I Dont Own This Story
The two elders fought fiercely, Mingdong bowed his head
"It turns out that you are the head coach of the Mingdong Sect. You are really domineering and powerful. That's right, I am Cheng Xiaoxiao!" Cheng Xiaoxiao responded with a light glance at him.
It sounded like words of praise, but the well-aware headmaster smiled awkwardly, turned sideways, and said with a bit of respect in his tone: "Master Mo and Miss Cheng, please—"
Under their leadership, several people entered the Mingdong faction!
A piece of verdant mountains are overlapping, strange and dangerous are mountains, meandering are mountains, flat are mountains, abrupt are mountains, some are described as uncanny, and some are described as plain. The Futian Cave of the Mingdong Sect.
Looking around while walking, Cheng Xiaoxiao was surprised that the aura of the Mingdong sect was very thin. In her opinion, this kind of place is really not a blessed place, and it is almost the same as the Liujia Village where she lived at the beginning. At best it's a little bit better.
Dense pavilions and yards are dotted among the mountains, and disciples in uniform walk on the main roads. It seems that there are quite a few disciples of the Mingdong Sect, at least tens of thousands!
"Master Mo, Miss Cheng, please—"
The voice from the front came again, and Cheng Xiaoxiao realized that she had already arrived in front of a large hall, and on the plaque was written four flying dragons and phoenix characters!
Mingxindongtian!
The writing is not bad, and the name is also good, but it's a pity that the people living here are really not very good.
Cheng Xiaoxiao shook her head slightly, and quickly looked away.
"Hehehe, the tone is not small!" Old man Ying laughed unceremoniously, "I'm afraid someone is sorry for these four words, do you want the old man to take it off?"
As soon as these words came out, the people present immediately glared at each other, which was equivalent to slapping them, and they were slapped loudly, telling them not to be angry.
"Elder Ying is joking!" The head coach Ming Tong had a bit of patience, and could only ignore the ridicule.
"The old man never jokes!"
"Everyone, please come in—"
Ignore, ignore, and ignore again, Mingdong's head coach insists on ignoring to the end.
However, when Old Man Ying faced other people's glaring eyes, he also ignored them and followed him in with a smile.
In the main hall, the host and guest sat down, and soon a boy brought spiritual tea.
Everyone sipped tea in silence, and no one took the initiative to say anything.
Old man Ying poured a cup of spiritual tea into his mouth bluntly, smacked his mouth a few times, and said dissatisfied: "You Mingdong faction is really very stingy, what kind of spiritual tea is this? drink!"
Compared with the spiritual tea in the Holy Land of the Central Plains, there is indeed a difference of one hundred and eight thousand miles. Gao Hanjun next to him also agrees with the master's words, this tea is indeed ordinary, and there is no spiritual energy.
Such blunt and rude words made the elders of the Mingdong sect turn blue with anger, and the most violent elder Niu couldn't bear it anymore. He jumped up and shouted: "Old guy, what do you want? Tell you!" , our Mingdong faction is not easy to mess with!"
"Hey hey-"
The old man Ying smiled without being angry, and squinted at the furious guy, "Boy, you are aggressive, you are not easy to provoke, so is my old man easy to provoke? Why, do you want to fight against my old man?"
"Do you think I don't dare-" shouted angrily, Elder Niu ignored the gazes of other elders, he confronted Old Man Ying, straightened his neck and shouted: "What the hell are you? Our Mingdong faction is looking for trouble, we don't care who you are, Emperor Wu or not, we are not afraid of you!"
"Elder Niu—" the head coach shouted in a deep voice, and scolded: "It's too presumptuous, don't back down!"
"Master, what are we afraid of him doing? They ran to our Mingdong sect to bully us. Are we going to let them fail? It's too bullying!"
Elder Niu was so angry that his face was flushed, and he yelled loudly regardless of the majesty of the head coach!
Before the head coach could speak, the smiling Elder Ying looked at the irritable big man, "So what if I just bully you, are you only allowed to bully others, and others are not allowed to bully you?"
"you-"
"Elder Ying is right!" At this moment, Mo Xuanzun said softly, "Your people are robbing everywhere, I believe why we came to the Mingdong sect, everyone understands in your heart, should you give us an explanation? Coach head, you Say?"
"This, there are a lot of adults, there is indeed some misunderstanding, I hope—"
"fart-"
The old man Ying cursed, his aura changed, his expression was awe-inspiring, and a monstrous aura burst out from his whole body.
"Don't say that you robbed us first, and then dispatched four masters to besiege us later. You, the Mingdong Sect, bullied the weak, robbed and killed other cultivators for no reason, and harmed innocent people. These crimes are enough to kill you. What kind of fart is Mingdong sent to Mie Clean, hum!"
"Misunderstanding, it's really a misunderstanding!" The embarrassing head coach was scolded and dared not refute. After all, they naturally knew what kind of virtue they were.
Elder Chun glanced at the head coach, and immediately guessed why he tolerated it, but he couldn't bear it anymore, and said: "The strong are respected, what's wrong!"
"well said!"
Elder Ying yelled violently and showed a sneer. At that moment, his aura became secretive, like an unfathomable ocean. Around him, the air was like a rushing river, exuding a violent breath.
"So, now we are stronger than you, so what if we bully you, you say that the strong are respected, whoever is not convinced, I will beat you until you are convinced, old man, and then destroy your Mingdong sect!"
After saying this, they could no longer be refuted, and under the cover of the grand and powerful aura of Emperor Wu, they felt fear in their hearts, and their faces were as ugly as they wanted. There were only two people present with indifferent expressions, as if Everything has nothing to do with them.
The air in the entire hall seemed to have become as thick as sea water, and everyone's breathing became a little short, resisting this repressive power and silently resisting.
As a sect with nearly ten thousand disciples, the entire Mingdong sect caused an uproar at this moment. Everyone heard the voice just now, and immediately knew that something seemed to happen to him.
Who is it that dares to come to the door to provoke?
However, when dozens of elite disciples heard this somewhat familiar voice, their expressions changed suddenly. They who originally planned to go to watch could not help but give up the idea.
A few of them even quietly left the Mingdong faction and ran outside to avoid disaster, so as to avoid the fate of being handed over by the head coach.
Because old man Ying wanted to make things worse, many disciples and elders of King Wu Ling rushed forward, surrounding the entire Mingxin Cave with three floors and three floors outside.
"Master Mo, Miss Cheng, we have something to discuss, we will definitely comply with any request!"
Not daring to deal with the tough old man, the head of the Mingdong sect had no choice but to focus on the person in front of him. No matter what, they are the real masters. As long as they are easy to discuss, then everything else will not be a problem!
"Which bastard dares to be presumptuous in my Mingdong faction—"
The rumbling sound resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the sound continued, and a shadow appeared in front of everyone.
He was dressed in sackcloth, with a thin face, and his eyes were so small that they were almost invisible. He looked at the stranger in front of him politely.
"Uncle Master—" the head coach of the Mingdong Sect was overjoyed when he saw the old man appear, and immediately stood up and cupped his hands.
The other elders are also very happy, they know that the real master is coming, this is the elder of their Mingdong sect, with his appearance, they don't have to hold their breath and hold back anymore!
Facing his appearance, Mo Xuanzun and Cheng Xiaoxiao just glanced at him, and it was the peak of Martial Emperor, nothing special, old man Ying could kill him easily!
Seeing this person, old man Ying narrowed his eyes, thought for a while, and said: "Are you that old, shameless, crazy person?"
"Who are you?"
Not many people know that he is crazy, but the old man in front of him can shout out. He can't help but patted his head and said while thinking: "You look familiar, but I can't remember who you are!"
"Master Uncle, he is Elder Ying from the Holy Land of the Central Plains!" The headman hurriedly told him.
"The Holy Land of the Central Plains? How come my old man hasn't heard of it?"
The lunatic frowned. He had been in seclusion for a long time, and he really didn't know what the newly rising Holy Land of the Central Plains was.
"Hehehe, as expected of a lunatic. You don't know anything. You might as well die earlier. It's a waste of food to stay in this world. People like you die early and give birth early!" Old man Ying's mouth was poisonous and sinister. , Directly curse people to death.
Hearing his words, the madman had a flash of inspiration, staring at his eyes and pointing, "The old man knows who you are, you are Ying Duzi, a cruel-hearted guy, why did you come to my Mingdong, didn't you?" court death?"
It turned out that the two elders were old acquaintances. Seeing that their tone of voice was not kind, I am afraid that they are not friends, but rivals.
"Pooh-"
The old man Ying glanced at him contemptuously, "Crazy man, you were not my opponent twenty years ago, and you are not even my opponent now, it's so satisfying to see you dying, hahahaha—"
"Ying Duzi, even if this old man is about to die, I can still deal with you bastard!" The madman stepped into the void, with his right palm holding the sky, and his five fingers clasped in vain.
Rumble!
The sky and the ground shook, and the entire teaching hall was violently shaken by the wind of his fist. The air around the crazy man boiled, turning into hundreds of millions of fierce horses and dragons, hissing and roaring, galloping towards old man Ying.
This kind of punching power and palm wind can split a single energy, but for such thousands of violent air currents, ordinary moves are useless at all, because it can block all the opponent's motives.
In such a shocking punch, the people present felt like a flat boat in the sea storm, carrying ups and downs, unable to resist at all.
Wow formidable!
The elders and disciples of the Mingdong sect all showed surprise expressions!
His boxing style attracted Mo Xuanzun and Cheng Xiaoxiao, who had always been indifferent, to look sideways. The two became spectators, and they were not worried about Old Man Ying.
"Hahaha—" Old Man Ying laughed calmly, and the whole world echoed his laughter, as if he was not affected by the force of a madman!
The next moment, his figure flashed, the entire hall was buzzing and shaking, and the sound of dragons singing and tigers roaring resounded through the void.
His imposing manner was extremely domineering, filling the heavens and the earth, like a ferocious dragon born out of nowhere.
In a blink of an eye, he raised his hand, and a huge palm print suddenly pressed down from the void!
Boom!
The lunatic was directly suppressed, his old face turned purple, he couldn't help opening his mouth and shouting: "Ah—"
A long howl shook the entire mountain forest and countless voids.
This howling sound full of hostility pierced the sky and echoed throughout the world.
"What the hell is it called? I won't kill you again!"
Old man Ying suppressed his momentum with a teasing voice. At this moment, they seemed to have turned into two giant dragons, one small and one large, and they had fought more than ten times in an instant. In a radius of more than twenty feet, flames were rising, and the air seemed to be on fire.
Every move the two made was powerful and heavy, completely abandoning their defenses, like two ancient beasts colliding wildly with each other.
"That's amazing, will our Supreme Elder win?"
"Nonsense, of course I will win, I think the elders are too powerful!"
"I think that Ying Duzi didn't seem to be doing his best, but our Supreme Elder seems to be doing his best!"
"Shut up, don't talk nonsense, our Supreme Elder will definitely win!"
"That Duzi is still smiling, it doesn't look like he's fighting, I think the Supreme Elder might—"
Many disciples of the Mingdong sect standing outside the main hall watched the scene in front of them, and there was a lot of discussion among them, their expressions changed and they became uneasy.
It seemed to be a shocking battle, but Mo Xuanzun and Cheng Xiaoxiao could tell that Old Man Ying was just playing, like a cat teasing a mouse, he could play as he wanted.
Seeing this, the two couldn't help feeling funny, and let him play.
"Ying Duzi, don't go too far!" Suddenly, the lunatic let out an earth-shattering roar.
"Too much? Who is to go too far? It seems that you Mingdong faction are the ones who do it every time, okay, and you still say that this old man is too much, then, just look at how I go too far!"
An invisible coercion radiated out, although old man Ying's tone was smiling, everyone could feel the chill in his smile.
The inside and outside of the hall suddenly fell silent.
"Take it over—"
A palm fell from the sky and slapped the madman hard, he didn't even have a chance to dodge!
The difference between Wuhuang and Wudi is not so big!
"puff-"
He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. After a while, the lunatic bent over to resist the pressure was full of shock and disbelief!
The old man Ying stared at the other party coldly, the cold piercing into the bone marrow.
"It's too much, let me tell you, it's not too much, even if the old man wiped out your Mingdong faction, it's not too much!"
"You, Ying Duzi, how dare you—" The lunatic's eyes turned murderous, and the temperature in the hall dropped sharply.
"What, want to kill me? Do you have the ability?"
Old man Ying walked towards him while talking, the footsteps were not fast, on the contrary they were very slow.
However, with every step, there is an earth-shattering aura. With every step, everyone feels the ground under their feet tremble, as if a giant standing upright is approaching.
The footsteps are getting closer, getting closer...
"Puff puff-"
As old man Ying stepped forward, the lunatic couldn't resist the opponent's momentum, and spurted out mouthfuls of blood.
At this moment, strange voices sounded in everyone's ears. This monstrous force surged out, sweeping the entire hall, and everyone in the Mingdong Sect showed expressions of fear.
"You Mingdong faction said that the strong are respected. No matter how you rob and kill others and harm the common people, it is because of this sentence that the strong are respected, and you can do it. Why, it's on you, you Can't take it anymore? Do you know what is too much?"
Following what the old man said, his aura increased a bit, and the madman, who couldn't resist, knelt down involuntarily.
Crack—
There was a crisp sound of his joints, and he knelt down on both knees. Because the floor stones couldn't bear the force, the floor stones shattered and extended around the madman's knees.
At this time, the Mingdong sect saw their elders clearly, and saw the lunatic's distorted face in pain, dripping with cold sweat, and his eyes were bloodshot.
The head and all the elders were shocked, their minds went blank, and they were so shocked that they could hardly think!
None of their most powerful Supreme Elders could match Old Man Ying, so the legend that he is Emperor Wu's cultivation base is true!
The real Emperor Wu!
All of them froze!
"You, Ying Duzi, what cultivation level are you?" His whole body was in a mess, his face was pale, the lunatic no longer had the arrogance and arrogance of a master, he stared directly at the other party with dejected eyes, without any emotion.
Old man Ying's pupils shrank a little, his sharp eyes made those who saw him feel palpitations, and he said flatly: "What do you think!"
"Might, Elder Supreme, Elder Ying's cultivation level is yes, he is Emperor Wu!" Elder Chun told him the truth.
"what-"
The lunatic yelled, his eyes widened, "Impossible, how could there be Emperor Wu, he is not from the Palace of Heavenly Secrets, absolutely impossible—"
He who has been unable to retreat, how could he know that during these two years, he discovered many things that he didn't know.
Seeing his crazy appearance, the old man Ying showed disdain, and said: "You don't know, it doesn't mean that there is no, yes, the old man is Emperor Wu, madman, you haven't tasted the old man's method yet? Just now, the old man just used With 50% true energy, you are playing around, you think you can really fight against the old man, hum!"
"You, you, poof—"
Staring straight at him, the lunatic opened his mouth again and spat out some blood, then fell into a coma.
"Master Uncle—"
"The Supreme Elder—"
The people in the main hall were busy again, and immediately helped the fainted people up.
Seeing that he was about to die of anger, old man Ying didn't make things difficult for the Mingdong faction, and let them go about his business, he sat down.
"Master Mo, Miss Cheng, Elder Ying, it was our disciples who were rude first, and I apologize to everyone on behalf of the Mingdong Sect. If you have any requests, we will comply!"
The head coach who had already lost his soul bowed his hands and bowed his hands. He could no longer see the demeanor of a head coach, as if he was a slave with a broken bone, begging for forgiveness.
"If I knew this earlier, why did I do it in the first place!" Cheng Xiaoxiao didn't feel sorry for this kind of person.
They were merciless when they killed people. No matter who they were, they would kill them as soon as they wanted. If it was him, he would be completely different. He just wanted to survive, regardless of his own dignity.
"Don't say anything else, you should give us an explanation first!" Mo Xuanzun said lightly.