Yi Jue didn't rush to make a move before, but also wanted to wait for more Wusha Sect disciples to arrive, so as to make an example of the chickens!

The people around him are right, the lowly seed, that is, to have the consciousness of the lowly seed!

At this moment, the Wusha Gate is not what it used to be, and it is he who has the final say at this moment, it is them who are outsiders.

And anyone who dares to disobey or even kill their outsiders deserves to die!

There should also be a new order in the Wusha Gate - that is, outsiders are respected!

Seeing that this group of outsiders led by Yi Jue were so arrogant, the disciples of the Wusha Sect were all angry, but they were helpless.

Even the three ancestors of the Wusha Sect are nowhere to be found, what can they, ordinary disciples, do?

And the original Tianjiao brothers of the Wusha Sect have already been killed by these outsiders, and none of them are left, although the disciples of the Wusha Sect still occupy an absolute advantage in numbers, but they have no leader and low strength.

Among them, it was already difficult to find a senior brother who could compete with Yi Jue and the others......

"Alas, Senior Brother Zhou is not bad, but he actually killed the master of the Wuqi Sect who killed Senior Brother Zhang Yang. ”

"It's just a pity that none of the former top ten Tianjiao are easy opponents, and he has to ......"

"I have to follow in the footsteps of the senior brothers of Tianjiao. ”

"Is it possible that the Wusha Gate is going to fall into the hands of traitors?"

"Didn't you say that the master of the Wuqi Sect was very valued by the three ancestors, why didn't they show up, why didn't they come out to save Senior Brother Zhou Qing!"

"Could it really be that as the rumors say, the three old ancestors have disappeared, or have they been directly killed?"

Seeing that Yi Jue was about to take Xuanyan to open the knife, the disciples of the Wusha Sect all had unusually gray faces.

In the past, although the Wusha Gate was also fiercely competitive, threatening life and death at every turn, at least at that time, every disciple of the Wusha Gate had a desire in their hearts.

That is to achieve Wushamen Tianjiao and get the quota to participate in the Tianjiao trial.

But now, everything has changed.

Yi Jue and the others, no one can govern them, they occupy the position of all Tianjiao disciples, and even if they are gone, there will be more outsiders who will join the Wusha Sect in an attempt to get the quota of Tianjiao's trial.

It can be said that as early as the arrival of the first unruly, there was no place for this group of original Wusha Sect disciples......

"No, let's go down the mountain. ”

"Wusha Gate, it is a place of right and wrong that should not be stayed for a long time!"

After a large number of Wushamen disciples left Wushamen, those who were left behind also began to think about going down the mountain.

Leaving the Wusha Gate, there is a lack of a lot of cultivation resources, and at the same time, it also means that you have lost the qualification to participate in the Tianjiao Trial, but even so, it is better than staying in the Wusha Gate to be a hopeless "cheap seed"!

"Give me death!" The Wusha Sect disciples flickered in their thoughts, and Yi Jue shouted angrily, and the palm he slapped had already hit Xuan Yan's chest with a roaring majesty.

Bang –

The sky was full of dust.

Xuan Yan's figure was obscured by dust, making it difficult to see what was going on inside.

"Let these two people collect his body, and then behead him together!" After Yi Jue took out his palm, he didn't even check the result of this palm, he said confidently to the people around him.

And in his mouth, when he said that he was going to be beheaded, he naturally referred to Song Keqing and Fang Ping.

When the disciples of the Wusha Sect heard this, they all gasped, although they had already known that these outsiders did not take their lives seriously at all.

But seeing that the "Zhou Qing" senior brother of the Wuqi Sect Master died in front of them, they still had a sense of despair that the rabbit died and the fox was sad.

Looking at the Wusha Sect disciple with a look of despair, Yi Jue smiled with satisfaction, turned around and was about to leave.

Behind him, two outsiders walked out, wanting to subdue Song Keqing and Fang Ping, and let them collect Xuanyan's corpses according to Yi Jue's words, and then behead them.

But these two people just got close to Song Keqing and Fang Ping-

There was a loud bang, and the two of them were directly crushed into meatloaf!

"Huh?" Yi Jue felt bad in his heart, and quickly turned his head to look at the dusty place.

The disciples of the Wusha Sect were also taken aback by the sudden change, they did not look at Song Keqing and Fang Ping, but like Yi Jue, they also looked at the dust flying in the sky.

A clean figure slowly walked out of the dust, Xuan Yan had just been slapped by Yi Jue, but he was unharmed, and he was clearly covered by the dust just now, but at this moment, he was still spotless and delicate.

As his figure became clearer and clearer in front of everyone, the sky of Wusha Gate seemed to be getting darker and darker, and later, there was even a feeling that black clouds were pressing down on the city and wanted to destroy it.

And in this bleak day, the disciples of the Wusha Sect rarely did not feel the slightest discomfort, but those outsiders who were stronger were short of breath one by one, and the pressure doubled.

"If you don't have the identity token of the Wusha Gate, you are not a disciple of my Wusha Gate, and you will break into the Wusha Gate and kill those with bad intentions!" Xuan Yan said indifferently.

A few pops in succession—

The few outsiders closest to Xuan Yan actually bled one after another and died of anger!

And among them, there are many transcendent disciples who are also listed by Yi Jue as one of the top ten Tianjiao of Wusha Gate!

They can't resist Xuan Yan's power at the moment!

"This-" Yi Jue's eyes widened in disbelief, and the pressure on his body had already weighed more than 10,000 catties, making him unable to move at all.

"Look, what's that?" In the crowd, a Wusha Sect disciple exclaimed in surprise, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the top of his head, shouting.

"It's—Blood Bluff!"

"Why did the blood cliff of my witch gate fly?"

"It looks like it's become a witchcraft that can be urged!"

"It's Senior Brother Zhou!"

"He has obtained the inheritance of the blood lord and refined the blood cliff!"

"Senior Brother Zhou, it's my Wusha Sect Blood Master!"

The disciples of the Wusha Sect screamed one after another, and when they reacted, they knelt down in the direction where Xuan Yan was.

"Meet the Blood Lord!"

"The Blood Lord is the Divine Majesty!"

The disciples of the Wusha Sect shouted in unison, and at this moment, their faces were overflowing with joy.

Although Xuan Yan obtained the inheritance of the blood master, which made them extremely envious and even jealous, but in front of foreign enemies, they had a feeling of "finally someone is the master for them".

This person is Xuan Yan, the blood lord of their Wusha Gate!

On the Blood Cliff, the names of the disciples of the Wusha Sect are all shining, which represents the recognition of them by the Blood Cliff, and also represents the recognition of the Blood Lord of the Wusha Sect.

Blood Cliff, it won't hurt the people on the list!

But as for the nameless outsiders on the list-

Hmph, they weren't so lucky.

The disciples of the Wusha Sect all raised their eyebrows, staring at all the outsiders led by Yi Jue with unkind faces!

(End of chapter)