Jin Wushen, the guardian of the Great Jin Dynasty, his words can be said to play a crucial role at this moment. And the moment Jin Wushen spoke, the face of Sikong Zu changed.

He had a friendship with Jin Wushen, but he felt that his face was not as big as allowing Jin Wushen to change his beliefs.

But at this time, he had to insist, because the seriousness of this matter was related to the survival of their Sikong family, so he stepped forward and said with a hint of coldness in his voice: "Brother Jin, you can't speak nonsense."

"Are you questioning the decision to come to the door?"

Before Jin Wushen could speak, Sikong Patriarch said in a deep voice: "Although Brother Jin is the guardian of the Great Jin Dynasty and has a bright future, I believe that Brother Jin will still need help when he comes to the door in the future."

"Please be careful with your words, Brother Jin!"

The word "Safe Words" is almost squeezed out from the gaps between the teeth with the ancestor Sikong gritted his teeth. From these two words, you can hear the smell of "Safe Knows ancestor Sikong's warning."

For a long time, the ancestor Sikong has been extremely polite to Jin Wushen, but now, facing the fundamental interests of the family, the ancestor Sikong cannot help but tear his face.

Jin Wushen looked at the ancestor Sikong. At this moment, the ancestor Sikong looked at Jin Wushen without any concession. A magnificent aura between the two people was like a whirlwind swinging their clothes.

Although neither of them moved, many people could see that if the two of them moved, it would be a shocking scene.

"The white ones are white, and the black ones are black." Jin Wushen slowly stepped forward and took a step closer, his face calm, but he said unquestionably: "No one can change the black and white."

Although the ancestor Sikong is a first-class strong man, the gap between him and Jin Wushen is too big.

With Jin Wushen's step, he was a little speechless for a moment. His face turned red at this moment, but his mouth seemed to contain a huge force, making him want to speak, but he couldn't open his mouth at all.

“Woo woo woo woo…”

"Young people, white is not necessarily white, and black is not necessarily black. As long as you have the strength, black can turn into white. If you don't have the strength, then white cannot turn into white."

A faint voice contained an unquestionable sound, which sounded above Jin Wushen's head. The moment he heard this sound, Jin Wushen looked up from the sky.

In the void, someone walked in the air. The man had no wings on his body, but he seemed to have no weight in his entire body.

This is a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a green robe and carrying a wide sword behind him.

His face was not handsome, but he stood in the void, giving people the feeling that he had merged with this sky.

The moment the ancestor Sikong saw this person, he felt his body trembling. He couldn't believe that all this was true, but that person had already coincided with the figure in his heart.

"Sikong Xiang pays homage to Uncle!" As he spoke, Old Master Sikong fell to the ground with a proper manner.

Sikong Xiang is the name of Sikong Ancestor, but this name has been mentioned for too long, so many people have forgotten who Sikong Xiang is.

But compared with the three words Sikong Xiang, the most shocking thing is the two words Uncle spoken from Sikong Xiang.

Uncle Sikong Xiang’s uncle, how many years has this person lived? His identity gives people a feeling of being about to emerge.

"Hmph!" The middle-aged man standing in the void just snorted faintly and ignored Sikong Xiang.

Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with the current Sikong family, and also very dissatisfied with Sikong Xiang, who was the ruler of the Sikong family.

At this moment, the other first-class masters who were watching the battle also understood, so they looked at each other quickly and respectfully saluted the middle-aged man: "Greetings to Senior!"

"You don't need much politeness." As the man spoke, his eyes fell on Jin Wushen who did not bow to him.

"You have good qualifications and you are very proud, but what I want to tell you is that here, I say black, it's black, I say white, it's white!"

"Are you convinced?"

The man's voice was not high, but when he took a step towards Jin Wushen, many people felt the air pressure around him increased tenfold.

The flowers, plants, trees and even some jade chairs and stone benches planted around them instantly turned into powder. And what they were in is still on the outside, you can imagine what the situation was like when Jin Wushen was shrouded in that person's aura.

Jin Wushen stood like a javelin. His eyes looked straight at the man and said, "It's true, it's false, even if you tell a lie ten thousand times, it's also a lie."

"In my eyes, what you did is wrong, it is wrong!"

Jin Wushen's words were extremely calm, without any emotion or a sonorous persistence, but they gave people a sense of strength when they heard them.

This feeling makes people afraid, this feeling makes people admire, this feeling makes people admire!

Iron-minded, proud and heroic!

Sikong Xiang looked at his uncle carefully. He knew that Jin Wushen's words hurt his uncle's face very much.

Sikong Xiang knew very well that his uncle was not afraid of his uncle punishing Jin Wushen, but he was afraid that he was implicated by Jin Wushen.

After all, many times, the city gates are in danger of fire, which affects the pond fish.

"What a black and white persistence. Don't think that you are the seeds that the sect likes, and you can be unscrupulous. Let me tell you that there are many seeds that the sect likes, but if you can't become a mortal, you will be a mortal."

The man slowly fell toward Jin Wushen's head. At the moment of his fall, a stream of green energy formed a green light column of one foot thick in the void, pressing down towards Jin Wushen.

"And mortals are not qualified to talk back to Yuefan. Kneel down!"

Jin Wushen's body shook for a moment, and then his whole body was like a sword, a sword that penetrated straight into the sky, and a sword that would rather break than bend.

The sword light rushed up from his body and pushed towards the green light column, but Jin Wushen was still thinking too simply at this moment. Although the sword spirit rushed out of his body was extremely sharp, it was much worse than the green light column.

"Kneel down for me!" As the man spoke, his body suddenly fell three feet. With the three feet of falling, the floor made of white jade around Jin Wushen became ashes in an instant.

The first-class masters around them changed their expressions one by one. They looked at the man in awe in greater awe.

The first-class master is almost unmatched by the power of heaven and earth, but at this moment they feel that they are like an ant in front of this master of the Leaping Realm.

The power in their bodies is simply vulnerable to this master of the Leaping Realm. Therefore, they must not offend a master of the Leaping Realm.

Several warriors who were close friends with Jin Wushen looked at Jin Wushen who were still standing upright but had a trace of bloodstain in their eyes. They all showed worry on their faces, but they did not dare to plead for Jin Wushen at this time.

"I'm still persisting? Hehe, then I'll see how long you can last!" The man did not move as he spoke, but looked at the huge pagoda.

"I am the supervisory messenger this time. If that kid can't pass the thirteenth floor of the sky-storming tower, he will have to pay the price."

"Wait a minute, let's take action together to kill this beast."

After hearing what his ancestor said, a torrent of joy quickly rolled through his heart. He never thought that his ancestor would be the supervisor of the road to defiance. He knew very well what this meant.

With his own ancestor here, how could Zheng Ming walk through the thirteenth level pagoda? How could he defeat the descendants of the Thirteen Holy Sect?

This situation made Sikong Xiang feel extremely comfortable because it means that even the heavens are blessing their Sikong family!

On the road to defiance of heaven, isn’t it so easy to reverse? Even if he gives you a seemingly fair opportunity, in fact, that day is still the sky.

His majesty is not allowed to be challenged by others, so he wants all those who challenge the majesty of heaven to make their heads bleed in the challenge to heaven.

No, it should be broken into pieces, which is why his uncle can become the envoy of the supervisor.

Jin Wushen bit his lips tightly, and at this moment he felt like a huge mountain was pressing on his body.

This huge mountain made his skin crack, and drops of bright red blood flowed out of his body's skin. He knew that with his own status, as long as he spoke, that person would let him go.

But he can't, he disdain! He wants to persevere, he wants to use the sword in his hand to cut through everything that blocks him in front of him.

His sword intention is to accumulate, and he persists again. In the eyes of many people, this is a kind of stupid and unreasonable persistence.

Zheng Ming was already standing on the sixth floor at this moment. The gatekeeper on this floor was a strong man using a sword and a true disciple of Kuaishou Valley.

Compared to the fast sword, Zheng Ming felt that he still needed to wait. As long as he recovered his body, he could take action.

"Mr. Ming, I think you don't have to struggle anymore. This sky-Town Tower will be in a quarter of an hour before you will hide, and you will definitely not be able to break through the remaining layers."

The successor of Kuaishou Valley is a young man with narrow eyes. He is thin, but his whole body gives people a sinister feeling.

"As the saying goes, you can only have enough food after listening to others' advice. I think what you can do now, Mr. Ming, is to wait honestly. I believe that in the end, that lord will definitely let you live a life."

Zheng Ming's eyes fell on the hourglass through the window of the pagoda. How could he not see that the hourglass fell from the sand at the speed of the sand suddenly became four times that of the past.

"Is time gone?" Zheng Ming looked at the successor of the Kuaishou Valley, his voice filled with cold words. (To be continued.)
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