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Chapter 130 Six Paths Palace, Hall of Precepts

At the entrance of the hotel is the intersection of two streets, a square of several acres.

More than a dozen disciples from the Six Dao Palace lined up in a row, holding various weapons, and confronted an old man with gray hair and silvery complexion.

The ground was covered with blood, and there were two fair arms that obviously belonged to the woman in a pool of blood.

Behind the disciples of the Six Dao Palace, several gorgeous women and two young men with greasy faces were screaming at the top of their lungs, making roars of no meaning as if they were ghosts.

Among those women, two women lost one left arm and one right arm, which was facing the two arms in the pool of blood.

The gray-haired old man had tears on his face and his eyes were red at the disciples of the Six Dao Palace who were responsible for maintaining the public order in Dalong City.

"Everyone is my fellow disciples, you are my juniors... I won't bully you... get out of here." The old man held a special heavy sword, as thick as a door panel, and pointed his sword hard at the disciples of the Six Dao Palace.

"I just need to kill these... these... vain and ungrateful little bitches." The old man's tears kept falling, dripping from his chin to the ground, and said in a deep voice: "I want to kill them, if you dare to stop them..."

Among the dozen disciples of the Six Dao Palace, several of them were trembling violently. The blue veins on the back of their hands were bulging, and they were obviously shocked by huge force, and their fingers were spasming.

Their skin was extremely dark bronze. According to Wu Tie's guess on the Six Dao Palaces' exercises, these Six Dao Palace disciples were probably at the level of the Chonglou Realm. These old men, silver-white and extremely white, were clearly at the extremely high level of the Chonglou Realm.

The peak of Chonglou Realm?

It is very likely that, just by looking at his body shape, the old man is nearly three meters tall, which is much taller than those disciples of the Six Path Palace.

"Uncle Master... They are your relatives... How can you kill them?" A disciple of the Six Dao Palace stepped forward and said to the old man in a difficult tone: "Also, no killing is allowed in Dalong City. Even if you are the Six Dao Palace, it's not possible."

"Leave them to me and I'll take them out of the city to kill." The old man said in a deep tone: "If you don't kill them, I will never have the shame to see my old brothers... I have no shame to be a human being."

A group of disciples from the Six Dao Palace had to persuade one or two more times. The old man had exhausted his patience. He roared suddenly. The special heavy sword that was almost as high as his body, the sword body was one foot wide, and half a foot thick was swinging suddenly, and a terrifying wind roared.

More than a dozen disciples of the Six Dao Palaces shouted in unison. They also put on a defensive posture and waved their weapons with both hands to greet the old man's heavy sword.

With a loud bang, more than a dozen iron bars forged with fine steel bowls were cut off by a sword. More than a dozen six palace disciples rolled all over the ground like gourds, and were shaken by the huge force and rolled out dozens of meters away.

A few gorgeous women and two young men with greasy heads and flour were exposed to the old man.

The old man stared at several people with cold eyes, raised his heavy sword suddenly, and roared and slashed it down.

The heavy sword folded the air, turned into a black gale wind and accumulated heavily in front of the sword. The gale wind teared the air and made a sharp sound. A black arc light shook out from the sword's tip and slashed straight towards the men and women.

"Senior Brother!" A familiar voice came from afar.

‘Dong’, a giant machete blocked in front of the heavy sword, and the black arc light shattered, and the machete and the heavy sword collided violently together and made a terrifying loud noise.

Circles of wind spread around, but fortunately, many disciples of the Six Path Palace had arrived around. They formed a defensive formation, raised a special heavy tower shield, and formed a heavy defensive array next to the street square.

The strong wind blew the shield wall, making a loud thunder sound, shaking many spectators around who were not strong enough to squirt blood at the same time.

Two monks at least at high level in the Chonglou realm fought. Even if they did not use their full strength, those without strength were not qualified to watch the battle.

If the disciples of the Six Path Palace were not good at dealing with each other, those with weaker strength within a radius would be shocked to death.

"Senior brother, you are crazy. You are in the city and accidentally injured so many business travelers... Can you afford to pay?" Dadao Wang Wu held the machete tightly in his hands, and shouted at the old man with all his energy: "What are you crazy? Look, look, how much money do you have to pay for so many people are injured at this moment?"

Around the intersection square, at least thousands of curious businessmen, pedestrians, and shopkeepers of shopkeepers all fell to the ground and wailed.

Their seven orifices were bleeding, and many people suffered heavy internal injuries and were spitting blood at one mouthful. The injuries were obviously extremely serious.

"If you don't stop me, I will kill them, how could I accidentally hurt them?" The old man laughed in anger, and laughed bitterly while crying: "Wang Wu, you, you, you, you have caused me to suffer."

"Do you? Isn't it? I'm going to pay half of it?" Wang Wu looked at the old man blankly, and suddenly cursed: "Who is the one who is responsible for the patrol of Dalong City today? Why don't you take action? Why is it that I'm unlucky?"

Several silver-white figures fell from the sky. Wu Tie saw that they had long climbed among the stone pillars hanging down from the dome above the Dalong City, watching the old man waved his sword at the men and women without taking action.

It was not until Wang Wu cursed that they carried heavy weapons and jumped down from the sky.

The masters of the Six Dao Palaces are solid and heavy, and the weapons on their bodies are even heavier. When they fall to the ground, they are like several huge rocks hitting down, shaking the surrounding houses.

Wu Tie suddenly understood why hotels in Dalong City have to be made of huge rocks and watered with iron.

If you don’t do this, it depends on the style of these six-Dao Palace masters. How many times can ordinary houses withstand their struggles?

"A few small animals will be killed, and what should we stop our senior brother?" A bald man said coldly: "A few unscrupulous things will be killed... Although we were killed in the street when we were on duty, we would accept the punishment."

"Wang Wu, you stupid guy, why are you stopping your senior brother?" Another man with a fist-thick hair in the middle of the sky spirit cap, tied it into a small whip and drooped to his heels directly cursed at Wang Wu: "You stop your senior brother and protect these small animals, what's the result? I've cheated so many people, how can we end up?"

There were tragic sounds and yells around, and there were also leaders of some caravans... mainly the senior executives of the caravans who lived in the hotel where Wu Tie was. They were also injured. The strongest of them cried and wanted to complain to the senior executives of Liudao Palace.

Unlike the chaotic territory of the Eternal Life Sect, the Six Path Palaces have strict rules and regulations. All disciples and disciples will be severely punished if they make mistakes.

Two disciples of Liudao Palace took action on the street, accidentally injured so many innocent business travelers and residents of Dalong City, and at least thousands of people were seriously injured after the aftermath. This is a crime...

"It's so miserable." Old Bai whispered beside Wu Tie: "Wu Tie, I found out the rules of the Six Dao Palace two days ago. This old man and Wang Wu, they either pay the money or... they can't afford to pay, and they have to sell themselves to pay off their debts... Liu Dao Palace is not used to their own disciples."

Heavy footsteps came from afar, and a group of strong men with silvery complexion and strange brown robes, wrapped around their bodies, exposed their right chest, and had many round scars burned on their heads, strode over them.

These strong men were carrying uniform ring knives behind their backs, holding copper staff, with neat steps, majestic demeanor, majestic face, and hard eyes as hard as iron. More than a dozen men walked out of a momentum of unmoving as mountains and thousands of troops.

"The people from the Six Path Palace, the Lord's Palace. This old man and Wang Wu are in trouble." Old Bai shook his head and said, "These guys who are responsible for the prefecture of Dalong City today are in trouble... Alas, hey, flesh and blood are flying everywhere!"

Before Wu Tie could explain the four words "Feed and Flesh" when he saw the old man, Wang Wu, and the four big men who jumped from a high altitude who were responsible for the rotation of Dalong City today. Six of them dropped their weapons, took off their clothes, and leaned on the ground with their hands holding their heads.

A group of big men from the Precepts Hall strode over, and they didn't say much. They stood beside Wang Wu and the others in groups, swung the copper stick as thick as a sea bowl in their hands, and thrust them at their silver-white big butts with high muscles.

‘dong,dong,dong,dong,dong’, the sound was like thunder, and the sound shook the entire Dalong City. The ground around was trembling. Wu Tie felt that he was constantly being shaken and flew up more than an inch from the ground. It is conceivable how strong the hands of these big men were, and how badly Wang Wu and the others were beaten.

No matter how strong Wang Wu and the others are, the faint light flashed on the copper rod, which clearly blessed a special ban.

After the three sticks fell, Wang Wu and his butts were beaten red. When the six sticks fell, they were beaten to the point of skin and flesh, and blood continued to splatter around as the copper stick fell.

After the twelve staff were down, Wang Wu and the others had already gritted their teeth and roared in a low voice. Their buttocks were beaten to pieces, and every staff was down with minced meat sprayed far away.

After almost twenty sticks, the white-haired old man fainted. Four big men who were beaten at the same time screamed at Wang Wu at the top of their lungs: "Wang Wu, I'm in you-old mother... You've cheated us badly!"

One of the skin was roughly silver, but there were large light golden spots in the silver color. A pair of eyes lingered in golden light, and the thin old man with a strict breath came step by step.

The old man also carried a ring knife on his back, holding a copper rod that was much thinner and shorter than the hands of those big men. He was carved with some patterns on it. He stood in the square and bowed deeply to the surroundings.

"Everyone, this is the fault of my disciples in the Six Path Palace. If you have any mistakes, you must be punished."

"For your decoction and medicine, please go directly to the Six Dao Palace Station in Dalong City to apply for it. Six Dao Palace will also pay a special compensation to compensate you for all your expenses during your recovery period, and even delay the late payment fee for caravan operation."

"The Six Path Palace, the Great Dragon Realm, and the Great Dragon City are all places where rules are provided. Rules cannot be abolished. Today's matter is that the Six Path Palace is not restraining disciples. Please continue to travel to the Great Dragon Realm in the future. Do not have any other misunderstandings about my Six Path Palace."

Whether it was the business trips around or the residents of Dalong City, everyone bowed to the old man and returned the greetings.

The old man walked slowly to the four men who were tied up and beaten, looked at them coldly for a long time, and nodded slowly: "You are not on duty, and you should be punished severely... However, you are protecting your senior brother and the disciples of the Six Dao Palace protect each other. This is a good thing, as a reward..."

"Today's punishment for the stick is a punishment. After recovering from the injury, go to the Six Path Meditation Cave to meditate for three days. This is a reward. Well, there's nothing you have to do, get out."

The four big men were trembling violently, and they got up with difficulty, grabbed their clothes and wrapped in their bloody buttocks, and walked to the side step by step. They did not "get out", but stood aside and looked at Wang Wu and the white-haired old man worriedly.

The old man walked up to Wang Wu and looked down at Wang Wu for a while.

Wang Wu looked like a scoundrel, stared at the old man and said viciously: "Tell me, do you have to beat me and punish me? I am your only son. I have the will to kill me. You are the immortal son and grandson..."

The old man knocked Wang Wu's head with a stick, and with a loud "bang", he knocked Wang Wu unconscious.

"Idiots are idiots... It's useless to reason with you." The old man said coldly: "Wang Wu blocks the Iron Sword and kills people, which is a good thing... but taking action in the city is a stupid thing. Therefore, Wang Wu bears half of all the compensation amount."

The old man snorted coldly: "I have no choice but to teach a fool. I should also bear this guilt. Afterwards, I will naturally apologize to the palace master, but in full view of everyone, I should also be punished."

The old man stretched out his left hand and hit the short staff with his right hand hard.

With a "click", the old man's left arm bone was broken by a blow, and his arm bone became strangely twisted.

Wu Tie and others were dumbfounded and felt a chill in their hearts... The people from the Six Dao Palaces... The old man said that Wang Wu was a fool. Mr. Wu Tie felt that the old man seemed to have less brain size.

The disciples of these Six Path Palaces... No wonder they are qualified to become the mortal enemies of the evil demons of the Eternal Life Sect.

Madman is the most suitable thing to evil devils.

The old man slowly walked to the old man named Tie Dajian. He looked down at the fainting Tie Dajian and muttered quietly: "You and I are about age. Your master is my senior brother. I am your junior uncle, but I can't take good care of you... I still want to apologize to the palace master. Today's matter, I, and your close uncles and uncles, can't escape any of them..."

"That's true, your sins are extremely serious. You have to pay for this half of the compensation, especially if you kill people in the street, although you didn't kill them... It also violated the precepts of this palace... It's not easy to discuss. From today on, you will not be a disciple of the Six Path Palace."

The old man sighed, turned around and looked at the men and women who were shivering on the ground and shivering, and his two withered eyebrows frowned suddenly.

"Well, I am not my disciple of the Six Dao Palace. I am not in charge of you... You have been hurt by my disciple of the Six Dao Palace. The Six Dao Palace will compensate you with a share of money. This matter will be revealed."

"However, you have offended my disciples of the Six Dao Palace... From today on, you will not be allowed to live in the jurisdiction of the Six Dao Palace."

"In one day, get out of the Six Pagoda Palace, otherwise... there will be no mercy to kill!"
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