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Who is it that dares to openly confront him at this time?

Mo Junrong was furious in his heart, and looked up at the other person's face, trying to see who the tall cultivator in front of him was.

Taking a closer look, the person in front of him is a tall, thin man with a somewhat old face, estimated to be over forty years old.

Of course, among practitioners in their forties and fifties, they are still considered youths.

The clan uniform worn by this lean man did not belong to the three major sects, which made Mo Junrong secretly feel relieved.

As long as they are not members of the three major sects, it means that they have no background, and this kind of cultivator who has no background can kill himself at any opportunity.

However, at this moment, Mo Junrong heard the whistling sound of air blowing behind him, and knew that the follow-up Tianzhou was landing on the boat platform.

According to the order in which the sky boats landed, this should be the ninth sky boat, and the tenth sky boat sat on the masters of the three major sects.

This tall man is really good at timing, the master of the three sects is about to land, and he has no time to fight with him.

Thinking of this, Mo Junrong suppressed his anger, pretended to be serious and asked: "What do you mean, you won't even stand in line?

If you can't integrate into the demon-slaying righteousness, and can't abide by the rules of the coalition forces, then you don't come here, go back and work as a logistics officer. "

Unexpectedly, the thin man in front of him had a strong temper. Taking advantage of his height, he looked down on Mo Junrong aggressively.

Shouted: "Mo Junrong, you are nothing more than an envoy to slay demons and righteousness, don't go too far!

You are not the suzerain, head, or elder of our sects, you are just a disciple of Wenjianzong! "

While speaking, the man gesticulated with his little finger, mocking Mo Junrong's real identity.

"A mere disciple of Wenjianzong, why should you point fingers at other sects, just rely on Wenjianzong behind you?"

He opened his hands and called on the demon-killing righteous disciples around him to oppose Mo Junrong: "Is it true that everyone is saying that Mo Junrong is just a disciple of Wenjianzong, and now he only has the name of a demon-killing envoy.

As for the demon slaying envoy, he is most in charge of the righteousness of the demon slaying, why should he control the disciples of our other sects, does he have that power! "

Accompanied by the man's instigation, there were bursts of whispering voices in the crowd. It is true that Mo Junrong's management of the demon-killing righteousness is very strict, so strict that many people can't accept it.

Many people have privately resented because of this, thinking that Demon Slayer Zhengqi is nothing more than a coalition of thousands of sects.

But each sect is still independent, and sect disciples should have great autonomy.

Hearing the discussion, Mo Junrong's face became ugly.

Of course he knew in his heart why this happened, and he used powerful means to control the disciples of various schools and factions, forcing these people to obey any order of the Demon Killing Hall.

Doing so is of course in the interests of the three major sects. As the leaders of the righteousness of killing demons, the three major sects are happy to see hundreds of sects in the world obey their orders.

Therefore, even knowing that Mo Junrong was formulating mandatory rules and trying to control all demon-killing righteousness practitioners, the three major sects did not stop them.

From their point of view, Mo Junrong controls all demon-killing righteousness practitioners, and they just need to control Mo Junrong.

However, this kind of coercive control method will cause strong reactions from those small sects, and no sect wants to be easily annexed by Moqi Zhengqi.

In the face of all the opposing voices, Mo Junrong bears the brunt.

So he came up with a way to shape his personal image, trying to make the disciples of each sect hate the three major sects, but they would all support him.

But now it seems that the effect is not good. The various positive images I have created are still as fragile as bubbles in front of sectarian interests.

The ninth sky boat landed, and demon-killing righteous practitioners poured out of the hatch. Mo Junrong knew that he could no longer hesitate, and must solve this problem as soon as possible.

He transported Qi Jin into his throat, and then shouted loudly: "Quiet!"

A circle of golden-red airflow ripples spit out from his mouth, and spread out with the voice, sweeping the crowd and the ground like a billowing tide.

"The Righteousness of Killing Demons is the place where righteous men from all over the world gather, and everyone in it is there to defend the peace of Yunxiu Continent.

Demons are powerful, and they do things unscrupulously. The most important thing to deal with them is to strengthen your own strength.

The strength of cultivators of each sect and faction is uneven, and it is impossible for everyone to have the realm of cultivation like the demon.

Therefore, only by working together to form a rope and bringing together individual strengths can we win the final victory and achieve the lofty goal of safeguarding peace and stability. "

Mo Junrong raised his fist and clenched it vigorously, as if he was using his actions to strengthen his tone: "Everyone of you must remember that we are the coalition, we are the righteousness of killing demons, and we are a whole.

This is the most basic requirement.

If we can't even do this, then what kind of whole are we, what kind of coalition forces! "

The words were well-founded, and the discussion in the crowd suddenly laughed a lot, and some cultivators have already begun to nod their heads to express their understanding.

The disciples who got off the ninth skyboat basically belonged to the three major sects of Wenjianzong, Luoshuangge and Guangxinzong. After hearing Mo Junrong's speech, they stood behind him one after another Express support.

One of the female disciples of Luoshuang Pavilion walked to the front of the crowd, and echoed loudly: "The demon slayer is right, who of you can beat the devil, stand up yourself!

Why don't you talk, you know you're useless.

Since you have no ability, then listen to the command of the demon slaying envoy, otherwise sooner or later you will be killed by the demon one by one like those who sacrificed. "

Disciples from the three major sects took the initiative to stand up and support him. Mo Junrong became more courageous and pointed at the thin man who openly opposed him just now.

Loudly reprimanded: "Just now you openly provoked the relationship between the disciples of the Demon Slayer Righteousness School, what is your intention, do you want the Demon Slayer Righteousness to fall apart?

I understand, you must have been sent by the demon, and you must have reached an ulterior deal with the demon in private.

Tell me, did the demons send you here? "

Buttoning the hat is Mo Junrong's forte. If you just pour dirty water over it, the other party can only wash it, so you can take the initiative in speaking.

The thin man didn't expect Mo Junrong to say such a thing, so he was stunned.

Before he could speak again, Mo Junrong took advantage of his moment of stupor and pursued him: "Why don't you speak, are you dumb?

Sure enough, I guessed correctly, you are a spy sent by the demon.

You can't keep such things that are eaten inside and out, so take him down! "

As soon as Mo Junrong took the two words out, before the thin man could react, a figure jumped out of Wen Jianzong's team in an instant.

The man only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and then a thick long sword was slapped sideways on the face door. The strength of his body protection did not block it at all, and he flew out of the air like a doll.

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