Six, eight, eight, kill

Han Yiming always thought that Senior Brother Ding was honest and kind, and he was extremely cautious when he spoke, but at this time, he heard a trace of indescribable meaning, and said in his heart: "It turns out that Senior Brother is also the most sharp. Sure enough, Pingbo Daoren's face changed, Ding Wu's words hit the crux of the matter, Huang Jingxuan is still the head of Lingshan at the moment, Ding Wu neither agreed to him leaving, nor did he say that he must stay, Pingbo coaxed on the side, naturally he was to be despised by others. The Pingbo Dao people touched a soft nail in front of Ding Wu, so they had to keep silent. If he didn't say anything, his disciples naturally didn't dare to speak up, and the rest of the people who came with him didn't speak out.

Ding Wudao: "Senior Uncle, have you really thought about it, do you want to leave Lingshan?" The disciples of Lingshan all looked at Huang Jingxuan, expecting him to say "no". Among them were Huang Jingxuan's disciples, and they couldn't believe that the master would leave Lingshan at this time. Huang Jingxuan looked at the disciple standing beside Ding Wu and said, "Master, I've already thought about it." I have been coming to Lingshan for hundreds of years. At this point, it's time to leave. Please allow the manager. His tone remained unchanged at all, as if he was just talking about a small matter, not a big event like leaving Lingshan. The Lingshan disciples were speechless, and sadness, sadness, and disappointment all came to their hearts.

Sima Lingyi left, and the Lingshan disciples were just sad. After all, he was just a senior brother, even if he took away so many senior brothers, they were all just disciples after all. When the disciple left, Yu Lingshan was not so shocked. But the master left Lingshan, and it was at this moment, which naturally made Lingshan's disciples' minds float.

Han Yiming only looked at Ding Wu, Ding Wu's expression remained unchanged at all, and Han Yiming had to sigh that Senior Brother Ding's concentration was excellent. At this time, his face did not change, and his tone was calm, which was really very human. Looking at Zhao Haoyang again, he can't see anything abnormal. Just as he was sighing, he only heard Ding Wudao: "Uncle Shi, you really have thought about it, then go!" Huang Jingxuan said: "Okay!"

As soon as the word "good" came out, there was another sound from the Pingbo Dao people, but it was his disciples who said that Huang Jingxuan was very powerful, and leaving Lingshan would only cultivate and improve, and open up another world. Huang Jingxuan didn't say a word, stood for a moment, and looked at the words hanging in Cuiwei Hall. After looking at it for a moment, he said, "Master, did I also say what Ling Yi said three times, so I am no longer a disciple of Lingshan?" Ding Wudao: "What Uncle Shi said is right. Huang Jingxuan said: "Okay! Then I know." ”

Suddenly, someone couldn't help but say: "Master, don't you think about it anymore, old man, in case you regret it in the future...... Han Yiming looked at the place where he came out, it was a senior brother, presumably a disciple of the second master, so he called the second master a master! Huang Jingxuan said: "I will not regret it, there is no regret in everything!" He paused for a moment, and the Pingbo Daoist had already interjected and said: "There is no regret in everything, yes, what is there to regret about such a cultivation of Daoyou." Leaving the Spiritual Mountain, you can also practice. Sima Lingyi wants to become the originator of a generation, and his cultivation is no match for you. If he wants to become a faction, it is still difficult, but if Daoyou also has this idea, he has a better chance of winning than him. His words fanned the flames, nothing more than what he was afraid of was that Huang Jingxuan would change his opinion, not leave Lingshan, and become his fierce rival. Even a young disciple like Han Yiming could see his plan, but because of the presence of the head of the division and the fact that he was a great enemy, he didn't want to have such a verbal dispute with him. Huang Jingxuan said: "Yes, what Daoyou said is true." It's just that I didn't think I could start a mountain. But I will never regret leaving Lingshan. Come when you come, go when you go. ”

Pingbo Daoren smiled: "Daoyou is free and easy, which is really admirable." Sima Lingyi is the same, he will make a big difference. Huang Jingxuan shook his head and said, "I will never regret leaving Lingshan in the future." But Ling Yi definitely regretted it, but sooner or later, the day he regretted it would come later. But I never regret it. As he spoke, he began to straighten his clothes in the letter. The disciples of Lingshan here all flashed away, and they didn't dare to stop in front of him anymore, knowing that he was going to salute the words written by his ancestor.

Huang Jingxuan smiled at the Lingshan disciples who flashed away, and then saluted three times at the painting. Standing up, he said to Pingbo Daodao: "Okay, fellow Daoist, I'm going to say that, please all be a witness for me." The Pingbo Dao people smiled and said, "Well, please say, we will all witness for you." Huang Jingxuan said: "Okay, thank you." After a pause, he said, "I am no longer a disciple of Lingshan from now on!"

He said this three times in a row, and the hall was silent, not only the disciples of Lingshan were silent, but also the people who came with the people of Pingbo Dao were silent. Everyone looked at Huang Jingxuan, and wanted to listen to this truth! After saying three sentences, Huang Jingxuan raised his right hand, and a disciple beside Pingbo Daoren said: "Hey, Senior Huang, you still have ...... it."

Han Yiming also saw it, Huang Jingxuan was still holding the Lingshan Wind Splitting Sword in his hand, Huang Jingxuan's hand moved, and the disciple's voice did not fall, and the head also fell to the ground. Pingbo Daoist was stunned for a moment, and said: "Jingxuan Daoyou, why do you want to kill my disciple?" Although I have many disciples, you ......" Huang Jingxuan said: "I don't just want to kill your disciple, I also want to kill you!" As he spoke, the sword in his hand slashed, and countless sword lights overflowed from the blade of the Wind Splitting Sword, and it had already slashed straight towards Pingbo Daoren.

Rao is Pingbo Dao person's cultivation is not low, and he immediately flew up and blocked a bronze mirror on his chest. The sword light that slashed in front of him was blocked by the bronze mirror, and only a sword light swept under his feet, sweeping the corner of his clothes down, and the disciple who was not so fast behind the Pingbo Dao people was swept down, and a ghost cried wolf, and Qian Ruohua was also swept by the sword light on his arm, losing half of his arm. Pingbo Daoist shouted: "Aren't you crazy?" Huang Jingxuan stepped on the body of the disciple who fell to the ground with one foot, lifted the placket in front of him, tied it around his waist, and lifted the sword and said, "We also have a few accounts that should be calculated." Isn't it?"

This sudden change made everyone over there stunned. Huang Jingxuan's face changed suddenly, and they were obviously very surprised. The disciples of Lingshan here are clear in their hearts, Huang Jingxuan left Lingshan, because he was going to kill! He didn't want what he did to be used as an excuse by other factions to attack his ancestor, so he left Lingshan. Han Yiming's eyes were hot, Huang Jingxuan raised his feet, kicked the corpse under his feet towards the Pingbo Daoist, and said, "What, don't you want to settle the account, come on, let's calculate it well!" Pingbo Daoist couldn't understand it for a while, not only him, but even the people who came with him were stunned. Pingbo Daodao: "Jingxuan Daoyou, you can't kill the wrong person, right? ”

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