Jian Kun's eyes sharpened with killing intent. "I know you're strong, Dark Night, but you're not our enemy. There are still elders who can stop you.
I hope you won't force us.
Even a rabbit will bite when cornered, let alone us! "
Dark Night looked at Jian Kun calmly, then suddenly laughed. "Even a rabbit will bite when cornered?
Then bite it and show it to me.
It's not that I look down on you, but I can wipe you off the face of Eight Immortal Mountain all by myself.
Although your elders are powerful, even if those two old fellows join forces, they still won't be a match for me.
You can try if you don't believe me. My patience is limited. "
"You!"
The veins on Jian Kun's forehead bulged as humiliation filled his heart.
His clan had never suffered such humiliation since becoming one of the eight great clans.
But today, Dark Night was doing this to them.
Jian Kun really wanted to throw caution to the wind and have all of his clan's experts kill Dark Night.
"Are you planning to have all of your experts deal with me? Then do it. I'll be waiting. Since I've broken away from the dark races, why don't I destroy your clan and create a new one?
What do you say we call it the Dark Night Clan? "
Dark Night's expression was calm, and his tone was indifferent. He was clearly joking with Jian Kun, not taking him seriously at all.
"Sigh, Dark Night. Why do you have to do this? Leave. I only hope that today's grudge can be resolved."
Just as Jian Kun was about to fight to the death, an old voice called out. "Kun 'er, let them go. He's telling the truth. Humans have to bow their heads before the strong."
"But elder!"
Jian Kun could tell it was the second elder's voice.
"No buts. What you did was ridiculous. The Saber-Sword Godemperor's martial soul and bloodline are important, but you shouldn't have acted so recklessly.
I'm sorry for making a fool of myself, but I don't want what happened today to spread. "
The Sword Race's Second Clan Elder beat Jian Kun while threatening all the guests present.
Whoever dared to spread the news of what the Sword Race had done would naturally be annihilated by them.
Although he didn't say it out loud, his meaning was clear.
"Let's go."
Since the Sword Race's elders had already stepped forward, Hei Wuxing didn't want to make things too awkward.
Unless he wanted to exterminate the entire clan, it would be best if he left now. Otherwise, it would be very difficult to clean up the mess.
"Jian Kun, where's the antidote for my sister's Love Gu?"
Ling Xiao looked at Jian Kun and asked. He did not leave immediately.
"I've said it before. There's only one set of the antidote, and I've already destroyed it. As for the method to make the antidote, only the master who lives in the Chen Kingdom's capital has it.
I won't. "
Jian Kun said shamelessly.
When Jian Kun said these words, he finally felt a little refreshed in his heart.
He had had enough of being vexed today. However, the only thing that satisfied him was the poison of the Love Gu.
Just as he said, the antidote could only be made by that master.
As for the other method of curing the poison, that was to kill Jian Liufeng.
However, Jian Liufeng was the Sword Clan's most outstanding genius. Even the two Clan Elders would risk their lives to protect him.
It was almost impossible for others to kill him.
Even if Dark Night Formless really wanted to fight, it would definitely be a situation where both sides would suffer.
At that time, the Sword Clan would still have the upper hand.
He had thought of this point, and so had Dark Night Formless.
However, Dark Night Formless did not care about the consequences. He looked at Jian Liufeng, wanting to kill him.
He had poured all of his love for his son onto Ling Xiao.
Now that Ling Xiao's sister was in trouble, he naturally had to do his best to save her.
"Mountain Master, there's no need for that. I'll find an opportunity to kill Jian Liufeng."
Ling Xiao was not putting on an act. It was just that he could tell that the situation was delicate.
If they really had to fight to the death, unless there was help, Dark Night Formless would definitely not have the upper hand.
Therefore, rather than letting Dark Night Formless take the risk, he might as well raise his strength as soon as possible and find an opportunity to kill Jian Liufeng.
He was now a disciple of the Eight Immortal Mountain. He would have plenty of chances to fight with Jian Liufeng.
Just like how he killed those people in the Desert Sea and Desert Cloud.
He would have plenty of chances to kill Jian Liufeng as well.
"Alright, I'll listen to you."
Dark Night Formless looked at Ling Xiao and nodded. Then, he turned around and left with his group.
Looking at Dark Night Formless and his group disappearing into the distance, Jian Kun's anger had reached its peak.
He suddenly roared and punched the ground that was already full of potholes.
The ground cracked and a huge crater appeared.
Aggrieved.
His Sword Race had really suffered a double loss today. They were extremely unlucky. Moreover, they had become a laughing stock in the eyes of these people.
Although these people might not dare to speak of what happened because they were afraid of the Sword Race's elders.
But after all, there were still so many people who knew.
If there was someone who could not hold it in anymore and spoke, would the Sword Race really be able to find out?
Would they really be able to kill all those people?
Don't forget, among the people who came today, the other seven great clans, other than the Moon Race, had all sent people.
Could the Sword Race offend the other seven great clans?
Then they would really be fools.
"Don't worry, Jian Kun. The Grand Elder is in seclusion. Once he comes out, he will definitely be able to defeat Dark Night Formless.
At that time, our Sword Race will be able to take revenge.
Right now, your priority is not to think about these things. So many children have died. Our Sword Race is now accumulating resources to replenish young warriors. Although the advancement test is only held once a year and it will only be our turn once every eight years, it's fine.
You can go to the underworld and look for them.
Some of the more powerful youths can be directly taken back and made into our Sword Race's inner clan disciples. "
The Second Elder's voice entered Jian Kun's ears.
Knowing that there was a chance for revenge, Jian Kun felt a lot better.
"No problem, Second Elder. I will immediately do it.
Dark Night Formless, Ling Xiao, your time of death will come soon. "
He would endure today's grievances. When he took revenge, he would vent them all.
On the other side, Dark Night Formless and Ling Xiao's group had already arrived at Ling Xiao's courtyard.
"Ling Xiao, after today's incident, your sister can no longer stay in the Sword Race. What do you plan to do in the future?"
Dark Night Formless asked.
"Mountain Master, can you let my elder sister be your disciple? I think that in this Eight Immortals Mountain, you are the best in both strength and character."
Ling Xiao smiled and said, "Why don't you just help my sister?"
"I can't. My martial arts are not suitable for her."
Dark Night Formless shook his head.
Hearing this, Ling Xiao and Ling Jiaojiao were clearly disappointed.
"But it's fine. I know people from the Moon Race. Perhaps your sister can be sent to the Moon Race to cultivate. The Moon Race is different from other clans. They have very few internal conflicts and also very few external conflicts. That's why they have been able to survive."
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