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Zhu Meng led the disciples of the Fire Cloud Sect to mourn for the Flame Ancestor.

What is strange is that in the Huoyun Sect, there is no imaginary sorrow, but there are disciples everywhere laughing and scolding, pointing at those disciples who mourn.

"Agni Huo, this old bastard, should have died a long time ago! Old and not dead is a demon, he is over seventy years old, and he has robbed so many women!" A disciple looked at the Agni Ancestor's several flower-like concubines, tears drooped in his eyes, and he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Zhu Meng's anger surged, and he was about to step forward to clean up those disrespectful juniors, but he was forcibly stopped by several of his cronies.

"Zhu Meng, in the past, you had the old guy Agni Huo as a backer, and he was rampant, and the brothers let you. Now, do you still want to bully the weak and kill a few of our juniors?" He Taichong, the second apprentice of the Flame Ancestor, glared at Zhu Meng defiantly.

Zhu Meng scolded angrily: "Let go of your mother's stinky fart, Lao Tzu is the eldest disciple of the Huoyun Sect, without the ancestor, you dare to come nonsense? He Taichong, I have long known that you are eyeing the position of the sect master, and I, Zhu, will not bully you with my identity, if you can defeat Lao Tzu's Yanwang Sword, I, Zhu Meng, will serve you as the sect master!"

Behind Zhu Meng stood a few scattered disciples, and most of the disciples stood behind He Taichong. He Taichong was proud, looked at the juniors behind him, looked at Zhu Meng again, and sneered: "Zhu Meng, you open your eyes and look at the situation, do you still want to take over the position of this sect master?"

"The rules of this sect are taught by those who are strong. Hurry up and roll up for Lao Tzu!" Zhu Meng shouted, jumped forward, picked up He Taichong, and threw him in the center of the field.

His qi control technique is far better than that of his fellow brothers, and in this appearance, He Taichong was thrown out like a toy, but he had no power to resist.

Zhu Meng raised his hand and struck, and suddenly heard a long shout from someone outside the door: "Stop!"

Xiong Baiming, the sect leader of the Divine Sword Sect, took a few disciples and went straight to the Huoyun Sect.

Zhu Meng kicked He Taichong out, looked coldly at this hardcore ally of the Fire Ancestor, and mocked: "My Fire Cloud Sect does not welcome ungrateful villains, please go back!"

Xiong Baiming's old face turned red, knowing what Zhu Meng was referring to. Since the news of the death of the Flame Ancestor came, Zhu Meng openly mourned, but Xiong Baiming had never set foot in the Fire Cloud Sect for half a step. The power that the Flame Ancestor had accumulated for decades had collapsed, and even the disciples had departed, and Zhu Meng could no longer restrain the hearts of the senior disciples.

"Zhu Meng, is this how you welcome the two senior uncles? Even if the ancestor is here, he doesn't dare to be so rude to us!" Xiong Baiming snorted.

Zhu Meng replied unceremoniously: "Ancestor is saying, you swear that you will form an alliance with the Huoyun Sect to fight against Murong Longyuan!

Xiong Baiming knew that in this situation, he would never be able to argue with Zhu Meng, and then he hurt his face in vain, coughed, and said: "Zhu Meng, the ancestor is here, has he ever taught you to harm your fellow disciples?"

He Taichong got up, a little disgraced, bowed to Xiong Baiming's chest, gave a deep salute, and said: "Two elders, the Huoyun Sect is now detached from morality, Zhu Meng forcibly occupies the position of the sect master, bullying me and other junior disciples, I hope that the two elders will be the masters of more than 100 of my disciples!"

Zhu Meng sneered: "Like you are such a traitor, charming and slave, why don't I beat you?"

Xiong Baiming said with a straight face: "Zhu Meng, I am ordered by the Lord of the Murong Alliance to come to the Huoyun Sect to rectify the affairs of the sect. The Flame Ancestor openly disobeyed the resolution of the Council of Elders, and was already the public enemy of the Six Sects of the Divine Dragon, and he was innocent of death. In order to maintain the legitimacy and unity of the Six Sects of the Divine Dragon, the Sect Master of the Fire Cloud Sect cannot be held by a close disciple of the Flame Ancestor. ”

As soon as he said this, He Taichong's face immediately showed joy. The juniors and disciples behind him also cheered.

Zhu Meng's face changed when he heard this, and he said, "Why? When does the Lord of the Murong Alliance have the right to interfere in the internal affairs of my Fire Cloud Sect?"

Xiong Baiming shook his head and said, "This is not only the meaning of the Lord of the Murong Alliance, but also the meaning of the Elders of the Six Sects of the Divine Dragon. Zhu Meng, you are the eldest disciple of the Huoyun Sect, and you are an outstanding talent among the younger generation. If you can make a vow to the Flame Ancestor to break your righteous and ceremonial duties immediately, you may be qualified to take over the position of Sect Master......"

When Zhu Meng heard this, he immediately became angry, his face was as red as blood, and he scolded angrily: "Fart, fart! I, Zhu Meng, am deeply favored by my ancestors, and I have risen all the way from a lowly slave to my current status." It's easy to kill me, but if you want to take the position of my sect master, let me abandon the Ancestor Dao system, but it is absolutely impossible!"

Xiong Baiming took a step forward, had already pressed the Seven Star Cold Moon Knife on his waist, his face was solemn, and said, "Zhu Meng, the Fire Cloud Sect is no longer up to you. If you take over the position of sect master again, the six sects of the Divine Dragon will collapse, and I, the elders of the six sects of the Divine Dragon, will never stand idly!"

Zhu Meng roared angrily, his palms were divided and closed, and the Yan King's sword qi was awe-inspiring, forming a big whirlwind, and the sky was split!

Xiong Baiming's right hand was drawn, and the Seven Star Cold Moon Knife flew out of its sheath, and was stimulated by his golden imperial qi, and with a bang, he blocked the invisible Yan King's sword qi in the air. Zhu Meng jumped up in mid-air, like a mad tiger, his palms flew vertically and horizontally, and he slashed more than ten Yan King sword qi in a row, forming a huge knife net, caged Xiong Baiming and Liu Yiqi in it.

"Dangdangdang" sounded like a popping bean, and above Xiong Baiming's head, sparks shot out. Xiong Baiming waited for the moment when Zhu Meng's breath was stagnant for a while, and took a step forward, and the Seven Star Cold Moon Knife suddenly slashed nine swords in a row, and the sword was like a lightning disease. He slashed out nine knives, and the knife momentum was retracted, but the sword light that cut out seemed to tear the curtain of the night, and instantly bloomed like a flower, and pulled towards Zhu Meng!

This kind of sword technique is the Divine Sword Sect's stunt Overlord Sword Technique, each knife is powerful and unstoppable! The Seven Star Cold Moon Knife in his hand has a handle made of a rare kind of iron wood, and the knife body is engraved with seven stars and a full moon, which is cold and soaking in brilliance.

Zhu Meng didn't know how to resist, so he had to retreat, his vest leaning against the wall of the main hall, and with a bang, he had knocked a hole in the wall. The nine sword lights sneered on the wall, tearing the entire wall and falling to the ground with a thud.

Zhu Meng pressed forward again. Xiong Baiming sneered: "I don't know what to do, stinky boy, if it weren't for your master's sake, I would have killed you with one palm, and I don't know how to live or die!"

"The breath of autumn frost!" Xiong Baiming held the knife in his palm, and suddenly swirled, the sword light rose to the sky, and a cold aura scattered in all directions in the knife momentum, shaped like a flying cover, and had caged Zhu Meng under it.

"What a style of autumn frost qi!Sect Master Xiong, you can actually control the water qi in the blade, it is really a wonderful idea!" He Taichong boasted shamelessly beside him.

In this way, with the help of the sword momentum, he actually poured the second qi and water qi of cultivation into the blade, rose with the sword momentum, and then turned into strange cold frost, enveloping the four fields.

Zhu Meng shivered, only to feel a chilly breath, his whole body froze, and even the ground was frozen in an instant, and he couldn't move!

The seven-star cold moon knife broke through the autumn frost and cold air, and rushed straight down from the top of his head! Zhu Meng was taken aback, he couldn't move at this time, this knife couldn't dodge, and he was about to die under that edge!

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