"Zixiao Pavilion is indeed tyrannical, but the territory controlled by Zixiao Pavilion is far away from the Zhenwu Kingdom. How can Zixiao Pavilion be interested in such a far place? What's more, the Zhenwu Kingdom is located
Near this territory is the territory of Tianyun Pavilion. Even if Zixiao Pavilion really wants to stretch its hand so far, it cannot treat Tianyun Pavilion as a decoration!"
Elder Zixing looked at Chu Yixiao coldly, "So, I can be sure that what you said about the Zhenwu Kingdom relying on Zixiao Pavilion is simply empty talk, or it is just a decision made by the two of you for Zixiao Pavilion."
After hearing what Elder Zixing said, Chu Yixiao and Butler Long frowned.
"Humph, the old guy is smart. Even if these words are said by the two of us, so what. I am the core disciple of Zixiao Pavilion, and what I say naturally represents Zixiao Pavilion." Chu Yi said with a smile.
"Haha, a mere core disciple cannot represent the entire Zixiao Pavilion. Even the sixth-level true saint beside you cannot represent it." Elder Zixing sneered: "The sixth-level true saint in Zixiao Pavilion is just a mere disciple.
He’s just a deacon, not considered a high-ranking member of Zixiao Pavilion. If you want to represent Zixiao Pavilion, you must have at least an elder of seventh level True Saint or above!!”
The corners of Deacon Long's mouth twitched slightly.
Elder Zixing is right. He is just a deacon. His status as a deacon in Zixiao Pavilion is not high. Of course, he cannot represent Zixiao Pavilion.
But no matter what, he is still a genuine sixth-level true saint, and he has good reputation. Elder Zixing looked down upon him in front of so many people, which of course made him a little angry.
"Stop talking nonsense, this Zhenwu Kingdom, Zixiao Pavilion, is going to be settled. If you know the truth, get out of here. Anyone who is still in this mansion after half a quarter of an hour, no matter who they are, will be killed without mercy!!" Deacon Long
shouted sharply.
"Haha, what a loud tone!"
A burst of laughter suddenly sounded, and the evil master who had been standing next to Jian Wushuang took a step forward and sneered: "You are the deacon of Zixiao Pavilion, right? A mere deacon dares to speak so brazenly and kill Wu Wu.
Pardon? Humph, if this sentence were said by the Pavilion Master of Zixiao Pavilion, I’m afraid you wouldn’t have much courage.”
"Boy, who are you?" Deacon Long looked at the evil master.
Although the evil master is only a first-level true saint, he is too confident. He is a sixth-level true saint here, and he dares to say such words so unscrupulously. This makes Deacon Long not dare to be petty.
watch for.
"My name is Xie Shi, and this person next to me is Huanshui. Both of us are from the Primordial Palace. Today, we have decided to stay in this mansion and not leave. If you have the ability, you can kill both of us later.
Of course he knows the original palace of the Three Palaces of Zhantian.
That was a genius disciple of the Tianzhan Alliance, and he was from the Original Palace.
Under normal circumstances, the geniuses of the Primal Palace can become the disciples of some invincible saints. If they are lucky, they can even become the disciples of the Lord of Rules. They will definitely achieve great achievements in the future. Such talented disciples, Tianzhan Alliance
But it's taken very seriously.
Now two genius disciples from the Primordial Palace were right in front of him. If he killed these two people... he could immediately think of his own fate.
There is no doubt that the Tianzhan Alliance will definitely kill him and even vent their anger on Zixiao Pavilion.
And when the time comes, Zixiao Pavilion will probably try their best to catch him, not to mention protecting him, and then personally send him to the Third Heaven-Zhancing Palace to make amends.
"These two people must not be killed!!" Deacon Long had already made up his mind, and he said sternly: "It turns out they are genius disciples of the Three Heaven-Zhancing Palaces. For the sake of the Three Heaven-Zhancing Palaces, I will not embarrass you.
, but everyone else must die!!"
“Let’s do it!!”
Deacon Long glanced at the third prince next to him.
The Third Prince also didn't want to talk nonsense with His Highness the Sixth Prince. After hearing what Butler Long said, he waved his hand.
"Except for the two geniuses of the Three Heaven-Slaying Palaces, everyone else will be killed without mercy!!"
The cold voice echoed throughout the world.
In an instant, the densely packed crowd of more than 300 strong men behind the third prince had rainbow light in their eyes.
A terrifying murderous intention swept over him instantly.
"kill!!"
"Kill them all!!"
"These people are all going to die!!"
A series of low shouts also echoed in the sky.
These more than 300 strong men all took action at the same time.
The terrifying aura, laced with murderous intent, shot straight into the sky, and a large number of strong men took action at the same time. The heavy magic circle above the mansion could not withstand the attacks of so many strong men, and it collapsed and disintegrated in an instant.
Once the magic circle is broken, the strong men from both camps will face each other.
"Do it, kill!!" His Highness the Sixth Prince also shouted sharply.
In an instant, many powerful men in His Highness's camp also moved, including the Purple Blood Battalion.
The Purple Blood Battalion is indeed the most elite force in the hands of His Highness Sixth Prince. The strong men of the Purple Blood Battalion are not only powerful individually, they are also well-trained and know how to cooperate with each other. Although this small Purple Blood Battalion only has more than forty people
A strong man, but the fighting power that burst out instantly was extremely tyrannical.
As soon as the powerful men from both sides came into contact, the Purple Blood Battalion rushed at the front, like a sharp knife, rushing directly into the third prince's camp, and then began to slaughter wantonly. The third prince's camp was instantly torn apart by the impact of the Purple Blood Battalion.
Then a fierce melee began.
"kill!!"
"kill!!"
The shouts of killing were astonishing, and nearly 600 true saints from both camps were fighting in a heartless manner.
Jian Wushuang, His Highness Sixth Prince, Mu Qing, Xie Master, Huan Shui, Elder Zixing, and Xin Zong have not taken action yet, they just stand in the sky above the mansion and look at the battlefield in front of them.
"Your Highness, the Purple Blood Battalion in your hands is quite powerful. There is obviously a big gap between the lineups of the two sides, but when your Purple Blood Battalion came out, the battlefield was completely even." The evil master looked ahead.
On the battlefield, he smiled casually.
"The Purple Blood Camp is the most elite force in our Zhenwu Kingdom. My father gave this force to me originally, but later my father disappeared and the Zhenwu Kingdom changed drastically. Many sergeants in the Purple Blood Battalion defected, and some were killed by their elders.
The third one has been recruited, and in the past few years, the third son and I have also lost some sergeants during the battle, so there are only a few people left. But even if there are only more than forty sergeants left, the combat strength of the Purple Blood Battalion is still the same.
Very tyrannical!”
"The reason why I have been able to compete with the Third Tribunal all these years is because of the Purple Blood Camp!!" His Highness the Sixth Prince said solemnly, clasping his hands.
The evil master raised his eyebrows and said nothing more.
At this time, in another section of the battlefield, the Long Deacon made a move and rushed directly towards the battlefield.
As soon as Deacon Long moved, Elder Zixing also took action instantly.