The corners of the Zhenjun Xuanyang's mouth were rarely broken, and he looked at his malicious senior brother with expressionless expression.

The atmosphere in the hall was even more stagnant, almost reaching the point where a little breathing sound would appear particularly obvious. At this time, no one wanted to be the little lamb that disturbed the beast. They were all looking at the eyes, nose and heart, and they wanted to integrate into the background and air, praying that they would never become victims of being "sacrificed".

In fact, most of the people in the hall can adapt well. Although such dramas do not appear every few days, they will be repeated in major occasions.

The true Lord Xuanling is addicted to provoking. Even if the possibility of success is slim, he will be beaten back every time and may even be "slapped in the face" on the spot, but the other party will still persist in this role.

As for the True Lord Xuanyang, he is generous and always mixes with him. He will slap him gently back in the end. For some reason, he has a very high tolerance for the unstable element of the True Lord Xuanyang. However, occasionally there are times when he can't help it, such as this time.

True Lord Xuanyang rarely becomes tough, and his voice is slightly cold: "There is always a time when he is better at practicing, and he is inferior to others. It doesn't matter, after all, he is only two dozen years old. He can naturally walk the path I have walked. But my nephew..."

"...Advisor Master Xiao, Senior Brother, your disciple looks very much like you. In all aspects, I just don't know if his path will be like Senior Brother..."

"You-" Before the True Lord Xuanyang finished speaking, he was already crossed on the edge of rage, with a red face and a thick neck, and his breathing suddenly became heavier, looking angry and embarrassed.

True Lord Xuanyang stepped on his forbidden area.

His way? What way is his way? The position of the head sect taken from his Xuanling's hand! He even dared to come up with it and curse Pingyang on the same path as him.

I didn’t even open my eyes to see how much the yellow-haired boy he raised was. He was worthy of competing with Ping Yang?

Zhenjun Xuanling almost treated Zhenren Pingyang as his eyes. Because of Pingyang's embarrassing history, he had a grudge against him for a long time. Although he couldn't bear to give up because of the other party's qualifications and some slight friendship, he brought him back with him, but it did not mean that he was really relieved.

It is shameless to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors no matter which time and space it is in.

No matter what, Ruizhong always had a master-disciple relationship with Pingyang and raised him from childhood to adulthood. The two had an indelible fate from beginning to end. Ren Pingyang could not ask for this, no matter what he said.

Although the other party later explained to him the reason for changing the party, he actually looked down on Ruizhong's timid look. However, Pingyang did a little unkind, so he could neglect the other party for a long time when Pingyang officially started.

I thought he would be dissatisfied, at least he would have reactions such as questions. I didn't expect that he was really calm, familiar with the environment by himself, and waited patiently.

Gradually, he often noticed the other party. The child was smart and intelligent, learned from one example, and was quite skilled in doing things. He even had an unspeakable atmosphere. He soon gradually won his favor.

When Xuan Ling let him take power, Pingyang was only in the early stage of foundation building. He had been trained in these years and was also somewhat popular in the Wuhua Sect.

Zhenjun Xuanling was defeated repeatedly and was depressed for many years. The development of Zhenren Pingyang once again allowed him to see another self. It once again ignited the flame in his heart.

Pingyang has been getting better and better in recent years, and the many praises in the sect are indispensable to the strong support of the Zhenjun Xuanling behind the scenes. Many people are talking about him being a copy of Zhenjun Xuanling, and Xuanling's call for the Wuhua Sect back then was also extremely high.

The torch that had been extinguished in the heart of Zhenjun Xuanling was quietly lit up again. He seemed to...find another way to defeat Xuanyang.

The same starting point, see if his disciples in Pingyang will still take the same path?

It can be said that at this point, the True Lord Xuanling treated Pingyang as his eyeball to protect and support him. In his eyes, the other party was another him, which also represented a different meaning.

He had high hopes for Pingyang Zhenren... Now Xuanyang not only wanted his "heart-to-heart baby" to be the stepping stone for the yellow-haired boy, but also said that his disciples would also go back to the same old path...

In the eyes of Zhenjun Xuanling, these provocative and proud words were damn hateful, making him so angry that he wanted to pounce on him and fight him to be happy.

Both of them were lit up and the atmosphere was about to break out.

Just as everyone was wondering how this incident would end, a different voice suddenly joined.

"Look, they..."

Xuanyang and Xuanling are not in harmony with each other and rarely interact with each other, but sometimes they are really tacitly terrifying.

When I heard a strange voice in my ear, I looked at the water mirror in the middle with vigilance and searched for the traces of my own baby.

Then they sadly discovered that they only remembered the noise just now and didn't pay any attention to it. The children accidentally let it fly. Now they broke the kite string and were out of control.

These two idiots, who gave them such a courage to implement this method randomly?

At this moment, the state of mind between Xuanyang Zhenjun and Xuanling Zhenjun was in agreement, and they both scolded these two boys who were ignorant of the heights of the sky in their hearts.

They noticed this just now, but at first they just thought that the two of them were also in a proper way. After all, under normal circumstances, this method is not dangerous. As long as you don’t process it randomly, it’s enough to abuse it—

But now the situation is different. How are these two people obedient? They do such a confused thing without any brains.

If something big happens, it would be impossible for him and Xuan Ling to death!

The offensive in the field changed again. The originally scattered sword demon cloud gradually condensed into substance and began to appear in scale. From a distance, it really looked like a strong force that was almost substance.

This is not the case. The two sword demon clouds of somehow intersect and melt each other. The blue is mixed with yellow, and the yellow is green. The color is quite fancy, but it can be seen that the two sides are facing each other. There is a surging color in it, as if some storm is brewing.

The two of them were in the middle of the face and were still gesturing their hands. They were really bad and admirable. And they were hiding more and more focused recently.

Ning Xia squinted his eyes, and the more he looked, the more wrong he was. These two people didn't control it. Sword energy is different from spiritual energy, and it is the ability to split from the sword body. The destructiveness of this power is far beyond their imagination. How can we create it without controlling it... so many? If it is out of control, it will not be a simple victory or defeat.

They are crazy!
Chapter completed!