(It's time for the third watch!)
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"The Purple Heaven Pavilion is indeed tyrannical, but the territory controlled by the Purple Heaven Pavilion is far away from the Zhenwu Country. Why would the Purple Heaven Pavilion be interested in such a far place? What's more, the territory near the Zhenwu Country is the territory of the Skycloud Pavilion. Even if the Purple Heaven Pavilion really wants to extend its reach, it can't just treat the Skycloud Pavilion as a decoration! "
The Purple Star Elder coldly looked at Chu Yixiao, "So, I can be sure that what you said about the True Martial Country attaching itself to the Purple Heaven Pavilion is simply empty talk. Or perhaps, it's just a decision made by the two of you for the Purple Heaven Pavilion."
Hearing the Elder Master Purple Star's words, Chu Yixiao and Deacon Long both frowned.
"Humph, old man, you're smart. So what if we said it? I'm a core disciple of the Purple Heaven Pavilion. My words naturally represent the Purple Heaven Pavilion." Chu Yixiao said.
"Haha, a mere core disciple can't represent the entire Purple Heaven Pavilion. Even the Rank Six True Saint beside you can't represent the Purple Heaven Pavilion." Elder Master Purple Star sneered. "A Rank Six True Saint is just a deacon in the Purple Heaven Pavilion. He can't be considered a high-level member of the Purple Heaven Pavilion. If you want to represent the Purple Heaven Pavilion, you have to be at least a Rank Seven True Saint!"
The corner of Deacon Long's mouth twitched slightly.
Elder Master Purple Star was right. He was just a deacon. His position in the Purple Heaven Pavilion was not high. Of course, he couldn't represent the Purple Heaven Pavilion.
But no matter what, he was still a Rank Six True Saint. He was also prideful. Elder Master Purple Star looked down on him in front of so many people. Of course, he was a little annoyed.
"Cut the crap. My Purple Heaven Pavilion wants this Zhen Wu Country. If you know what's good for you, get lost quickly. After half an hour, whoever is still in this mansion, no matter who they are, will be killed without mercy!" Deacon Long shouted sternly.
"Haha, what a big tone!"
The Sorcerer, who had been standing next to Jian Wushuang, took a step forward and sneered: "Are you a deacon of the Purple Heaven Pavilion? A mere deacon dared to boast so shamelessly, and even wanted to kill him without mercy? Hmph, if these words were said by the Pavilion Master of your Purple Cloud Pavilion, I'm afraid he would have some courage. "
"Kid, who are you?" Deacon Long looked at The Sorcerer.
Although The Sorcerer was only a rank one True Saint, he was too confident. He dared to say such words in front of a rank six True Saint, so Deacon Long did not dare to underestimate him.
"My name is The Sorcerer, and the person beside me is Huan Shui. Both of us are from the Primitive Palace. Today, both of us have decided to stay in this mansion and not leave. If you have the ability, kill both of us later." The Sorcerer sneered.
"Primitive Palace?" Deacon Long's expression changed.
Of course, he knew about the Primitive Palace of the Heaven-cleaving Three Palaces.
Those were the genius disciples of the Heaven-cleaving Alliance, and they were from the Primitive Palace.
Under normal circumstances, the geniuses of the Primitive Palace could become disciples of some invincible saints. If they were lucky, they could even become disciples of the Master of Laws. In the future, they would definitely have extraordinary achievements. The Heaven-cleaving Alliance valued such genius disciples very much.
Now that the two genius disciples of the Primitive Palace were in front of him, if he killed them … he could immediately imagine his own fate.
There was no doubt that the Heaven-cleaving Alliance would kill him and even vent their anger on the Purple Heaven Pavilion.
At that time, the Purple Heaven Pavilion would not only protect him, but they would also think of ways to capture him and personally send him to the Heaven-cleaving Three Palaces to apologize.
"These two people must not be killed!" Deacon Long had already made up his mind. He immediately said seriously, "So they are the genius disciples of the Heaven-cleaving Three Palaces. For the sake of the Heaven-cleaving Three Palaces, I will not make things difficult for you, but the others must die!"
"Do it!"
Deacon Long glanced at the Third Prince beside him.
The Third Prince did not want to talk nonsense with His Royal Highness for a long time. After hearing Deacon Long's words, he waved his hand.
"Except for the two geniuses of the Heaven-cleaving Three Palaces, kill the others without mercy!"
A cold voice echoed between heaven and earth.
In an instant, the eyes of the more than three hundred experts behind the Third Prince emitted a rainbow light.
A shocking killing intent swept up in an instant.
"Kill!"
"Kill them all!"
"These people must all die!"
Low shouts resounded in the sky.
These more than three hundred experts attacked at the same time.
A terrifying aura with killing intent soared into the sky. A large number of experts attacked at the same time. The heavy formation above the mansion could not withstand the attacks of so many experts and instantly collapsed.
As soon as the formation was broken, the experts from both sides faced each other.
"Attack, kill!" His Royal Highness also let out a fierce shout.
In an instant, many experts in His Royal Highness's camp moved, including the Purple Blood Camp.
The Purple Blood Camp was indeed the most elite force in His Royal Highness's hands. The experts in the Purple Blood Camp were not only strong individually, but also well-trained and knew how to cooperate with each other. Although this small Purple Blood Camp only had more than forty experts, the battle strength that burst out in an instant was extremely tyrannical.
As soon as the experts from both sides came into contact, the Purple Blood Camp rushed to the forefront. Like a sharp knife, they directly rushed into the Third Prince's camp and then began to wantonly slaughter. The Third Prince's camp was instantly torn apart by the Purple Blood Camp.
Soon after, an intense battle royale began.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
The battle cries were earth-shattering. Nearly six hundred True Saints from both camps were killing each other recklessly.
Jian Wushuang, His Royal Highness, Muching, The Sorcerer, Huan Shui, Elder Master Purple Star, and Xinzong had not yet taken action. They just stood in the void above the mansion and looked at the battlefield in front of them.
"His Royal Highness, your Purple Blood Camp is quite powerful. There is a big gap between the two sides, but your Purple Blood Camp has completely evened the battlefield." The Sorcerer looked at the battlefield in front of him and smiled casually.
"The Purple Blood Camp is the most elite force in the Zhen Wu Kingdom. My father gave this force to me. But later, my father disappeared and the Zhen Wu Kingdom changed greatly. Many sergeants in the Purple Blood Camp defected, and some of them were roped in by the Third Prince. In these years, some sergeants died in the battle with the Third Prince, so there are only a few left. But even if there are only forty sergeants left, the battle strength of the Purple Blood Camp is still very tyrannical!"
"The reason why I have been able to compete with the Third Prince in these years is because of the Purple Blood Camp!" His Royal Highness clenched his hands and said solemnly.
The Sorcerer raised his eyebrows and did not say much.
At this time, on the other side of the battlefield, Deacon Long moved and rushed directly to the battlefield.
As soon as Deacon Long moved, Elder Master Purple Star also took action instantly.
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