“Xie Fist Yin He, what do you mean!”
“Qi Xin Sect is doing business, and those who have nothing to do with it will leave.” At this time, a cold voice came.
Sha Xingjian’s face was twisted. Today is the best time to kill Lord Buxiu. If you miss today, it will be difficult to have such a good opportunity again.
However, the Qixin Sect is one of the three sects, six religions and twelve sects, and one of the iron laws of the universe. You must not mess with such a behemoth. Not only will you die, but also anyone you know who has anything to do with you. People, even strangers who have casually said hello to you, will be exterminated.
It was so cruel to offend the three sects, six religions and twelve sects. Even if there was great hatred behind him, he could only endure it at this time.
There is a popular saying in the world: The three sects will destroy their families, the six sects will use the soul lamp, and the twelve sects will be ruthless.
Three in a row!
It’s enough to make people understand that people from the Twelve Sects should never be messed with. The three sects just wiped out the whole family, and the Six Sects only caught me and lit the soul lamp and tortured them for eternity. But the ruthlessness of the Twelve Sects has no limit.
Sha Xingjian turned around and drove the sword light, then flew away. Hundreds of sword cultivators also scattered in all directions. They didn’t even leave in one direction. It was obvious that they were deeply afraid of the Qi Xin Sect.
However, there was no happy expression on the face of the saved Lord.
“Your Majesty.”
boom.
A column of green smoke exploded from the sky, and two people walked out of it.
One person was the evil fist Yinhe who had previously erupted the macroscopic statue. He was thin in stature and was completely opposite to the dozens of feet tall statue.
The other person is a young monk, with starry eyes and sword-shaped eyebrows, an elegant figure, and long hair spread out, moving with the wind. There is a faint black demonic energy wrapped around it, with endless demonic power, and he is not angry but has power.
When Venerable Buxiu saw this young monk, his face twisted a few times. Finally, he stepped forward and bowed down, bowing his head and saying, “I have met the young master of the Qixin Sect.”
Before today, unless the leader of the Qixin Sect came in person, he would never have a good look, just a young sect leader. However, at this moment, having lost the artifact and being seriously injured, the Venerable Fuxiu could only grovel.
The young master of the Qi Xin Sect, whose surname is Zong Mingyu, smiled slightly at this time and said, “Sir, why is it necessary to be so generous? Zong has come here and has no thoughts about the venerable. He just wants to know the whereabouts of Lin Jinghao.”
“this”
“Didn’t the Venerable’s divine weapon be destroyed by Lin Jinghao? The Venerable followed our elder He Yaoguang, but it was clearly seen by our eyes and ears.”
Zon