Hearing what Chu Ming said, a wry smile appeared on Shi Zhixuan's face.
"You are the strongest man in the mainland who killed five Martial Gods with one sword. The Holy Son is just a Martial Emperor warrior. How can he take your sword!"
Although Shi Zhixuan told the truth, it also really damaged Xu Zhiwen's prestige, but no one cared about it. After all, the Holy Son had disappeared without a trace since the incident happened.
"The Ninth Elder is also a martial artist. How about you take this sword for the Holy Son?"
"Young Master is so jealous of me, how dare I challenge your majesty. The Holy Religion is willing to select a Martial God elder to accept Young Master's guidance."
After receiving Chu Ming's approval, Shi Zhixuan returned to his camp with relief.
The other elders rushed forward to thank the ninth elder for turning the tide and saving everyone's lives.
Even some elders who had been dissatisfied before came forward to ask for help.
"What should we do now? Are we really going to send an elder to die?"
Everyone knows that if you go to war, you will die. In fact, it is just to vent your anger on the young master.
It was also the price paid for the mindless provocation of my own Holy Son.
"What can we do now? How come the Holy Religion has such an idiot? How can he hold up the Holy Religion's facade?"
The wanton behavior of the Holy Son aroused everyone's dissatisfaction, and they no longer even shunned the Great Elder, and publicly accused Xu Zhiwen.
"Why should the candidate come from among us? Whoever caused the trouble will naturally bear the responsibility."
After Shi Zhixuan finished speaking, he pointed the corner of his mouth in the direction of the Holy Son.
His words reminded everyone.
Although the Holy Son was only a Martial Emperor warrior, the Great Elder sent three Martial God warriors to protect Xu Zhiwen, so they naturally had to choose this candidate.
You must know that the Xu family is also a big family in the Black Clothes Sect. Many members of the family hold important positions in the sect, including nine elders of the God of War alone.
The strength of one family far exceeds that of most top sects, which shows how strong the Xu family is.
Xu Zhiwen's various rebellious and even perverted styles have long been complained within the Black Sect, but his position as the Holy Son is as stable as a mountain, and it is inseparable from the strong strength of the family.
"Holy Son, please select elders to fight. Since we all have missions, I'm afraid we can only select your guardian elders."
"We all belong to the Holy Religion, why must we appoint my guardian?"
The other elders did not want to tangle too much with him, for fear that the delay would be too long, angering the young master, and overturning the conditions that the ninth elder had finally obtained.
"There is no choice now. You have also seen what happened just now. Either your guardians go out to fight, or the Holy Son personally meets the enemy. Time is precious, so you can make your own decision."
Xu Zhiwen did not expect that the elders who were usually polite to him seemed to have a different look.
But he ignored that just because of his willful behavior today, he almost killed the elders present.
If it hadn't been for the Ninth Elder to come forward, he would have been bleeding like a river by now.
Normally, everyone is wary of the power of the Xu family and the ruthlessness of the eldest elder, so they would only compromise with him if they don't have their own needs. Now that the enemy is facing us, no one dares to have the energy to act with him.
Xu Zhiwen seemed to realize that he had no choice.
"Xu Zhen, if you go to fight, I will definitely take good care of your family."
The elder who was pointed out by him walked out helplessly.
"Thank you, Holy Son! You must ensure the safety of the Holy Son, I will take the first step!"
Xu Zhen naturally knew the nature of the Holy Son, but he had many relatives. If he dared to disobey orders, his family's fate would be miserable.
It is estimated that Xu Zhiwen chose him because of this, knowing that it was impossible for him to disobey orders.
Xu Zhen came to the front of the formation and shouted loudly, "Xu Zhen, the elder of the Black Holy Land, is here to lead me to death. I hope that my blood can calm the anger of the young master, and the grievances between the two families can be wiped out."
"I only use one sword to block life! I can't block death!"
Following Chu Ming's words, an old immortal with three strands of long beard appeared in the sky behind Chu Ming.
Although many people were saying that Young Master's martial arts skills were amazing, but after experiencing it personally on site, I realized that the legends were not enough to describe its true power.
Under the power of Huanghuang Heaven and Earth, except for the people in the Heavenly Palace, everyone else couldn't help but kneel to the ground. Only the Black Clothes Sect and the Martial God elders of Wuliang Holy Land could withstand the huge pressure.
Due to Chu Ming's attack, Xu Zhen's situation became even worse.
When Chu Ming used "Flying Immortal from Heaven", he was already kneeling in front of Chu Ming, unable to move his hands and feet at all.
As a sword struck from the void, Xu Zhen didn't react at all, and his first sword turned into nothing.
That's right, under Chu Ming's sword, Xu Zhen seemed to be decomposed, and the energy returned to the world again.
Although they knew that the target of this sword attack was not them, everyone seemed to feel a chill on their necks, as if they had been scratched by a sharp blade.
The entire valley became silent, everyone was shocked by Chu Ming's shocking sword, even those martial arts warriors who had been famous for many years were no exception.
"Let this matter be wiped out. From now on, the Holy Son of your sect must understand the truth that disaster comes from the mouth. I will not always be as magnanimous as I am today."
"Thank you, Master, for your teaching!"
The Holy Son of the Black Clothes Sect had long been deprived of his will by Chu Ming's sword and had no courage to face him.
In the end, it was the Ninth Elder who expressed his attitude on behalf of the Holy Land.
At this point, a storm that was likely to cause violent shocks on the continent stopped, and all the major sects dispersed and returned to their bases.
Soon the flying monsters filled the sky above the valley again, and it was obvious that each sect was eager to send back what had just happened.
"Ninth Elder, what should we do?"
"Report the situation to the leader truthfully. We cannot give up the opportunity of the ancient battlefield, but everyone must pay attention to safety and avoid conflicts with people from the Tiangong. After all, the Eastern Region is their home field."
In response to everyone's inquiries, Shi Zhixuan gave his suggestions.
"Are we, the Black Sect, still afraid of Tiangong?"
Xu Zhiwen also got rid of the fear just now, and he was naturally unwilling to compromise with Tiangong.
But no one of the elders in the field paid any attention to him. The Holy Son originally lacked personal prestige, and with today's poor performance, the elders naturally wouldn't take him seriously.
"Ninth Elder, after the ancient battlefield is over, Tiangong will not choose to attack us, right?"
"No, their biggest enemy at the moment is Wuliang Holy Land. To send the message back to the Holy Cult, I suggest reducing the pressure on Wuliang Holy Land so that they can have more power to deal with Tiangong."
"It's all up to the Ninth Elder to turn the tide today. We will naturally jointly report today's situation."
The elders of the Black Clothes Sect were sincerely grateful to Shi Zhixuan, but were completely disappointed with the Holy Son, and no longer intended to save face for him or cover up his mistakes.
The camp of Wuliang Holy Land also had a heavy atmosphere.
"I didn't expect that the young master's strength would be so strong. His move of the Flying Immortal from Beyond the World may only be resisted by the Martial God Dzogchen Warrior."
After feeling the power at close range, all the elders thought of losing to Chu Ming.
"The performance of the Black Clothes Sect today is that they clearly intend to sit back and watch the fight between tigers and tigers. When we and the Tiangong Killers are bleeding like rivers, they will come out to take advantage."
Many elders of the Infinite Holy Land were disgusted with the idea of uniting with the Black Sect, but subject to the orders of the Holy Lord, they were even ready to aid the Black Sect just now.
Unexpectedly, he was bitten by the other party.
The ninth elder of the Black Clothes Sect pointed out that Wuliang Holy Land was the enemy of Tiangong. They did not want to be enemies of Tiangong, and even released some goodwill.
They still want to join forces with each other here, but they have no such plan at all. The thought of this feels more disgusting than swallowing a fly alive.
The third elder has no idea now. He originally agreed with the Holy Lord's plan and thought that the major sects should join forces to deal with Tiangong.
But now it seems that it is not so easy to implement.
If the Black Clothes Sect chooses to sit on the sidelines, it is impossible for Wuliang Holy Land to start a full-scale war with Tiangong.
In desperation, he could only report what happened today truthfully, leaving it to the Holy Lord and others to deal with the headache.
"Senior brother, what do you think of the young master?"
"Miss Lingyue, please don't dig a hole for me to jump into. The Lord of the Heavenly Palace is someone I, a young disciple, can judge and judge."
Wu Yufei also discussed what just happened with Lingyue.
Lingyue found that the other party refused to evaluate the young master, so she no longer forced him to make things difficult.
"I just think Tiangong's performance today is a little different."
Hearing what she said, Wu Yufei seemed to perk up.
"What do you think is different?"
"Regarding the rise of Tiangong, I have done a lot of research and found that there is very little information available. They are very mysterious and have always been low-key. However, their performance today is very different from before."
Lingyue's statement couldn't help but make Wu Yufei's eyes light up.
"Do you think their high-profile and strong attitude may be to conceal Tiangong's true purpose?"
"The real purpose?"
Wu Yufei's rhetorical question made Lingyue fall into thinking.
"What would you do if you were sure of defeating your enemy?"
"Kill him first."
"What would you do if you faced a powerful enemy with no chance of victory?"
After thinking carefully, Lingyue said, "I will try my best to consume him and make him unable to see my true and falsehood. I will even make some strong moves to scare him."
Speaking of this, Lingyue suddenly opened her mouth wide and looked at Wu Yufei in disbelief.
"Senior brother, do you mean that Tiangong is in the same situation as me?"
"I didn't say anything."
Wu Yufei started playing Tai Chi again, which he was good at, and refused to admit his judgment.
In the temporary camp set up by Tiangong.
"Sir, will our deployment work?"
"Soldiers will block it, water will block it, and water will cover it. The rise of the Heavenly Palace has become a reality, and no one can destroy it."
