The sound echoed through the hall, pausing the boiling atmosphere as if a volcano was about to erupt. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A figure stepped into the main hall in the restlessness of vitality, his eyes swept over the resolute and resolute faces, and said in a deep voice:

"Yuan Taicang, what are you going to do here? The Black Prison has always had a grudge against my Heavy Weapon Sect, and Shaozun just wants to trample on the majesty of my sect, since our skills are not as good as others, we can only endure it!

This person is also the law enforcement elder of the Heavy Weapon Sect, Wu Qingyuan.

"Elder Wu, this is not meaningless. ”

Yuan Taicang still looks very calm:

"I, Yuan Taicang, am dull, and although I have been cultivated by the sect with great effort, I am not as good as the chief disciples of those top sects. But—"

He glanced back at the faces behind him:

"Even if I die, the backbone of my Houtu Peak will not bend, and my spiritual will will not collapse! My junior brothers and sisters still have a chance, a chance to surpass me, a chance to defeat Shaozun one day, and a shame for the sect.

If I retreat and close my door without fighting, I will never have this possibility, and my juniors and disciples will always leave a shadow in their hearts, and I will no longer be their role model, but their shame!

Whether it's for the sake of the reputation of the sect, or for the sake of my junior brothers and sisters, or even myself, I must fight!"

Wu Qingyuan stared at Yuan Taicang's unwavering face, and then glanced at the sad but passionate faces, silent for a while, as if he had aged a little.

He couldn't refute Yuan Taicang's words.

As an elder of the Heavy Weapons Sect, he naturally knew about some of the discord between the Black Prison and the sect, and the sect had already received this news half an hour ago, and only informed Yuan Taicang alone, and he was also ready to refuse the battle behind closed doors and bear the ridicule and ridicule of the whole world.

Elder Wu was silent for a long time, then sighed:

"But you, but you...... Hey!"

Yuan Taicang was full of spirits, and there was an indescribable taste of generosity to death, and laughed:

"Elder Wu, I have made up my mind, you don't need to persuade him anymore! I bother you to tell the sect master and the elders that I know your intentions of love and protection, but Shaozun is very wrong to think that the people of my Heavy Weapon Sect will be like those other sects, and they are afraid of him like a tiger! Everyone, please be a witness for me!"

After that, he stepped out of the main hall first, and the dozens of elite disciples behind him did not say a word with red eyes, ignored Wu Qingyuan in silence, followed behind Yuan Taicang, and went down the mountain.

Although it was silent, the backs of this group all revealed a brave and majestic momentum.

......

On the top of the Houtu Peak.

The three figures looked at the faintly visible figures on the mountain road below, and one of the elders' face changed, and immediately said:

"Sect Master! I'll stop them! Yuan Taicang is a rare figure in the sect who can compete with the sun in the world, and he is a late bloomer, and it is really not worth it in the hands of Shaozun!"

"It's not worth it, it's not worth it!"

Another elder of the Heavy Weapon Sect said bitterly:

"I only care about the pleasure of the moment, but it doesn't help! Why didn't Elder Wu bring people over?"

"You guys, don't you understand?"

Zhan Taixuan, the sect master of the Heavy Weapon Sect, stared deeply at the figure of the Daoist on the mountain road, as if he wanted to engrave this scene into his heart, and said softly:

"Sacrificing oneself to become benevolent, the spirit, will, and demands that Yuan Taicang wants to pass on to his disciples are the real future ...... of my Heavy Weapon Sect."

......

When Shaozun's carriage appeared in everyone's field of vision in a hurry, the edge of the clearing at the mountain gate was already full of disciples of the Heavy Weapon Sect.

These disciples all noticed the movement and followed the elite disciples of Houtu Peak to witness this battle with a disparity in the outcome that was already doomed.

Among them, not all of them were the disciples of Houtu Peak, but also the disciples of Yan Gangfeng, who was in charge of casting, that is, the disciples of the sect who were often jokingly called blacksmiths by the good deeds.

The eyes of these disciples were either contemplative, or sad, or reverent, all gathered on their common senior brother, Yuan Taicang.

When Shaozun's carriage drove into the clearing, when it arrived in front of him, one by one almost condensed into substance, and the eyes and momentum full of anger and murderous intent seemed to break through the sky, penetrate the carriage, and project onto the people in the carriage.

Receiving the attention of thousands of people with murderous intent and hatred, the driver of this carriage trembled all over, and almost had to be incontinent.

At the same time, the various messengers and good deeds who followed behind the carriage of the young horse couldn't help but gasp in unison when they saw such a battle.

In the commotion, no one in this group dared to approach.

Even if the yellow-faced man was far away from thirty or forty zhang, he was very frightened when he felt such a cruel and heroic momentum and gaze, and said with some trembling:

"My God, Brother Kun, these disciples of the Heavy Weapon Sect know that they are not opponents, but they still have to fight Shaozun?"

Brother Kun's reaction was not much better than that of the yellow-faced man, his face was very unsightly, and he said in a deep voice:

"I didn't expect that Shaozun really came to the Heavy Weapon Sect, but the Heavy Weapon Sect is not in the top ten sect rankings, and although Yuan Taicang of the Heavy Weapon Sect is also on the secret martial arts list, it is completely inferior to the three sect leaders who were killed by him before, does this Shaozun have any other grievances with the Heavy Weapon Sect?"

There seems to be little more possibility.

"Isn't that person Yuan Taicang?"

The yellow-faced man screamed, pointed to the figure standing in the middle, and said:

"Tut-tut, knowing that if it wasn't the opponent and would be killed, he didn't shirk the battle, it's really courageous! I really don't know whether to say that this Yuan Taicang is ignorant or would rather be broken than broken?"

"The latter, of course!"

Brother Kun's expression was solemn, looking at Yuan Taicang who was standing in the field, with an indescribable respect in his tone:

"No matter how much the Black Prison Young Venerable says, he is just an outsider, and the Heavy Weapon Sect is also his own person. Yuan Taicang is not a fool, Shaozun's record is impressive, of course he knows how powerful Shaozun is.

Knowing that he would die, he didn't choose to shrink back and avoid the battle like the Kunwu Temple, just by virtue of this, he would take care of the reputation of the Qi Sect! Such a person, just to retain the reputation of the sect, is willing to die, hey......"

While the two were talking, the door of the carriage opened in front of the mountain gate, and a boot poked out.

Shaozun stepped out of the carriage, glanced at the battle in front of him with interest, and laughed wildly:

"Yes, yes, this looks like it!" (To be continued.) )