0187 Shameless traitor

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More than 400 people who took refuge in him, although their talents were good, but none of them were inheritance disciples, and even the top 100 disciples of the inner gate were very few, and in the face of their own threats, these people would rather die than give in, which made the expression on Song Yuanbiao's face gradually become cold. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Isn't that new?"

Song Yuanbiao waited for a while, saw that no one came out, and shouted indifferently.

He was answered by silence.

Song Yuanbiao smiled gloomily, his eyes fell on a tall young man with a cold face in the crowd, and said, "Nangong Changfeng, I heard that you are the first person to inherit the disciple, would you like to join my Xiaoyao Holy Academy?"

Everyone's eyes fell on Nangong Changfeng.

"The prince is kind, and Changfeng understands it. Nangong Changfeng said expressionlessly: "From the moment he entered the inheritance sequence, Changfeng swore to live and die with the sect, I am afraid that he will disappoint the prince." ā€

Song Yuanbiao showed a look of regret on his face, but he didn't intend to give up: "This king came to the Ruthless Sect to recruit disciples, he acted on orders, and if you refuse to solicit, you will resist the order and disobey the order, you have to think clearly about what will happen." ā€

Nangong Changfeng's expression remained unchanged, and said: "Changfeng is naturally clear, Senior Brother Mo Lin has a very good sentence today, receiving the grace of people with a little water, you should repay it with a spring, the sect is kind to me, and Changfeng should repay you with your life! Lord, others are afraid of your tens of thousands of troops, but I, Nangong Changfeng...... Unafraid. ā€

Mighty and unyielding, if it were not for the force of force, there would never be so many people to take refuge in Song Yuanbiao, there was nothing wrong with the tough method he used, but it had no effect on the real martial arts powerhouse who regarded honor as more important than life.

Nangong Changfeng is the first person to inherit the disciples, and he is very prestigious in the Desperate Sect, many genius disciples are only looking at him, in Song Yuanbiao's mind, capture the thief and capture the king first, as long as Nangong can succumb to himself, others will definitely follow, but he didn't expect to be rejected by the other party.

Although he felt sorry in his heart, Song Yuanbiao saw from Nangong Changfeng's eyes that this guy had made up his mind, and he would never be able to make him succumb by force, so he set his eyes on another burly and strong man with knotted muscles.

"You're Jumon, aren't you?"

"Yes, I'm Jumon!"

Zhu Meng straightened his chest and looked at Song Yuanbiao proudly.

"Would you like to join me in the Loose Courtyard?"

Before this Ruthless Sect competition, Zhu Meng was the first person in the inner gate, although his prestige was not as good as Nangong Changfeng, but he also had a large group of followers, it was obvious that Song Yuanbiao had done a detailed investigation of the details of the disciples of the Ruthless Sect, and everyone named by him had great influence in the sect.

Zhu Meng's eyes glared: "I'm staying well in the Ruthless Sect, what kind of holy courtyard are you going to do it? If you want me to betray the sect, you will die of this heart!"

After speaking, he twisted his head and stopped looking at Song Yuanbiao.

"Good, good!"

Song Yuanbiao secretly hated in his heart, his teeth creaked, his eyes searched the crowd, and fell on He Shouwu's body.

He Shou Wu, with amazing talent, studied under Aunt Su, the guardian of the Peerless Sect, and has a rare mutated martial soul shadow, before Mo Lin appeared, he was known as the first day talent of the sect with the most hope of surpassing Nangong Changfeng and Zhu Meng.

In the battle just now, although he was defeated by Merlin, everyone saw the power of the Shadow Martial Spirit, if it weren't for Merlin's talent being too rebellious, he would definitely become the brightest star of the sect, but even if he lost, no one doubted his talent and strength.

"He Shou Wu. ā€

By now, everyone has seen it, but all those who are named are the top geniuses of the Ruthless Sect, although He Shouwu lost to Mo Lin, his weight in Song Yuanbiao's mind has not decreased, which is undoubtedly a great honor.

He Shou Wu was seriously injured, but after taking Aunt Su's elixir, he had been paying attention to the emotional changes of the people around him while standing in the crowd, and when he heard Song Yuanbiao call his name, his eyes lit up imperceptibly.

"Would you like to join me in the Loose Courtyard?"

He Shou Wu slowly raised his head, glanced back at Aunt Su in the stands in the distance, and said proudly: "I, He Shou Wu, have received the grace of the sect and have been taught by the teacher, how can I be a rebellious person!"

Aunt Su listened to He Shou Wu's words, and a trace of relief appeared on her face, and she put down her face and saved He Shou Wu from Mo Lin's knife, but it was not in vain.

When the surrounding disciples heard this, their faces also showed respect.

"It is worthy of being the first person in the inner gate, He Shou Wu is a man!"

"Although I lost to Merlin, I was iron-clad, not afraid of being strong, and I didn't lose the face of my inner disciple. ā€

"This is the real Tianjiao, I serve. ā€

"I'll take it too!"

The people around whispered, He Shou Wu slowly walked out of the crowd, stared at Song Yuanbiao not far away, and said coldly: "Lord Wang, thanks to your love, although I, He Shou Wu, am not afraid of death, but I can't bear to destroy the foundation of the sect, so for the inheritance of the sect, I ......."

Before he finished speaking, He Shouwu's figure suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and the next moment, he had already come behind Song Yuanbiao, and at this time, the following words came to everyone's ears.

ā€œ...... Willing to join the Wandering Sacred Academy!"

ā€œ......ā€

"Traitor!"

"Shameless!"

"Shameless!"

After a brief moment of stunnedness, angry scolding erupted.

No one expected that He Shou Wu would actually take refuge in Song Yuanbiao.

The expression on Aunt Su's face instantly stiffened, she just felt that her apprentice was not saved in vain, but in the blink of an eye, she became a traitor, she knew this, it was better to let Merlin kill him cleanly.

"Shouwu, you evil obstacle!"

The dragon head crutch in Aunt Su's hand poked heavily into the ground, and she was about to kill He Shouwu, but Sun Lao held down her arm.

"Let him go. ā€

"I ......"

"I should repay the kindness of his family. ā€

Aunt Su stared at He Shouwu, her eyes flashed with murderous intent, although she didn't make a move, the scolding came to everyone's ears.

"Shouwu, I didn't expect you to dare to betray the sect, even if the old man was blind at the beginning, he accepted you as a criminal. ā€

He Shouwu hid behind Song Yuanbiao, and seeing that Aunt Su didn't make a move, his courage also increased: "Master, Shouwu is choosing a good tree to live on, how can you say that he betrayed? Besides, there are more than 400 people here who have taken refuge in the prince, you don't stop me, I am your apprentice, you can't bear to watch me die?"

Aunt Su said coldly: "Others can betray, but you can't! In order to worship under my sect, you begged bitterly and swore a poisonous oath never to betray the sect, have you forgotten!"

He Shouwu snorted disdainfully, and said: "Compared with life, what is the oath? Fellow disciples, I advise you to keep your eyes open and see the situation in front of you clearly, the Ruthless Sect is over, and the smart ones will join me to join the prince, this is your only way to live!"

"Get out!"

"Shut up!"

"Die!"

He Shouwu's rebellion was too fast, and he immediately attracted a scolding, no matter how loud his voice was, it couldn't cover the angry scolding of thousands of people, so he had to close his mouth and keep silent, with a dead pig on his face that was not afraid of boiling water, looking at those angry fellow disciples like a dead man.