Nine Realms Sword Master

Chapter 1786: Life and death

Zhao Li was mercilessly dragged out of the ward by such a group of people.

As he staggered forward, he eagerly shouted: "Brother! Brother... Slow down! Slow down!"

It turns out that these people are also from the Soul Martial Hall.

The person in the lead was Cao Yingli, the former master of Mu Renfang.

Cao Yingli is still somewhat famous in the Supreme God Temple.

Because he was the only disciple of the Soul Martial Hall who dared to resist other departments in the recent period, of course, he had a terrible end, his cultivation was completely abandoned, and he almost died.

He was only stronger than a mortal now, and he didn't have the slightest spirit power on his body.

But as an affirmation of his courage, the people in the Soul Martial Hall still respect him very much.

Zhao Li is also the same. After all, both of them have a ceremonial character in their names, so he never neglected Cao Yingli in terms of etiquette.

The group came to an open space where there were few disciples in Bing Xintang.

When a crowd surrounded Zhao Li, Cao Yingli stared at Zhao Li angrily.

Zhao Li was confused: "Brother, you...what's the matter with you?"

"Junior Brother Zhao! I heard Xiaoshi say that that Junior Brother Bai has severed relations with us?"

"Right." Zhao Li nodded.

"You did it?"

"I did it, but I did it on behalf of most of the senior brothers and sisters of the Soul Martial Hall." Zhao Li shrugged and said, "That Bai Ye was so confusing that it provokes a crowd of people to not talk about it, and dare to talk to the elders. Confrontation, do you know who he offended? He offended Niantian, the second elder of our sect! What kind of character is that, in front of us, that is God! I shouldn’t hurry up and get rid of him? Don't be involved by him?"

Unexpectedly, when these words fell, Cao Yingli's face was angry, and pointed at Zhao Li and trembled: "You...you..."

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Li panicked.

"Have you forgotten the rules of our Soul Martial Hall?"

Cao Yingli waved his hand angrily, angrily.

"Rules?" Zhao Li looked confused, and asked inexplicably: "What rules?"

"We Soul Martial Hall disciples must unite as one, and we must come together! We are the bottom of the sect, and we have no more days. If the disciples in the hall are still split like this, do we still have a day before?" Cao Yingli said angrily.

"This is just a rule you set up privately, brother, no one admits... and brother, if you don't draw a clear line from Bai Ye, I'm afraid that more disciples will suffer as a result!" Zhao Li said helplessly.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Cao Yingli said angrily: "We have nothing! Don't we even have to abandon the people around us? And the more this kind of juncture, the less we can stand by! Bai Ye offends people, and we all bear it!"

"This..." Zhao Li's expression was a little unnatural.

The person next to him quietly hit him with an elbow and whispered, "Brother Cao was the head of a power clan before entering the sect. He is very loyal, so don't refute it!"

As soon as these words fell, Zhao Li was dumb. After a long time, people sighed and nodded and said: "What the brother taught is that I don't know what the brother wants to do."

"I heard that Bai Ye was given a challenge book. It is a life-and-death challenge. Then, when the life-and-death battle begins, we will pass together. If he loses, we will find a way to **** him back, at least save his life!"

"Ah? This...what protection do we take? None of our Soul Martial Hall can fight..." Zhao Li said with a sad face.

"Don't say more! When that happens, everyone will go! You go and inform everyone, no one is less! Otherwise, get out of our Soul Martial Hall!"

Cao Yingli said solemnly, turned around and walked away.

Zhao Li opened his mouth when he heard the sound, and was speechless for a while.

When everyone left, he sat on the ground, sighing again and again.

"If I could get out of the Soul Martial Hall, I would have already left, but I can leave the Soul Martial Hall, where can I go? If the disciple has no entrance, he will be expelled from the sect... alas..."

Zhao Li was very depressed.

He also really couldn't figure out that there are people like Cao Yingli in a place like Taishang Shentian Temple where the weak and the strong eat profit only.

But think about it, if he is not this kind of personality, how can he be abolished by someone?

However, he is still so dishonest after abandoning his cultivation base, does he want to take his life into it?

Zhao Li had misery in his heart, so he had to get up and walk towards the ward.

....

Three days passed quickly.

Early in the morning, many disciples gathered in front of the Bingwu Pavilion.

Although most people didn't show up because they were preparing for the battle of the group, many other disciples gathered at the scene. In addition, there were two other elders.

Shaoyao had arrived here early, and she deliberately stayed closer to the two old elders so as not to get into trouble.

Many male souls cast their gazes at her, pointing and commenting one by one, but because the elders were here, they didn't dare to be presumptuous.

At the entrance of Bingwu Hall, there were more than 20 disciples.

People stand on both sides of the door, lined up, very powerful.

"When will the big brother come?" At the front of the queue, Mon Qi turned his head and asked Wei Hong next to him.

"I heard that the big brother is in retreat for the past three days, and I don't know if he is going out." Wei Hong shook his head.

"I hope that the big brother can win that white night, so that we can also be free! Otherwise, we really have to get the God Awakening Orb, even if it is not a life of nine deaths." Mon Qi said.

"Yes, but I think it should be okay for Senior Brother. After all, his strength is so scared that even Senior Brother Xiaoyao can't be beaten." Wei Hong smiled.

"Ok."

Monqi nodded, but his gaze fell on Hao Wudi on the other side, and he couldn't help but whispered: "Wudi, why aren't you talking? Are you okay?"

"I?"

Hao Wudi seemed to have recovered. After a moment, he shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

Upon seeing this, the two looked at each other.

Monki asked in confusion: "What are you thinking?"

"No...nothing..."

Hao Wudi shook his head.

"Are you hiding something from us?" Monqi frowned and asked again.

Seeing Monqi's unfavorable appearance, Hao Wudi could only sigh and whispered: "I have nothing to hide from you, I just think...that..."

"What do you think?"

"I think...that white night...maybe not as simple as we thought!" Hao Wudi gritted his teeth and said bluntly.

When the two heard the sound, they were taken aback.

After a while, Meng Qi shook his head and hummed, "I know he is not easy. But you have also seen the strength of the seniors. Dark horses like Zhang Dongyue, Fu Feng, and Li Yi were defeated by seniors with one move! Although Bai Ye can compete with The elders have done a few tricks, the skill is indeed extraordinary, but I think there is still a gap compared with the big brother! You don’t know, the second elders admire our seniors a lot, I think it will be sooner or later that the big brothers worshipped in the Dragon Palace It's late!"

Hao Wudi didn't say a word.

At this time, the cry sounded.

"Look over there!"

When the voice fell, people walked over there in unison.

But I saw a few disciples of Bing Xintang approaching here.

And behind them... is a group of elderly, weak, sick and disabled.

These people either had medicine or cloth wrapped around their bodies, some were lame, some had their hands broken, and they all came over.

Everyone was stunned.

"That is... from the Soul Martial Hall?"

"Why are they here?"

"How is this going?"

People are all at a loss.

For this kind of life-and-death duel, Bing Xintang’s people must be there. After all, if the winner is unwilling to make a dead hand, and the net is open to leave the loser’s life, Bing Xintang’s disciples can still save people the first time, Zong After all, the door does not want to lose outstanding talents.

But what is the fun of the people from the Soul Martial Hall?

Countless pairs of eyes stared at the headed Zhao Li and Cao Yingli.

But seeing them expressionless, after walking together, they stood on the empty ground not far away, stopped moving, and looked at this side.

Someone is upset.

I saw a sturdy disciple wearing a large disciple suit walking over.

That disciple broke the Gangtang.

He has a strong aura and good strength. When he walked away, the pressure was released, making it difficult for many Soul Martial Hall disciples to stand firm.

Cao Yingli couldn't hold on, but Zhao Li and the others stepped forward and stopped the disciple.

"Is there anything wrong with this senior?" Zhao Li's expression was a bit ugly, but he bit his head.

"I'm asking you this question, right?" The disciple stared at Zhao Li coldly, and said in a deep voice: "You trash don't lie down in Bingxintang. What are you doing here?"

"This..."

"We... we just came... to watch the battle... watch the battle..."

Zhao Li secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead and said hurriedly.

However, the words fell.

Snapped!

A crisp sound came out.

So Zhao Li turned around in place, then fell heavily to the ground.

People looked together and found that there was a bright red palm print on his cheek. He had already seen Venus and dizzy, and the disciple had already raised his hand.

"what are you doing?"

"Why did you beat our junior brother?"

All the disciples of the Soul Martial Hall behind rushed up, all furious.

But in the next second, seven or eight disciples of Po Gangtang walked over there, one by one in a powerful manner, pressing toward this place.

In an instant, everyone's complexion changed drastically.

The disciple squinted at the people in the Soul Martial Hall in front of him, and snorted coldly: "Why? Do I still need a reason to break the waste of you broken Gangtang?"

"you..."

"Now, all kneel down to me!"

The disciple was arrogant and extremely arrogant: "This is not Bing Xintang. There are no people from Bing Xintang to protect you, if anyone doesn't kneel! I will break someone's leg today!"

As soon as these words fell, everyone's discoloration instantly changed.

All the Soul Wutang people clenched their fists and gritted their teeth one by one.

They have over a hundred people, but Pogangtang has fewer than ten people.

But... if you really want to start, they may not be the opponents of this broken hall!

After they entered the Soul Martial Hall, it was extremely difficult for them to increase their cultivation level, and the Pogang Hall people had to be guided by the elders, cultivated by the sect, and their strengths advanced by leaps and bounds.

Now, the gap between the people of the Soul Martial Hall and the disciples of other departments is quite huge.

"Brother, what should I do?"

"Fight with them!"

"Brother!"

The crowd looked at Cao Yingli and shouted angrily.

"Do it? Interesting!"

The man sneered, with no fear on his face.

The people around were watching, with smiles on their faces.

The situation became weird.

But at this moment, a voice floated.

"Dong Ming is just a fellow of a group of Soul Martial Hall, why do you bully them like this?"

The voice fell, and people looked at it.