Cultivation of Immortality

Quan Zhong's tragic look made Mo Hui a little panicked. When he saw Lang Xing coming towards him, he couldn't help but look at his senior brother. At this time, he didn't have the courage to face Lang Xing alone.

"Wuzhen's disciples can be killed and not humiliated!" Mo Guang's eldest disciple couldn't bear it and shouted. Everyone suspected that it was the little devil who killed Mo Guang, but they couldn't provide any evidence. Now how dare this little brat from Zixiao Palace do it The Wuzhen Sect is so arrogant in front of the mountain gate. If he were to slap Mo Hui in front of his home, the Wuzhen Sect would be even more embarrassed than the Wuji Sect.

"Too outrageous! Kill him!"

"Fight!"

"Fight it!!"

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Seeing that Mo Hui was about to meet Quan Zhong's fate, everyone in the Wuzhen Sect became anxious. For a moment, war clouds rolled in the sky, and the light on the ground shone. Everyone mobilized their treasures to kill him one after another!

The reason why there are "one after another" instead of swarming up is because there are not so many people who dare to risk their lives because they are anxious. Most people are cowards even if they are anxious. This is not only true of Wuzhen Sect, but also in the world. Standing in The person facing them is the Seven Immortals of Zixiao Palace, and attacking him will never end well.

There are only two kinds of people who take the lead in rushing forward. One is a person who lives a very unsatisfactory life and already despises his life, such as those disciples of Yaoguang. The other is an idiot. It sounds like they have blood, but in fact they have little blood. It's because of stupidity that a truly bloody person can't survive in a place like Wuzhen Sect.

Finally, they were angered, and Lan Yin had to run up to protect Lang Xing again. She held a sharp sword and activated the defensive treasures. Her eyes were filled with panic and despair. She was scared to death but did not flinch, just like what happened here back then. In that battle, Lonely ran to the front of the battle and knelt down to beg the Three Souls Immortal Lord to let Xun Yi go. She was weak but responsible. This is the power of good and the power of love!

An inexplicable warmth rose from the bottom of her heart, and Lanyin's fear-filled heart quickly calmed down. This made her feel very strange. The enemy was about to rush in front of her, but she couldn't get anxious or panic. Perhaps such weird scenes only occur in dreams. Before she could figure out what was going on, Lang Xing slowly walked around from behind her and stood in front of her.

The one who rushed at the front was Mo Guang's third disciple Qing Deng. He shot out a black light as he rushed. This kid was determined to kill Lang Xing. Following closely behind him was his senior brother Su Deng. What he struck out was a long knife burning with flames.

Langxing just stood there with his hands behind his back calmly, with a touch of disdain in his expression. If you look carefully, you can see a little happiness. For various reasons, he didn't want to kill the evil people in the world, but he was very happy that they could jump out and die on their own. The more, the better.

The black light passed away halfway, the long knife also fell on the way, and several treasures that came from behind were also shot down.

Su Deng was knocked to the ground, Qing Deng was knocked backwards, and those following them froze in place with stunned expressions.

It was not Lang Xing who took action, but Mo Yao.

"Bastard! Get them all back!" Mo Yao scolded the disciples with a livid face. Back then, the little devil robbed him of his Purple Sun Sword and Shining Light. Not only did he not dare to complain, he was even very happy. He felt lucky in his heart. In his feelings, that time was like being in a ghost. After walking around the gate, how could he dare to provoke Zixiao Palace? Besides, as the head of Wuzhen Sect, he could learn more confidential information. Lang Xing was right. With people like Quanzhen and Mo Yao, In comparison, Quan Zong, Quan Zhong, Mo Yao and others can only be regarded as small fish and shrimps.

Everyone was dumbfounded. Many people expected that Mo Yao would come forward to stop him. As the head of Wuzhen Sect, if he saw the Immortal Lord of Zixiao Palace die at the hands of his own people, his work as the head would be over. , but no one expected that he would stop him in this way. The attack was too heavy. Su Deng and Qing Deng were beaten with blood spurting out from their mouths. It would take hundreds of years for them to recover. As for using such a cruel attack, ? This is too disgraceful to Wuzhen Sect.

What made them feel even more outrageous was that this was not the end of it. After Mo Yao scolded them, he actually said to Lang Xing with a servile smile: "Little junior brother, please don't be angry. It's my incompetence in discipline that makes them such bastards." , and then I will punish them severely for saying this to my junior brother."

Lang Xing showed no gratitude at all, and without even looking at him, he used a burst of spiritual power to grab Su Deng who was lying on the ground. He looked at him with eyes filled with resentment and said, "You can kill but not humiliate." Is that what you shouted? Are you worthy of saying this?”

Su Deng could hear the implication of this sentence and involuntarily avoided Lang Xing's gaze. He certainly couldn't answer that he was not worthy. If he answered that he was worthy, he would have no choice but to die.

Lang Xing didn't want to spare him, and sneered: "I'll treat you as worthy. Now that you have been humiliated, I will fulfill your wish. I hope you shouted that from the bottom of your heart." After that, he threw him back to the ground. The bones in Deng's body were smashed to pieces but he did not die immediately. He let out a miserable wail from below. The most severe torture was this - giving the mortals a little time to taste the bitter fruit and letting them die in both physical and mental pain.

Mo Yao looked embarrassed, but he still had to force out a smile. No one from the Wuzhen Sect dared to make a fuss anymore. They all looked at all this with pain in their eyes. The remaining sense of glory as the nine sects was revealed. Xing was thrown away so casually that he disappeared into thin air. What kind of Nine sects could it be if he was humiliated like this? ! How can I have the dignity to go out and show off my power in the future?

"It's good that Junior Brother has vented his anger. Anyway, I will never let him go. Okay, Junior Brother, calm down and don't scare my nephew Lan Yin." Amid Su Deng's wailing, Mo Yao consoled Lang Xing with a smile.

Before he finished speaking, Qing Deng vomited blood again. This time he was scared. Everyone could understand that since Mo Yao said so, it was inevitable to execute Qing Deng. Their leader was determined to please him with the blood of his disciples.

"Don't be afraid." Lang Xing turned his head and smiled warmly at Lan Yin. He didn't want to pay attention to Mo Yao, but it was too unreasonable for him to keep smiling and ignore him, so he had to respond in this way.

The warm current in his heart was still there. Lan Yin was not afraid, but she was completely confused, with confusion and confusion in her eyes.

Lang Xing looked at Mo Hui again and walked towards him leisurely. It seemed that it was not over yet and he still refused to let Mo Hui go.

Mo Hui was really panicked at this moment, and cast a pleading look to Mo Yao in fear. He still couldn't believe that such a situation would occur. In front of his own house, with hundreds of Wuzhen Sect disciples staring at him covetously, Lang Xing beat Quan Zhong into a pig's head and smashed Su Deng to death, and he did it calmly. He also suspected that this was a dream, but even if it was a dream, he was so scared that he could only give in and protect himself, because the demon that came over was too scary, and Su Deng was still wailing, and the creepy wailing made people feel creepy.