why did he have to bow to others
Now if you are softened and begged for mercy in front of this scholar, where is the dignity? A person can have no strength and no money, but one can never be without dignity.
Dignity is more important and precious than anything!
Although Feng Fuer and others are extremely uncomfortable, they secretly nodded their heads, instinctively that the husband is just right, and hats that shouldn't be required are absolutely unacceptable, even if it is death!
The scholar's expression changed, and he even had an urge to do it.
Dare to confront him Yang Tian? You, a rookie who hasn't even stepped through the door of Huayu Pavilion, why do you confront Yang Tian
Even in the Huayu Pavilion, how many people would dare to confront Yang Tian, the true disciple of Huayu Pavilion, Yang Tian!
He dared to speak like this, and contradicted Yang Tian's majesty!
This is something that has never happened before.
"Bold, what are you, dare to confront me!" Scholar Yang Tian took a step forward suddenly.
"Yeah!" A sneer appeared on Wu Ling's face: "I didn't contradict you, I'm just reasoning. This matter today will go to Huayu Pavilion in the future, and it will be fair to the Lord of the Third Pavilion."
"You want to use the third uncle to suppress me." Yang Tian couldn't help but sneered. "It seems that you don't know what the third uncle is like. He is an old man, although he sometimes says that he is eager to protect shortcomings, but he is the most tolerant of turning feathers. The disciples of Ge have misbehavior. Even if he is a true disciple under his sect, he will be punished severely if he makes a mistake, not to mention you, a young child who is not even an outside disciple."
"I agree." Wu Ling suddenly laughed, "This is how Senior Wu Xianyang handled Song Yujia."
"You." Yang Tian prided himself on being calm and not shocked, and Wu Ling was also speechless at this moment. Upon hearing Wu Ling's excuse, Yang Tian's blood rushed to his forehead. For more than ten years, since he became one of the top ten true disciples of Huayu Pavilion, no one has ever dared to talk to him like this.
However, he knew very well at the moment that he had to endure, even if he was ranked third among the top ten true disciples of Huayu Pavilion, he had to endure.
A knife was placed on the head of the word Shinobi, and a sharp knife was inserted into his heart. He obviously has the ability to kill Wu Ling with a single move, but he dare not do so. Because behind Wu Ling is Wu Xingyang.
Wu Xieyang is a person who makes his master Hanshuangying also be afraid of three points, let alone himself
"I and the Song family were right and wrong. On the Tianxiang City Square that day, many people were watching. If you still don't understand, Xiongtai, you might as well ask someone on the street to ask. If you ask, you will know who Song Ming and I are right and who is wrong, and it will not be too late for you to get angry."
"Huh." There are really few people in this world who can make Yang Tian so angry, because most of those people have already seen the King of Yan.
However, Wu Ling was regarded as an accident. Even so, in Yang Tian's eyes, Wu Ling would soon follow in the footsteps of the ghosts he fisted.
You can't teach you at this time, you can always wait until the time is right. Hum, in his Yang Tian's opinion, this day will not come too late.
"You will enter the Huayu Pavilion soon. At that time, you will be the outer disciple of Huayu Pavilion, and I am the true disciple of Huayu Pavilion. Outer disciple, inner disciple, core disciple, and then will be True disciple, I'm a thousand miles ahead of you, can't I still find a chance to clean up you?"
Thinking of this, Yang Tian's anger disappeared a bit. He was not very broad-minded. What's more, in his opinion, Wu Ling's identity is so low and low that he does not bother to reason.
It's just some outsiders. It's just ridiculous that they want to show off in front of his true disciples with a little relationship! Pedigree, ignorant, and pitiful!
"You go with me, go right away!" Yang Tian recovered his calm again, and could not hear the words of joy and anger that were filled with arrogance.
"Huayu Pavilion, I will naturally go, the dispute between me and the Song family, when I arrive at Huayu Pavilion, I will definitely explain it to your master. However, I will not go with you." Wu Ling answered. Definitely.
Naturally, he wouldn't follow Yang Tian. If he left like this, wouldn't he become coerced by others? He is a dignified man, a masculine man, how can he suffer such insults and do such heart-warming things
"Do you have a choice?" Yang Tian snorted coldly, "You think, you don't want to go with me, I can't help you, even if the third master is here today, the result will be the same."
While talking, a few people saw Yang Tian raise his hand! Suddenly, Wu Ling was enveloped by a strong force, and his limbs seemed to be tied up, and he couldn't move!
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
"Small bugs."
Yang Tian didn't even look at it, and slapped back!
Boom. There was no gorgeous light. Wu Ling was crushed by this invisible force, and the armor of Wu Ling's body was shattered, and Wudang Qing Xiao could not roar anymore. His whole body was severely crushed. Pressing to the ground, creeping on the ground.
Yang Tian stretched out his hand and grabbed it, Wu Ling felt that the flesh on his body was severely grasped. He struggled desperately, but he couldn't move.
My body is completely out of control. What is the reason? This was something Wu Ling had never encountered before, even when he was competing with Fengyinglin in the meat-refining stage, even when he was competing with Wu Xianyang a few days ago, he had never been forced into such a predicament at the time of the competition.
Any subtle moves are powerless in front of this person. Because he will not give you time to perform moves at all. Even if Wu Ling is a Wudang cultivation base, shaking the earth, there is no way to display it at this moment, and can only listen to Yang Tian's development.