Chapter 510 How Dare You

"Wow..."

The bald old man flew into a rage, his palms twitched, and the air around him suddenly tightened. Suddenly, a big man in purple clothes dropped his big hand on his shoulders, and said coldly, "Master Purgatory, don't forget that this Dao Discussion Conference is my rotating arbitrator, and I will add the chief executive to maintain order. It is up to this seat to judge whether it is right or wrong. If you want to do it in purgatory, come to this seat."

The bald old man snorted coldly, gave Xu Yi a deadly look, then turned to look at the big man in purple clothes and said, "Ming Shenzong, it's up to you to make a decision. If there is a slight mistake, don't blame me for not giving you too much face." After that, he pointed at the ghost fire master, "For useless things, let's tell the cause and effect quickly."

Venerable Purgatory and Venerable Ghost Fire, although they are brothers from the same school, they have different teachers from the same school. Venerable Purgatory Master is a well-known dead tree old ghost, and also a rare soul-sensing ancestor in Da Yue back then.

Thirty years ago, the old ghost withered wood could not pass the wheel of time, his body died and his dao disappeared, and the Venerable Purgatory was one of his three major disciples.

Venerable Purgatory has learned a lot, although he is not as good as the two amazingly talented senior brothers, he thinks to himself that in the state of soul feeling, when he is invincible, how can his aura be comparable to that of the master of ghosts and fires.

Even Ming Shenzong, the deputy suzerain in front of him, who claims to be invincible in miraculous skills, does not pay much attention to Venerable Purgatory.

After being scolded by him, Master Guihuo regained his composure for a while, and spoke in a short manner. The newly arrived leaders of various sects were all shocked, and all looked behind Xu Yi.

"Yao Zhi, who is in the magic transformation period, is what you say really true?"

Venerable Purgatory was so excited that the sarcoma on his forehead was as bright as blood. Looking at Xu Yi, his mouth almost drooled, and he said grimly, "Dare to rob me of my treasure, junior, how brave you are!"

"Purgatory, since it's about listening and discerning, let's talk after listening to both sides."

Ming Shenzong stroked his long beard lightly, and smiled at Xu Yi, "Young man, don't worry, all of you are seniors from the seven great sects present, so you speak out boldly, right and wrong, and we have our own discretion."

"Ming Shenzong, what do you mean by this? When the deity is in a daze and doesn't understand the meaning of your words, is it possible that you want to take away my treasure of the ghost-killing sect!"

Venerable Purgatory immediately exploded.

How old and spicy he is, how can he fail to recognize the inducing meaning in Ming Shenzong's words, making it clear that he wants the junior in front of him to mess around, so as to muddy the water in the pool.

"Purgatory, you are in your seventies and eighties, and you still can't change your quick temper. According to the old man, there is no problem at all. You are too sensitive."

The middle-aged scholar next to Venerable Purgatory shook his folding fan and spoke slowly.

"Song Tingshu, could it be that your Confucianism sect also wants to help you!"

While speaking, the bloody sarcoma on Venerable Purgatory's forehead twitched rapidly.

Before the middle-aged scholar could speak, the bald man behind him took a step forward, clasped his hands together, "Purgatory benefactor, right and wrong, let's decide before deciding. Now, why don't you listen to this little benefactor's words before making a conclusion. Why bother to ask the crime."

This man is tall and tall, with cassocks on his shoulders, and a very kind face. He looks like an eminent monk who has attained the Tao. He is the Supreme Buddha of the Kuchanyuan.

Venerable Purgatory was about to explode in anger. He knew that things were going to get worse as soon as he had revealed the illusion of the demon plant on the ghost fire. Unexpectedly, this group of people was so impatient, and the intention of peeping was clearly revealed.

With this thought in mind, he gave Master Willow's Fire a hard look, wishing he could slap him into a pulp.

So many people can't hold back a little Yaozhi, but they are so stupid to publicize how great Yaozhi is, for fear that the slander won't come.

Furious, Venerable Purgatory stared at Xu Yi, and warned, "Young man, let me put it another way, I would like to advise you that not everyone can covet treasures, and you must be clear about my sect and sect of killing ghosts. I will honestly explain the cause and effect. If there is a word of falsehood, I will definitely tell you to turn into flying smoke, and your ghost will be sent to the ghost cave to experience all the suffering in the world."

Shenzong of the Ming Dynasty, Tingshu of the Song Dynasty, and the good Buddhas of the Song Dynasty all changed their colors and wanted to speak out. The Venerable Purgatory waved his hand, "Don't be a motherfucker, just listen to this junior's right and wrong."

Xu Yi clasped his fists in a salute, and while moving his steps, he spoke slowly, "It's like this..."

The voice was extremely slow, he just uttered a word, and within a few breaths, he had already taken ten steps, and the eleventh step was taken, his figure was already flying.

Returning to the original step to move, within a circle, within a square inch, the flash thought was in front of the master ghost fire, the fist was struck like lightning, and hit the dantian of the master ghost fire, the force of nine bulls urged, there was a loud noise, the master ghost fire's dantian exploded, his body flew into the sky like straw, and blood spurted wildly in midair.

In the blink of an eye, the frightened and angry Venerable Purgatory threw out his palm vigorously, but he was too late to urge the evil spirit. Xu Yi's back and arm were rubbed with abundant fist force, causing him to fly wildly, retreating more than ten steps, before he stopped, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

The enraged Venerable Purgatory was about to rush in, but was blocked by Ming Shenzong, Song Tingshu, and Shangshan Buddha intentionally or unintentionally.

"Stinky Taoist priest, poor scholar, dead bald donkey, do you want to start a war with me?"

Venerable Purgatory retreated sharply, glared angrily, and shouted wildly.

He was stunned and furious, almost doubting whether the scene in front of him was real.

Someone dared to make a wild move in front of him, and even destroyed the dantian of the will-o'-the-wisp in front of his eyes. It would be fine if he was an old-fashioned condensed liquid peak powerhouse, but he was a weak crown kid.

How dare he?

"Don't be annoyed, old ghost, I will definitely give you an explanation."

Ming Shenzong shouted loudly.

The sudden change not only stunned Venerable Purgatory, but also caught Ming Shenzong by surprise.

According to his idea, as long as the thin young man's brain is not broken, he should be able to understand his own hints, as long as what he said is completely different from that of the will-o'-the-wisp, he will be able to resist this turmoil for the thin young man.

The rest of the matter is simple, how to seize the Yaozhi in this metamorphosis period depends on one's own magical powers.

But he never imagined that this ant-like junior dared to play tricks in front of himself and other seniors, it was simply rebellious and outrageous.

What is even more unacceptable is that the sudden attack of his junior has succeeded, which is really puzzling.

As a result, the well-planned plan was completely disrupted. He really wanted to let go of it and let this kid try the methods of Venerable Purgatory, but he really couldn't just sit back and watch Purgatory successfully snatch Yaozhi.

"Trouble, trouble!"

Ming Shenzong sighed secretly.

"Okay, I will see how you Ming Shenzong will return this justice."

Venerable Purgatory trembled with anger.

At the same time, there were nearly a hundred onlookers around, and there was a tendency to gather more and more.

Seeing the scene in front of them, everyone's blood boiled with enthusiasm, almost substituting themselves into the young man in Tsing Yi.

It's really shocking, how brave and domineering he is to dare to fight in front of so many big shots at such an age and with inferior cultivation.