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"Our Taoist Master Huang is already vomiting blood, but you still say that he didn't try his best? Do you have to see him die like Zhuang Master Li before you are satisfied?"

Chu night Ning's black eyebrows were blazing, and he was about to speak again. Suddenly, the Tongtian barrier in front of him suddenly became fierce and fluctuated violently. The palms of all the leaders were wrapped in a blood-red light.

Jiang Xi immediately said: "Concentrate! It's the last layer! It's almost torn!"

"..."

Chu nightning had no intention of arguing with the group of lunatics anymore. He looked back and focused, his hands folded on the barrier, and his powerful spiritual power, filled with raging flames, was suddenly placed into the crack.

There was a loud bang.

The ground shook.

A huge gap opened in the Huangshan barrier, which was eight feet high and could accommodate five people walking side by side.

Xue Zhengyong said happily: "It's opened! The barrier is opened!"

He was close to the crack and immediately put his head to look, but unexpectedly felt a black and red miasma rushing towards his face. He couldn't help shouting "Ouch": "Why is it so smelly?!"

The other monks no longer cared about Bitanzhuang and Jiangdongtang, and rushed over to take a look.

Abbot Xuanjing of Wubei Temple is the most sensitive to this. As soon as he turned the rosary in his hand, he said in a deep voice: "This is a place where corpses accumulate. There are probably more corpses and resentments on this Huangshan Mountain than we imagined." many."

Jiang Xi said with a gloomy face: "It seems that Xu Shuanglin's street rat is indeed nesting on the top of this broken hill." As he spoke, he turned back: "Everyone, listen. Those who were injured before, those who were cowardly, and those who were not Just for show."

When he talked about pretending, his deep and cold eyes glanced at Huang Xiaoyue lying on the ground, and then he sneered almost imperceptibly.

"These people, all stay at the foot of the mountain. The rest, follow me up the mountain."

Xue Meng saw Chu Wanning entering the crack, and immediately rushed to follow, but found that Mo Ran was not by his side. He looked around and found a commotion where Nangong Si was. It turned out that after the grief, the disciples of Bitan Village became more and more hatred, and they all wanted to settle accounts with Nangong Si. Although there is a barrier where Chu Wanning fell, even so, Nangong Si is still surrounded by a group of twisted and ferocious faces, and every bright red tongue is cursing and spitting.

Xue Meng said anxiously: "Mo Ran, what are you doing there? Everyone is going up the mountain, hurry up and follow!"

"You go first and protect Master and Master Mo. If there is any trouble, repay me with flying flowers immediately."

Xue Meng had no choice but to leave first.

At this time, only the people from Bitanzhuang and Jiangdongtang were left at the foot of the mountain. Mo Ran withdrew his gaze from Xue Meng's back and said: "I know how you feel, but the sword manual was not done by Mr. Nangong. If you want to settle the matter, at least wait until you catch Xu Shuanglin."

"These are two different things. Neither Xu Shuanglin nor Nangong Si can escape!"

"That's right! They'll both have to pay!"

Zhen Congming is considered to be a little sane among these people. His eyes are red and he glares at Mo Ran: "Grandmaster Mo, now you are a grandmaster, and your master is also a grandmaster. Is this how your two grandmasters protect sinners and practice favoritism? "

Mo Ran said: "I just want you to discuss the matter openly. If you really want to figure this out, you should follow the rules of the cultivation world and send Xu Shuanglin and others to Tianyin Pavilion for questioning after the matter calms down. The major sects will discuss it together to determine justice. Now, if you rush forward and intend to cut a person into pieces who has no intention of fighting back, what does it mean? "

Zhen Congming: "..."

Someone shouted: "What are the ten sects? Nine! Can Rufeng Sect be considered a sect?"

Zhen Cong suddenly said: "It's eight." There were blood stains on his face, which were left on his face after wiping off his tears for the Master. The blood stains made him look very sad and confused, " There are eight sects. ... Bitan Village has no owner."

"Senior brother..."

He ignored the cries of the junior brothers and slowly turned his head and looked at Mo Ran: "After the Battle of Heavenly Splitting, Master once said that the Peak of Death and Life is still a fair sect. Now it seems that he may have misunderstood Got you."

Mo Ran: "..."

Zhen Congming asked: "Master Mo, do you have to protect these two beasts from the Rufeng Sect today?"

Before Mo Ran could answer, he heard Nangong Si's hoarse voice: "Mo Ran, go away."

Ye Wangxi half-knelt beside Nangong Si and helped him up. It was really hard for her. He didn't cry or feel at a loss, but his voice was hoarse: "Master Mo, go up the mountain. This matter has nothing to do with you."

Mo Ran looked sideways and said: "You worshiped my master, did you worship in vain? Since you are a member of my master, how can you have nothing to do with me?"

Nangong Si: "You——"

Mo Ran turned his head and looked at Zhen Congming's face again. At this time, there were not only people from Bitanzhuang in front of him, but also disciples from Jiangdong Hall who were also surrounding him eagerly.

With the support of two female disciples, Huang Xiaoyue pretended to stagger and walked closer. He gasped, rolled his eyelids, and stared at Mo Ran. Then he waved away the two disciples on his left and right, and with a sharp finger like a dead tree, he said: "I have been influenced by justice in the spiritual world since I was a child. How can I sit back and watch when you behave like this!"

Mo Ran said coldly: "Taoist Master Huang is indeed a model in the world of spiritual cultivation. He was still struggling just now, but in less than a stick of incense, he was able to stand up and start walking the path for heaven. I admire him so much."

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