Fanatic of Martial Tao

Three days later, the temple held a banquet and invited all people with lofty ideals who received the invitation to discuss the plans of the human race. It would be good if they received the invitation. What if they didn't? Won't you be excluded then?

In this way, all forces can not agree.

But how did the invitation come?

It's not yebufan's the final say.

If you want it, you can buy it.

Say a thousand, say a thousand, the new son is still changing his ways to ask them for money.

This is so special and shameless.

This is blackmail.

Although yinqiufeng was the Holy Son of the temple at the beginning, he never took the initiative to ask for money from various aristocratic families. He even gave some benefits to various forces to win them over.

But what about yebufan?

As soon as he took office, he openly blackmailed various forces. He was the son of the temple. Why is the gap so large.

But can they refuse?

No.

After all, yebufan is not yinqiufeng. In the eyes of various forces, yebufan is a complete madman, not to mention that this madman is now sitting on the throne of the son of God.

Below one man, above ten thousand.

This girl is in power now. She can't afford to be provoked. She can't dare to be provoked.

What can we do?

We can only spend money to eliminate the disaster.

"Well, it's all over. Ben Shao will start to close down. Three days later, he will still be here. Ben Shao hopes to see you again." Before everyone thought about it, yebufan had already started to speak again. He looked directly at Zhuge's deputy hall leader and said, "who, now take me to the inner treasury of our temple. I need to improve my accomplishments in these three days."

Hearing this, Zhuge's deputy hall leader was stunned. Then he looked at yebufan and said, "yes, yes, please come here, your highness."

One day the emperor and one courtier.

The leader of Zhuge auxiliary hall knew very well that now, inside the temple, the era of yinqiufeng has ended and the era of yebufan is coming. As one of the three deputy hall leaders of the temple, if the new saint was just an ordinary person, he would not care too much. Just like Yin Qiufeng, he would just follow the sun and disobey the wind. But now yebufan is different. He is a madman, or a fierce man who kills the city without blinking an eye. Zhuge's deputy hall leader can't guarantee that if he disobeys yebufan, he will kill himself directly.

Soft afraid of hard, hard afraid of horizontal.

It's better not to provoke such a person. At least in Zhuge's opinion, it's better to wait and see for a while and not act rashly. After all, he doesn't know yebufan very well.

"Let's go."

When the leader of Zhuge sub Hall said something, yebufan said something.

"Yes."

Zhuge's deputy hall leader answered. Soon, led by Zhuge's deputy hall leader, yebufan gradually disappeared into the sight of the people and directly entered the temple.

The people of the major forces present were stunned.

Including 108 ancient city aristocratic families.

They looked stunned and looked at each other.

A moment later, everyone erupted:

"Just go?"

"Sleeping trough, what does he mean? Isn't he trying to blackmail us? Now that the man is gone, who will we give the money to?"

"Did we misunderstand him and misinterpret his meaning? In fact... He didn't want to blackmail us? He really just wanted to invite us to the temple to discuss the plans of the human race?"

"Fart."

"Yes, you are farting. If there is a misunderstanding, just one or two. Can we all misunderstand him and misinterpret his meaning? It makes it clear that he is asking us for money in a different way."

"But now everyone else has gone, and... According to his meaning, he will spend the three days practicing. That is to say, he won't see us in these three days. Since he doesn't see us, how can we give him gifts?"

"I want to know now that he is closed. Who will deliver this invitation?"

"He is an immortal. What does this dog day mean? What does he want to do?"

"You guys, how about... How about we join forces to boycott him? Whatever he wants to do, we are unanimous to the outside world. We won't even attend this shit party. Let's see what he can do to us."

"Brush!!"

As soon as the man's voice fell, the people around him scattered.

"You are..."

Seeing this scene, the speaker looked stunned.

"Brother Tu, be careful."

In the crowd, someone immediately said.

Boycott?

Don't tease me. Ye Bufan is not yinqiufeng. This madman is too murderous. If all their forces really join hands to resist him, he will probably kill a lot at that time.

As for the Lord of the temple, ouyangxian.

Although he can suppress yebufan, can he suppress everyone?

Don't forget, yebufan still has several demigods and millions of divine weapons under his command. These people are missing now. In this way, yebufan doesn't need to do something himself. These people can help him do it. Even if ouyangxian, the Lord of the temple, wants to investigate anything, yebufan can push everything and stay out of the matter.

In this case, who dares to provoke yebufan.

In an instant, the man who had previously said that he would join hands to resist yebufan suddenly realized that he was trembling and turned pale. Then he said again and again: "you guys, just kidding, just kidding. Don't take your previous words to heart."

The crowd ignored.

In the crowd, Linghu Youdao suddenly said, "let's go."

Go?

All the people present were stunned. They all looked at Linghu Youdao, and someone asked, "Mr. Linghu, you just left. What about the invitation?"

"Invitation?"

Linghu sneered: "do you think that if we stay here, we will receive the invitation?"

"This..."

The crowd hesitated slightly.

They don't know if they can receive invitations if they stay here, but what else can they do if they don't stay here? Did you just walk away? In this way, if you don't receive the invitation at that time, what should you do.

It seemed that Linghu Youdao understood the ideas of the people present, and continued: "now the situation is that we can't go into the temple, and he doesn't come out. This is obviously a dead end. If he wants to take advantage of it to ask for benefits from us, then he must make arrangements and take actions later. In that case, why should we wait here, and it's not the same to go home?"

After that, Linghu shouted loudly: "second brother, take Justin and let's go."

"Yes, father."

At the Linghu bazaar, someone answered immediately.

Later, the Linghu family and their entourage left directly with Justin, who had been abandoned.

Then the people around him came to their senses.

It has to be said that Linghu Youdao is right. If yebufan really wants to take the opportunity to blackmail them, he will certainly find major forces again. In that case, why should they stay here and wait foolishly.

Anyway, they are the blackmailed party. Why should they worry.

For a while, others also left in droves.

As for Justin

Although all the people present hated him, and even many of them wanted to eat his meat and drink his blood, Linghu Miaomiao of Linghu's family was also killed by Justin. They believed that the Linghu family would never spare Justin. Moreover, since Linghu Youdao didn't kill Justin directly, he must think that killing Justin directly was too cheap for him.

So, what's wrong with letting the Linghu family take Justin away? Anyway, the results are the same. Justin will never come to a good end. Just this is enough.

The crowd surged.

A moment later, all the 108 aristocratic families and other families left. Only more than 300 Temple deacons and Xuanyuan invincible were left in the huge square.

Xuanyuan Wudi said lightly:

"Over the years, Xuanyuan has tried all his tricks, but I didn't expect such a result in the end. However... Yinqiufeng died, and Justin was doomed. I won't lose if you buried him with me. It's a pity... Yetianxiong, I lost, not because I'm not as good as you, but because you're luckier than me, but because you gave birth to a wonderful son."

"But do you think you really won?"

"The son of the temple, good and evil depend on each other."

"Do you really think the temple is as simple as you see?

"Do you really think ouyangxian is as selfless as everyone thinks?"

"Hahaha..."

"Hahaha..."

"When misfortune comes, fortune lies on it. When fortune comes, misfortune lies on it."

"Yetianxiong, yebufan, wait, your fate... May not be much better than me, hahaha..."

Xuanyuan Wudi's raging laughter reverberated between heaven and earth. Suddenly, in his hand, a sharp dagger appeared out of thin air. Xuanyuan Wudi moved his right hand and the dagger crossed his throat.

'poof!!';

Blood spattered from the knife.

'bang!!'

With a muffled sound, Xuanyuan fell to the ground and died.