Chapter 1101 Showdown
Hong Li looked hesitant, but seeing Liu Qinghuan's very calm look, he thought for a while and smiled: "That's right. Everyone knows that I have a violent temper and will attack if I disagree with you. I will act based on your eyes."< br>
Liu Qinghuan nodded: "Let's go, it's time to meet them. It's already done."
He turned around and glanced at the people in Wanhu Realm on the other side of the altar. Those people were quite obedient, and no one came to rush him after waiting for a long time.
Slowly walking in front of everyone, Liu Qinghuan leaned forward slightly, cupped his hands and said, "I'll keep you guys waiting."
Hua Songzi was the first to greet him and said, "You're welcome, fellow Taoist Qinglin. Coming to participate in this grand ceremony is what we should do. Why wait so long?"
He looked solemn and said sternly: "The Immortal Alliance expresses its sincere condolences regarding the Futu Demon Sect and the Yin Yang Sect's intrusion into your Yunmengze and the death of a large number of innocent monks. Your Wenshi Sect and Shaoyang Sect have also suffered huge and irreparable losses. Regret and outrage!”
"The Immortal Alliance has unshirkable responsibility for this, and has also expressed its condemnation to the two major demon sects. It will strictly hold these two sects accountable and will never tolerate anyone who attempts to undermine the return agreement!"
Liu Qinghuan listened to his words in silence, and finally said: "Have anyone come from Futu and Yin Yang Sect?"
Hua Songzi's expression tightened, and he glanced behind him and said, "Of course I'm here...Master Shi Er Hall, Fellow Daoist Duan Ming, please come forward."
There was a slight fluctuation in the crowd, and they all moved aside. Soon a middle-aged man walked out first. His left sleeve was empty, only his right arm was left, and he had a gloomy face and said nothing.
Another horse-faced old man stood up, snorted coldly before saying anything, and a gloomy aura surged out, forming a tiger above his head. A red light flashed, and two eyes appeared in the billowing demonic aura, showing his fierce intent. !
"Roar~!"
"No!"
Hua Songzi exclaimed, and quickly raised his hand to stop him, but a step too late, the evil tiger that had formed formed jumped in the air, vigorous and violent, and bit Liu Qinghuan with its bloody mouth open!
"What is there to say! Is this small sect worthy of talking to my Buddha Demon Sect? Huh, many members of our sect also died here, so I will pay for it with your life first!"
Faced with the sudden attack, Liu Qinghuan's expression did not change at all, only the black hair on his head flew up in the sudden turbulence of the air with an awe-inspiring expression.
He raised his hand slightly, and saw a sharp light flying out of his hand, as cold as the moonlight, as cold as mercury leaking to the ground.
The sword energy is as sharp as snow and extremely sharp!
Three feet away, the evil tiger swooped over, but suddenly seemed to be frozen in place. The viciousness in those fierce eyes was quickly suppressed. In the blink of an eye, it was in everyone's eyes, like an illusion. Silently shattered!
"Just you?" Liu Qinghuan raised his sleeves, and the fierce aura that was rushing in all directions turned into pieces of fluttering green energy like wind and clouds, spreading out with a chill that pierced people's hearts.
"The Mahayana monk Shenhuo Zhenhuo you sent was killed outside the mountain gate of our Wenshi sect not long ago. You, alone, dare to speak nonsense here!"
Liu Qinghuan raised his eyes, with an unmistakable look of ridicule and tit-for-tat on his face. The Muxu Sword in his hand showed a clear sword like an ice blade, pointing directly at the horse-faced old man!
"You are not qualified!"
"You!"
Seeing all Liu Qinghuan's taunts gradually turning into strong murderous intent, and the horse-faced elder's chest rising and falling violently, Hua Songzi felt anxious and wanted to slap the horse-faced elder back to Wanhu Realm!
He had obviously promised to have a good talk with Yun Mengze's people before coming here, but the second hall master of the Futu Demon Sect actually went against his promise and started to attack from the very beginning. Even if it was just a tentative attack, didn't the huge momentum at the previous festival make him see the situation clearly?
This True Lord Qinglin is obviously not an ordinary person. Not only is his strength unpredictable, but because the other party dares to take action directly and seize control of the Star Transformation Formation in one fell swoop, you should know that he must have someone to rely on.
To anger him now is completely stupid!
Hua Songzi did not dare to let the situation continue to develop. A layer of dazzling light like clouds appeared on his body, and it cut into the middle of the two of them.
"Stop! Say what you have to say. Fellow Daoist Qinglin, please don't get angry with such a rough man. It's not worth it." Hua Songzi advised, then turned to glare at the horse-faced old man.
"Shi Feimo, if you think your Futu Demon Sect can handle this matter, you might as well say so! Our Immortal Alliance will never be too meddlesome, and we won't bother to help your sect deal with the mess!" The horse-faced old man's face turned green and red. Heavy gloom came over his eyes, but under Hua Songzi's tough attitude, he finally snorted and took a step back.
"That's how it should be." Hua Songzi said: "Everyone here is a person who is trying to control the sea and the sky in the Three Thousand Realms. It will be useless for others and ourselves to go to war. Is there anything that we can't sit down and talk about?" Qinglin said Friend, you think so?”
Liu Qinghuan glanced at him, and all the color of the Xuxu Sword in his hand dispersed, turning invisible.
Hua Songzi secretly breathed a sigh of relief and laughed twice: "Come on, let me introduce you first. There are many Taoist friends coming with me this time. I guess you don't know them all, right?"
He turned sideways and began to introduce them one by one.
"This is Fellow Taoist Chongyi, from Taiqing Sect; this is the Seven-Star Old Man from Tianluo Sect, that is..."
The monks who were either familiar or unfamiliar came forward one by one, greeted Liu Qinghuan one after another, and exchanged a few words with each other. Although their attitudes were not very warm, they were not cold either.
After seeing the ceremony, Liu Qinghuan's condensed expression softened a lot, and the atmosphere on the altar became a little more relaxed.
"Wait a minute, I also have a few friends I want to introduce to you."
As Liu Qinghuan spoke, the scene became quiet again. Most people showed a clear look and turned their attention to the few people on the left side of the altar.
Liu Qinghuan had walked up to Xue Yi and said with a smile: "This is my good friend, whose surname is Xue. When he heard about the trouble in our sect, he put aside all important matters and came to help from Jiutian Qingming as soon as possible. Alas, there is Friends like this, what more can I ask for!”
He put his arm around Xue Yi's shoulders and looked filled with emotion. Xue Yi was so numb that he barely managed to knock off his hand on the spot and stiffly raised one corner of his mouth.
"Nice to meet you, nice to meet you...Liu, what do you want to do?"
Liu Qinghuan ignored his gritted voice, walked to Sauchen and Lan Yi again, and said with a smile: "Fellow Sauchen, I believe you all know him, the master of Wanhuo of the Changsheng Palace. And the one beside him , is Taoist friend Lan Yi from the Haosheng Garden, the main hall of the Eternal Life Palace in the upper realm of Qingming!”
Lan Yi's identity was also known to many people, and everyone's eyes were focused on the last one. They saw that the man was wearing a golden crown, luxurious clothes, and a graceful demeanor. He always had a warm smile on his face, but he didn't give any People feel friendly.
Liu Qinghuan and Chun Li looked at each other, and the smile in the other's eyes grew brighter, and she nodded slightly towards him.
Liu Qinghuan turned to face the others and introduced: "This Master Chunli comes from the Banshan Academy of Sangu Mountain, above the sky of Qingming Jiutian..."
"Mid-level Academy!" There was an exclamation from the crowd, and there were also a few gasps, which were quite clear in the quiet atmosphere.
"What academy?" However, some people don't understand: "What's wrong? Is that academy very powerful? Why are you all so shocked?"
"You don't know about Banshan Academy? That's right. Ordinary people really don't have access to that kind of power. Let me tell you, that academy..."
Those who knew quickly explained to those who didn't know, but they only knew some superficial information. The outside world only knew a little about how powerful the academy was.
It is obvious that everyone understands what Liu Qinghuan means by what happened today. It turns out that Yun Mengze has the backing of Sangushan Banshan Academy, so he dares to challenge the Wanhu sect, right?
Many people looked at Chun Li with slightly changed eyes. Hua Songzi's attitude became more cautious, while the expressions of Shi Feimo and Duan Ming could be said to be solemn.
Liu Qinghuan looked at everyone coldly, and after the scene became quieter, he spoke again: "I entered Banshan Academy hundreds of years ago."
(End of chapter)