The god list is now in the world, and the identity of the nine-star fighting saint cannot be conceal

Chapter 89 Hall Master, Yun Yun!
In the depths of Yanhuang Pavilion, Kyushu Hall.

Antique palace, simple but connotative design.

This is the decision-making center of Yanhuang Pavilion.

One order after another is enough to change the pattern of the continent, and the orders that make the continent tremble are all issued from here.

"Pavilion Master, why did you suddenly let Lao Yue leave just now?"

A young man in a white robe asked curiously.

At this moment, if Zhao Hao, Wang Yangming and others are here.

They will be surprised to find that the young man is the senior brother in white they have seen before.

In the hall, Xiao Ze sat at the head, Xiao Mo served behind him, and the young man stood beside Xiao Ze.

And below it, there are more than a dozen old people and several middle-aged people.

These people are all pillar-like existences of Yanhuang Pavilion, with lofty status.

"Old Yue Su's departure is related to what I'm going to say next."

Xiao Ze said lightly: "I want to set up a hall called Flower Hall.

Elder Yue Su was going to pick up the Hall Master of the Flower Hall. "

The phantom is an idea of ​​Xiao Ze.

When it was triggered, everything about Misty Cloud Sect would naturally fall into his eyes.

"Pavilion Master, what about the complex part of the flower hall?"

There are four major halls in Yanhuang Pavilion, several of which are at the entrance of the hall, each performing its own duties.

The existence of the four halls is biased towards the central affairs, while the entrance is more comprehensive.

mentioned before.

Each lobby has great autonomy and completeness, and there is no problem in dividing it separately.

"Jane will only recruit talented female disciples in the future, tap their potential and train them."

"This..." Everyone was a little confused.

Xiao Ze glanced at them, and said lightly:
"I don't doubt the level of your teaching disciples.

But you all take a look, how many female disciples are there under each sect? "

Xiao Ze said helplessly: "Only you group of high-level officials are all male.

If we continue, our Yanhuang Pavilion simply changed its name to Monk Camp. "

Xiao Ze has a lot of exercises suitable for women's cultivation.

However, Naihe recruited not many strong women, and their strengths were very limited.

Isn't this a waste of resources?
In fact, I can't blame Xiao Ze for this.

On Dou Qi Continent, there are far more strong men than women!
Even if he wanted to, he was powerless!
Therefore, a flower hall was established, and if there was no flower hall, it would be cultivated by itself.

Make full use of resources and optimally allocate resources, great!
……

The dust gradually dissipated, and the menacing elite of the Soul Palace came.

At this time, there is no one in ten, and Hun Sha is covered in blood, and half of his body has been knocked off.

Only one breath was left hanging.

"Cough...cough...you are also the Seven Star Fighting Saint, how can you be so strong?"

Hun Sha's eyes were terrified, and the scene just now lingered in his heart, and he said in a trembling voice.

"Hehe." Yue Yunzong smiled lightly, with a gentle demeanor.

But in Hunsha's eyes, it looks like a devil in a boundless purgatory.

"Insulting Yanhuang Pavilion with words, disrespecting the Pavilion Master with actions."

Yue Yunzong did not answer Hunsha's question, but said:
"Saving your life is for you to repent for the rest of your life!"

Yue Yunzong stretched out his hand and directly detained Hun Sha's soul in his hand.

"Pavilion Master? Are you referring to the phantom that I killed just now?"

Knowing that there was no way out, Hunsha's expression turned ferocious, and he sneered.

Yue Yunzong narrowed his eyes slightly, and with a firm grip with five fingers, Hun Sha's soul body was instantly deformed.

It soon reached the verge of collapse, but controlled the overflowing soul body within a certain range.

Ahhhhh!
Soul Sha let out a scream.

This inhuman torture was like a purgatory of all ghosts, constantly chewing on his body.

"Repent well!"

Yue Yunzong stretched out his fingers, and the black mist turned his body into a puddle of blood.

A mark was made.

Hunsha's soul body is constantly "enjoying" the fragmentation and reorganization of the soul body.

The shrill screams made everyone's hair stand on end, and the cold was biting to the bone.

"Master Yun, do you need me to dispose of this bastard for you?"

Suddenly, Yue Yunzong came to Yun Yun's side with a smile on his face.

He squinted at the distant Yunshan Mountain.

"Hall Master?"

Yun Yun was in a daze, and looked at this strong man beyond his knowledge with puzzled eyes.

"Yes, the pavilion master gave orders before I came.

You will be the head of Huatang, let me clear up your troubles and take you back. "

"Pavilion Master?"

Yun Yun murmured softly, and a shadow from the depths of her memory suddenly appeared in her beautiful eyes.

"Is he the owner of the Yanhuang Pavilion?"

She was a little uncertain, or disbelieving.

The phantom of the token had a blurry face, but she could still feel it.

This is the person in her heart!
call…

Yun Yun took a deep breath, her beautiful body was curvy and well-proportioned.

"I'll take care of the trivial matters here, and I'll let you go."

Knowing the truth of her life experience, Yun Yun no longer has any feelings for the Misty Cloud Sect.

At one point, she had no intention of living.

A teacher who respects Youjia, but an enemy who killed his biological parents.

Such a gap is enough to instantly break through one's psychological defenses.

Yun Yun is closely related to Yanhuang Pavilion, so Hun Sha has been protecting her during the battle.

She doesn't have too many injuries and is still at her peak.

She looked at Yunshan, and walked slowly towards that position.

Everyone guessed what might happen next, and their minds were tense.

"Yunshan, today is your death day!"

Yun Yun looked at Yunshan, the killing intent in her eyes was undisguised!
"Yun Yun, he is your master." Yun Ling said in a deep voice.

A Dou Wang of the Misty Cloud Sect also echoed:
"Anyway, Elder Sect Master Yun also has the grace of nurturing you.

Are you going to do such a rebellious thing? "

Many of Yunshan's cronies stepped forward and criticized him at the highest point of morality.

"Favor?"

Yun Yun smiled, but the smile was very cold.

"He has nothing but blood and deep hatred for me!"

"You are presumptuous!"

A very senior clan elder of the Yunlan Sect stepped forward and scolded.

"I'm still a fighting king until now, I'm as old as a dog!"

Yun Yun raised her jade hand lightly, and the cyan grudge condensed like a vortex, blasting straight at the clan elder.

"you…"

The clan elder's pupils shrank suddenly, as if he didn't expect Yun Yun to be so direct.

He struggled to resist, but no, the gap between Dou Wang and Dou Huang was too great!
With just one move, he retreated wildly, blood gushing out.

The other fighting kings who were guarding near Yunshan stood up together, staring at Yun Yun.

"Go together!"

In Yun Yun's hand was a long and slender silver sword, the green light surged, and the edge of the sword caught people.

It is rare to see battles between the great Dou Wang and the Dou Huang in Jia Ma Empire.

But at this time, everyone's mood was extremely calm.

After all, compared with the previous battle, this kind of battle is like cloud and mud.

Not long after, all the fighting kings who stopped Yun Yun were killed by their swords.

"it's your turn."

Yunyun's sword pointed straight to Yunshan.

"Yun'er, you really don't care about affection.

You forget, when you were young, who picked you up after you fell.

Who taught you to practice, and who gave you the best resources and environment for cultivation?
And who gave you the authority you have now? "

Yunshan looked sad, showing his true feelings.

"I killed your parents because I had no choice but to have something inside."

The long sword that Yun Yun stretched out froze, and her heart was slightly shaken.

At this moment, Yun Shan seemed to have found an opportunity, with an extremely hideous expression on his face.

Dou Zong's momentum erupted immediately, and the long-planned offensive went straight out.

It was a silver sword, only the size of a palm, and its speed was extremely fast, leaving only silver light.

A sneer appeared on Yun Shan's old face, and he was sure of winning, as if he saw Yun Yun bleeding.

Even if I can't live, I have to let you be buried with me!
(End of this chapter)