Martial arts become gods

Chapter 1316 History repeats itself
"Buzz!"

With the Yuanli running at full speed, the aura of the surrounding heaven and earth vibrated violently, like gusts of wind, shuttling around Mo Xian's body.

Immediately afterwards, there was that terrifying fluctuation like a scourge.

"I'll go, this Mo Xian is actually so strong!"

Amidst the uproar, Mo Xian's face turned cold, and the Jiuxing Zhenmo Fist, which was full of vitality and fist intent, was thrown out in an instant.

With one punch, it can be said that the situation is changing, and the world is eclipsed.

In the next moment, two equally violent energies collided fiercely in one place in mid-air.

"boom!"

Amidst the loud noise, shock waves visible to the naked eye swept in, and the energy storm raged, so that most people couldn't help but cover their eyes with their hands.

Blood, like a spring, burst out from the body of the hooked nose.

If an ordinary person had lost so much blood, he would have been weak and weak, but he became stronger and stronger instead.

This is the effect of the blood coagulation pill, once taken, it will never die.

Lin Mingyuan quietly watched the two energies rubbing violently in the air, and the coldness in the depths of his eyes became more and more intense.

"Just now, was that a ninth-grade martial skill? Unexpectedly, there are such tyrannical existences among these people from the small and medium domains!" The expressions of those Wuji Sect disciples who seemed not interested at first also became solemn at this time. They were rarely able to see such a terrifying collision in the Wuji Sect, so they were naturally quite surprised.

As disciples of the Wuji Sect, they hold themselves very high. In the past, they didn't take their peers in the small and medium domains seriously.

But only then did they realize how ridiculous their thoughts were.

At that time, in the Great War of Ten Thousand Domains, many hidden young masters will surely appear.

It may not be easy for the Promise Sect to get good results in the Ten Thousand Domains War.

The terrifying collision lasted for dozens of breaths, and finally, the blood light suddenly dimmed and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

However, that fist force was like a broken bamboo, and it hit the hook-nosed body heavily.

"boom!"

Amidst the loud noise, the hooked nose froze, and then fell powerlessly from the air to the ground.

"Win!" Meng Yang and the others cheered immediately, and even a smile appeared on Shen Jing's face.

Hooked Nose had repeatedly provoked them for no reason before, which made them quite unhappy, but Mo Xian's defeat at this time was undoubtedly out of spite.

And those people who had made fun of Mo Xian before were also blushing at this moment, going through the back door or something, at this time they were self-defeating.

Even if Mo Xian and the others really went through the back door, they would have to accept it.

This back door is justified!
"Trash!" Lin Mingyuan's complexion suddenly became gloomy, and his clenched fists were a little white because of too much force.

Originally, he could take advantage of this mission to take it to the next level, but this time, he might also be implicated.

Because of the huge consumption of the hooked nose, the breath has become weaker and weaker.

The corner of Lin Mingyuan's mouth raised, and in a blink of an eye, he was already at the side of the hooked nose.

"You...you lied to me!" The hooked nose looked at Lin Mingyuan resentfully, and screamed desperately, but the voice was very soft and indistinct, only Lin Mingyuan could hear it.

"If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for being too useless, don't worry!" Lin Mingyuan said lightly.

Hearing this, the hooked nose's pupils shrank, and said in horror: "No, no, save me, I still want to participate in the Ten Thousand Domains War, and I don't want to die!"

"Hehe..." Lin Mingyuan smiled faintly, and a gleam of coldness flickered in his dark eyes.

Then, the hooked nose shook, and the pupils began to slack.

"died?"

Soon, someone noticed the change in the hooked nose, and their faces froze.

Mo Xian also frowned slightly. He had naturally considered this situation, but it was unavoidable.

"Hmph, Mo Xian, it is an unforgivable crime for you to break the rules under the eyes of my Wuji sect." Lin Mingyuan looked at Mo Xian suddenly after pretending to investigate, and his voice was extremely sharp.

"You've seen that situation too. Am I going to stand and let him beat me to death?" Mo Xian said calmly, anyone with a discerning eye could see what happened just now.

But Lin Mingyuan still wanted to make trouble, obviously aiming at him.

"Right and wrong, I, Wuji Sect, have my own judgment, so come with me!" Lin Mingyuan said in a deep voice.

"Hmph, it's the Promise Sect who makes the judgment, or you make the judgment yourself. If I was beaten to death just now, I'm afraid you would be very happy." Mo Xian said with a sneer.

Now that everyone is watching, Lin Mingyuan naturally didn't dare to do too much, but once he was taken away, he didn't know what would happen.

At that time, it would be very easy to find any reason and kill him.

"That's right, in the situation just now, if Mo Xian didn't use all his strength, he might be the one who died." Xiao Wu and the others agreed.

"Bold, this is within my Wuji Sect, you just need to obey!" Those Wuji Sect disciples also turned cold and shouted violently.

The Promise Sect is the Promise Sect, no matter what, the majesty will never allow provocation.

The atmosphere became very delicate for a while.

Mo Xian's eyes were also slightly cold. This situation is very similar to that in Taichu Academy.

At the beginning, he was also exiled to Iron Slaughter City because he killed a fellow disciple.

This time, history seems to be repeating itself.

"Hey, these guys are really brave, to openly defy the deacon of Wuji Sect!"

"Hmph, they are strong. If they lose their qualifications, it would be a good thing for us!"

In the crowd, there were also some voices of discussion, some were gloating, some were watching with cold eyes.

Of course, some people were angry because of what happened to Mo Xian, but there was nothing they could do.

This is Wuji Sect. The name is too important for them to shake.

What they can do is just as those Wuji Sect disciples said, they just need to obey.

"Mo Xian, you'd better think about it carefully." Lin Mingyuan looked at Mo Xian with a sneer on his face. After all, he is the deacon of Wuji Sect, so he still has rights.

"What are you thinking about?" Mo Xian shrugged indifferently and said.

"Very good, how about you?" Lin Mingyuan nodded, then looked at Shen Jing and the others one by one, and said, "This matter has nothing to do with you. My Promise Sect knows right from wrong, and I don't want to implicate others."

"Of course we are on his side. You are clearly bullying others." Shen Jing and the others sneered.

"Hehe, since that's the case, let's catch them together!" Lin Mingyuan said with a faint smile.

"Senior Brother Mingyuan, I'm afraid this is inappropriate?" A Wuji Sect disciple whispered, while other Wuji Sect disciples also hesitated.

"Are you going to disobey the order?" Lin Mingyuan said immediately with a cold face.

"Don't dare!" The faces of all the disciples of the Wuji Sect changed instantly. The Wuji Sect has a strict hierarchy, and if they disobeyed, they would be severely punished.

"Guys, come with us, I will definitely give you an explanation from the Wuji Sect." A Wuji Sect disciple said.

"Hehe, it's not that I don't believe in Wujizong, but..." Mo Xian said, his sharp eyes suddenly fell on Lin Mingyuan, and he said almost word by word: "I don't believe him!"

"Presumptuous!" Lin Mingyuan's complexion suddenly became much gloomy. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Mo Xian's words clearly slapped him in the face.

(End of this chapter)