Chapter 867 The society dies to thank the world
Zhang Xiaoyi couldn't help but take a step back.
Wu Xiaode's voice continued to sound, echoing throughout the Discipline Hall:
"There is evidence that it is indeed my fault, I admit it."
"You still play with me like this without evidence——"
"I want to share life and death with him, and I ask the master's permission."
Bai Zongmang fell into thinking.
Fu Cai'er thought about it and opened her mouth to speak, but saw Wu Xiaode turning his head and looking over, smiling gently:
"Junior sister Cai'er, I know you are in a hurry, but please don't be anxious first."
"Senior brother wants to kill me and uncle?" Fu Caier's face turned pale and she hurriedly hid behind.
——How did he become like this?
Fu Cai'er could intuitively feel the killing intent in the other party.
Damn it.
What else can be done.
Who can save me.
One hand reached out and supported Fu Caier.
Fu Caier suddenly looked back.
It's Li Tao.
Li Tao!
Fu Caier was startled, and suddenly grabbed Li Tao with both hands:
"Fifth Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother wants to kill me."
she whimpered.
Li Tao gritted his teeth and took a step forward to block her behind him.
"Second senior brother," he said solemnly, "you were too impulsive today, so you didn't pay attention to anything."
"What's the matter?" Wu Xiaode asked.
"From the beginning to the end, it was Zhang Xiaoyi who was slandering you, but Junior Sister Cai'er did not do this." Li Tao said.
Everyone couldn't help but think about what just happened.
They are all monks. Just think about it for a moment, and the scene that just happened will come to mind.
Fu Cai'er——
Zhang Xiaoyi said that Wu Xiaode secretly watched her take a bath.
What she kept saying was 'forget it', 'I don't blame him anymore', 'it's all in the past'.
Song Qingsi attacked Zhang Xiaoyi, and Fu Caier said, "But why would he target his uncle, he is such a nice person?"
No matter Song Qingsi or Wu Xiaode, if they want to confront her back then, they must produce evidence——
She then said, "I...I don't know" and "I...didn't notice what Uncle Zhang saw."
Anyway, there was no problem with her from beginning to end.
If anyone was wrong, it wasn't her!
She always speaks and acts from the perspective of being forced to admit something and proactively defend everyone.
What a good girl.
She just wanted to——
"Second Senior Brother, she just wants to maintain the harmonious relationship between everyone."
Li Tao said seriously.
Wu Xiaode glanced at Li Tao strangely.
An inexplicable feeling came to his mind, so that he immediately became serious.
destiny.
The trajectory of fate controls every individual.
Except myself.
No, even if he replaces Fang Yuming, there will still be many tests on the road ahead.
It’s so difficult for me, let alone these practitioners who know nothing about it?
"Fifth Junior Brother, I just told her not to worry."
Wu Xiaode said slowly: "When did I say I wanted to kill her? It seems she said it herself."
Li Tao was slightly startled, then breathed a sigh of relief and nodded: "It's all Zhang Xiaoyi's fault. As a junior uncle, he always likes to use his status to pressure others - he must have forced Junior Sister Cai'er."
Wu Xiaode was too lazy to answer and looked directly at the leader Bai Zongmang.
Bai Zongmang said:
"Xiao Wu, the sect welcomes anyone to report unhealthy practices."
"Just because someone reports you today, I cannot allow you to fight to the death with the reporter."
"If things continue like this, who would dare to report others?"
"What does the leader mean?" Wu Xiaode asked.
Bai Zongmang waved his whisk:
"——Just order until you finish."
Wu Xiaode said respectfully: "Thank you, Master."
Several elders flew off the stage and signaled Yao He, Li Tao, and Fu Cai'er in the field to return to the group of disciples.
"Master Song, please come up and watch the battle."
Bai Zongmang invited.
Song Qingsi glanced at Wu Xiaode.
"The fight will be over soon and I will take you to dinner." Wu Xiaode said.
Song Qingsi felt relieved and flew to the stage in a flash.
The field has been cleared.
Only Zhang Xiaoyi and Wu Xiaode were left standing in the center of the field.
Zhang Xiaoyi's throat rolled, his face full of anger, and he growled:
"Wu Xiaode, you should be lucky that the leader has said so."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and patted his waist.
The sword was put into his storage bag.
——It's obviously "to the point", but he extended the meaning of this sentence to "without weapons".
He is also a wise man.
But what's the use?
While Wu Xiaode was thinking, he put away his sword and said with a smile:
"So how do you want to fight?"
Seeing him sheathing his sword, Zhang Xiaoyi felt a surge of ecstasy in his heart.
I can't stop that sword!
How could he fight with me if he didn't have a sword?
He is the Nascent Soul, and he is just a golden elixir, but his magic power is different!
Quite often, quantity is everything!
"Crazy man, I can deal with you in any way."
He immediately started kneading.
Wu Xiaode moved his hands and feet, as if he didn't see that the opponent's technique was about to take shape, and his eyes were lowered.
He was thinking about a question.
As the leader, Bai Zongmang is indeed right when he says, "It's all there."
So as long as I still want to hang out in the sect, I can't kill Zhang Xiaoyi in public this time.
Is there any other way...
Got it!
The moment he figured it out, Zhang Xiaoyi's technique was completed.
Golden light mask!
A layer of spiritual light enveloped Zhang Xiaoyi in an oval shape, protecting him.
——The Five Elements Golden Method of the Nascent Soul Realm!
Zhang Xiaoyi first ensured his own safety and immediately began to create a technique.
His movements were not unpleasant, and his tactics were standard for dealing with sword monks.
Even the intensity of the golden light mask emits standard spiritual energy fluctuations in the Nascent Soul stage.
The second technique is the extremely lethal Golden Light Slash.
Among the Five Elements of Gold Techniques, this one can shoot out thirty-six extremely sharp golden beams, all of them slashing at the enemy.
The trick is done!
Zhang Xiaoyi has a golden masterpiece on his hands.
The elders outside the field all held their breath and kneaded the secrets, ready to rescue Wu Xiaode.
But the next moment.
A voice emerged behind Zhang Xiaoyi:
"I've thought about it. There are always things that make you feel more uncomfortable than killing you."
——Behind again!
The last sword move was from behind. Do you think I didn't guard against this move?
"Go to hell!"
Zhang Xiaoyi roared angrily and released the spell behind him without hesitation.
But he saw thirty-six sharp golden lights rising suddenly, airtight, and strangled Wu Xiaode with all his strength.
Wu Xiaode looked calm and dodged back and forth with small steps.
He dodged so lightly, as if he had experienced this situation countless times in battle.
A moment.
All the golden light shot through the air and shot onto the wall of the Discipline Hall, forming chaotic sharp marks that were several inches deep.
"The body technique is so good."
Bai Zongmang praised in admiration, staring at Wu Xiaode as if admiring a priceless treasure.
"That's all." Song Qingsi said.
Her eyes were slightly lowered, her expression was indifferent, and she secretly wiped the sweat from her palms on the Xiu Shui scabbard.
There are changes in the field.
Zhang Xiaoyi struck out with all his strength, and his spiritual power suddenly fell into chaos.
He was exposed!
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wu Xiaode took a step forward——
"Who do you think you are!"
Zhang Xiaoyi roared and slapped his storage bag, took out his sword and held it in his hand.
——We must never lose to him again!
Even if you violate the rules, you will never lose to Jin Dan!
"Presumptuous!"
"No!"
"Zhang Xiaoyi!"
Everyone did not expect this change, and in the midst of shock and anger, they saw Wu Xiaode taking a step forward again and shaking his head slightly.
One punch——
boom! ! !
The golden light shield covering Zhang Xiaoyi's body was hit by a punch, sparking a flickering light.
"You want to break my golden light shield? You are wishful thinking!"
He laughed wildly and waved his sword at Wu Xiaode.
--Um?
The sword was like an afterimage, but it didn't hit Wu Xiaode at all.
The punch just now knocked Zhang Xiaoyi and his golden mask off the ground, flying into the air!
Song Qingsi's slightly drooped eyes suddenly opened.
yes!
Although the golden light shield has strong protective power, it can cover a large area.
Wu Xiaode didn't have to look for the vital points at all, he just hit the golden light shield——
Just like hitting a ball——
From a point-to-point perspective, he has already won!
But it's more than that!
I saw Wu Xiaode taking two steps forward, leaping high, and gaining momentum——
He dodged the sword, spun around and kicked a football!
Boom——
In the extremely dull sound, where his feet collided with the golden light shield, the air was distorted.
This kick is so powerful!
Zhang Xiaoyi and the golden light shield on his body were like a ball. They were kicked away by this kick and turned into a golden light that shot into the sky.
Wow!——
The ceiling was broken.
The golden ball flew away in the night sky, accompanied by Zhang Xiaoyi’s unwilling voice:
"Ah ah ah, I didn't lose -"
The sound gradually faded away and disappeared.
The golden light flew farther and farther, even drawing an arc in the sky.
- Curved ball.
There was silence.
——Is this still called not losing?
You didn’t lose a damn thing!
What a waste!
Wu Xiaode put his feet away, landed on the ground, raised his fists towards the stage, and said with a playful smile:
"Report to the leader."
"I always do things based on the sect's moral principles, so even though Master Zhang violated the rules, I didn't do anything ruthless. He won't die."
Bai Zongmang sighed: "You didn't kill him...but..."
"We fought very harmoniously, and there was no blood. It was just a matter of time." Wu Xiaode added.
Bai Zongmang wanted to say something, but finally gave up.
No one spoke.
Yes.
Uncle Zhang has a golden light shield, even if it hits flowers and plants, he will not die.
But——
The dignified Nascent Soul monk was kicked out by a golden elixir as a ball and disappeared into the night sky.
How can he have the nerve to stay in the sect and act like his uncle in the future?
How can he have the face to meet people?
You do have some morality, but not much.
Song Qingsi could no longer hold back, patted the scabbard and said:
"What a move to kill society and thank the world for kicking..."
"Martial arts friends are willing to grudge each other, and you are worthy of being a member of my generation." (End of Chapter)