"Really? Hehehehe!" Tianjiu sneered, making Old Man Mi laugh so hard that cold sweat broke out down his spine.
"Master, you came here to pick up such a loser like me. You really have the status of a disciple. I am not worthy of it." Tianjiu cupped his fists and said to Situ Hao who was smiling awkwardly at the side.
"Hehe, hehe, it's okay, it's okay! I'm very happy that you can come back. Your brothers and sisters are also very happy." Situ Hao hurriedly waved his hand and answered, as if Tianjiu was the master and he was the apprentice.
Tianjiu saw this, sighed inwardly, and waved to the crowd: "Let's all leave! Go and do what you have to do. I'm back. There's nothing to celebrate. I'm just lucky that I didn't die outside."
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"Oh, you are so shameless! What a loud tone!"
An extremely strong sword energy rushed from inside the door, followed by a sarcastic voice, and then, after a pause, the figure of Hong Miao, the master of the sword hall, appeared.
He looked at Tianjiu from a distance, with unkindness and anger in his eyes.
Tianjiu narrowed his eyes slightly, clasped his fists again and said, "It turns out to be Hall Master Hong! When Hall Master Hong comes to this main entrance, he also welcomes me to wait, right?"
"Tsk! What a shameless statement! Why do you, a small Qi-refining cultivator, want me to welcome you? We are going to Dongcang. The other brothers and uncles have come back long ago, but you still haven't come back, and you still have the nerve to shout
Welcome people!!”
Hong Miao sneered.
"Senior Brother Hong, calm down, calm down..."
"Shut up! Old man Mi, why are you here to join in the fun? Look at you, all of you are dressed in gorgeous clothes, playing and singing, how well behaved you are! This is the world of immortality, this is the Huachen Gate, not a secular prostitute's house!
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"You...you...you?!" Old Man Mi was so angry that his face turned red and his mouth was trembling.
"What are you doing? Why don't you go back quickly?! You really want me to fix you!"
As Hong Miao spoke, the coercion on his body spread out in all directions, and there was also a hint of sword aura.
In the square at the main entrance, a cold wind suddenly rose, and the fallen leaves rustled, and the fallen leaves scattered in all directions covered the sky.
Situ Hao and Old Man Mi shook their bodies repeatedly, while those poor female disciples from the outer sect in the Qi Refining Stage turned pale as paper, their bodies trembling, and some even screamed and fell down on the bluestone ground.
"Hall Master Hong, stop!! If you don't welcome me, I won't force you. Just like Hall Master Yin, you can just not come. Why are you here to cause trouble?!"
Situ Hao shouted loudly, and at the same time, he waved his hands continuously, and a blue light shield appeared, which could barely cover the disciples behind him from being affected by the sword energy.
"Making trouble?! Hahaha! Situ Hao, I'm here to cause trouble. What can you do? It's strange that you Dantang did not die outside but was honored. Why are you holding a welcome party here with great fanfare! Those who are also going to Dongcang,
Where are the fallen disciples? Where did you put them?"
"Hong Miao! I, Situ Hao, welcome my disciple back. What's bothering you? If you don't like it, just go away. Don't think that your sword hall is powerful. I'm afraid of you. If you push me hard, everyone will have a hard time."
!" Situ Hao shouted angrily.
"Oh? It's hard for me?! Hahaha, it's just you? Situ Hao, you're just an old loser. Didn't you just rely on your ability to refine a few Foundation Establishment Pills to become the leader of the hall? It's really a fight.
, ten Situ Hao are no match for me, what are you doing to make it difficult for me?!"
Hong Miao said contemptuously, and with a shake of his left hand, a black long sword appeared in his hand. The black aura on the sword shone, and with just a slight shake, an astonishing sword energy burst out.
"Ghost Sword!!"
Situ Hao exclaimed. His face turned from red to white, and then from white to black.
The Ghost Sword is a mid-level magic weapon. It ranks among the top ten offensive magic weapons in Huachen Sect. Among the foundation-building monks, apart from Sikong Xing’s trump card, this Ghost Sword is the most powerful.
"Situ Hao, you still recognize my ghost sword. I thought you were stupid for refining alchemy! Ten years ago during the Dongling Peak Contest, with this ghost sword, I defeated a late-stage foundation-building monk from the Tian Sect.
Earn immortal fame for me, Hua Chen. Over the years, no less than a thousand monks have fallen to my ghost sword. It helped me earn most of my position as the master of the Sword Hall. Do you want to try it?"
"When the ghost comes out, it wails for ten miles. Hall Master Hong, you don't want to use the ghost sword to deal with your fellow disciples, do you?" Old Man Mi turned pale with fright and asked tremblingly.
"So what if it is? So what if it's not? Ask Situ Hao, does he dare to take it?"
Hong Miao played with the long sword in his hand and gently stroked the black sword body while talking.
Situ Hao clenched his teeth, his black face changing, and finally, tremblingly, he wiped out a palm-sized red pill furnace. The pill furnace trickled around and suddenly grew to a size of three feet in diameter, reflecting half of the sky redly.
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"Xueyang Cauldron! Situ Hao, you are finally willing to take out your Xueyang stove. Very good, very good. This stove of yours is also a five-cauldron. I heard someone say, 'One furnace of blood and yang refines the universe.' I don't know.
Can you withstand a blow from my ghost sword? Hahaha!!"
Hong Miao sneered and poured spiritual power into the sword in his hand. With a beep, the ghost sword instantly became ten feet long, with a faint light flickering and sword energy radiating out.
"Hall Master Hong, you must not do it!" Old Man Mi shouted urgently: "Hall Master Hong, please show your respect. This Blood Yang Cauldron is the only cauldron that I, Hua Chen, can use to refine the Foundation Establishment Pill. If something bad happens,
The alchemy cauldron is damaged, and I, Hua Chen, am in danger! Situ Hao, put away your stove quickly, this is no joke! You are no match for Hall Master Hong."
"Get lost! Old man Mi, if you keep talking here, I'll chop you up too!"
Hong Miao roared, slowly raised his arm, and a bit of sword light appeared.
"Stop, stop, stop!" Old Man Mi raised his arms, dodged between Hong Miao and Situ Hao, and shouted loudly: "Don't do anything, please say what you have to say, say what you have to say! Hong Miao, I listen.
It's yours, I'll evacuate these people immediately, how about you give Lao Mi some face and let it go?"
"Who do you think you are? If I give you face, who will give me face?" Hong Miao said coldly.
"It's okay if you don't give me face, but you have to give face to the leader. We came to welcome Tianjiu on the order of Head Ouyang. If you really want to kill him, you will definitely alert the leader. But the leader said
Now is the critical moment for Deacon Sikong and Senior Brother Wei to be promoted. If anyone causes trouble and is not united, we will kill him!"
Old Man Mi finally said harshly.
"Oh? Even the leader has moved out! Don't worry, I won't kill Situ Hao, I will just cripple him and won't make a big fuss. I also tell him to be wiser and not to condone his disciples' daring behavior."
"No! If you want to take action, just chop me and my old man together!"
"Hmph! You think I don't dare! Well, I'll teach you a lesson by the way!"
Hong Miao smiled coldly and spiritual power poured out.
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"Master, let me catch his sword!"
An understatement floated over and penetrated into everyone's ears, stirring up layers of charm like a stone falling into a still lake.
"Eh? You?" Hong Miao suddenly turned around and stared at Tianjiu who had been observing all this in the distance.
"That's right! I'll pick you up with a sword. Hehe! I chopped off Gu Baiyi's arm. If you have the ability to chop off my arm with a sword, I have nothing to say. You also made an explanation in front of the leader, so it doesn't count.
Fellow sects kill each other.”
"Tianjiu, go back to the Alchemy Hall quickly, take everyone back with you!" Situ Hao said in a deep voice with his mouth trembling.
Situ Hao knows best what kind of magic power Hong Miao has. Among Hua Chen and the four halls, there is no one like him. No matter what Tianjiu says, he is just a Qi refining disciple. How can he take on the ghost sword?
One hit?!
"Go back to the Alchemy Hall, can you still go back?"
Several sneers came, and then, a dozen Foundation Establishment monks came one after another. The leader, the red-browed black-haired one, who was in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, was Hong Miao's eldest disciple, Red Eyebrow.
"Hey, aren't you afraid of death? For an ant like you, I didn't say you would just chop off your arm, or maybe your head." Hong Miao smiled coldly and nodded slightly at the red eyebrow behind him.
"It doesn't matter, my life is cheap anyway, so many monsters haven't killed me, and I don't care about you this time. Come on, take action!" Tianjiu said calmly with his hands behind his back.
"Looking for death! You really think of yourself as a golden elixir!"
A sharp light flashed in Hong Miao's eyes, and the ghost sword suddenly struck out and headed straight for Tianjiu.
The ghost sword flashed with frightening coercion and soaring sword energy, and came through the air, as if it was about to tear through the space, with a harsh cracking sound. The temperature of the space with a radius of a hundred feet rose sharply, and the distance of more than a hundred feet could not be reached in the blink of an eye.
"Oops! It's over, it's over, Tianjiu is over!"
Old Man Mi closed his eyes in pain.
Situ Hao was trembling even more, not knowing what to do. More than a dozen foundation-building monks from the sword hall were staring at him eagerly. As long as he moved, the place would definitely become a sea of swords and fire. Then, the situation would inevitably be chaotic. The result would be
He, Situ Hao, couldn't afford it anyway.
However, in the eyes of ordinary people, the unparalleled sword energy and speed are extremely slow when placed in Tianjiu's consciousness.
Tianjiu smiled slightly, and the hand from behind suddenly reached out.
"Ouch!" A loud roar came out, and a silver five-foot giant claw appeared on Tianjiu's arm. He clenched the five claws, turned the claws into fists, and fiercely faced the ghost sword.
"paw?"
Hong Miao frowned. Tianjiu did not take out any treasures, but offered a demon claw, which surprised him, and a trace of fear emerged from the bottom of his heart.
The demonic claws arrived first, and everyone saw nothing but black lightning and silver light that suddenly flew away.
After a few breaths, the ghost sword whined and flew away.
The silver fist only paused slightly, shrunk a bit, and then hit Hong Miao directly.
"What!!!"
Hong Miao was shocked. The invincible ghost sword did not open his fist. Not to mention, it actually flew back with a cry.
Everyone present was stunned, no one believed the facts in front of them.
"Back!"
Hong Miao's eyes were solemn, and he waved his hand to take back the ghost sword. Then, he poured spiritual power into it again, and a three-foot-long giant sword stood upright in the air.
"cut!"
Hong Miao held the sword in both hands, flew up, and struck the silver fist halfway with a ten-foot-long black light.
"Woooo~~!" A hurricane rolled through, and the silver light and black light lit up the entire square. Even though it was daytime and hundreds of miles away, it was still clearly visible.
The black light is extinguished!
Silver Fist Powder!
All these turned into little bits of spiritual light and disappeared between heaven and earth.
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At the top of Elder Peak, Ouyang De suddenly raised his head and looked towards the Huachen Mountain Gate. His face showed a look of shock, and his brows were already twisted into a black line.
He looked back at the two caves in the distance, a hundred miles apart, his expression changed, and finally he slowly closed his eyes and meditated.