Chapter 108 The Sword Trial Conference ended
"Katun, Kuoka beg for that fundraising!"
Ye Hao redeems ten thousand seals in the system mall for one second, and can make ten thousand seals in one second, and almost instantly used the Fire Escape and the Fireball Technique.
Ye Hao sprayed out a ball of fireball with great lethality from his mouth and rushed straight to Bai Mu.
Seeing this, Bai Mu kicked the ground with his legs and retreated wildly. The exaggerated fireball suddenly pounced on the air and disappeared between the world.
Ye Hao had already achieved the cultivation of pills, so he flew directly to the air, took a few steps in the air, and came to Wanyan Xiatong in the blink of an eye.
"Isn't that Master Ye? Why did he come?"
"What uncle Ye? It's clearly Demon Ye!"
"Yes, he has done a lot of things to bully men and dominate women recently."
The disciples outside the field muttered.
When Li Bumian heard the words, he thought he was a tough character. Unexpectedly, after a closer look, it turned out to be Ye Hao, the looser. Li Bumian found it a little funny.
Ye Hao frowned when he saw Wanyan Xiatong's broken arm. He still liked this woman more.
"Bai Mu, you have defeated Wanyan Xiatong, proving that you have broken your heart and thoughts have been cleared. I think it should be enough."
Ye Hao said lightly.
Bai Mu, who was in a madness, ignored the deaf ears. He was wearing a black helmet and could not see his expression. He only showed a pair of scarlet red eyes. He waved the Dragon-Slaying Sword and slashed at Ye Hao.
Ye Hao frowned and shook his head and sighed. He originally planned to come to help and find his face for Wanyan Xiatong, but things changed. The reason why he was not angry with Bai Mu was because when he was investigating Bai Mu's background, he discovered an extremely terrifying event.
Ye Hao looked at Bai Mu who was slashing at him, and did not hide or avoid him, but said, "Bai Mu, you may not know the recent situation of your Bai family. The Bai family... is no longer in the world."
Just as the Dragon-Slaying Sword was about to slash Ye Hao's head, Bai Mu suddenly regained his mind, the redness on his pupils gradually dissipated, and he returned to Qingming.
At this moment, all the injuries on his body burst out at this moment, blood plasma surged between the gaps in the armor, and endless pain surged into his heart, but Bai Mu did not say a word.
"What did you say?"
Bai Mu asked word by word, his voice trembling with a hint of trembling.
Ye Hao took a deep breath and said with his eyes flashing: "A month ago, your brother Bai Li, in order to practice a kind of evil technique and improve his qualifications, slaughtered all the people in the Bai family, whether they were the direct line or the branch line, and none of them were left behind."
Bai Mu's body trembled suddenly, and his voice squeaked: "Bai Li... I have never heard of this name! I don't remember having such a brother!"
Ye Hao shook his head and sighed, "I don't know this."
Bai Mu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he ignored the useless man Wanyan Xiatong. His figure was shaking. Without saying a word, he carried the Dragon-Slaying Sword and fled outside the martial arts field. He was anxious and wanted to return to the Bai family as quickly as possible to verify what Ye Hao said.
When he left, Bai Mu looked at Li Bumian with a meaningful look, but in just a moment, he turned his head and fled outside the sect like crazy.
Everyone was shocked when they heard the conversation between the two. Looking at Bai Mu's leaving back, they all looked sighing. If what Ye Hao said was true, then Bai Mu would be hit by a desperate blow!
Wanyan Xiatong's eyes were dim, she covered the wound of her broken arm, looked at the direction of Bai Mu's departure, and felt mixed feelings in her heart.
The ten peak masters did not stop Bai Mu from leaving. Although he had violated the rules of leaving the sect without authorization, Bai Mu's situation was already extremely special, and I'm afraid he was not in the mood to register the sect.
Seeing this, Nangong Cheng corrected his expression and announced: "Okay, the sword test meeting has ended. The ranking has been decided. I will go to the outer gate hall at noon tomorrow to receive the reward and notify you of your belongings."
The winner of the sword test conference is not the disciples who choose the peak master, but the masters who choose the disciples. Otherwise, everyone will move closer to the peak master who is the most blocked, or the most beautiful Song Shiyun.
After all the disciples of the martial arts venue saluted respectfully to the ten peak masters, they scattered like birds and beasts and left.
Li Bumian took back the speaker and looked at Bai Mu's departure and smiled slightly. He did not make an appointment with the eldest disciple of Qingzhu Peak at this time. It would not be too late to clean up such garbage.
The annual sword test conference came to an end in a hurry because of Bai Mu's fuss.
Under Lu Changfeng's unkind gaze, Li Bumian and Jiang Hua returned to Changyang Peak together.
Song Shiyun and Chiyun Boy were flying while talking.
"Master, then Wu Ji..."
Song Shiyun licked her lips and said, "I am already from my Piaomiao Peak, and the other old guys can't compete with me."
Chi Yun bowed his fists and said respectfully: "That disciple has thanked Master Wu for Junior Brother Wu."
Song Shiyun smiled sweetly and touched Chiyun's boy's hair. I have to say that this little boy had found an excellent prey for herself.
Soon Song Shiyun's expression suddenly became dark, and she sighed in her heart: "I don't know what will happen to that boy Bai Mu..."
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Lingyun Peak, in the Hall of Conventions.
On the majestic conference table, thirteen elders sat in a solemn manner. As for the superior position of the dragon head, the position of the great elder Chen Dehou was.
"Great Elder, the sect leader has not yet come out of seclusion, how should Nie Xiaorou decide what happened?"
"This matter must be cut off the mess quickly. The sect only knows that there are three chief disciples, but they still don't know the existence of Nie Xiaorou. If this matter is exposed, where will the Lingyun Sect face be?"
"Although my Lingyun Sect is not that kind of pedantic sect, the identity of a fairy woman is too sensitive, right?"
The thirteen elders of the Elders' House discussed in a verbal manner, some of whom had objections, but some had contrary positions.
An old woman said, "I don't think so. That woman is a perfect woman. She can only be considered a singer. She is talented and evil. Although Lingyun Sect can now compete with the five famous sects, there are no such things as genius."
Several elders around him also agreed with the old woman's words. The Elders' Court's attitude towards Nie Xiaorou was almost mixed, and it was up to Chen Dehou to decide.
But cold sweat oozed from Chen Dehou's forehead, his hands closed and pressed against his chin, and his face looked worried.
Many elders were shocked and had never seen Chen Dehou look so disobedient!
Chen Dehou remembered that when he was outside the suburbs of the Dayan Dynasty, he allowed the disciples of Nanyang Sect to kill Nie Xiaorou. Unexpectedly, the entire army of Nanyang Sect was wiped out and only one female disciple escaped. According to the female disciple, a man who claimed to be the Lord of the Blood-Borrowing Pavilion came to help.
If it were three months ago, Chen Dehou would have smiled at the blood-torming Pavilion Master, and he would have driven Nie Xiaorou away, but now the situation is different.
Chen Dehou's eyes were solemn and said seriously: "You must have heard of the name of the Blood-Born Pavilion."
The elders present were all shocked. The name of the Blood-Borrowing Pavilion had already spread throughout the southern region. The cultivation world was full of wind and rain, and the scattered cultivator world was even undercurrents. The rumor that I don’t know who made up has even spread to Zhongzhou.
But many elders didn't understand. Now that they were discussing Nie Xiaorou's affairs, what was the point of Chen Dehou suddenly mentioning the bloody abuse of the Pavilion?
"Of course we have heard of the Blood Forgive Pavilion. I wonder what the Great Elder meant to mention this?"
Chen Dehou frowned, and the wrinkles on his face squeezed together, looking a little haggard.
"Nie Xiaorou has a connection with the blood-torming Pavilion Master."
Chen Dehou said slowly.
boom!
This sentence was like a bolt from the blue, exploding into the minds of everyone present.
"Contact! What to contact!?"
“Relationship or?”
"If you do this..."
Chen Dehou stretched out his palm and made a gesture of silence, and the audience calmed down.
There was a solemn look in the hall of convention, all waiting for Chen Dehou's following.
Chen Dehou took a deep breath, and his already old face withered a little again.
"Nie Xiaorou will be the chief disciple of Lingyun Sect in the future. She must not be neglected at all. The cultivation resources must be tilted towards her and treated equally with the other three chief disciples. As for what she said to the outside world... As far as Elder Yao said, Nie Xiaorou is a genius."
Chen Dehou's expression was solemn, and the deterrence of the huge pit of thousands of miles was really terrible.
No one knew that the initiator of the giant pit was not Li Bumian, but another man, which made Li Bumian have benefited.
Chapter completed!