Chapter: 1243
Old Bai frowned slightly, and said: "Brother Nalan! There's no need to mobilize the crowd like this, this kid is also an unintentional mistake, let him go!"

It's a pity that the black-robed man doesn't pay attention to Bai Lao at all. This black-robed man is much stronger than Bai Lao, and his status in the Holy Sect is much higher than the latter, so these Holy Sect disciples basically listen to the black-robed man. Men's.

Seeing that the man in black robe didn't listen to his words, Old Bai sighed softly, looked at Zhuo Wen, his eyes were full of helplessness...

"Nalan Hongyu hasn't become an inner disciple of the Holy Sect yet, right? Am I insulting your disciples of the Holy Sect?" Zhuo Wen said indifferently, looking around at the disciples of the Holy Sect who surrounded him.

Nalan Hongyu raised her chin high, with a curved mouth, and said with a sneer, "It is a certainty that I will become an inner sect disciple. If you insult me ??now, you are provoking the Holy Ancestor. Do you think you deserve to die?"

"Hongyu is right, she will become an inner disciple sooner or later, and what are you? How can you insult her?" the man in black said indifferently.

All eyes were cast on the young man surrounded by disciples of the Holy Sect, and they all shook their heads and sighed. They also did not expect such a thing to happen in this mountain opening ceremony.

"This young man is really unlucky! With his talent, he is quite capable of becoming an inner disciple of the Holy Sect, but it's a pity..."

Everyone knows that because this extremely talented young man has offended Nalan Hongyu, and Nalan Hongyu has a close relationship with the man in black robe, his entry into the Holy Sect is a complete failure. Pay the price of death.

"Have you regretted it? After all, you can't afford to offend some people, but it's useless for you to regret it now! Your talent is indeed good, but it's a pity that the Holy Ancestor does not lack talents like you."

Nalan Hongyu was high above, looking down at the young man below, posing as a winner, she wanted to see the young man in front of her showing remorse, anger and other negative emotions.

It's a pity that the surrounded young man was extremely calm from beginning to end, and his indifferent eyes were like stone statues that have never changed since ancient times, without any other colors.

"Are you pretending? Second uncle, take this rebellious guy down!" Nalan Hongyu snorted coldly, and said to the black-robed man beside her.

The man in black robe nodded, waved his hand and said, "Take this boy down for me, if he dares to resist, he will be killed directly!"

"yes!"

The twenty disciples of the Holy Sect shouted in unison, squeezed their right hands, and all of them showed sharp long swords, and rushed towards Zhuo Wen in a very tacit understanding.

Looking around indifferently at the disciples of the Holy Sect who came over, Zhuo Wen showed no expression on his face, and with a move with his right hand, a bone gun radiating cold light appeared in the palm of his hand.

pedal!

With a stomp of the sole of his foot, Zhuo Wen turned into an ethereal afterimage, passing by in the encirclement instantly.

In the blink of an eye, the twenty disciples of the Holy Sect who were encircling them suddenly froze and stopped, like sculptures, standing motionless in mid-air, which looked extremely strange.

Whoosh!

Ten meters away from the encirclement, a tall and straight figure like a pine landed slowly, holding a bone spear obliquely in his hand, and at the tip of the spear, drops of bright flowery blood trickled down.

thump!

thump!

Immediately, the twenty disciples of the Holy Sect who had stagnated in stature fell to the ground with their backs to the sky. A deep red line appeared on their necks. There was no breath at all, and they were all dead. .

One shot to seal the throat!

Hiss!

There was a sound of gasping, and everyone stared at the twenty disciples of the Holy Sect who fell to the ground and died in disbelief. With one meeting, all the twenty disciples of the Holy Sect were killed?

The black-robed man and Bai Lao were also staring blankly at the corpses of the 20 disciples of the Holy Sect below. They didn't expect that the 20 disciples of the Sacred Sect were killed like this?

These twenty disciples of the Sacred Sect were all elite disciples of the Sacred Sect, and their strengths were all around the five-round Emperor Realm, but now they were killed instantly by an ordinary young man, which is a bit inconceivable.

The smile on Nalan Hongyu's pretty face also gradually faded, and her beautiful eyes stared fixedly at the twenty disciples of the Holy Sect who were instantly killed below, and she couldn't help muttering to herself: "Twenty Wulun Huangji disciples Realm Warrior, was killed instantly? Could it be my illusion?"

After realizing that this was not an illusion, the horrified look on Nalan Hongyu's face became more and more intense, and even her delicate body couldn't help trembling. How could this young man in front of him have such great strength?

Originally, after the young man defeated the soldiers she brought in an instant, he only thought he was a four-wheeled extreme warrior. Now it seems that she has far underestimated the young man's strength.

"Hmph! There's still my second uncle here, so this son will definitely be caught without a fight."

Glancing at the black-robed man beside him, Nalan Hongyu's heart calmed down a little. After all, the black-robed man is the elder of the Holy Sect, and his strength has even reached the eight-round emperor's realm. Nalan Hongyu didn't believe it. Can have stronger strength than the man in black robe.

"How dare you kill my Holy Sect disciple?"

The black-robed man's eyes were wide open, he shouted angrily, and stared at Zhuo Wen, as if he wanted to choose someone and devour him.

"You ordered them to kill me, so why can't I kill them?"

With a sneer, Zhuo Wen stood with a gun in his hand, raised his head slightly, and stared at the black-robed man with a mocking smile on his lips.

"What are you? It is a matter of course for our Holy Ancestor to kill you, but you deserve death if you kill our Holy Ancestor!" JrNovels.com

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