The cold wind was howling, the frozen people were shivering, and the clouds fell on the snow mountain, where the Xuanbing Sect was located, Lu Liang's heart was colder than the snow mountain for thousands of years.

He was so tired in his heart, he thought that he had offended the other party, but he would have thought that it was just a disciple of his own sect who didn't know which fool threatened the other party.

The ancestor of the sect who was killed died on the spot.

"Ancestor, you are so unjustly dead!"

In his heart, he felt unworthy of the ancestor of the sect, an ant of the ninth layer of the condensation period, because of a word, the ancestor of the god transformation stage died, this is simply a joke.

But this joke happened, and if it wasn't good, the entire sect of the Xuanbing Sect would become a thing of the past.

Lu Liang's mind kept turning, and he quickly thought about ways to break the game in his mind.

I thought it was such a big feud, but it was just a trivial matter between the disciples of the sect, and the other party's maid and others were fine, at most a threatening warning, which was not much enmity at all.

The light flashed in his eyes, and in an instant, Lu Liang thought of a way.

"Senior, although I don't know who is pretending to be a disciple of my Xuanbing Sect, my Xuanbing Sect has great respect for my seniors."

As soon as the words changed, Lu Liang bowed to Chen Xiaoming with a respectful expression, and said, Your Excellency before has also been replaced by a senior at this moment.

"It is really an honor for my Xuanbing Sect to come to my Xuanbing Sect today, I will listen to the orders of my predecessors, and I will not dare to be disrespectful in the slightest!"

lowered his figure, Lu Liang seemed to have become Chen Xiaoming's disciple, his mouth was like a river, and he praised Chen Xiaoming very much.

To sum it up, the Xuanbing Sect has great respect for Chen Xiaoming, and everything is under Chen Xiaoming's orders, and there will never be any misdeeds towards Chen Xiaoming, Ouyang Qian and others!

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Chen Xiaoming looked at Lu Liang with interest, listening to what he said.

"So, senior, my Xuanbing Sect will take the lead of my predecessor in the future."

Bowing down to Chen Xiaoming and bowing his head, Lu Liang felt that he had named the position of the Xuanbing Sect, and at this moment he was waiting for Chen Xiaoming's choice with a bumpy heart.

There is no way, people are swordsmen, he is fish and meat, life and death are not in his hands.

"Well, that sounds reasonable."

Chen Xiaoming thought for a moment, touched his chin, as if he was really moved by what he said, and responded softly.

Hearing this, Lu Liang was overjoyed, but he was not happy yet, but Chen Xiaoming's next words poured a basin of cold water.

"It's just, it seems, I killed the elders of your sect."

Pointing to the empty position on Lu Liang's side, there were some Yuan Infant Elders of the Xuanbing Sect before, but there were no more at the moment, they were killed by Chen Xiaoming and refined into an elixir.

Lu Liang, who was uneasy in his heart, thought that something was going on, but when he heard Chen Xiaoming ask about it, his nervous expression couldn't help relaxing, a look of joy appeared on his face, and admiration flashed in his eyes.

"Senior, it's good to kill, although this person is an elder of my sect, I have already found out that he is a spy of another faction, and I was about to attack, but I was killed by my senior."

Speaking of this, Lu Liang was even more convinced.

"Thank you seniors for eradicating the spies in my Xuanbing Sect."

The loud voice echoed, the situation in the field was changing rapidly, Ouyang Qian, who was standing behind Chen Xiaoming, felt that her brain was not enough, was she too young, why didn't she understand what these people said.

"Hahaha."

Chen Xiaoming couldn't help laughing, looking at Lu Liang who was bowing down, he was interested for a while, and with a move of his hand, the body of the ancestor of the Xuanbing Sect that fell below flew up and floated in front of Lu Liang.

"The one before was a spy, this shouldn't be possible, this is the body of your sect ancestor!"

The words were a little more aggravated, the other party was the ancestor of the Xuanbing Sect, and he couldn't say that the ancestor was a spy.

Lu Liang's body trembled, but he quickly calmed down, raised his head, glanced at the old man in front of him, a little puzzled color flashed in his eyes, he raised his head in confusion, and asked Chen Xiaoming.

"Senior, who is this person, not my Xuanbing Sect ancestor."

After speaking, as if he was really afraid that Chen Xiaoming would not believe it, he took out a portrait in the storage bag on his waist, and on top of the portrait, it was the appearance of the middle-aged man before.

"Senior, please look, this is a portrait of my sect ancestor, and it is not similar to the person in front of me."

Pointing to the corpse of the old man in front of him, with gray hair and a wrinkled face like a piece of linen, he was not the same person as the man in the portrait.

"Moreover, senior, the ancestor of my sect went to the Vermilion Bird Country to retreat a hundred years ago, and he has not returned yet."

In the end, Lu Liang said uneasily, and even moved out of the sixth-level Xiuzhen Kingdom Vermilion Bird Country to cover up.

Chen Xiaoming listened to his words, and threw the scroll in his hand to the other party without looking at it.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone was killed by him Chen Xiaoming himself, he would have to believe the nonsense that the other party said.

Such a reversal of black and white is even more reasonable, and Chen Xiaoming became interested in the person in front of him for a while.

"You're interesting, what's your name?"

Asked lightly at the figure in front of him, such a brazen person, Chen Xiaoming felt that he could get acquainted.

was questioned by Chen Xiaoming, Lu Liang's eyes flashed, his heart was happy, and the three words of Xuanbing Sect that he was about to blurt out in his mouth were swallowed by him.

"Senior, in Xia Lu Liang!"

From Chen Xiaoming's words, Lu Liang heard a hint of extraordinary, so he swallowed the words of the Great Elder of the Xuanbing Sect.

He was gambling, betting that the deep meaning he had just heard was right.

"Lu Liang, interesting, interesting."

Chen Xiaoming naturally heard the other party's careful thoughts, and for a while, his opinion of the person in front of him improved a few points again.

actually heard what he meant, and even more resolutely stretched out his tentative little hand to see if there was an olive branch.

Yu Guang glanced at the few people behind Lu Liang, and shook his head when he saw the puzzled looks of several people.

"Hmph, I hope your Xuanbing Sect is really as you say."

Chen Xiaoming turned around, snorted coldly in his mouth, and then slowly left with Ouyang Qian and the others, and the faint voice of words floated in the air.

"Otherwise, I don't mind letting the Xuanbing Sect disappear in this snowy mountain."

The inexplicable aura receded like a tide, the silver light flickered, the confined space was restored again, Lu Liang and the others resumed their actions in an instant, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw the crisis pass.

And Lu Liang sighed, looking at the back of Chen Xiaoming's departure, a little unwilling, he actually made a mistake.

Glancing at the Xuanbing Sect behind him, and then at the corpse of the ancestor in front of him, the Xuanbing Sect, which had lost the cultivators of the Transformation Period, could hardly survive in the fourth-level cultivation country.

"Ugh."

With a sigh, Lu Liang shook his head, and was about to turn around and return to the sect when he heard a rather familiar voice coming from a distance.

"I still need a squire to feed the horses and drive the carts!"

"Whew!"

A streamer flashed, and the figure of the Great Elder of the Xuanbing Sect was nowhere to be found!