Among the four top powers, except for the Cangtian Palace, which has not expressed its stance, the Creation Immortal Palace, the Nine Heavens Immortal Kingdom and the Soul Refining Divine Sect are all vaguely on Qin Xuan's side.
And so is depression.
The saint of the Wuxiang Sword Sect's face was extremely cold, but he was not resigned to it. He continued to look in the direction of Cangtian Temple and asked loudly: "Where is Cangtian Temple, do you think this matter is over?"
Cangtian Fang was seriously injured by Qin Xuan and Chu Feng. He didn't believe that Cangtian Palace could let it go.
"Of course it can't end here, there should be a result." The saint of Cangtian Palace said indifferently. The bloodline in the main body of their young palace was sealed, and he was almost reduced to a useless person. This was simply a shame and humiliation. How could they let him go like this!
"Okay!" A sneer appeared on the corner of the Wuxiang Sword Sect's saint's mouth, and then he looked at Jiang Tianxing and the others, and said: "This person is wanted by our two major forces. Since you three are casual cultivators, just leave here.
Act like nothing happened."
"Leave just like that?" A coldness flashed in Bai Dan's eyes, and he couldn't help but sneered: "We will wait for the lower world to come, and you want to send us away with just one sentence. Do you think you are looking down on us?"
The saint of the Wuxiang Sword Sect did not respond, as if he acquiesced in Bai Dan's words.
The two top forces have reached an agreement, which is enough to decide the final outcome. As long as the other major forces don't intervene, the three saints in front of them will not be enough in front of them.
They can let the saints who remain in the sect rush over now, and by then, their numbers will be able to overwhelm the opponent.
Jiang Tianxing and Bai Dan looked indifferent. They naturally knew what the other party had in mind. In order to kill Qin Xuan, it could be said that they would use any means to kill Qin Xuan. They actually wanted to bully others, and they simply lost the face of the big power!
"I have a word to say."
Just at this moment, a hoarse voice came out, and the space suddenly became quiet. Countless people looked at each other for a moment, and looked in the direction of the voice, and found that the person who spoke was actually the white-haired old man.
From beginning to end, the white-haired old man never said a word, and this was the first sentence he said.
"Grandpa Wei." Mu Jinyu looked at the white-haired old man. Grandpa Wei's name was Wei Ding, and he was the astrologer who followed her father.
"What do you have to say?" The saint of the Wuxiang Sword Sect looked at Wei Ding and asked in a calm tone. Apparently seeing that the other party was older, he didn't take it seriously.
"Your Excellency, you are going too far." Wei Ding looked at the other party and said calmly: "This Shura Hell is a training ground for young people. Conflicts are inevitable. Defeat can only mean that your skills are inferior to others, but you have to use your sect.
Wouldn't it be ridiculous to use force to eradicate the roots?"
"Since ancient times, strength determines everything. If the truth is useful, so many people will not die in vain." The saint of the Wuxiang Sword Sect responded calmly. He admitted that doing so was indeed against morality, but he still had to do it.
Those who have reached the realm of saints in practice have their own way, and they will not think that their way is wrong. No matter how much others persuade them, their hearts will not be shaken.
"It seems that I can't persuade him anymore." Wei Ding finally sighed, but the next moment, a terrifying edge flashed in his turbid eyes, as if he was no longer a dying old man, but a peerless person.
The unparalleled strong man has a supreme aura emanating from his body, covering the boundless space.
When they felt the aura emanating from Wei Ding, the faces of countless people present changed, and their hearts trembled wildly. What a terrifying pressure!
"Third level!" A look of horror suddenly appeared in the eyes of the saint of the Wuxiang Sword Sect, as if it was unbelievable that this old man who had been standing there quietly turned out to be a third-level saint!
The saints present at the scene from all the major forces are all first-level. They are not considered to be the top power among their respective forces, so they are sent to the Asura Hell. After all, most of them here are Emperor Realm figures. They only serve as a deterrent.
, generally won’t take action.
The third-level saints, no matter what force they are in, are definitely the top combat power. They are two realms higher than them. They are much stronger than them. Squeezing them to death is like squeezing an ant to death.
Qin Xuan looked at Wei Ding and felt very shocked in his heart. He didn't expect that such a strong man would come to save him, but he didn't know why. Could it be that Jiang Tianxing and the others invited help?
"Now, do you still insist on the idea just now?" Wei Ding looked at the saint of the Wuxiang Sword Sect and asked, although his tone was calm, it made people feel a vague threat. No one would doubt it.
If a saint from the Wuxiang Sword Sect dared to say no even half a word, he would probably perish on the spot.
"Senior's words are serious. If senior wants to take him away, I have nothing to say." The saint of the Wuxiang Sword Sect cupped his hands and said, his attitude toward senior was completely different from before.
"Old fox!" Many people couldn't help but sarcastically say in their hearts. This guy really knew where the wind came from. He immediately changed his face when the situation was not right. He even called the other party "senior", as if he had forgotten his previous attitude.
"Okay, does anyone else have any opinions?" Wei Ding asked the crowd again, looking towards Cangtian Temple intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was asking them.
The saint who spoke before in Cangtian Temple had an extremely ugly face, and felt his face burning. Naturally, he did not dare to say no. In the hands of a third-level saint, there were ten thousand ways to kill him.
"Since no one objects, I will take that person away."
Wei Ding spoke calmly, and then he looked at Qin Xuan below. The sharpness in his eyes disappeared instantly, replaced by a kind and gentle look, and he said with a smile: "My little friend, come with me."
"Thank you, senior, for saving your life." Qin Xuan bowed respectfully, then stepped forward towards Jiang Tianxing and the others. Chu Feng and others naturally followed.
"How did the two seniors know that I was in danger?" Qin Xuan looked at Jiang Tianxing and Bai Dan and asked in confusion.
"I'll tell you when I get back. Get out of here first," Jiang Tianxing said.
"Okay." Qin Xuan nodded. This is indeed not the place to talk.
So the group of people left here openly. The strong men from various forces looked at their leaving figures, and their faces were quite embarrassed. Unexpectedly, they mobilized troops to come, not only did they not cause Qin Xuan any loss, but they also caused themselves to lose face.
This is simply shooting yourself in the foot.
"Finally, we left safely." Mu Jinyu's expression softened a lot, and she felt relieved, but she was still a little scared. If Grandpa Wei and the others hadn't arrived, Qin Xuan would have died today.
"Mu Jinyu, you must give me an explanation for this matter." A cold voice came, and the person who spoke was none other than Yi Ji. Today, for the sake of the overall situation, he did not attack Mu Jinyu on the spot, but it does not mean that this matter will be like this.