"Wujiang, those four people are just new disciples this year, why force them to a dead end!"

In the candle-lit tent, Nangong Wufeng, who was above the main seat, frowned tightly, and bitterly persuaded a white-clothed young man sitting on the first place on the left. www.biquge.info Although the power of the military command is now in the hands of this young man named Wan Wujiang, according to the seniority, the main position is of course to be sat by Nangong Wufeng, who is the ancestor.

Cang Ling'er's beautiful eyes on the first place on the right are also full of anticipation, hoping that Wan Wujiang can read the Internet for the sake of the same disciple and brother.

However, Wan Wujiang, who had always closed his eyes and recuperated, didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, and said lightly: "Nangong Patriarch, as the chief steward of this year's Yama Six Dao Entrance Test, I am afraid that this situation is due to your old dereliction of duty." ”

"Uh...... This ......"

One sentence stunned Nangong Wufeng to the point that he had nothing to say, Wan Wujiang was right, as the chief manager of the entrance test, if he could have been more careful when he was supervising, and could have discovered that Tiancha was the identity of the Shadow Clan earlier and sent it back to the Holy Tang Divine Continent, then Fang Ping would not have met Sweet Tea, would not have taken her to join the Golden Viper, and would not have come to this Yuan Demon Realm to complete the guarantee task, let alone happen to meet the Shadow Clan who came to sneak attack the fortress of the Fengxiang Mountain garrison!

But what's the use of saying this? There is no regret medicine to take in the world, and the first task at this stage is how to deal with the problems that have been discovered.

"I understand all this, after returning to the sect, I will personally go to the Taishang Courtyard to plead guilty and step down from the position of patriarch. But these four are just new disciples...... Is there really no room for reversal?" Nangong Wufeng did not give up, and had already gambled on his identity as an ancestor.

However, even so, Boundless still did not have the slightest intention of opening his eyes. Between the opening and closing of his mouth, an immortal voice came out faintly: "Hehe, Nangong Patriarch, your bargaining chips are of no quality, isn't it what you should do to go to the Taishang Courtyard to bear the guilt of Jing Plea? Because of the mixing of the children of the Shadow Clan, this sect and the Shenzhou clan have a grudge." To put it mildly, this is a momentary dereliction of duty. To put it mildly, you are a traitor who destroys the reputation of the sect and wants to defect from the Yama Ghost Sect!"

"You fuck fart!!"

Being slandered like this, Nangong Wufeng's violent temper came up at once, and he slapped the table and stood up and opened his mouth to scold!

"Bastard boy, do you dare to say it again?!Our Nangong clan has guarded the Yama Ghost Sect for thousands of years! Lao Tzu was born on Tiankui Peak since he was a child, eating the grain of the Ghost Spirit Field and drinking the water of the Ghost Spirit Spring! You have contributed to my sect diligently for more than 700 years! You, an ignorant young man who has just started for only a hundred years, dare to play a bullshit in front of Lao Tzu?!

The more Nangong Wufeng spoke, the more angry he became, and he rolled up his sleeves and was about to beat someone.

Cang Ling'er on the side saw that the situation was not good, and immediately rushed to his side to stop him: "Dad, don't be impulsive, now is not the time to be angry!"

"Hehe, my Patriarch, you should keep these vulgar words and say them to the seniors of the Supreme Court, if they approve of it, the disciples don't have any opinions. But ah......" Wan Wujiang finally opened his eyes this time, glanced at Nangong Wufeng lightly, and his words were full of disdain: "Hmph, even if you have lived for more than seven hundred years, your qi cultivation kung fu is still a mess!"

"You ......"

Nangong Wufeng's eyes exploded, and the whites of his eyes gradually became bloodshot, if it weren't for Cang Ling'er who had been desperately stopping him, I am afraid that he would immediately rush forward and tear that disrespectful kid to pieces.

After a few struggles, Nangong Wufeng finally calmed down, and after snorting coldly, he walked out of the tent.

For a while, there were only two people left in the huge handsome tent.

Moving his gaze to Cang Ling'er, who had already retreated from his uniform and body, Wan Wujiang licked the corners of his mouth, and a flash of heat flashed in his eyes.

"Ling'er, I'm ......"

"Please call me Senior Sister, or Elder!

Cang Ling'er's face was cold and terrifying, and for the young man in front of her, she had nothing but disgust in her heart.

On the other hand, Wan Wujiang always looked calm, as if nothing could affect this person's mood.

"Hehe, Senior Sister Ling'er. I just want to say that for the marriage I mentioned before, I hope you will think about it again, senior sister. In addition, I have to trouble you to persuade Senior Sister Yan'er, if she also agrees, I am willing to double the previous conditions. How about 200,000 top-grade spirit stones?"

“......”

"How about a triple?"

"Get out!!"

......

Out of the tent, the Tiankui patriarch sighed a little helplessly, looked at the full moon in the sky with his eyes, and walked slowly to the top of the mountain.

A slightly familiar and beautiful side face came into view, Nangong Wufeng blinked his eyes, and said in surprise: "Ling'er, aren't you still in the handsome tent......

The owner of the side face turned his head, revealing a slender scar on the left cheek.

"It's me, Cang Yan'er. ”

On the top of the mountain, under the moonlight, a beautiful woman who was exactly the same as Cang Ling'er in terms of appearance, temperament, figure and even cultivation stood there vividly, it was none other than the Netherworld Saintess who had taken off the black veil to hide her face.

Cang Ling'er, Cang Yan'er......

It's just a pair of twins!

Nangong Wufeng's mouth was half open, he wanted to say something to Cang Yan'er, but he only felt like his throat was choked by someone, and he couldn't make a sound at all.

Cang Yan'er smiled very generously, I don't know when, when she faced the man she once loved deeply, she no longer had the feeling of a deer bumping into each other.

"Long time no see...... Daddy......"

Hearing this long-lost affectionate title, Nangong Wufeng was slightly stunned, then reacted, and then grinned: "Haha, yes, it's been a long time......"

"Enemy attack! There is an enemy attack!!"

"It's him! It's Fang Ping here! All the guards! Capture the traitor Fang Ping alive!!"

Before Nangong Wufeng's words were finished, the roars of several sentinels came from the upper floor of the fortress. Almost at the same time, the figures of a man and a woman blurred for a moment, and then slowly dissipated.

It's an afterimage!

"Damn! Use Lao Tzu's stuff to deal with Lao Tzu! Do you bastards dare to be more shameless?!"

In the sky, Fang Ping, who had directly lifted the shadow retreat state, looked at the more than a dozen Cangjia soldiers wearing multi-functional tactical helmets, and he almost crushed a mouthful of teeth with hatred.

"Stinky and shameless thing! How could I believe you in the first place?! A bunch of white-eyed wolves who eat inside and out! Phew! Shit! Garbage!"

Flexibly dodging the many magic weapons that flew in, Fang Ping shouted and cursed, and at the same time did not forget to drop a few explosive grenades at the right time. And with the explosion of each grenade, several Cangjia soldiers will fall in response.

"A bunch of stupid forks!Dare to compare the range with Lao Tzu!I don't know how to let you die!!"

The two eyes were completely bloodshot, and the anger was exactly the best state that could perfectly stimulate Fang Ping's potential.

"Reinforcements!Reinforcements!!This traitor's magic weapon is too strong, and we alone will never be able to hold it!Go and ask for reinforcements!!"

Above the tower, a herald shouted with a frightened face. He couldn't figure it out anyway, obviously he was just a person, obviously just a rookie at the second level of qi refining, why could the magic weapon be so strong?! Why could the attack be so rapid?!

At the feet of this herald, two figures, one fat and one thin, swayed helplessly in the firelight, miserable and lonely!

Bai Qingfeng and Wang Xiaoer, they have been hanging here for three days.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully purchasing the self-guided Vulcan Gatling x10, costing a total of reputation x100000. ”

"Click~Click~Click~Click......"

Fang Ping fell to the ground, and the crisp sounds of gold and iron interlaced came one after another, and the bright silver brilliance flashed one by one. Ten thigh-thick barrels lined up and rotated, from this moment on!

"Miscellaneous people, let me enjoy the wrath of the Legion!"

"Infinite Firepower!!

"Zizi Zizi ......"

Ten Vulcan Gatlings were fired at once, and for a moment, there were no more intact walls, no more living creatures, no more standing plants, no more stupid garbage......

Xia Lan in the distance was already stunned, was this still the Fang Ping he knew before? What kind of magic weapon was this? What kind of destructive power was this?!

Heaven is on the left, warriors are on the right.

But does going right necessarily mean death?

No, in the midst of endless death, he could still become---Death!