At this time, there was a lot of whispering in the Wangtian Palace, and the children of many sects were talking to each other. I looked at the big stone floor under my feet with some distraction, although I didn't have a good impression of Master Benkong, and I was also on guard against him, but his words pierced me deeply in the heart like a steel needle.

Am I really doing something wrong?

I thought silently.

The Demon Sect and the Righteous Sect have been fighting for hundreds of years, fighting and killing at every turn, and the blood is flowing like a river, and I don't know how many times the confrontation has been, and what kind of number of dead people have accumulated, I am afraid that the number of people is not clear.

Perhaps, everyone has their own destiny, right? But for such a meaningless death, I have long been unbearable, in the past, I only said that I would watch less such scenes, so in the Two Wolves Mountain, I will rescue He Yanqiu, and I will help Fang Wen escape from the death swamp. That kind of approach didn't feel anything at the time, but now that I look at it, my choice hasn't changed anything at all, sacrificing my life in exchange for a little bit of peace, what Master Benkong said is not wrong, if the Demon Sect resurrects and competes with decency, I don't know how many people will have to bury their bones in the future.

I was thinking about it, but I heard Master Benkong say slowly: "The tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop, although my generation is open-minded, but the demon sect thieves are making chaos everywhere, causing trouble to the rivers and lakes, and disturbing the peace of the world." This time, we and the righteous sects went to the place of death, it was really a battle against the water, and all the heroes worked together to share the weal and woe, and its purpose was to uproot the demon sect to prevent future troubles, only in this way can we rescue the martial arts and share the peace. It's just, it's still a pity......"

His words were originally plain, but at the end of the day, he suddenly sighed. I felt a clever person around me, knowing that he was referring to the escape from the swamp of death that I had helped Fang to escap, and when I looked up at him, I heard him continue: "This time I waited for my instinct to return with a feather, but in the end it ended up falling short, alas. According to the report from the disciples sent by Kunlun, after Fang Wenwen and other remnants of the Demon Sect fled from the Death Swamp, they have now raised their banners in the west of the wasteland, swallowing several medium-sized tribes in just a few months, and their power has grown to nearly 10,000. The people of the Demon Sect will retribution, and their hall master Fang Scripture is even more angry, they have suffered a lot in the battle of the Death Swamp, and they are bound to rise up and fight with the life and death of my rivers and lakes factions, at that time, I am afraid that it will inevitably be another life-and-death tragedy. Gu Shizhu, Lao Wei said earlier that you framed all the factions in the world for injustice, right?"

He still looks like a Buddha, and his eyes are calm and unwavering. I unconsciously felt that the master of the void would use the Death Swamp to suppress me, but now I heard that his words were extremely honest, but in fact, they were on the matter, and at this time, I didn't feel that his words made me uncomfortable, but I felt that my heart was full of guilt.

I opened my mouth, but I couldn't even speak, at this time, Cheng Fuhai suddenly said: "Benkong, Gu Xiaoyou is still young, and it is not strange that he does not understand the overall situation, and even though he made a mistake with a moment of brain fever, didn't he still keep his promise to come and help me refine the antidote to the poison? ”

Cheng Fuhai's words were already a little cold. He is the owner of Youyun Villa, and the weight of his words is naturally very heavy, and the originally bustling hall is a lot quieter all of a sudden.

It was only Cheng Fuhai's words that fell, but he heard the path An standing at the gate of the hall stand up and said, "Master Cheng Zhuang, Master Benkong is just clarifying the truth with Gu Tian Kid, what's the harm in saying it?"

Before he finished his words, Cheng Fuhai suddenly stared at him and shouted: "Bastard! The old man is talking here, where is your turn to interject!"

With that, he stepped on the ground with his right foot, and his clothes suddenly fluttered, and a thick energy suddenly swung out like an eruption. The internal force of a character like him is really amazing, and as soon as the internal force gushes out, even the vast Wangtian Hall closely follows the fluctuations of the wind. Before I could react, I saw that Cheng Fuhai had already pushed sideways with his palm, and a brilliant palm qi flashed out of his palm, and went straight to the path standing at the entrance of the hall.

We were already standing in the middle of the Wangtian Palace, twenty or thirty zhang away from the entrance of the main hall, but Cheng Fuhai's palm qi made people feel that this distance was as close as if it was close at hand, and the palm qi had rushed in front of Lu An in just an instant. Cheng Fuhai's Liuyun Palm is amazingly powerful, plus his internal strength is already deep, Path An has never cultivated internal strength, even if a pair of fists can open stones and break gold, but where can it be compared? Seeing the palm qi flying, he didn't even know how to punch and want to catch it, but he raised his arms squarely, and the palm qi pressed on his chest, only to hear a muffled sound of "bang", Path An's face turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spit out with a "wow" in his mouth, and the person flew out upside down from the entrance of the hall like a kite with a broken line.

Such a scene came suddenly, and there was an exclamation in the hall, Zhao Chuanshu and many disciples of the Boxing Sect ran outside the hall one after another, to help Path An up, probably Cheng Fuhai's palm was already merciful, and after eating his palm, Path An did not have the advantage of life, but it was enough for him to stand it, and when he was helped up by Zhao Chuanshu and others, he spit blood, and he was angry.

The faces of the many masters standing at the entrance of the hall changed suddenly, and they only heard Luo Renshan, the lord of the Ghost Valley, say in a deep voice: "Master Chengzhuang, what do you mean!"

Cheng Fuhai withdrew his palm, the energy on his body disappeared without a trace, and he just said lightly when he looked at the outside of the hall: "It's not big, it's not small, it's not polite, this person deserves this palm!"

At this time, Yuan Ji, the head of the Hengyue faction standing at the top of the main hall, snorted coldly and said: "Master Cheng Zhuang, the head of the fist sect is under the jurisdiction of my Hengyue faction, you are so arrogant, you can't help but look down on my Hengyue faction too much!"

Cheng Fuhai raised his eyes and sneered, "So what?"

Yuan Ji suddenly shook his head and smiled, walked down from the hall, his right hand that was hanging down suddenly shook up and down, and a cyan long sword was already shining in his hand like a ghost, and said: "That is the case, then this seat is also going to ask the master of Cheng Zhuang for a lesson or two, Su asked your Liuyun palm is famous in the world, and this seat has been admired for a long time, I think we will try to compete today." ”

He walked as he spoke, and when he walked down the hall, his body was already full of energy, and the air flow in circles gathered around him like waves, and his momentum was almost the same as that of a celestial person.

The martial arts of the Hengyue faction are also broad and profound. Even though I didn't know much about the Hengyue Sect, I couldn't help but be secretly surprised. Yuan Ji walked down from the hall, although the qi on his body was not as relaxed as Cheng Fuhai, but it was like retreating into intangibility, even the surrounding air seemed to be surging in secret, the long sword in his hand was wrapped in qi, it looked calm and shimmering, but the sword qi was already swallowed, as if he was going to rush out in the next moment.

"That's what I mean!" Cheng Fuhai sneered again, and when his words fell, the energy that had just dissipated in his body immediately surged out again, this time he seemed to have enough internal strength, but even his gray hair blew up.

Probably Cheng Fuhai's actions were angering many disciples of the Hengyue faction, and his inner qi surged, and I saw that the more than 100 disciples of the Hengyue faction standing on the left side of the hall were all pale, and when the sound of a neat and uniform long sword unsheathed sounded, he had already aimed the long sword at Cheng Fuhai, looking at Cheng Fuhai like a great enemy.

The long swords of more than 100 disciples of the Hengyue Sect were unsheathed, and that kind of momentum was rare, and dozens of disciples of Youyun Mountain Villa on Han Xiao's side were not to be outdone, and in a flash of cold light, the big sword was already on their chests. Although their numbers were not as good as those of the Hengyue Sect's disciples, their momentum was not weak at all.

There was another exclamation in the hall, everyone changed color, many people retreated one after another, and Luo Renshan and others, who were standing at the door of the Wangtian Palace, also slowly retreated to the door, almost retreating outside the hall.

I couldn't help but be taken aback again, I never thought things would turn out like this. There is never a-for-tat between the many sects of the Seven Great Sects, which is a great taboo, and once there is civil strife, I am afraid that the consequences will be unimaginable, and this situation has never occurred in the past. But now, they seem to be completely oblivious.

Seeing the tension in the main hall, but at this moment, Tianyi shouted loudly: "Yuanji, Cheng Fuhai, what do you want to do?

Yuan Ji stood still, didn't turn his head back, and snorted coldly: "Tianyi, you have also seen it, it's not that Yuan Moucheng is looking for trouble, but that Master Cheng Zhuang is deceiving people too much, and he can only be blamed!"

Cheng Fuhai also snorted coldly and said, "You don't discipline your subordinates strictly, the old man can't get used to it, just discipline and discipline for you." ”

"Nonsense!" The Fireheart Daoist also stood up at this time, but he looked at Cheng Fuhai and said in a deep voice: "Brother Cheng, this is my Kunlun faction, if you want to fight, go down the mountain, don't act rashly in my Wangtian Palace!"

The Fireheart Daoist was also angry. Although he still called "Brother Cheng" on his lips, when he looked at Cheng Fuhai, his face was already grim, and his eyes were very cold. Cheng Fuhai didn't have a seizure, his face remained unchanged, he just shouted at Yuanji: "That's okay, the place here is too small, and you can't use your fists and feet." Master Yuan, do you dare to go down the mountain with the old man!"