Chapter Ninety-One: A Blessing in Disguise

Looking at Zhao Sanping, who was coming quickly, Xu Hao's expression was solemn to the extreme, the strong coercion made his back bend, Xu Hao almost wanted to let go of all his cultivation, and with that momentary outburst to break free of the shackles of coercion. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Although Zhao Sanping, as an elder, is already in the realm of the foundation building period, Xu Hao is too far away from him at the sixth layer of the Gathering Spirit, and in the eyes of outsiders, he only has the cultivation of the second and third layers of the Gathering Spirit, but because he knows this, Zhao Sanping did not go all out, not because of his mercy, but because of disdain, and there is no need for that.

If he dealt with an ordinary disciple who didn't even have the middle stage of Gathering Spirits, he needed to use all his strength in the foundation building period, then Zhao Sanping's face would be lost.

The shouts of the elders spread, and one by one they stood up to stop it, but after all, it was still a step too late.

Seeing that Xu Hao was about to be killed by Zhao Sanping's palm, many people closed their eyes, and the corners of Zhao Sanping's mouth showed an imperceptible smile at this moment.

"Little beast, the qualifications of the Netherworld, with you also deserving of it, and beating my disciple like this, how can the old man let you go." A trace of viciousness flashed in Zhao Sanping's eyes.

The qualifications to enter the Netherworld are very important, in the past, only those who have made significant contributions to the main line in the big competition have the opportunity to enter it, and being able to stand out in the big competition is all a natural pride, even if the identity of the elder is not easy.

But this time, those ancestors of the Taiqing Dao Sect didn't know for some reason, but they actually took out such a precious opportunity as a reward among Xiaobi and gave Xiaobi the first place.

And if it is the disciple of an elder who gets the first place, then even if there will be many people who are envious and jealous, at least they have a backer, and they will not be picked by some people with ulterior motives.

But this time was different, no one expected that there would be a dark horse among the ordinary disciples, which made Han Feng, who was the most promising to win the first place, defeated, and was directly beaten into a pig's head.

Therefore, the anger in his heart, coupled with all these calculations, Zhao Sanping chose to take action, even if there would be some trouble afterwards, but compared to the qualifications of the Netherworld, a little trouble is nothing.

In Xu Hao's eyes, Zhao Sanping's palm was rapidly expanding, his face suddenly turned pale, his fists were clenched, and blood flowed out of the flesh of his fingernails inserted into his palm, it was already a matter of life and death, Xu Hao knew that he couldn't hide it anymore, just when he decided to do everything possible to avoid this palm, a sudden angry shout came from his ears: "Presumptuous!" ā€

"Bang!"

What followed was a roar from a huge collision, and a strong wind swept in all directions, and Xu Hao had to close his eyes, not seeing what was happening at all.

But he knew that the crisis was finally lifted, and the feeling of stepping into the ghost gate receded like a tide.

"Get out of here!" Zhao Sanping roared angrily, obviously about to succeed, but at the last moment, he was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood, and at this moment he looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him who did a good thing for him, his face was difficult to see, and his eyes seemed to be about to breathe fire.

"Adjudicating Elder!" Everyone in the audience suddenly came back to their senses, and when they saw the person standing in front of Xu Hao, they all exclaimed.

Xu Hao also opened his eyes at this moment, and although he had palpitations, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and slowly straightened up.

At the same time, at this moment, the rest of the elders on the high platform and Cui Zhengyuan also descended into this ring.

The ruling elder had a cold face, didn't say a word from beginning to end, and when he saw Cui Zhengyuan, he saluted him and stepped aside.

All eyes were focused on Zhao Sanping's body, and everyone opened their mouths to accuse.

"Zhao Sanping, you are so shameless, you are so ruthless to an ordinary disciple, and you have to be shameless."

"Zhao Sanping, isn't this little comparison child's play, how can you be so wild."

"It's ridiculous, I've been in the business for more than two hundred years, and I've never seen anything like this, it's humiliating."

"That's right, this matter must not be left like this, otherwise everyone will come out like this in the future, and this little match will not be ruined in our hands because of this."

……

The atmosphere suddenly became very delicate, Cui Zhengyuan looked at Zhao Sanping lightly, and his cold gaze made him shiver.

"Palm...... Take a seat! Zhao Sanping's face changed slightly, and he suddenly found that things didn't seem to be as simple as he thought, especially when he saw Cui Zhengyuan's indifferent face, his heart couldn't help but sink.

"Zhao Sanping, who gave you such a right, to attack the disciple in Xiaobi, and even to put him in ...... Deathtrap! Cui Zhengyuan's indifferent voice came out, and when it rumbled in Zhao Sanping's ears, he couldn't help but retreat, and couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Everyone was taken aback, but they didn't expect that the simple question of the head of the throne contained great power, Zhao Sanping, a monk in the foundation building period, could not resist, and many people had coldness in their eyes, and they sneered with schadenfreude in their hearts.

Zhao Sanping was like gold paper, the whole person withered, the coercion that shrouded his body not only did not subside, but became more and more intense, Zhao Sanping retreated one after another, and several mouthfuls of blood spurted out of his mouth, his eyes gradually showed fear, and shouted: "Boss, Boss, Zhao didn't mean to, but he was just carried away by anger, so he would do such a ridiculous thing, please be extrajudicial and gracious, I am willing to pay the price to make up for Xu Hao." ā€

"What do you say?" Cui Zhengyuan turned back to ask Xu Hao's opinion.

"Please take the seat and make the decision for your disciples." Xu Hao's eyes flashed slightly, and he spoke.

Cui Zhengyuan nodded slightly, and said to Zhao Sanping: "A medium-grade magic weapon, five hundred medium-grade spirit stones, plus a bottle of second-grade spirit pill." ā€

"In addition, after I go back, I will go to the punishment hall to receive the punishment, and I will not be allowed to step out of the cave for three years."

After Zhao Sanping listened to Cui Zhengyuan's words, his face changed again and again, a medium-grade magic weapon, five hundred medium-grade spirit stones and a bottle of second-grade spirit pill, this is to take out his old bottom, this is not enough, after paying the price, he will also receive the punishment, the punishment of the punishment hall is famous far and wide, anyone who commits a crime, after entering the punishment hall and passing those inhuman punishments, does not dare to commit a second time, as long as he thinks about it, Zhao Sanping's body can't help but tremble.

On the contrary, the last punishment was the lightest, only three years of grounding, but he didn't have to think about anything in these three years, he could only live and cultivate in the cave.

Zhao Sanping wanted to say something, hoping that Cui Zhengyuan could reduce the punishment, but in the end he sighed, he knew that Cui Zhengyuan was not discussing with him, but was simply ordering, and there was no room for maneuver, after all, what he did this time may really touch the bottom line of the throne, and it broke some rules of the sect.