Chapter 1786 Life and Death Battle

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Zhao Li was mercilessly dragged out of the ward by such a group of people.

As he staggered forward, he shouted eagerly: "Senior brother! Senior brother... slow down! Slow down!"

It turned out that this group of people was also from the Soul Martial Hall.

And the leader is Cao Yingli, the former master of Murenfang.

Cao Yingli is still somewhat famous in the Temple of the Supreme God.

Because he was the only Soul Martial Hall disciple who dared to resist other departments recently. Of course, he also ended up miserable, with his cultivation completely abolished, and he almost lost his life.

Now he is only stronger than ordinary people, and he has no soul power in his body.

But as an affirmation of his courage, the people of Soul Martial Hall still respect him very much.

The same is true for Zhao Li. After all, both of them have the word "li" in their names, so he never neglected Cao Yingli in terms of etiquette.

A group of people came to an open space, where there are very few disciples in Bing Xin Hall.

A group of people surrounded Zhao Li, and Cao Yingli glared at Zhao Li angrily.

Zhao Li was at a loss: "Senior brother, you... what do you want?"

"Junior Brother Zhao! I heard from Xiaoshi that Junior Brother Bai has severed ties with us?"

"Yes." Zhao Li nodded.

"You did it?"

"I did it, but I did it on behalf of most of the brothers and sisters of the Soul Martial Hall." Zhao Li shrugged and said, "That white night, it was too smug, and I dared to talk to the elders even if I offended a group of fellow students. Challenge, do you know who he offended? Nian Tian, ​​the second elder of our sect, was the one he offended! What kind of person is that, in front of us, he is God! Why don’t I get rid of him quickly? Don't be implicated by him?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words fell, Cao Yingli pointed at Zhao Li tremblingly with anger on his face, "You...you..."

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Li panicked.

"Have you forgotten the rules of our Soul Martial Hall?"

Cao Yingli shook his hand angrily,

said angrily.

"Rules?" Zhao Li looked puzzled and asked, "What rules?"

"We Soul Martial Hall disciples must be united as one! We are the bottom of the sect, and we have no day to rise. If the disciples in the hall are still divided like this, will we still have a day to rise?" Cao Yingli said angrily.

"This is just a rule you set up privately, senior brother. No one will admit it...and senior brother, if you don't draw a clear line with Bai Ye, I'm afraid more disciples will suffer because of it!" Zhao Li said helplessly.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Cao Yingli said angrily: "We already have nothing! Do we have to abandon our fellow disciples around us? And the more critical it is, the more we can't just stand by! Bai Ye offended someone, so let's take care of it!"

"This..." Zhao Li's expression was a little unnatural.

Instead, the person next to him quietly bumped him with an elbow, and said in a low voice: "Brother Cao was the head of a powerful family before joining the sect. He is very loyal, so don't refute it!"

As soon as these words fell, Zhao Li was speechless. After a long time, he sighed, nodded and said, "Senior Brother taught me that I don't know what Senior Brother wants Senior Brother to do."

"I heard that Bai Ye was given a challenge letter. It is a life-and-death challenge. In this way, when the life-and-death battle starts, we will go there together. If he loses, we will find a way to get him back, at least to save his life!"

"Ah? This... What insurance do we get? There is no one in our Soul Martial Hall who can fight..." Zhao Li said with a mournful face.

"Stop talking! When the time comes, everyone will go! You go and inform everyone, and no one is allowed to miss! Otherwise, get out of our Soul Martial Hall!"

Cao Yingli said seriously, then turned around and walked away.

Zhao Li opened his mouth when he heard the sound, but was speechless for a while.

After everyone left, he sat down on the ground, sighing again and again.

"If I could get out of the Soul Martial Hall, I would have been out a long time ago, but if I leave the Soul Martial Hall, where can I go? If a disciple doesn't have a hall, he will be expelled from the sect... Sigh..."

Zhao Li was very depressed.

He also couldn't figure out that there were people like Cao Yingli in a place like the Temple of the Supreme God where the weak preyed on the strong for profit.

But think about it, if he didn't have this kind of personality, how could his cultivation base be abolished?

However, he is so dishonest even after abolishing his cultivation, does he want to put his life on the line?

Zhao Li felt distressed in his heart, so he got up and walked towards the ward.

....

The three days passed quickly.

Early in the morning, many disciples gathered in front of Bingwu Pavilion.

Although most of the people were not present because they were preparing for the battle of the sects, there were still many disciples from other halls gathered at the scene. In addition, there were two other elders.

Shao Yao arrived here early, and she purposely stayed closer to the two old miscellaneous elders so as not to cause trouble.

Many male souls cast their gazes at her, pointing and commenting one by one, but since the elder was here, they did not dare to act presumptuously.

At the gate of Bingwu hall, there are more than 20 disciples standing.

People stood on both sides of the door, lined up, very powerful.

"When will the big brother come?" At the front of the queue, Meng Qi turned his head and asked Wei Hong next to him.

"I heard that senior brother has been retreating for the past three days. I don't know if he's gone or not." Wei Hong shook his head.

"I hope that senior brother can win that white night, so that we can also be freed! Otherwise, if we really want to get the orb of awakening God, even if it is not a narrow escape." Meng Qi said.

"Yes, but I think senior brother should be fine. After all, his strength is something that even senior brother Xiaoyao fears." Wei Hong laughed.

"Ok."

Monkey nodded, but his eyes fell on Hao Wudi at the other end, and he couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Wudi, why don't you speak? Are you okay?"

"I?"

Hao Wudi seemed to have just recovered, she was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and said: "I'm fine."

Seeing this, the two looked at each other.

Monkey asked confusedly: "What are you thinking?"

"No...nothing..."

Hao Wudi shook her head.

"Is there something you are hiding from us?" Monkey frowned and asked again.

Seeing Meng Qi's appearance of not dying until the Yellow River, Hao Wudi could only sigh, and said in a low voice: "I have nothing to hide from you, I just feel... feel..."

"What do you think?"

"I think...that white night...may not be as simple as we thought!" Hao Wudi gritted her teeth and said bluntly.

The two were taken aback when they heard the sound.

After a while, Meng Qi shook his head and snorted softly: "I know he is not simple. But you have also seen the strength of the senior brother. Dark horses like Zhang Dongyue, Fu Feng, and Li Yi were defeated by the senior brother with one move! The elder has done a few tricks, and his skills are indeed extraordinary, but I think there is still a gap compared with the senior brother! You don't know, the second elder appreciates our senior brother very much. I think it is sooner or later that the senior brother worships in the Dragon Palace It's too late!"

Hao Wudi didn't say a word.

At this time, the call sounded.

"Look over there!"

When the voice fell, people walked over there in unison.

But I saw several disciples of Bing Xintang walking towards this place.

And behind them... was a group of old, weak, sick and disabled people.

These people were either covered with medicine or wrapped in cloth strips, some were limping, some had severed hands, and they walked over one by one.

Everyone was stunned.

"That's... from the Soul Martial Hall?"

"How did they come here?"

"How is this going?"

People are all confused.

This kind of life-and-death duel, Bing Xintang's people must be there, after all, if the winner is not willing to kill, and begs the side to spare the loser's life, Bing Xintang's disciples can still save the person in the first time, Zong After all, the door does not want to lose outstanding talents.

But why are the people from the Soul Martial Hall here to join in the fun?

Countless pairs of eyes stared at the leaders Zhao Li and Cao Yingli.

But seeing that their faces were expressionless, they came together and stood on the open space not far away, and stopped moving, looking at this side.

Someone is upset.

I saw a muscular disciple wearing a loose disciple uniform walking over.

That disciple is from the Pogang Hall.

He has a strong breath and strong strength, and when he walks away, he releases his coercion, which makes it difficult for many disciples of Soul Martial Hall to stand firm.

Cao Yingli couldn't hold on anymore, but Zhao Li and the others stepped forward and stopped the disciple.

"Is this senior brother okay?" Zhao Li's face was a little ugly, but he still said bravely.

"I'm asking you this question, right?" The disciple stared at Zhao Li and the others coldly, and said in a deep voice, "Why don't you bastards just lie down in Bing Xin Hall?"

"this..."

"We... we're just here... to watch the battle... to watch the battle..."

Zhao Li secretly wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and said hastily.

However, the words fell.

A crisp sound came out.

Then he watched Zhao Li turn around on the spot, and then fell heavily on the ground.

Everyone looked at him together, only to find that there was a bright red palm print on his cheek, his eyes were staring and dizzy, and that disciple had already raised his hand.

"what are you doing?"

"Why did you beat our junior brother?"

All the disciples from the Soul Martial Hall rushed forward, all furious.

But in the next second, seven or eight disciples of Pogang Hall walked over there, pressing towards them with great power one by one.

In an instant, everyone's expressions changed drastically.

The disciple narrowed his eyes and glanced at the people in the Soul Martial Hall in front of him, and said coldly, "Why? Do I need a reason to beat you trash from the Pogang Hall?"

"you..."

"Now, kneel down to me!"

The disciple had an arrogant attitude and said extremely arrogantly: "This is not Bing Xin Tang, there are no people from Bing Xin Tang to protect you, whoever doesn't kneel! I'll break their legs today!"

As soon as these words fell, everyone's expression changed instantly.

Everyone in Soul Martial Hall clenched their fists and gritted their teeth.

They have hundreds of people, but there are less than ten people in Pogangtang.

But... if you really want to fight, they may not be the opponents of this broken man!

After they entered the Soul Martial Hall, it was extremely difficult for them to increase their cultivation bases, but the people in the Pogang Hall received guidance from the elders and were cultivated by the sect, and their strength improved by leaps and bounds.

Now, the gap between the people of Soul Martial Hall and the disciples of other departments is already quite huge.

"Brother, what should we do?"

"Fight with them!"

"Brother!"

Everyone looked at Cao Yingli and roared angrily.

"Do it? Interesting!"

The man sneered, with no fear on his face.

People around looked at her with smiles on their faces.

Things got weird.

However, at this moment, a voice floated.

"Dongming is just a group of fellow disciples of the Soul Martial Hall, why do you bully them like this?"

The voice fell, and everyone looked at it together.

But I saw a small group of people walking towards this side.

The leading existence is actually Yue Xiaoxiao from Shenwu Hall!

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