Chapter 1250: Kill
The three people of the Xiaoyang Sect had a cloud of anger in their hearts, which was gushing out, and this feeling of being ignored was really annoying.
"Are you blind and didn't see us coming, and you didn't kneel down to greet us?" Suddenly, a shout exploded in the air, and it was the young male disciple of the Xiaoyang Sect who was angrily reprimanding.
Mo Zhengyang stopped talking, and everyone's eyes looked at the three people of the Xiaoyang Sect.
"Who are you?" Li Su asked lightly as he stood in the middle.
"Are you blind? Who are we, don't you know? Don't pretend to be stupid in front of us, hand over all the tribute. The male disciple was very angry, frowning and scolding.
"This is the Lingyun Sect, I am the sect master of the Lingyun Sect, you are shouting in my Lingyun Sect, I think you are impatient. Li Su's face sank, and he said with some displeasure.
As soon as these words came out, the three people of the Xiaoyang Sect couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
"Lingyun Sect? Hehe, isn't this the imperial palace of the Longxiang Empire? How did it become the Lingyun Sect again? You don't think that with this kind of means, you don't need to pay tribute, right? To be honest, the little tribute that your Longxiang Empire pays every time, we in the Xiaoyang Sect really don't look down on it. The middle-aged man from the Xiaoyang Sect sneered and slowly spoke.
"From now on, in the seventh universe, there is no longer the Longxiang Empire, only the Lingyun Sect, for the sake of your mistake, I can spare your lives, let's go." Li Su directly ordered the eviction of customers.
"I don't care what the Dragon Xiang Empire or the Spirit Cloud Sect is, since I'm here this time, I won't go home empty-handed. The middle-aged man sneered.
"I'll count three times, and if you don't disappear from my eyes, I'll make you disappear from this world completely. "Li Su is just a woman, but this heart, cold-blooded, is also terrifying.
"Haha, you count, I'll listen to you. The middle-aged man smiled, not taking Li Su's words to heart at all.
"One!"
"Two!"
Li Su looked at the three of them with an expressionless face, word by word, and slowly opened his mouth in a low voice, but the three people of the Xiaoyang Sect didn't take Li Su's warning seriously at all, and still looked at Li Su with a smile, as if they were watching a joke.
They thought that they were people from the Xiaoyang Sect, and they didn't dare to do anything if they gave Li Su's group a hundred dares.
"Three!" Li Su's mouth spit out the last number without emotion.
"Do it, you dare to do it today, tomorrow, what kind of Lingyun Sect will cease to exist, don't forget your identity, the ants of the seventh universe, and dare to go against my Xiaoyang Sect." The middle-aged man sneered.
The two disciples next to him also looked proud, looking at Li Su and the others coldly, their appearance was like a dog relying on human power, barking wildly, and being self-righteous.
"Kill them. Li Su's gaze was withdrawn from the three of them, then he looked at Mo Zhengyang, and said in a calm tone.
Mo Zhengyang nodded, and then looked at the three people of the Xiaoyang Sect, the three people of the Xiaoyang Sect, naturally they didn't know Mo Zhengyang, Mo Zhengyang hadn't shown up for thousands of years.
"I'm afraid you're not tired of living, do you really dare to go against our Xiaoyang Sect?" The middle-aged man couldn't help frowning, a little uncalm, because when Mo Zhengyang looked at him, his heart trembled unconsciously.
Middle-aged people, after all, are only in the Divine Son Realm, even if they come to the seventh universe, they can't be invincible, if they don't have the backer of Xiaoyang Sect, he wouldn't dare to be too arrogant in the seventh universe, but now, the backer of Xiaoyang Sect doesn't seem to have much effect, which makes middle-aged people a little flustered.
The most important thing is that he realized that the old man in front of him, who seemed to be dying, was actually a super strong man.
"I think you are tired of living, give you a chance to live, if you don't cherish it, then I can only kill you. Mo Zhengyang said coldly, and in an instant, the momentum of the Divine Venerable was emanated, enveloping the three people of the Xiaoyang Sect.
"You, are you a Divine Venerable?" The middle-aged man was taken aback, he really didn't expect that in the seventh universe, there was also the existence of a Divine Venerable powerhouse, and in his cognition, the strongest person in the seventh universe was at most the Divine Monarch Realm.
The Divine Monarch Realm, in the eighth universe, is not a big road, and there are very few, after all, there are still many ordinary people in this universe.
A somewhat evil smile appeared on Mo Zhengyang's old face.
Needless to say, these three people from the Xiaoyang Sect were quickly killed by Mo Zhengyang.
After Mo Zhengyang killed these three people, the fire unicorn spirit beast seemed to sense the danger and directly rose into the air, quickly flying towards the whirlpool above the imperial capital, wanting to escape.
However, it was too late now, a golden dragon, followed closely behind, directly entangled it, this fire unicorn, although it has a bit of strength, but in front of Mo Zhengyang, the god venerable, it is naturally far from enough.
Soon, the fire unicorn was hit by the golden dragon's claw and fell to the ground, smashing a deep pit.
At this moment, Han Zhengwen was rushing towards the palace with Han Jiaxi, but only halfway there, he saw the scene of the fire qilin being shot down from the air by the claws of the golden dragon, and he was directly dumbfounded, a little incredulous.
Han Zhengwen did not enter the palace, but asked someone to inquire, and he was directly frightened stupid by this inquiry, and the people of Xiaoyang Sect were directly killed by Mo Zhengyang.
Han Zhengwen fell into deep despair, as if the last life-saving straw he was holding was also washed away by the torrent, and now, only he was left struggling in the boundless water, with no hope in sight, and what awaited him seemed to be only perdition.
Han Zhengwen did not dare to enter the palace, but returned to the prime minister's mansion, hesitating uneasily in the mansion, as if he was a prisoner waiting for trial.
"Dad, my master said, Yun Gongzi, I have promised to let the disciples of Jingyue Nunnery enter the Lingyun Sect to cultivate, Dad, I will be a disciple of the Lingyun Sect in the future, or you will also go to my master, if you can stay in the Lingyun Sect, it would be the best, now, the existence of the Lingyun Sect is already unstoppable. Now, Han Jiaxi has completely given up her resistance and chose to accept it.
When Han Zhengwen heard his daughter's words, although he was a little unwilling, at present, there was no other way.
Originally, Han Zhengwen thought that His Majesty and others were carrying out a plan to delay the army, and the respect and respect shown to Yun Fan in the past few days were all acting, as long as the people from Xiaoyang Sect came, this play could be over, and it was not until now that Han Zhengwen knew that His Majesty and others were not acting, but were really loyal to Yun Fan.
(End of chapter)