Chapter 231

Chapter 231

"say no more!"

Yun Li flew out immediately, trying to stop Xu Lie back.

"Very courageous, but what's the use?"

He Qi seemed to be talking to himself, then his eyes flashed, and he drew out his long sword, "Whoever insults Kunlun will die."

Boom!

Xu Lie who was in the air suddenly exploded, and together with the flying magic weapon, it turned into countless fragments in the white light.

It rained blood.

"Brother Xu!"

Yun Li was stunned, and then quickly flew over, grabbing back and forth in the blood rain, as if he wanted to grab something, but after grabbing for a long time, he only caught a few beards that looked like cast iron.

Yun Li's heart-wrenching cry and his attempt to grab Xu Lie's remnant body moved countless cultivators, but none of the disciples of the He Yin Sect dared to speak, not even the word Kunlun.

If you say a wrong word, you will die, and you don't know how to say it wrong.

A trace of determination flashed in Yun Li's eyes, almost desperate, wanting to rush towards He Qi.

But before flying a few steps, Shen Wen, who had already arrived, stretched out his hand to stop him, and pulled him back, "Shut up!"

The battle between them exhausted Shen Wen's spiritual power, and he was a bit exhausted. Just now he wanted to stop Xu Lie but failed, but he managed to block Yunli.

Yun Li was stunned for a while, but finally calmed down, staring at He Qi coldly with indelible hatred in his eyes.

He Qi didn't even look at it. In his eyes, the hatred of these people was meaningless. Such a weak person, even if he hated him, what could he do?

"Who else?"

His calm voice spread for hundreds of miles, but no one answered, everyone was frightened.

Only Shen Wen, he supported his tired body and slowly flew closer, "Senior, if you want Yin Leizhu, we can discuss it, why kill my disciple of the Heyin Sect?"

When he asked such words, he seemed to be ready to die.

But as the only Jindan Elder of the Heyin Sect, he must come out no matter how strong his opponent is, otherwise the Heyin Sect will lose face.

The golden core cultivators of the Yunjian sect looked at Shen Wen with admiration.

If they were, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to do this. In the face of the Kunlun monks, several people died in a row, and they dared to ask the reason, Shen Wen is really daring.

"Your disciple?"

He Qi smiled, "It doesn't matter who you are. After I explain that I am a Kunlun cultivator, I represent Kunlun. Anyone who says something that should not be said must die."

His expression is modest, but there is an extremely cold and arrogant temperament in his bones, which makes people feel cold.

"well."

Shen Wen sighed.

He Qi was dissatisfied with Ge Li's words, but he couldn't see anything excessive about Ge Li.

However, He Qi gave a reason anyway, and he did not ignore it, and the Heyin faction had room to step down. Now that people are strong and we are weak, and the situation is pressing, the matter has reached this point, and it is meaningless to ask any more.

Shen Wen closed his eyes and opened them again, and said solemnly, "Senior, the junior Yin Leizhu can give it to you, but senior..."

He Qi stretched out his hand directly, "I said it, I didn't discuss it with you, bring it here."

Shen Wen hesitated for a while, and finally took out Yin Leizhu and handed it over.

He Qi took over Yin Leizhu, a flash of satisfaction flashed in his eyes, and then he turned around, "It's not in vain to take your things. Within five years, whoever moves the Heyin School will offend Kunlun, and he will be punished no matter how far away."

A gust of cold air spread out, covering the audience in an instant.

The cultivators of the Yunjian Sect trembled, their teeth chattering, and their faces were full of panic.

Several Jindan elders glanced at each other, their slumped and disappointed emotions were clearly revealed on their faces.

They all knew that this time they really lost their wife and lost their troops. Let alone the puppet and Ding Yuan, the Heyin faction would definitely not be able to defeat them.

No, it is impossible to fight at all.

Originally, when he saw He Qi making a move on the cultivators of the Heyin sect and asking for treasures, he was still gloating, thinking that the victory was within his grasp, and he would have to wait a month at most, but in the blink of an eye, it would be a different situation.

Shen Wen was a little surprised, but he also breathed a sigh of relief. He Qi said that, at least in five years, the Heyin School will not be in any danger. If a magic weapon to replace Yin Leizhu can be found within five years, the Heyin faction may have a turning point and have a chance to survive.

"Senior, more..."

After all, the words of thanks were not spoken, many cultivators died, and then a Yin Leizhu was exchanged for five years of peace, and the most important treasure left by the ancestor Yuan Heyin was lost. Although he was a little fortunate in his heart, but more Guilt, and sorrow.

If there is a lotus sound in the lotus sound school now, why is this? After all, it is still not strong enough.

However, He Qi ignored him and walked slowly towards Ding Yuan, "Put away the puppet and let's go."

Ding Yuan didn't dare to talk too much, the monk in front of him could do whatever he wanted, he could do whatever he wanted, and he couldn't tolerate resistance at all. He quickly put away the Vajra puppet, and followed He Qi obediently.

He Qi and Ding Yuan suddenly disappeared under the eyes of everyone.

Following He Qi's disappearance, other cultivators also began to leave slowly.

Zhang Yuan was the fastest one to go. Not long after, he returned to the flying boat. Facing Yuan Li who was full of expectations, he didn't say a word, but started the flying boat with a gloomy face, and quickly went back to Tianliuzong.

Yuan Li was very puzzled, but seeing Zhang Yuan's appearance, he couldn't open his mouth to ask, but he guessed that this plan probably failed.

The cultivators of the Yunjian sect were even more helpless, with a huge loss, but nothing gained.

The Vajra Puppet that Yunjian School had accumulated for nearly a hundred years was lost, and Ding Yuan, who made the puppet, was also taken away. The Yunjian School's focus for the past twenty years has been on him, and it's all over now.

"After going back, how should I explain to the sect..."

"The Kunlun cultivator is here, what can we do, let's tell the truth."

"The enmity with Heyin faction is too deep now, how should we resolve it?"

"Don't ask me, ask Ding Yuan!"

The expressions of several Jindan realm cultivators were gloomy, and they didn't have a good word to say to each other.

The encirclement gradually dissipated, and the cultivators of the Cloud Sect gathered together and returned angrily.

Although the cultivators of the Heyin faction hated the Yunjian faction very much, this was not the time for revenge. They watched the Yunjian faction leave without speaking or pursuing.

Compared with the Yunjian faction, their loss is even greater.

The two inner gate mountain peaks were smashed by puppets, countless facilities on the peak were destroyed, the millennium formation failed, Yin Leizhu was taken away, and everything had to start over.

The most important thing is that more than 30% of the disciples died, among them, thirteen disciples in the Condensation Realm died, including a peak master, nearly a hundred disciples from the inner sect, and countless disciples from the outer sect. Such a huge loss made He Yin Pie couldn't recover for decades.

"The revenge of the Yunjian faction must be avenged!"

"When Elder Yuan returns, we will go to the Yunjian Sect!"

In the incomplete mountain peak, many disciples shouted, cried, and cursed.

In this battle, they all suffered irreparable losses. None of the three sects benefited, and all three lost.

Only He Qi got what he wanted.

The three sects seemed to be under his control, allowing him to do whatever he wanted.

It looks sad, but it is inevitable. In this world of cultivating immortals, where strength is the most important thing, such things happen repeatedly in Xuanhuang Continent every year.

It seems that the small sect can only accept such a fate.

But not all cultivators will accept it.

Yun Li in mid-air silently gritted his teeth, looked at the dilapidated mountain with resentment, and secretly swore an oath.

(PS: Thank you Shuhai Forest for your reward~)