Chapter 162: Everyone Appears on the Scene, and Everyone Is Angry

"Arrogant, do you really think that your Changsheng Sect can survive today?"

"I didn't plan to let them show up so soon, I wanted to give you a surprise, but now it seems that it's unnecessary!"

When Wu Ming heard Zhen Yaotian's words, he shouted angrily, with a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth.

At the same time, Wu Ming's eyes swept towards the Liuyun Sect where Li Pei was, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Li Pei's words just now had offended him. When Changsheng Sect was destroyed, there was no need to keep this Liuyun Sect!

Wu Ming waved his hand, and a jade slip emerged and was crushed by him.

As the jade slip was broken, three sword lights appeared from a distance, and in just a moment, they appeared beside Wu Ming.

Above the sword light, there were three masked figures, and a terrible smell of blood came from the three people.

All three of them had the pressure of the eighth level of the Soul Division Realm.

As the three people appeared, all the disciples of Changsheng Sect instantly tensed up, and their faces were extremely serious.

Zhen Nanfeng's brows also frowned slightly, and a trace of solemnity appeared on his face.

At this moment, another terrifying aura emerged, and a boy appeared from the sky not far away.

A pressure of the ninth level of the Soul Division Realm was revealed from him.

"Greetings, sir!"

As soon as the boy appeared, Wu Ming and the three people of the eighth level of the Soul Division Realm who had just appeared all saluted with fists, and their attitudes were extremely respectful.

There was a crescent-shaped black mark flashing between the boy's eyebrows, giving people a creepy feeling.

The appearance of the boy made Zhen Nanfeng and Zhen Yaotian look completely solemn.

"Waste, you can't even do this!"

The boy glared at Wu Ming coldly, and a special blue light appeared in his eyes.

Wu Ming was so scared that his face turned pale when he heard this, but he didn't dare to refute it at all.

Qing Liu's expression tensed up when the boy appeared, and she retreated a hundred feet to the left. It was obvious that she was extremely afraid of the boy!

The boy glanced at Wu Ming, then his eyes swept to the Changsheng Gate, and finally fixed his eyes on Ji Wuchang, with greed in his eyes.

"Ji Wuchang, there is a trace of the Supreme Soul in this boy's body. If I guess correctly, it is used to seize your body!"

Ji Wuchang's ears rang with Ji Yaoyao's voice.

Hearing Ji Yaoyao's words, Ji Wuchang was not afraid at all, but his eyes lit up.

He really wanted to be seized by others, especially this kind of Supreme Soul.

There is no way to improve his soul power faster than devouring a trace of Supreme Soul, he has been looking forward to it for a long time!

"Changsheng Gate, I will give you a chance. Surrender to me, and I will let you live. How about it?"

The boy spoke lazily, not taking the people of Changsheng Gate seriously at all.

Zhen Nanfeng and Zhen Yaotian looked at each other, and Zhen Yaotian said coldly: "You are not qualified enough!"

When the boy heard this, he was not angry at all, but took a step forward.

As he took a step forward, his aura rose steadily, and he instantly entered the first level of the Six Gods Realm from the ninth level of the Soul Division Realm, and was still rising.

In less than a breath of time, the boy's cultivation level soared directly to the fifth level of the Six Gods Realm, and he exuded a terrible pressure.

At this moment, Zhen Nanfeng, Zhen Yaotian and others changed color.

Zhen Nanfeng waved his hand, and two statues appeared with solemn expressions!

One statue was a very thin man, holding a long iron chain in each hand!

The other statue was wearing armor, holding a huge iron rod in his hand, and his face was full of majesty.

With the appearance of these two statues, Zhen Nanfeng and Zhen Yaotian calmed down and looked at the boy not far away with solemn expressions.

The Changsheng Sect's disciples were originally panicked, but the moment the two statues appeared, the pressure displayed by the boy was directly blocked back.

At this moment, their hearts calmed down.

Ji Wuchang took a look at the two statues. He knew very well that the two statues were very important to Changsheng Sect.

Each statue represented a kind of inheritance of Changsheng Sect. One statue had just been destroyed, which meant that a kind of inheritance had been lost.

When Qingliu and Li Pei saw the statues, their pupils shrank slightly, and they showed fear at the same time.

It was the appearance of a statue that just now severely injured Qingliu and caused Li Xiangya to fall.

The boy looked at the two statues, frowned, and then said coldly: "It's just a trace of remaining will, and you want to stop me, wishful thinking!"

The boy's eyes were murderous, and there was a trace of black mist in his body.

Just when the boy was about to take action, a huge long sword appeared in the sky not far away, and there were countless figures on the long sword.

In just a moment, the long sword appeared above Changshengmen. This was the arrival of the people from the Big Sword Pavilion.

When they saw the people from the Big Sword Pavilion, many people in Changshengmen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and some even cheered.

"The Big Sword Pavilion is here, our Changshengmen is saved, and we don't have to be afraid of them!"

"The Big Sword Pavilion has always been on good terms with our Changshengmen, so it's reasonable for them to come."

"We Changshengmen have helped the Big Sword Pavilion before, so it's natural for them to help us!"

In Changshengmen, some disciples talked a lot, and their faces were full of joy.

Even elders such as Zhou Yuan, Meng Caihong, and Jing Fengcheng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. They also thought that the Big Sword Pavilion was coming to help Changshengmen.

In the past few hundred years, Changshengmen has helped Dadao Pavilion a lot, otherwise he would have been destroyed by Liuyun Sect and Qingque Sect.

But Ji Wuchang frowned slightly. The appearance of Dadao Pavilion at this time may not be a good thing.

Although Dadao Pavilion and Changshengmen have been friends for hundreds of years, Dadao Pavilion has been steadily suppressed by Changshengmen for hundreds of years.

If Changshengmen has always been strong, this relationship can naturally be maintained.

But in the world of cultivation, who is willing to be a small one forever?

In his previous life, Ji Wuchang had seen too many such things, and there were many cases of turning against each other, so his ideas were different from those of most people in Changshengmen!

The huge long sword crossed the sky above Changshengmen. At the front, there stood an old man who looked to be in his sixties, with half black and half white hair.

This person was Zhao Zhen, the ancestor of Dadao Pavilion, and the eighth level of soul-dividing realm!

A few months ago, Changshengmen and Dadao Pavilion jointly destroyed Qingque Sect, so Zhao Zhen and others, Changshengmen disciples were very familiar with them.

"You are late!"

At this moment, the boy stared at the people from the Big Knife Pavilion not far away in the sky and spoke coldly.

Zhao Zhen's body shook and stood not far from the boy. He clasped his fists and said, "Sir, we have come here at the fastest speed!"

The conversation between the boy and Zhao Zhen was heard by everyone in Changshengmen, and everyone's eyes widened instantly.

The joy of the Big Knife Pavilion's arrival disappeared instantly, and was replaced by endless anger!