Ouyang Chongxiao said: "You shouldn't be alive either. What a ridiculous thing it is for a monk to be the leader of a cult, but you want to do it. Do you think the Netherworld people will listen to you? Now that they know I'm alive, they'll kill you for me. ”

The gray-shirted man was a little worried, and said, "I'm a little scared indeed. I'm afraid they'll not listen to me, but yours. But you can ask them, are they willing to help me, or are they willing to help you?"

Ouyang Chongxiao looked at the black-clothed men holding various weapons: "Do you still recognize this sect master?"

None of the people in black said that they knew Ouyang Chongxiao, and even if they did, I was afraid that no one would dare to speak at this time.

Ouyang Chongxiao was a little disappointed.

The gray-shirted man sneered: "Ouyang Chongxiao, you didn't expect you to be such a failure as a human being, do you? Look, there are more than 10,000 people under your command, but none of them know you, do you know why?"

Ouyang Chongxiao's eyes were full of surprise and said, "Why do you say this?"

The gray-shirted man sneered, "Because you're too cruel yourself." You kill people like hemp, and you want to kill people with your bullshit rules at every turn, and you have already lost the hearts of the people. Also, you yourself said how many times have you met with your congregation in the past ten years?"

Ouyang Chongxiao recalled for a moment and said, "There are about a dozen times. ”

The gray-shirted man laughed and said: "More than ten years, more than a dozen times, which is equivalent to only meeting once a year, think about it, your sect members are so large, they can't even see your face, and once a year, you have to kill a person." Who do you think will listen to you?"

Ouyang Chongxiao said strangely: "This sect has never killed them. ”

The Grey Shirt said: "It doesn't matter if you haven't killed them. As long as someone knows that you killed the person. ”

Ouyang Chongxiao was surprised and wanted to get up from his chair and said, "Who killed that person?"

The gray-shirted man said with some smugness: "You can think about who killed it yourself." To whom have you given the power of the church all these years?"

Ouyang Chongxiao blurted out. said: "Hundred miles of fragrance." ”

The gray-shirted man hurriedly said: "Yes, it's Bai Piaoxiang, in fact, she has long known that you are the one who killed her father, and the reason why she did not expose your plot is because she wants to completely destroy your Nether God Cult." ”

Ouyang Chongxiao was surprised: "But she didn't destroy my Divine Sect. ”

The Grey-Shirted Human: "That's because he wants to use your Divine Cult for another great cause. ”

Ouyang Chongxiao said: "She found you later. And I told you about my killing of Baili Huaishan. She also said that she wants you to be the leader of the Nether God Cult, and hopes that you will be able to unify the martial arts in the future. Be the leader of the martial arts. ”

The gray-shirted man forced a laugh and said, "You're not stupid after all. The gray-shirted man suddenly said excitedly: "If you hadn't framed me back then, how could I have been separated from Baili Piaoxiang? You have to take responsibility for the mistakes you made twenty years ago, and you have to die to be worthy of your master's teachings. ”

Ouyang Chongxiao also excitedly wanted to get up from the chair. He said angrily: "Do you still dare to blame me? Didn't you create this qiē single-handedly? You robbed my beloved little junior sister, and you still frowned at her in front of me." It makes me unable to sleep peacefully at night. Ouyang Chongxiao suddenly said in a low voice: "Whoever makes me feel bad, I will make someone feel bad." Not only will I take back what you have taken, but I will also ruin the person who took my things. ”

The gray-shirted man also said excitedly: "You have caused me to lose my lover and master, and since then I have escaped into the empty door, and I can't enjoy the delicious food of the world." Shouldn't I avenge this revenge?"

Ouyang Chongxiao laughed wildly: "Ximen Chaoyang, I didn't expect you to have a time of pain. Listening to your tone, you don't feel very comfortable in Shaolin Temple. Otherwise, you won't give up the position of Shaolin abbot and come to compete with me for the position of the head of the Nether God Sect?hahaha......"

The gray-shirted man gritted his teeth angrily and said, "I want you to vomit out all the food you have eaten in my stomach, and I want you to return what you took from me forever." ”

Ouyang Chongxiao stretched out his head proudly, with a pleasant light in his eyes, and said, "What you have lost will never be able to go back." You have lost the most tender twenty years of Baili Piaoxiang, do you know that in the past twenty years, whatever I want, she will satisfy me. But what about you, you are only in the Shaolin Temple, facing the ancient Buddha of the green lantern, chanting and meditating. ”

The gray-shirted man said angrily: "So, all the suffering I have suffered for so many years, you have to completely vomit it today." Half a month ago, you didn't die, and today, I want to see if your life is still very hard. ”

The Greyshirt Man was about to make a move. Ouyang Chongxiao said, "Wait." ”

The gray-shirted man said impatiently, "What else do you have to say before you die?"

Ouyang Chongxiao said, "Don't you think it's strange for me to sit here and say these things to you now?"

The gray-shirted man said coldly: "It's really strange. You deserve to die, you shouldn't sit here. ”

Ouyang Chongxiao shook his head and said slowly: "No, what you said is not right, I shouldn't die, I should run away." Because my martial arts are no match for you at all. ”

The gray-shirted man asked strangely, "Then why don't you run away?"

Ouyang Chongxiao said lightly: "Because I can't escape?"

The gray-shirted man was surprised and asked, "Why can't you run away?"

Ouyang Chongxiao smiled: "Because if I escape, Chu Liuxiang won't be able to kill you?"

The gray-shirted man was a little surprised and said, "Chu Liuxiang is still alive?"

Ouyang Chongxiao smiled proudly: "Of course he is still alive." He's just waiting for your life. ”

The gray-shirted man was shocked: "Didn't he compete with Long Zaitian? These two people's martial arts are first-class, as long as they fight together, they will definitely lose both." Even if Chu Liuxiang didn't die, his skills would be greatly reduced. Why should I be afraid of you?"

Ouyang Chongxiao said slowly: "You are very right, you really don't have to be afraid of us. But don't forget. Chu Liuxiang and Long Zaitian are not a battle of life and death, they are just imparting internal strength. ”

The gray-shirted man was surprised and said, "What are you talking about? Could it be that Long Zaitin is willing to pass on his more than eighty years of skill to Chu Liuxiang?"

Ouyang Chongxiao said!: "At first, I couldn't believe it, but then I believed it, because my father-in-law had already passed on his skills to Chu Liuxiang. ”

The gray-shirted man was shocked: "Are you saying that Long Zaitian was transmitting his power to Chu Liuxiang just now, and they weren't fighting at all?" (To be continued......)