But instead of saying a word about their feelings, they even booed and insulted Zhuo Wen, and even more so, let the bald man kill Zhuo Wen. Thinking of this, these people were too ashamed to raise their heads.

"Young master, we have eyes that don't know Mount Tai, and we suspect you regardless of the reason! All the mistakes that everyone made today should be blamed on me!"

A man with a simple and honest face suddenly stood up, took out a big knife decisively and chopped off his right hand without blinking.

Zhuo Wen looked at the man and nodded secretly in his heart. This man was the only monk among the twenty or so who did not speak out against him.

Now, in the face of his Zhuo Wen's crusade, this person stood up first and took all the responsibility alone, which made Zhuo Wen feel a little good about him.

"Go away, since someone has taken the responsibility for you, I won't pursue it today." Zhuo Wen said to the others.

"Thank you son!"

More than twenty monks thanked Zhuo Wen one after another, and then left the place one after another.

The corners of Zhuo Wen's mouth were full of sneers, it was obvious that the simple and honest man pleaded for them, but these people did not thank the man, but thanked him instead.

At the end of the day, these people are just a bunch of selfish people.

"Young master, how do you want to punish me?"

The tall man came to Zhuo Wen with a calm expression.

Zhuo Wen looked the man in front of him up and down, and asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Fan Yang!" The tall man said meticulously.

Zhuo Wen nodded and continued: "Those people didn't mean to thank you at all. Do you think it's worth it for you to save such a group of selfish people?"

Fan Yang nodded seriously: "It's worth it!"

Zhuo Wen frowned slightly, and said with some doubts: "Do you really think it's worth it?"

Fan Yang smiled, and said: "Although the world of martial arts is ruthless and ruthless, I think that as long as they are human, they all have feelings. Even if some people seem selfish, I know that everyone has a conscience in their hearts." .�

"I have always followed the principle of killing those who deserve to be killed, and helping innocent people if they can, as long as they are worthy of my heart!"

Zhuo Wen was a little surprised, and asked, "For the sake of strangers, it doesn't matter if you die."

Fan Yang said seriously: "I know you won't kill us, because if you wanted to kill us, you should have done it long ago."

Zhuo Wen looked deeply at Fan Yang in front of him. He didn't expect the tall man in front of him to follow such principles. Zhuo Wen even had some doubts about how this guy cultivated to become a true god.

Of course, Fan Yang is very smart. He broke his arm just now to give Zhuowen a step down. He didn't intend to kill those twenty monks, but he didn't make a decision for a while. Fan Yang also saw Zhuowen's hesitation. So decisively choose this more extreme way.

"This is intermittent ointment, you can put it on the wound, your broken arm should be able to grow back soon." Zhuo Wen took out a black box, handed it to Fan Yang, and said plainly.

Fan Yang took the discontinuous ointment, and solemnly thanked him: "Thank you, young master, Fan doesn't know your name yet?"

Zhuo Wen nodded, and said calmly: "Zhuowen! You don't have to call me son, just call me Brother Zhuo."

"Brother Zhuo, let's go to the gathering place first! And this time, you have to be careful of the Illusion Sect. There is a resident of the Illusion Sect on the Tiantian Stone. You killed three members of the Illusion Sect just now. I'm afraid It will spread soon, and by then..." Fan Yang said with some concern.

Zhuo Wen's eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice: "Do you know what is the strongest cultivation level of the resident monk of the Illusory Sect?"

Fan Yang shook his head and said: "Brother Zhuo, I have heard about the Tianshi from the outside world. In fact, it is the first time I entered this Tianshi, but I have heard that this Tianshi is not only The residence of the Illusion Sect, as well as the residences of other sects."

"After all, the monks who come and go received by Tianshi every day are terrifying, and the profits are extremely high. Those sects in the core star field will not give up this profit."

Hearing this, Zhuo Wen nodded, and immediately the two of them walked towards the gathering place ahead.

When Zhuo Wen and Fan Yang were about to approach the gathering place, the gate of the gathering place was firmly closed.

At the same time, as far as Zhuo Wen could see, he found that there was an extremely powerful formation around the gathering place. With his current level of formation, he couldn't see through the formation covering the gathering place at all.

On the guardrail of the gate, there were groups of black-armored monks lined up. A tall and mighty black-armored man stood in front of the black-armored monks, staring coldly at Zhuo Wen below.

"You are so brave, how dare you kill someone on the Tiantian Stone?" the man in black armor looked down at Zhuo Wen from a high position and shouted coldly.

Zhuowen was not surprised. When he killed the bald man and others, many spiritual senses extended from the gathering place to check the movement here. It is not surprising to know what Zhuowen did just now.

It's just that he didn't expect that the gate of the gathering place was closed and he was forbidden to enter.

However, Zhuo Wen soon discovered that the black-armoured man was dressed similarly to the three bald-headed men, and he was also a disciple of the Illusion Sect.

"Miao Xuan, this Heaven-receiving Stone does not belong to your Illusion Sect alone. What qualifications do you have to close the gate?"

A lazy voice came, and the face of the man in black armor who had been staring at Zhuo Wen suddenly became gloomy, and he turned to look at the man in blue shirt who was coming from the other side of the gate. JrNovels.com