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www.xSHUOTXT.Com Qianlingzi stepped forward with an ancient long sword in his hand, stopped a few feet in front of him, and analyzed: "According to the current shape, we only have two ways to go, the first is to surrender to the Tobu League......"

He observed the three of them for a while, and continued to say the second choice in a surprising voice: "Then the second way is to surrender to the Tobu Alliance. ”

"What are you talking about, aren't these two paths the same?" Xiaoyaosanren snorted coldly, his eyes were full of contempt, and he no longer had any trust in Qian Lingzi.

Qian Lingzi smiled reluctantly, staring at the yellowed face of Tianion with old eyes, as if there were many unspeakable hidden, and there was a lot of helplessness and hope.

Celestial Ion's gaze flickered again, and when he saw Celestial Ion's innocent expression, he couldn't help but hesitate again. But after a while, he seemed to remember something and tried to transmit the sound of mosquitoes: "You mean to first seek satisfaction with grievances, and finally be able to protect yourself?"

"That's right, that's what the poor Dao means, I don't know what the Heavenly Departure Daoist thinks?" Qian Lingzi also moved his words but no sound came out, and he also used the sound transmission technique at this time.

In the martial arts, this kind of sound transmission technique is extremely rare. Not only does it require extremely deep internal strength, but it also needs to have enough talent after having enough internal strength, otherwise it will be extremely difficult to comprehend this secret technique that transcends the realm of martial arts.

And what is even more speechless is that this kind of secret art is very demanding and laborious. In view of the special xìng of this technique, it cannot be mastered by ordinary people in martial arts, and even if it is mastered, it is rarely used.

Tian Ion thought for a moment, glanced at the Heaven-Defying Confucian Monarch a few feet away, and shook his head silently as if he had made a decision, and said: "Thank you Brother Qianling Dao for your concern! Life and death are fate, although Poor Dao has not done anything in his life, but at this time, he surrenders to the enemy and bows down to something, no matter what the purpose is, Poor Dao does not want to do it." If I can survive today, Jingnan Wulin will not be destroyed, and my valley will still exist. If it is destroyed, I can calmly face the ancestors of the valley below, so that my valley will not become a laughing stock for the ages. And we have one last hand......"

"Tianli Daoist friends don't think about it anymore?"

Qian Lingzi looked a little puzzled, a little surprised, and a little pity. Suddenly, he seemed to realize something, and he looked up at the five light balls on the altar height, and the god suddenly asked, "What is this light ball? Could it be that the last hand you said has something to do with this?"

"Since Qianling Daoist friends already know, why do they need to say more. You've walked around the valley a lot over the years, and you've come here many times to see it, so you must know no less than the poor road, right?" said Celestial Ion casually, knowing all of this well.

However, after a while, Celestial Ion seemed to sense something and slowly raised the dilapidated long sword and looked at it, muttering to himself: Strange, why did this sword become impatient, could it be that things had changed?

A quarter of an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and a cacophony of discussion and scolding began to be heard in the camp of the Tobu League, and the impatience and anger were unmistakable.

The Master of Yuzhu raised his eyebrows and was a little displeased, he turned his head to look at the Confucian Monarch of the Heavens, and then said with pity: "Is that enough? If you still want to discuss it further, please go aside, and the rest of the people are also quite interested." ”

Tianion shook his head with a wry smile, and he stepped forward apologetically and arched his hand: "What a snub to the guest?"

"I don't know how the Heavenly Departure Daoist will decide?" The contemptuous tone and empty eyes of the Master of the Yuba made Tianion frown.

"As the second leader of the Tobu League, Your Excellency's martial arts are superb, and even the sixth brother Qingfeng is not an opponent. Poor Dao admires it tightly, I wonder if I am lucky enough to ask a thing or two?"

Celestial Ion's wrist moved slightly, and the gray and yellow qi on the dilapidated long sword flew up. A breeze blew from the movement of the sword, but it was so cold and biting.

Suddenly, the murderous aura came, and the face of the person on the yuba condensed slightly, but he didn't pay much attention to it.

"Well...... In your current situation, any one of my hall masters is sufficient. "The man on the bean curd bamboo is dressed in fluttering clothes and looks calm. He turned his head to the Confucian Monarch and clasped his fists respectfully, and said respectfully: "My subordinates have the courage to take over this command task, and I ask the alliance leader to agree." ”

"If you can't ask for anything, just do whatever you want, don't let me down!"

The Confucianist of the Heavens snapped the bloody long sword, and the tip of the sword went straight towards the corpse of Zhuge Drunken Mountain, and suddenly a blood-red light surged out with a heavy bloody aura, and fell directly on the corpse.

The corpse suddenly burst red, and in the blink of an eye, it was drowned in blood. A series of crackling sounds rang out with a disgusting smell of burnt paste.

A wisp of wind blew, sweeping the land with a bleak autumn mood, bringing up the dead leaves on the treetop ground, poignant and charming.

Accompanied by the light breeze, there was also a gray sky, which added a bit of confusion to the blood-red sè. However, it does not bring a hint of freshness, which makes people feel creepy.

Half a moment later, the blood-red light began to gradually dissipate, and Zhuge Zuishan's corpse completely disappeared in front of people's eyes.

Above the ground, nothing but a dark pool of blood and a few pokes of mutilated gray bones remained. And the bones began to slowly turn into ashes under the invasion of the wind, and flew away with the wind.

In the blink of an eye, Zhuge Drunken Mountain completely disappeared in front of people. There are no bones left, as if there is no such person in the world, and any fame and fortune and any pursuit have disappeared from then on.

Tianion shook his head with a sigh, sighed involuntarily, and muttered aimlessly: "Life and death are flicking their fingers, life is like a shuttle, it is better to leave nothing after a person dies, so as not to be burdened by the chaos of this world." ”

"Tianli Daoyou is really a bosom friend! This seat can't bear to look at the drunken mountain brothers' violent corpses in the wilderness, so he takes it upon himself to perform the gift of returning to heaven for him. The Confucian Monarch was full of apologies, as if he had encountered some knot that could not be untied and was depressed.

After a while, he glanced at the master of the bean curd who was waiting quietly, and said with a sudden, "Okay, the next qiē will be handed over to you." ”

With a swing of his wrist, the bloody sword disappeared strangely. I don't know where he is hiding, which makes everyone present amazed.

"The alliance leader will not let you down!" said the Venerable Yuba with a deep bow.

He turned around, reached out and flicked his hand on his body, and a long whip with brilliant and colorful stripes appeared in front of everyone. A few strange regular patterns on the whip add a bit of unfathomable and profound meaning to this long whip, and it is extraordinary at first sight.

He turned his head and glanced at his own camp with a smile, which made the Tobu heroes not know why, and for a while, the entire camp was full of speculation.

He didn't mind this, he turned an angle strangely without lifting his feet, and magically danced on his own without moving the long whip in his hand, looking at Jingnan Qunhao with cold eyes like a demonstration.

The Venerable Yuba's eyes flickered, and there was a little more coldness in his eyes, as if the trace of hesitation had completely dissipated with the dance of the whip at the same time as the whip was released, leaving only a resolute killing intent.

Seeing the tyrannical killing intent of the Venerable Yuba, the Confucian Monarch couldn't help but smile with relief. He stepped back with his hands behind his back, as if he really didn't want to be involved anymore.

The Venerable Yuba's gaze was completely focused on the three of them, and he said in a cold and ruthless tone, "We in the Tobu Alliance have two choices when dealing with traitors. One is 'self-determination', and the other is 'Destiny'. Since you don't want to think about the world, then you are a traitor to the martial arts and a public enemy of the world. Now the old man will use the rules of the alliance to deal with you, so you should have nothing to say, right?"

The Master of Yuba paused for a moment and continued, "'Decide it yourself', presumably none of you will be obedient. Then, the Providential Judgment is your last choice. The 'Mandate of Heaven' is for you to choose your opponent to judge you, and life and death are completely in the hands of others. As long as you win the judgment against the judges, you can go away on your own, and we will not be embarrassed. ”