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Chapter nine hundred and sixty-eight Dismissal? Killing the mighty stick?

The person who came was clearly a strong man from the Forging Platform Realm. Before boarding the flying boat, Long Chen already knew that they were the previous disciples of the Xuantian General Sect.

Once every ten years, they are already strong in the Zhutai Realm, and in their early thirties, they are strong in the Zhutai Realm, which is really scary.

Moreover, Long Chen discovered that they were all second-grade Skywalkers and above, and among them were third-grade Skywalkers. Such geniuses were much more powerful than the ordinary Forging Platform Realm experts in the outside world.

In the outside world, their cultivation has already reached the status of sect leader, and they can even establish a sect in Donghuang, but in Zhongzhou they can only be ordinary disciples.

The person who was drinking coldly at Long Chen was a man with long hair that fell naturally. This man seemed to have some status, and everyone else seemed to listen to him.

Although this person looked indifferent on the surface, not looking at everyone, but his peripheral vision kept glancing towards Meng Qi and Tang Waner, and he couldn't hide it from Long Chen. Looking at his arrogant look, Long Chen knew

What is he going to fart?

"Uncle, I'm not free," Long Chen responded coldly without even looking at him.

Long Chen's voice caused the expressions of the general disciples to change, especially the leader, whose face was gloomy, his eyes were filled with cold light, and his breath was slowly flowing.

"Long Chen, you don't want to join the main sect anymore?" the man couldn't help but shouted coldly.

"Are you Ancestor Xuantian?" Long Chen couldn't help but sneer:

"It doesn't look like it. If you weren't the ancestor Xuantian, your words would be a bit exaggerated.

Why bother? If you really had a status in the Xuantian Dao Sect, you wouldn't do this kind of errand work. We country people have stopped doing this kind of pretentious routine with no technical content at all. "

"Long Chen, I, Wang Mang, challenge you." The man snorted coldly and showed a sign in his hand. He didn't know what material the sign was made of. It was neither gold nor wood. There was a word "Xuan" engraved on the front and "Xuan" on the back.

With Wang Mang's name.

"No time" Long Chen shook his head.

"Hehe, I'm afraid you can't help it. According to the rules of the Xuantian Dao Sect, disciples are allowed to compete with each other. You either accept it or get out of the Xuantian Dao Sect." A Zhutai Realm disciple sneered.

"Oh? Is there anything else to say?" Long Chen frowned.

"What? Are you afraid? You're a coward!" a Casting Platform disciple mocked.

Guo Ran, who had been silent for a long time, finally couldn't help but stand up and sneered: "Idiot, if you weren't wearing a skin, you would be a dead person now.

Dare to provoke my boss? You really haven’t died yet, but the boss ignores you, and you are just kicking your nose in the face?"

"What's the noise about?"

Suddenly, a cold scolding came, and it was the voice of the king-level strongman, but he did not come forward to stop everyone with a cold shout.

"Elder Qi Sha, this disciple acted according to the rules and did not exceed them," Wang Mang said hurriedly.

Elder Sha's emotionless voice came: "Xuantian Dao Sect has rules that allow disciples to challenge each other, but only at the same level. You suppress your cultivation to the sea level, you can do whatever you want.

Disciples of Donghuang, listen up, Xuantian Dao Sect has its own rules, and everyone must abide by them. Although some rules are painful, there are only two ways to choose, either leave Xuantian Dao Sect, or endure it.

If you don't want to leave and don't want to be bound by the rules, it's very simple. Just have your ability to compete with the entire Xuantian Dao Sect.

I think if you had that ability, you would have founded a sect long ago, and there is no need to join the Xuantian Dao Sect.

These outer disciples were severely suppressed by their fellow disciples, so they put their resentment on you.

This is a painful tradition, but it cannot be changed. Its beauty is called dampening the enthusiasm of newcomers, and it is easy to manage, so as not to realize that the sky is high and the sky is high and the earth is too high and domineering, which is not conducive to practice.

In fact, it's all nonsense. The rules are the rules. Whether you want to bullshit or not, you have to follow others' bullshit, otherwise you will suffer a loss.

You are no longer children. You have been cultivating all the way. You should know that the strong will always be strong. If you don't step on others, others will step on you. If you don't kill others, others will kill you.

I don’t want to hear any unfair complaints. If anyone dares to speak, I will throw him out immediately.”

Elder Sha's words made everyone's hearts tremble. The rules of Xuantian Sect were even more cruel and naked.

They suddenly understood that the group of guys in front of them must have been bullied by the previous disciples, and now they were using chicken feathers as arrows to punish them.

What is this? A show of force? A killing stick? A slap in the face before eating the sweet dates? Those disciples who had just joined the Xuantian Dao Sect couldn't help but be shocked and angry.

Most of the disciples who joined the Xuantian Dao Sect were second-grade Skywalkers, and geniuses like Fang Geyin did not come.

He finally chose to stay in the sect, and he also wanted to come, but their old master was about to expire, and the sect was so kind to him that he had no choice but to sacrifice this opportunity and stay to take the lead.

However, they found that the people in the Dragon Blood Legion had indifferent expressions on their faces. Even the ordinary Dragon Blood Warriors did not show any emotion at all, as if they did not take it seriously at all.

"Did you hear that? You don't have the right to refuse. Do you want to come here and let us beat you up? Or do we take the initiative and beat you until you are full of teeth?

But don’t worry, we will be gentle towards female disciples. Hehe, after all, we are not willing to attack such a beauty, hahaha..." A Zhutai Realm disciple looked at Meng Qi, Tang Wan'er and other women and couldn't help but smile.

, his face was full of obscenity.

"Elder Sha, is it allowed to kill people during the sparring process?" Long Chen asked.

"No," Elder Sha's voice responded.

"Then what if I accidentally get killed?" Long Chen continued to ask.

"Regardless of the reason, we will expel the Xuantian Dao Sect," Elder Sha said.

"What should I do if I'm injured or disabled?" Long Chen continued to explore.

"As long as you don't die"

"Oh, then disciple understands" Long Chen nodded, he knew what he was thinking.

At this time, Long Chen had an indifferent look on his face, but people who were familiar with Long Chen knew that Long Chen was a little angry, and I'm afraid some people were going to be unlucky.

"Huh, you are a bunch of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death. Don't worry, no one will take your life. We, the senior brothers, are here to teach you how to behave and know what reverence is.

This is good for you. It will reduce the chances of you hitting the wall after entering the sect, so you still need to thank us." A Zhutai Realm disciple laughed proudly, as if he was looking at a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

But they soon discovered that only a small group of people had the uneasiness and fear in their eyes that they expected, while the majority of people were looking at them like idiots.

This made them very angry. Wang Mang winked at the person next to him. The person immediately stood up, pointed at Long Chen and others and sneered: "Which of you dares to come out and fight?"

As soon as the man stood up, he immediately released his pressure. He actually suppressed his realm and only released the aura of the peak of Pihai.

As he released his breath, the entire flying boat shook slightly, and the space suddenly expanded rapidly, and a arena with a radius of hundreds of miles was actually formed in the middle of the hall.

The man flew onto the ring and looked down at Long Chen and the others coldly, with a touch of ridicule on his lips.

"Brother Long, let me go." Aman looked at that guy and got angry inexplicably, wanting to go on stage.

"No, you can't kill. He can't even take your blow. He will be knocked to death." Long Chen shook his head and said. Ah Man's attack was neither light nor heavy, so he was worried.

"Let me go," Yue Zifeng said.

"No, the prototype of your sword has been formed. Once activated, it will be a relentless blow. If you don't have the intention to kill, your Taoist heart will be dusted." Long Chen still shook his head.

Now that Yue Zifeng's Heavenly Dao runes have been transformed by Ling Yunzi, he has devoted himself to understanding the way of swordsmanship. With the help of the Eternal Light Lamp, he has seen the path he wants to take and figured out the prototype of his own way of swordsmanship.

In this case, if you can't attack as you like, if it affects Yue Zifeng, then the gain will outweigh the loss.

Long Chen refused two people to come to the stage in succession. Everyone heard clearly. The disciple on the stage was so angry that his nose was crooked. This was clearly a naked humiliation.

"Asshole, come up here quickly, I'm going to beat you into a meat pie," the disciple roared angrily.

"It seems like it would be best for me to go up." Gu Yang smiled slightly, touched his bald head, and walked out slowly.

"Well, pay attention, safety first," Long Chen nodded and warned.

"Hahaha, safety first? I'm going to beat you into a dog's head today, you bald guy." The Zhutai Realm disciple shouted coldly, suddenly moved his feet, and punched Gu Yang.

As soon as the Zhutai Realm disciple's fist came out, the wind of the fist surged, the air swirled, and in the closed cabin, the roaring and roaring sound made people's scalp numb.

The disciples who had just joined the Xuantian Dao Sect all had earth-colored faces. They had no ability to resist such a terrifying momentum, even if the other party only used the power of the Sea-opening Realm.

"Snapped"

But what was shocking was that that mighty Wu Zhu punch was suddenly caught by a big hand, and the owner of the big hand was none other than Gu Yang.

"Idiot, I can't even understand what I'm saying. My boss means safety first, don't let me beat you to death by mistake." After saying this, Gu Yang suddenly had veins on his arm, and a violent force rose up, as if

The wild dragon revived and exerted force with one arm.

"boom"

Under everyone's horrified gaze, although the Zhutai Realm disciple resisted with all his strength, it was completely ineffective in the face of Gu Yang's violent power. He was thrown to the ground like a toad.

There was an explosion, mixed with the sound of broken bones, which made people's scalp numb. The power of Gu Yang's blow was too terrifying.

When Gu Yang picked up the man, the Zhutai Realm disciple had changed from a long piece to a thin piece. His whole body was flattened, his bones were shattered, and he actually fainted.

It was done in one go. Except for the Dragon Blood Warriors, who had been mentally prepared for it, everyone else was shocked, and the whole place was silent.

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