The strongest brother system

Chapter 240 Two Choices
The old man with white beard heard the words, but his face was full of grief and indignation.

"Humans, everything we do is to protect our homeland, what's wrong with that!"

The group of monsters beside him were also commotions when they heard the words, and frequently let out angry low growls, the threat was beyond words.Coupled with the grief and indignation of the white-bearded old man at the front, he looked like a weakling forced to resist.

Seeing this, Han Lingsha next to him recalled the experience of the Huai Yao clan, and couldn't help but feel a little bit unbearable.

"Ziying, I think they are quite pitiful, or..."

However, she was interrupted by Murong Ziying raising her hand only halfway through her words.

Murong Ziying quietly looked at the Huai Yao clan in front of her, her expression unchanged, and the light of the fairy sword in her hand was still bright.

"Don't make generalizations to cover up the violent nature of your demon race. You are right to protect your homeland, but you didn't take a relatively soft attitude to negotiate. Instead, you wanted to use violence to achieve your goals. From this point, we can see the brutal nature of your family."

Speaking of this, the light blue true energy on Murong Ziying's body circulated a little faster, and the aura she exuded also became stronger.

"But as you said just now, you didn't feel any guilt or regret for accidentally injuring someone's life. You just ignorantly emphasized your helplessness and blamed it on human beings. It's clear that you want to bully me and others who are not experienced in the world, delusional Let’s generalize, and let’s just let this matter go.”

Having said that, his eyes became a little colder, and he continued.

"The monster of the mountains and the wild, but relying on the pity of the heaven and the earth to give birth to spiritual wisdom, wants to use this to deceive us, it is really hateful!"

The disgust between the words has already become apparent.

The white-bearded old man looked at the increasingly intense sword light in his hand, suppressed his anger and gritted his teeth.

"Then according to what you said, it's wrong for my Huai Yao clan to hurt people, isn't it wrong for you humans to demand too much?"

Murong Ziying smiled coldly and said.

"They are all wrong, but let's not say that the crimes they committed did not warrant death. Even if it is a capital crime, someone will punish them relatedly. It is absolutely not your turn to be a mere monster. I wait for the fairy Family cultivator, the worst thing to do is to see such brutal acts."

After finishing speaking, Murong Ziying waved the fairy sword in his hand, and at the same time the light blue light radiated, five sword lights continuously surrounded his body, and the light blue sword light flowed, emitting waves of heart-pounding true essence fluctuation.

"Now, you have two choices."

The aura on his body was still rising, and some of the smaller Huai Yao were pressed down, a little breathless, and let out low growls uneasily.

Ignoring the low growls of the Huai Yao, Murong Ziying's expression remained unchanged, and she slowly said the choice she had given.

"First, hand over the few Huai Yao who hurt people, and I will kill them by the sword with my own hands, so as to comfort the spirits of the dead."

As soon as these words came out, all the Huai Yao roared angrily. Some of the larger Huai Yao couldn't hold back their impulse and wanted to rush out of the group, but the raised right hand of the white-bearded old man stopped them.

His complexion was also very ugly, and his slightly trembling body showed the anger in his heart. As the most authoritative patriarch of the Huai Yao clan, he was forced to call out the younger generation of his clan. It is an unbearable humiliation.But for the sake of the overall situation, he still forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and continued to listen.

"What about the second option?"

The white-bearded old man calmed down his breath slightly, and asked in a deep voice.

Murong Ziying saw all the turmoil in the opposite Huai Yao group, but the expression on her face did not change, and said the second choice in a calm tone.

"Secondly, I will use the fairy sword in my hand to face your entire Huai Yao family alone. If you can kill me, then your family will also gain life. And if you are all defeated, I will use this sword in my hand The Dragon Chanting Sword with a jade handle will slaughter all of your Huai Yao clan, and between the ups and downs of the sword light, those few Huai Yao who hurt people will definitely not be able to escape."

As soon as these words came out, the field was already silent. Whether it was Huai Yao's side or Liu Mengli standing behind Murong Ziying, they all looked at Murong Ziying surrounded by light blue sword light in shock. .

The difference is that the eyes of the three of Liu Mengli are full of astonishment, while the eyes of the Huai Yao clan's monsters have already started to flash red. Such a naked threat has made their anger reach a critical point. All they need is an order from the patriarch. It will suddenly pounce, tearing the human beings in front of it to pieces.

The white-bearded old man who was the patriarch of the Huai Yao clan was already trembling with anger at his words, and the green demonic aura also overflowed, blowing his white beard and white eyebrows flying.

Under the rage, he laughed back in anger.

"You actually want to fight against my entire Huai Yao family with one person's strength, boy, did you become insane in your training in the sect, and you actually uttered such crazy big words?"

While speaking, he slammed the green rattan cane on the ground in his hand, and a gust of wind suddenly centered on him and spread out towards the surroundings, blowing the cave suddenly into flying sand and rocks, the aura was turbulent, and his profound cultivation was reflected Incisively and vividly, the Huai Yao on the side saw this, lowered their heads one after another, and uttered respectful growls.

Han Lingsha on the side had limited knowledge of monsters in the world before this, and suddenly saw the old man with white beard showing such power, she couldn't help worrying about Murong Ziying, her little hands couldn't help but her eyes were full of tension.

Seeing this, Liu Mengli at the side smiled slightly, reached out to hold her hand and patted it, comforting her.

"Don't worry, Senior Brother Ziying will be fine."

When Han Lingsha heard this, she couldn't help asking curiously.

"This old man with a white beard looks very powerful, Meng Li, aren't you worried?"

Liu Mengli shook her head with a smile and continued.

"Don't worry, although this old locust demon looks very imposing, it may be more than enough to deal with ordinary monks, but if it is Senior Brother Ziying, it is far from enough."

And as her words fell, the situation on the field changed suddenly.

Seeing the demon power erupting from the old locust tree demon, arousing his aura to shock everyone, Murong Ziying, who was opposing him, raised his eyebrows and smiled, with the light blue dragon chant on the jade handle in his hand, sliding slowly to one side, The brilliance seems to cause transparent ripples in the weight of space.

Accompanied by the spread of the ripples, the five radiant lightsabers slowly fluttered around his body, and the sharp sword energy began to spread, but in an instant, the emerald green monster belonging to his side in this wide space All the energy was shaken away, making the originally oppressive atmosphere suddenly relaxed, as if returning to the initial situation of the confrontation between the two sides.

Seeing this, Han Lingsha couldn't help but her eyes lit up, she looked at Liu Mengli and said in surprise.

"Wow, that's really the case, Meng Li, you are really amazing!"

Liu Mengli smiled, shook her head and said.

"It's just because the master taught some common sense about cultivation by the way when he was teaching Mengli the Immortal Sword Art. It's nothing special."

Mentioning her master whom she hadn't seen for many years, Liu Mengli's eyes flashed with sadness, and then regained her mood the next moment, and continued to speak.

"Actually, no matter whether you are a monk of the Xianmen or a big monster of the Yaozu, there is a cyclical and gradual division of realms. It's just that you are new to practice and have not received relevant explanations. I will make a long story short and introduce it to you casually."

(End of this chapter)