"Wild!" "It's him!"

The audience resounded with exclamations and inhalations, followed by the sound of tables and chairs moving in a hurry.

If there is a choice, everyone would rather not see the appearance of the person who came clearly, at least when facing an unfamiliar enemy, they will not have the strong pressure of facing Wu Yue before fighting.

In the corner, Yun Su's bright eyes widened, staring at Wu Yue's back in disbelief, and it was not until this moment that he suddenly realized that the noble general Youma who was chatting with him in front of him turned out to be Feng Xinglie himself!

No wonder he came to the venue with Miss Meng Yao, I see!

"Yikes! What did I just tell him......"

Thinking of the words of worship that he said to Wu Yue just now, Yun Su's face was flushed, his cheeks were hot like fire, he was ashamed and embarrassed, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into, but he had no face to see anyone......

To say that the biggest psychological fluctuation in the field is not Yun Su, but Tian Tong!

Because of the angle, the position of the Wudang faction is just opposite Yunsu, Wu Yue lifted the state of imitation, and changed back to his original appearance from Arima Guijiang, this scene was completely presented in Tian Tong's eyes, as if a heavy hammer was chiseled into the head, and he was directly stunned on the spot.

It turns out that the warrior of the Wa Kingdom just now is the Demon Lord Feng Xinglie himself!

"What the hell did I say to him......"

Tian Tong's eyes were dilated, there was no focus, the whole face was white without a trace of blood, his eyes trembled, and he wanted to fall, and the image of a master in the past could no longer be maintained.

There is only one thought in his mind, when the meeting is over, if Feng Xinglie comes to settle accounts with himself, how should he deal with himself?

Wu Yue's calm eyes looked around, and when he looked at Tian Tong, he paused slightly, it was this time, and he almost scared Tian Tong into urine, only to see him exclaim 'ah', and staggered back several steps one after another.

The Pure Yang Zhenzi and Feibai Dao Elder on the side were surprised, and their faces sank, and their eyes looked at Tian Tong quite unkindly.

Although everyone was not prepared for the appearance of Wu Yue, they were all elders of the faction, and their temperament and bearing were naturally stronger than ordinary martial artists. Moreover, Tian Tong was the head of the outer disciples of the Wudang Sect, and most of the things in the sect were handled by him in the past, and there were not one or two grandmaster-level figures he had seen, how could he be so out of shape?

Before people said a word, before they made a move, you were so frightened that you retreated again and again, and if you spread it, outsiders also said that I have no one in the Wudang faction!

Facing everyone's slightly strange gazes, Tian Tong instantly sobered up, he was a little overreacting, only to see him stabilize his body, and said with a strong expression, "The Eight Factions Alliance was established at the initiative of the Lord of Yanjing Nunnery, aiming to drive out the Tartars and support the Han Dynasty. Where did you place the law of the imperial court? ”

Speaking of this, Tian Tong turned his head to look at Qin Mengyao and continued, "Fairy Qin, as the representative of the two holy lands, acted according to the wishes of that demon, didn't it have to make Immortal Master Jiuquan's heart chill?" ”

Except for a limited number of people, others showed signs of approval.

Seeing this, Tian Tong's heart was a little calmer, and he finally pulled back a game. But he didn't see that the faces of the two senior brothers standing beside him, Pure Yang Zhenzi and Feibai Dao Chief, were as ugly as they were.

If it weren't for the wrong time, the two of them really wanted to grab Tian Tong's ears and yell, are you SB?

A minute ago, Ren Feng Xinglie had already said that disbanding the alliance was not his original intention, but the result of Qin Mengyao's gains, and now you are forcibly taking out the relationship between the two to talk about things, isn't this looking for death?

If Qin Mengyao couldn't think of retracting what she had just said, would the Eight Factions Alliance have to obey Han Bai's orders in the future?

Wu Yue didn't want to pay much attention to the clown who jumped off the beam like Tian Tong, and fought with the ants, and humiliated himself in vain whether he won or lost.

I saw him smile gently, looked at the Phaseless Monk and the Immortal Immortal, and said slowly, "Are you willing to die now, or are you willing to die fighting to resist the invasion of the alien race?" I guess it shouldn't be hard to choose. ”

Hearing this kind of ultimatum-like words, the hearts of the Wuxiang monks and the immortal immortals sank, although they were more powerful, and Wu Yue was only one person, but they really tore their faces and fought, they were not sure of winning at all.

Tian Tong was very uneasy in his heart, he had unknowingly offended Wu Yue last time, and asked himself that the only chance to survive was to find a way to push the eight factions of the righteous path to the opposite side of Wu Yue, and use the power of the eight factions to protect himself.

But now, in the face of Wu Yue's step-by-step pressing, the situation in the field is not as turbulent as he imagined, and the opposition is like a tide, but there are some signs of shaking in the heads of the sects such as Shaolin and the scholarly family, which already have an excellent relationship with the two holy places.

How can this work?

I saw him take a step forward again, and said, "The Eight Factions Alliance has been famous in the martial arts for hundreds of years, and it has always been the leader of the righteous path, if it is dissolved because of your Excellency's words, will it have to be slaughtered by others in the future?" This kind of thing is not the first one I Tian Tong ......"

"Not how? Don't say yes? ”

Before Tian Tong finished speaking, he suddenly felt that his eyes were flowering, and when he reacted, Wu Yue had already appeared beside him, his slender left hand was on his shoulder, and he said in his ear, "It seems that you have made a choice!" ”

As he spoke, a majestic force gushed out from his palm like a torrent and blasted into Tian Tong's body.

Click! Click!

Tian Tong's body sank suddenly, and then his face was like gold paper, and a mouthful of blood arrow spurted out of his mouth.

The terrifying force passed through his shoulders and through his body, and the autumn wind swept away his protective true qi like falling leaves, and then penetrated through his legs into the ground, instantly shattering the marble-paved ground, and his feet were sunk into it, down to his calves.

"You...... So ruthless! ”

Tian Tong's lips trembled, blood unconsciously overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and he couldn't hold on for more than ten seconds, but finally because his viscera was shattered, his vitality was cut off, and he slowly fell to the ground.

No one could have imagined that on such a solemn occasion as the Eight Factions Conference, Wu Yue also said that he would do it without warning, so that when they reacted, Tian Tong had already fallen to the ground, and he died completely after two convulsions.

Wu Yue took out a handkerchief from his trouser pocket, Shi Shiran wiped his palm, killing Tian Tong was just a swatting of an annoying fly to death, no big deal.

What's more, I vaguely remember that this thing is still an anti-bone boy, on the surface he is the third master of the Wudang Sect, but in fact, he has already secretly defected to the Heavenly Mandate Sect, and after killing him, he will have a lot less trouble.

"So, what about your choice?" Wu Yue looked at the Phaseless Monk and the Immortal Immortal again.

After being silent for a long time, the Wuxiang monk clasped his hands together and sighed, "The strength of the wind donor has reached the realm of transcendent sainthood, and the palm just now can't be stopped by being a poor monk, and I, Shaolin, voluntarily withdrew from the Eight Factions Alliance." ”

Confessing in front of everyone that he couldn't stop Wu Yue's move, after the monk finished speaking, there was no grievance and shame in his heart, but more of a free and clear joy, I saw him laugh, said the Buddha name, the whole person floated up, and disappeared into the hall in an instant.

But he said he would go, chic and neat.

Everyone stared blankly at the empty door, not knowing what to say. It wasn't until a minute or two later that the Shaolin people who came with the monks came to their senses, saluted everyone one after another, and turned to leave.

The immortal immortal asked himself if his strength was only between the two monks of Wuxiang, recalling the speed of the ghost that Wu Yue flashed and appeared beside Tian Tong, he also shook his head, said 'That's it', and floated away after the Wuxiang monk.

The two strongest sects of the eight sects succumbed to Wu Yue, and the others had no intention of objecting, so they all left a few words and led the disciples to leave the Xining Dojo.

At this point, the behemoth of the righteous path that had been maintained for more than 30 years finally disintegrated, which also seemed to herald the end of one era and the beginning of another.