With the coercion and deterrence of Zhantian, the people of the Ximen family and those Kunmen disciples who were completely dependent on them did not have the fighting spirit to resist at all, even if they were dying and counterattacked, they did not have much power, and under Luo Yuquan's fierce attack, they fell to the ground and died one by one.

The intestines of those Kunmen disciples are all repentant, but unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world, and everything is too late.

Although they were forced to cling to the Ximen family, the mistake was that they should not do things to help and abuse and bully their fellow disciples, as the person in charge of the stronghold, Luo Yuquan knew that he didn't need to investigate at all, so he pulled these people out and killed them on the spot.

For a time, more than a dozen people floated on the spot, and the bloody scene made the disciples present feel sad and heartbroken.

"The reason why the sect suffered this calamity is due to the greed of the Ximen family, but it is more mainly due to ourselves, because we lack blood, how many people are in the sect? How many people are in their Ximen family?

Tu Ming looked at some disciples who couldn't bear to look at them, and couldn't help but sneer on his face, "To be a man, you must have backbone and your own beliefs, and what have you done?

They were scolded by Tu Ming so much that they couldn't wait to put their heads in their crotches, thinking about these days, they were really hungry and getting by, and they didn't have a little blood.

"The warrior is against the sky to change his life, fighting with the sky, fighting with the earth, fighting with people, others bite me, I bite him ten bites, others rob me of a grain of rice, I take him ten bags of grain, just like you, you don't have a little fighting spirit, you are no longer worthy of the warrior, see if you can be worthy of the word 'martial'?"

From this great change in the sect, Tu Ming also discovered the biggest drawback of the sect, the disciples are more ruthless than the other, and each is more capable than the other, once they face external enemies, they all become grandsons and turtles with shrunken heads.

Moreover, there are great drawbacks in some systems of the sect, such as the division of inner and outer disciples is too rigid, there is no incentive at all, and the level determines the level of status, which makes the disciples of the sect instinctively feel inferior in front of people who are one level higher than him, which is the biggest taboo for martial artists.

If we continue to follow this trend, how can we cultivate strong people? Even if we achieve something in the future, we will become a pawn of others.

These loopholes must be corrected, and great efforts must be made to correct them! Otherwise, there is no point in letting a sect without fighting spirit continue to exist.

Luo Yuquan's excitement was scolded by Tu Ming, the news disappeared without a trace, the old face was flushed and speechless, and he was scolded by a teenage doll, so ashamed that he wanted to commit suicide.

"I don't want to talk nonsense, from today onwards, everyone must give me two hours of cultivation every day, there is no time to squeeze me time, and the assessment will be conducted in a month, if anyone is in the bottom five, go back to the sect for Lao Tzu, start from the outer disciples, start over, and completely fuck Lao Tzu if you don't have the ability, the sect doesn't raise waste!"

Although Tu Ming's words were not deafening, they also shocked everyone a lot, and their eyes slowly changed.

"Elder Luo, you have to carry out what I said, if there is any slacking, bring me back to the sect!"

"Tu ...... Master Tu, don't worry, I will do it myself and temper these rabbit cubs well!" Luo Yuquan broke out in a cold sweat, although Tu Ming reprimanded everyone, but it was mainly aimed at him, if he couldn't get results, he, the person in charge, would definitely be the first to get out.

"Well, I'll wait and see! However, cultivation is cultivation, and the things that the sect has told you can't be left behind! In addition, if someone from the City Lord's Mansion comes to look for trouble and can't deal with it, notify me!"

After speaking, Tu Ming took Zhantian and walked towards the door.

"Congratulations to the Slaughter Hall Master!"

The neat shouts from behind made the corners of Tu Ming's mouth slightly arc.

"Yo! It's majestic enough, what kind of play is this Kunmen? The slogan is shouted so loudly? Hall Master? What Hall Master?"

Tu Ming just walked to the door, and a few people walked in from the outer door, among which the leader was a young man, dressed in a white robe, with a face like a crown of jade, shaking a feather fan gently, very chic.

He and Tu Ming walked head to head, but Tu Ming didn't give way, just looked at him so fixedly.

The young man was stunned for a moment, looked Tu Ming up and down, felt the coldness on his body, and frowned, "Where did you come from, bastard boy?

"Who are you? Majestic or not, it has something to do with you, I need you to talk nonsense!" Tu Ming listened to what this kid said just now, and his heart was filled with ignorant karma, when will it be the turn of outsiders to talk about the affairs of the sect, and looking at his stinky fart, there is absolutely nothing good about coming here.

"Tu Baozi is Tu Baozi, and it smells fishy when you speak!" The young man looked at Tu Ming with contempt, then turned his head to look at the people in the courtyard, and was stunned when he saw the bloody scene on the ground, and then suddenly became happy.

"What's the matter with me? Boy, you killed these people, right? You are so big and daring, you dare to kill anyone? Do you not want to live anymore? You dare to kill the person Xiao Gongzi is looking for, come here, bring me back! Give it to Xiao Gongzi to dispose of!"

This person was too big, he didn't put Tu Ming in his eyes at all, the fan was closed, his hand waved, like a dog, to take Tu Ming away, but as soon as he turned around, the person who followed him didn't have time to make a quick move, Tu Ming "snapped" and buckled his shoulder, and then a tripper went down and threw him to the ground and stepped on his face.

"Boy, you dare!" The people led by the young man shouted angrily, and they were about to rush up, when they suddenly heard Luo Yuquan shouting angrily, "Give it to me, destroy these grandsons!"

"Whoa!" Suddenly, nearly thirty people from the Kunmen stronghold rushed up and surrounded all these people, all of whom were fierce and vicious, as if they were going to swallow these people alive.

Tu Ming had just reprimanded them, saying that they were bloodless and unworthy of being martial artists, and now was the opportunity to show themselves in front of the law enforcement hall master, how could they miss it.

"Ahhh......h

"Sure enough!" Tu Ming heard that the strength on his feet was even greater, "City Lord's Mansion, then you are from the Murong family?"

"What the hell is the Murong family? Lao Tzu is a member of the Izumo Guoan Prince's Mansion, a royal disciple, and the lord of the Izumo Kingdom is my imperial uncle, if you insult me like this, aren't you afraid of causing a war between the two countries?" Yun Jianxing felt that his neck was about to break, the right side of his face was hurt by the hard ground, and there was a smell of feet on his left face, which made him almost vomit.