Wen Sumyue couldn't bear the sacrifice of the two elders of the God of War, but this was the best solution at present.
In fact, she had long been prepared to take matters into her own hands and was determined not to fall into the hands of the black-clothed sect.
If it weren't for Xu Zhiwen's madness, they might have died long ago.
Not only Wen Shuyue, but also the other elders of Guanghan Palace were determined to die.
If you fall into the hands of these evil heretics, your situation may be worse than death.
Just when everyone in Guanghan Palace was preparing to fight to the death, a voice came.
"Holy Son, we are really destined."
Following the words, Chu Ming led everyone in the Heavenly Palace slowly into the valley.
I originally thought that it would attract everyone's attention, but I didn't expect that everyone in the Black Clothes Sect and Guanghan Palace were looking at Chu Ming with strange eyes.
This made him, who was originally extremely confident, begin to wonder if "where" he was disheveled?
Even if he tried hard to think of it, he couldn't figure it out. The problem lay in this opening sentence.
The words he and Xu Zhiwen said were surprisingly consistent, but their names had changed.
"Master Tiangong, this is a matter between my Black Clothes Sect and Guanghan Palace. Do you want to get involved?"
There is nothing wrong with the text of the Holy Son of the Black Sect, but the tone of his words always makes people think of things between men and women.
"Is he always this perverted?"
Chu Ming asked the elder next to Xu Zhiwen. Unexpectedly, the other party nodded subconsciously, and then realized something was wrong. He turned his head and looked at the sky in embarrassment, as if he had discovered something interesting.
This series of erroneous operations greatly eased the tense atmosphere in the field.
Of course, not including Xu Zhiwen, who now wants to bite Chu Ming to death.
Everyone in Guanghan Palace quickly took the opportunity to enter the queue in Tiangong, while Wen Shuyue naturally stood behind Chu Ming.
"You have repeatedly humiliated me. Do you really think that the Black Clothes Sect is afraid of Tiangong?"
Xu Zhiwen was about to lose control of his emotions. If it hadn't been for the strict instructions from the leader before leaving, he wouldn't have just secretly provoked the White Bone Sect, and would have already mobilized the power of the Black Clothes Sect to attack Tiangong with all his strength.
"I am humiliating you, not the Black Clothes Cult. Besides, what I said is true, and it is not humiliating."
It was okay that Chu Ming didn't speak, but his tongue-twisting explanation first made Xu Zhiwen furious.
When he saw Wen Shuyue standing next to Chu Ming, still looking well-behaved, Xu Zhi felt a fire in his bra. Coupled with the other party's constant ridicule, he couldn't bear it anymore.
"What a piece of shit, you really think that this Holy Son is afraid of you, so kill him!"
Unexpectedly, no one from the congregation who usually obeyed his instructions moved forward.
You must know that his guards are all from the Xu family. They have been carefully selected and there is absolutely no problem with their loyalty.
But now there is disobedience.
"The Heavenly Palace was already incompatible with the Infinite Holy Land, and now it wants to offend the Black Clothes Sect. Isn't it the master of the power? Please think again, sir."
The Martial God Elder from the Xu family took the initiative to ease the situation. Although his words were quite powerful, he actually showed that the Black Clothes Sect did not want to conflict with Tiangong.
"Think twice? Every force considers territory, resources, and even population, but I am a person with a big picture. What I consider is the development of the entire continent."
At this point, Chu Ming himself laughed out loud.
"I've been hanging out with you hypocrites and villains for too long, and I've learned these high-sounding nonsense!"
"To be honest, when I stepped into the valley, you were already a bunch of dead people."
Hearing what Chu Ming said, everyone in the Black Clothes Sect couldn't help but change their expressions.
Elder Wushen said hurriedly, "There is no enmity between the Holy Cult and Tiangong. If the Holy Son collided with you, we are willing to apologize! But if the Holy Son makes any mistake today, the two sides will fight to the death."
"I just don't believe why kind people don't have a happy ending, while you dirty villains can win everything."
Chu Ming's words made everyone in the Black Sect feel at a loss.
"I can't calm down without killing you. I feel sorry for those true heroes who have dedicated everything to this land! I want the sword in my hand to cut off the injustices in the world and restore them to their original appearance."
Chu Ming said while holding the Tai'a sword in his hand.
"The fire of civilization is endless! The inheritance of the human race is endless!"
"The fire of civilization is endless! The inheritance of the human race is endless!"
As Chu Ming shouted angrily, everyone in the Heavenly Palace responded enthusiastically.
The black-clothed Martial God elder looked at Chu Ming inexplicably, and couldn't help shouting angrily in his heart, "I am also a human race? What is wrong with this young master?"
No matter what he thought, Chu Ming was the first to rush over with his sword, with Ye Gucheng and Yan Shisan guarding him.
The swordsman's attacks are the most powerful among all the warriors, not to mention the three talented warriors.
"A long river of sword energy"
"Flying Fairy from Heaven"
"Sword Thirteen"
As soon as Pu fought, the Black Clothes Sect's team was shattered to pieces. Under such a powerful attack, the lower level disciples turned into ashes.
When the Martial God Elder in the team tried to stop them, it was already too late. In the blink of an eye, there were less than 300 people left in the team of 1,000 people.
At this time, the heavenly soldiers also rushed forward, and the two sides started a close combat.
The elders of the Black Clothes Sect did not expect that Chu Ming would be so decisive, taking action as soon as he was told, without the slightest hesitation, and not afraid of the future revenge of the Black Clothes Sect.
"You are responsible for blocking the Heavenly Palace, and we will take the Holy Son to find a way to break out."
The two Blood Guards nodded silently without any doubt. This was their job.
Xu Zhiwen was scared to death at this time. He swore that if he could escape successfully today, he would take a detour when he saw Chu Ming in the future. This was a "lunatic" even crazier than him!
The two blood guards were stopped by Zhu Yuyan and Nie Feng.
The heavenly soldiers have now stepped aside, because they are no longer needed.
Chu Ming has now sent out more than ten rivers of sword energy in succession. Not to mention the Martial Emperor warriors, even the elders of the Martial Saints could not find a single intact limb after being surrounded by the rivers of sword energy.
Xu Zhiwen was surprised to find that there were only two martial arts elders left beside him in an instant.
"Sir, the conflict between us is just verbal. As long as you don't kill me, everything can be discussed."
He was really scared. Although this was the second time he saw Chu Ming take action, he felt an obvious difference.
Chu Ming's murderous aura was obviously stronger, so his sword was sharper than before.
Although Xu Zhiwen performed very badly in many aspects, he was still very talented in martial arts.
Seeing that Chu Ming was not moved at all, he hurriedly continued, "My ancestor is the great elder of the Black Clothes Sect, and I am his direct descendant. Even if the leader does not avenge me, my ancestor will not let you go. "
"I'm not even afraid of the Infinite Holy Land. Will I be afraid of your great elder of the Black Sect?"
Seeing his demented behavior, Chu Ming laughed lightly.
At this moment, Ye Gucheng and Yan Shisan had already charged at the two martial arts elders with their swords, and now only Xu Zhiwen was left to face Chu Ming.
The dignified holy son of the black-clothed sect actually felt isolated and helpless at this time.
Although he had killed countless people and even enjoyed killing others on a daily basis, no one was more afraid of facing death than Xu Zhiwen.
In fact, he is not the direct descendant of the great elder, but his biological son.
Because the elder fell in love with his mother's beauty, he ignored the family's taboo and took possession of her.
In order to force his mother to submit, he also killed his grandfather's entire family.
If it weren't for the accidental pregnancy of Xu Zhiwen, this poor woman would not have been able to escape the fate of being tortured and killed.
But when Xu Zhiwen was five years old, his mother was still beaten to pieces by the great elder. The reason was because he was too "kind" and her mother failed to fulfill her duty of nurturing him.
Xu Zhiwen will never forget the scene when his mother's head was shattered. The elder just told him, "In this world, only the strong can survive, and the weak are lambs to be slaughtered."
After saying that, he left.
From then on, Xu Zhiwen didn't dare to have a trace of conscience, for fear that one day he would be like his mother and have his head smashed.
Now he felt the fear again, the sense of precariousness.
"Sir, as long as you don't kill me, I can be your dog. When I inherit the Black Clothes Sect in the future, we will join hands to destroy the Wuliang Holy Land, and the entire continent will be yours."
"I promised someone that I would kill you if I had the chance, and I can't break the promise."
"Ha ha ha ha······"
Hearing Chu Ming's answer, Xu Zhiwen laughed crazily.
"We have never had any interactions. How could someone entrust you to kill me? Even the noble master of Tiangong will find some boring reasons to lie to people."
"Her name is Hong Gu, an inner disciple of the Black Clothes Sect."
Chu Ming's words made Xu Zhiwen fall into deep thought. He had done too many bad things in his life, and he couldn't remember many people at all.
Suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, and he thought of who Hong Gu was.
The inner disciple who had committed a mistake in the Exile Realm begged himself to forgive her death penalty.
After being tortured to death by himself, he rewarded several of his followers. He had done too many such immoral things, and there was nothing special about it.
The reason why I can still remember the name "Honggu" is because the candidate she recommended successfully lurked around Wen Shuyue.
Xu Zhiwen looked at Chu Ming in disbelief. He did not expect that the other party would kill him for a "mean" person.
Now he was so frightened that he was incontinent, with runny nose and tears, and looked at Chu Ming with trembling legs.
"Hong Gu's performance before she died was much better than yours. Remember, there is no distinction between high and low in life. If you can decide the life and death of others from above, one day it will be your turn."
After saying that, a long river of sword energy turned Xu Zhihua into ashes. A scum like this did not deserve to have a whole body.
