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Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Two

If you want to talk about the latest trends in the Southern Region, Blood Forge Pavilion is a well-deserved focus. Almost everyone knows the cultivation world of the Southern Region. Even Zhongzhou and even other places can vaguely hear these three words. Although it has been two or three months since the storm of Blood Forge Pavilion, it is still the topic of the monks.

The southern region is in turmoil and undercurrents are surging. There are constant rumors in the scattered cultivator world, saying that blood abuses the Pavilion Master, his cultivation is sensible and unifying the southern region, and he can resist the power of the Senluo Sword Lord!

The Yinfeng Sect’s huge pit was still there and it was still unmoved. This is the most powerful shock!

The Yin-Yang Sect Master felt his scalp numb, and he clasped his fists to Li Bumian, and asked calmly: "Who is your lord?"

Li Bumian's face wearing a mask was not visible, but he just said coldly: "I am the Master of Bloody Pavilion."

Everyone present took a breath. I wonder where the Yin-Yang Demon Sect provoked this great Buddha. Could it be that the blood-torn Pavilion Master wanted to create a topic?

The Yin-Yang Sect leader was standing upside down, and he didn't dare to mention Li Bumian's breaking of the sect protection formation. He said in a humble and arrogant manner: "It turns out that he is a senior. I wonder what the hell is there to do when I come to my teaching?"

Li Bumian snorted coldly and said, "What's the point of doing with your Yin-Yang Demon Sect posing these two giants?"

The Yin-Yang Sect Master was crowded with fists, and anger flashed in his eyes, but he immediately stopped him. If you break the sect protection formation, can I release the Yin-Yang Double Lord?

"this……"

The Yin-Yang Sect Master was about to explain, but Li Bumian pushed with one hand and an unparalleled powerful force hit the dark giant in the air.

Bang!

There was only a sound of destruction. In the midst of lightning, the black giant suddenly burst into countless water droplets, scattered all over the sky, making continuous ticking sounds, just like a waterfall roaring, all falling into the dry lake, turning into a pool of black water again. The Yin-Yang Demon Sect Taoist guard was backfired and sprayed a mouthful of blood.

The Yin-Yang Sect Master's eyes were dull and he stared at this scene blankly. He couldn't believe that just one blow would destroy the Yin-Zun Dharma Body!

The clear giant, who was in touch with the dark giant's mind, was instantly furious and raised his huge arm that was heavy. The earth was trembling, the air was boiling, and with the momentum of the sky and the earth cracking, it smashed towards Li Bumian.

Li Bumian was not panicked and stretched out his slender fingers and pointed it lightly.

Bang!

The clear giant instantly burst into water droplets, scattering wildly with the dark giant.

Everyone was as if struck by lightning, staring at this miraculous scene in a daze. The two giants turned into Yin-Yang Lake again. The gray lake water slowly changed, peeling away the black and white colors, splitting evenly, half turbid and half clear, gradually returning to dullness.

The Taoist guard of the Yin-Yang Demon Sect spewed out a mouthful of blood again, and the true energy backed down, and the qi and blood rushed to his head, and suddenly fainted.

The Yin-Yang Sect Master and the elders were sweating in a cold sweat, comparable to the peak of the Yin-Yang Twins at the God Transformation. They were instantly defeated and could not even pass by a single move and half a stance. They were already convinced that the person in front of them was the Blood-Borror Pavilion Master.

Song Shiyun let out a long sigh, and all the extra fear in her heart was eliminated. Li Bumian was really a bloody slaughter of the Pavilion Master. It seemed that she could not escape from his palm.

The Yin-Yang Demon Sect has remaining killer moves, but the Yin-Yang Sect leader feels that he can no longer use it. Even if the seventh generation ancestor who has refined the void half-step uses the secret method to advance to the early stage of refining the void and summons the Yin-Yang Dharma image, he may not be able to fight this man.

The Yin-Yang Sect Leader's attitude changed drastically and he immediately began to laugh. His wrinkled face burst into laughter and said humbly: "My Sect is practicing these two giants, haha, yes, it's just practicing, making the Pavilion Master laugh."

Seeing this, the elders changed their minds and agreed to the Yin-Yang Master.

"The leader is right. He has been practicing every day for the past month. It is too difficult to master this giant."

"Yes, these two giants are hard to control. Shoudao's old man couldn't handle it even though he had worked hard."

The Taoist guard of the Yin-Yang Demon Sect may be pissed to death when he heard this.

"The Lord of the Pavilion is a master of spiritual cultivation. It's no problem to knock down these two giants. We have heard of the feats of Yinfeng Sect. Unification of the Southern Region is just around the corner."

"Yes, right, I'm right, Blood torture the Pavilion Master, cultivation is versatile, unify the Southern Region, and can resist the power of the Senluo Sword Lord!"

The elders were smiling, as if they had encountered a happy event, and they were so happy that they couldn't stop talking.

Song Shiyun chuckled twice. Although she was carried in her hand like a package by Li Bumian, she still couldn't help laughing.

Li Bumian's eyelids are sucking wildly. Yin and Yang Demon Sect, don't worry about face?

Li Bumian is not a bloodthirsty person. Tu Mian Yinfeng Sect only wants to make a name for himself. Now that his fame has been made and his publicity is in place, the Yin-Yang Demon Sect does not need to be destroyed, but can be used by himself. Seeing that the Yin-Yang Demon Sect has given up, Li Bumian did not continue to kill.

"Stop talking nonsense, you still don't understand your own situation. As long as you make a sound of the wind, surrender to my blood-torn Pavilion, and unify the great cause of the southern region, you will have a place for you. Yin and Yang Demon Sect, either kneel down or perish."

Li Bumian's voice was dull, as if he was talking about some home-cooking cooking.

The kind-hearted leader of Yin and Yang immediately changed his face, his expression suddenly became cold, his brows frowned, and the elders were silent, waiting for the leader of Yin and Yang to decide.

Song Shiyun sighed, but she didn't expect Li Bumian to be so domineering. She was obviously just a little fairy who was letting herself tease her. Now she has transformed into the legendary character, who wants to compete with the Master of Senluo Sword, and is bloody torture the Lord of Pavilion.

The Yin-Yang Sect leader was undecided and his face was covered with clouds. If he refused, the Yin-Feng Sect was the lesson of the past.

"This matter is serious. Can the Pavilion Master begs for three days and let me teach my students to discuss it?"

The Yin-Yang Sect Master said this.

Li Bumian frowned and slowly raised his fingers. This action made the Yin-Yang Demon Cult retreat suddenly, his face full of fear, and the smell of gunpowder was filled with the air. Everyone was waiting for the battle and was about to break out.

Li Bumian thought for a while, put down his fingers, and everyone in the Yin-Yang Demon Cult breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Bumian said calmly: "It's not impossible to be lenient for three days, but your Yin-Yang Demon Sect wants to hand over someone."

The Yin-Yang Master was stunned when he heard this, not knowing what Li Bumian meant.

"I dare to ask the Pavilion Master, who did I offend the Pavilion Master?"

The Yin-Yang Sect Leader said with some trepidation.

Li Bumian picked up Song Shiyun and said coldly: "Tell me, what's her name?"

Song Shiyun's face under her mask flashed with ecstasy. Unexpectedly, Li Bumian would talk about this matter, and finally gave her the opportunity to punish this bitch.

Song Shiyun lowered her voice to prevent being recognized and said slowly: "Xue Ruyue."

boom!

These three words are like a bolt from the blue that exploded into the mind of the Yin-Yang Master. This person is no one else, but the pearl in his hand, the baby girl who is so painful.

The elders' expressions flashed, and they all looked at the Yin-Yang Master with firm eyes. The meaning of it was self-evident. Whether to let the Yin-Yang Demon Cult be destroyed immediately or to give up the soldiers to protect the car, there is no need to choose at all.

The Yin-Yang Sect Leader trembled with his hands and his body was a little unstable. He staggered back a few steps before he could barely stop himself.

The Yin-Yang Sect Leader swallowed his throat with difficulty, his eyes became hollow. He felt the sky was spinning, and the world in front of him changed, and he fell into the abyss of determination. On one hand, he was his own flesh and blood, and on the other hand, he didn't know how to make a decision on the thousand-year cause of the Demon Sect.

"Take it, or don't?"
Chapter completed!
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