At this moment, on these ten boats, without exception, all of them are densely packed with people, if you look carefully, you will find that there are no less than two hundred people on each of them, these people have different cultivations, but the weakest ones also have the cultivation of the second layer of dust.

And at the position of the bow of each boat, there are two people standing, and the two people at the bow of the boat exude strong fluctuations, and Hao Ran is all above the realm of refinement.

And the position of the bow of one of the boats has two people, a man and a woman, and from these two people emanates the fluctuations of cultivation, and on the other nine boats, the fluctuations of the cultivation of the worldly realm are too much stronger, and these two people are all cultivators of the wind realm.

Just when these ten boats were hurrying towards the Ling Ge Sect, the huge incense burner on the top of the first peak in the Ling Ge Sect had already burned to the end.

At this moment, the incense was extinguished, and the disciples who came were obviously much worse than the number of disciples at the time of the competition, although each of the seven peaks was more or less lacking some disciples, but there was no doubt that the fourth peak and the fifth peak lacked the most! Originally, the two peaks had more than 800 disciples, but the total number of people who arrived at this time was less than 300, and all of them were outer disciples.

At this time, Mo Wentian's expression was calm, as if there was no surprise to the people who did not come, and after his eyes slowly swept over the crowd, he said, "Good, good, good." After saying three good things in a row, his face immediately became a little rosy, and it was obvious that his heart was by no means as calm as he appeared.

Mo Wentian's expression gradually became extremely gloomy, and then he took a deep breath and continued: "I have disciples such as you in my Lingge Sect, and it is not in vain that the sect cultivates you, I think you have heard something these days, the rumors are correct, there are indeed rebellious people in the sect, who want to kill my sect."

Even killing many disciples of the sect, although such traitors can kill the disciples of our sect, they can't destroy the entire Lingge Sect's more than 3,000 years of Taoism! This matter must not be endured from today onwards! No disciple can die in vain!

As the master of the sect, I didn't protect the sect and the disciples in the sect, I don't want to ask the sky to be guilty!" Speaking of this, Mo Wentian's right hand suddenly raised, without the slightest pause, and directly slapped it on his chest.

Under this palm, he immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body staggered backwards. This scene happened so suddenly, so fast that even the ten peak masters and elders on both sides of Mo Wentian didn't react, and they didn't have time to stop it!

"Sect Master!" At this moment, after Wu Lao and the others, the ten elders and the peak master saw this scene, they shouted, and hurriedly passed over between steps, and the five true disciples below all showed heartache, and flew up directly, and in an instant, they also arrived beside Mo Wentian.

And at this moment, thousands of disciples, one by one, were not only shocked by Mo Wentian's words!, but also stunned by the sudden scene, rumors are one thing, at this time from Mo Wentian's mouth in person, it is another thing, the crowd gasped, but soon after a while, all the disciples showed a determined look, and at the same time, their hearts at this moment, those rebellious people, hated to the extreme!

"Elders, Peak Lord, I'm fine. After Mo Wentian finished speaking, he looked up to the sky and laughed, and his expression was even less angry!

"Even if you are broken to pieces this time, you will never allow this to happen again! All the disciples who came here today will go with me to kill the sinners of these sects!"

This time Mo Wentian did not pause at all, after finishing speaking, his pale face gradually turned red, and there was no serious injury at all, at this time, except for the ten people around Mo Wentian and the true disciple Mo Li, the rest of the people all looked angry, even the remaining four true disciples were no exception!

The core disciple Zhong Qiao shouted at this time: "Kill the traitor and swear to defend the sect to the death!"

When all the disciples heard Zhong Qiao's shouting, they immediately woke up like a blow to the head, and shouted in unison: "Kill the sinners and swear to defend the sect to the death!"

Wang Fei was also shocked, especially the slap on Mo Wentian! This slap is simple on others, but if it hits himself...... Not everyone has the courage to fight against themselves! Be ruthless to others, not ruthless! Even to be so ruthless to yourself, that ...... It's really ruthless!

"It seems that anyone who can become a strong man is by no means a fluke, any one has its own uniqueness!" Wang Fei also heard Zhong Qiao's roar when he was thinking about it.

He glanced at Zhong Qiao, I don't know why, Zhong Qiao's face was serious at this time, with a righteous demeanor, there was not the slightest hypocrisy in it, he could have such a look, saying this was from Zhong Qiao's heart, Wang Fei was also a little stunned.

At this time, Wang Fei also found that the number of people who came to the first peak was not at all seventy percent of all the disciples at the time of the sect competition, and this discovery made Wang Fei's heart pound instantly...... Rapid beating.

If you just do a rough calculation, there are nearly seventy percent of the disciples, and there are five true disciples, ten elders and peak masters, although it may not be very easy for the rebellious people to sweep away, but it is definitely not a difficult task.

But there are no absolutes, if there are only these people, they will never dare to jump out and openly rebel at this time, they must be colluding with people outside, if someone outside comes at this time...... Come to think of it.

Wang Fei's mouth was a little dry, and suddenly, he understood why the second elder and the fourth elder Zhong Jianghe were not here, and the two must have been to prevent someone from coming from outside the sect.

Everyone is not stupid, not only Wang Fei thought of this, maybe everyone thought of this, and after chanting, they all fell silent.

Wang Fei saw Mo Wentian's expression at this time, revealing absolute confidence, although Mo Wentian was injured, he must be the highest person in the entire Night Kingdom.

Moreover, the Ling Pavilion Sect must also have more than three thousand years of accumulation, and it will definitely have an unusual magic weapon, and it is rumored that there is a magic weapon made by a person at the peak of the reincarnation realm in the sect, thinking of this, Wang Fei breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Whether it was for his parents or Li Wuxue, he didn't want to die in battle, although he had been in the Ling Ge Sect for three years, Wang Fei didn't actually have much sense of belonging to this sect in his heart. ”

At this time, everyone was full of thoughts, Mo Wentian's eyes swept away, and he said in a low voice: "Fight!"

Just when Mo Wentian finished speaking, everyone was about to leave.

"Hmph!" a very cold snort suddenly appeared.

The sound seemed to be still in the sky at first, but it was deafening in an instant, and with the roaring sound coming out, there were ripples in the sky of the first peak, and a figure slowly walked out from the center of the ripples, this person Hao Ran was the old man on the mountainside of the fourth peak.