"Oh, the road's so big. You can just walk wherever you want."
Pavilion Head Buddha arched a brow as he spoke nonchalantly, as if saying he was easy to talk to.
Was he really that easy to talk to? The vice pavilion head and Wu Hua both expressed their doubts. If everyone in the Poison Sect was so easy to talk to, they wouldn't have run away so pathetically.
"Hmph."
The Deputy Pavilion Lord snorted and ignored Pavilion Lord Fo. He took Wu Hua and prepared to leave in another direction.
No matter how one looked at it, Pavilion Head Buddha didn't seem like an easy person to talk to.
He took a step forward and disappeared, leaping high into the air. If he landed, he'd be hundreds of feet away.
However, when his figure rose into the air, before he was ready to land, Pavilion Leader Fo's figure suddenly appeared in mid-air. His aura locked onto the Deputy Pavilion Leader, which shocked the Deputy Pavilion Leader.
Damn, didn't he just say he could walk wherever he wanted? Why did he go back on his word now? Did he have any sense of shame? Did he have any sense of shame?
The vice pavilion head slandered him, his expression ugly.
He knew the other party wouldn't let him leave so easily.
Wu Hua's face was also the color of pig liver. He was anxious and worried. Perhaps he'd never be able to walk out of the Poison Sect in this lifetime.
Even Pavilion Head Buddha had appeared. Their chances of escaping were close to zero.
Left with no choice, the vice pavilion head returned to his original position.
"Pavilion Head Buddha, what's the meaning of this? Didn't you say we could leave whenever we wanted? "
He glared at Pavilion Head Buddha with grief and indignation. If you want to kill me, then kill me. If you want to beat me, then beat me. You don't have to play with me like this, do you?
Pavilion Head Buddha looked innocent and chuckled. "If you want to leave, then leave. What does it have to do with me? I was just about to leave too, so don't blame me."
Damn, this guy's already so old but he's learned to be naughty. Does he still have a child's heart?
Xiao Yang couldn't help but grin from afar. Even the other hidden spectators laughed. It was rare to see such a childish side to Pavilion Head Buddha.
"Speak frankly, Pavilion Head Buddha. What do I have to do to leave?"
The vice pavilion head's expression was dark and ugly as he glared at Pavilion Head Buddha.
Pavilion Lord Buddha said calmly, "A traitor has appeared in my Buddha Pavilion. This is tarnishing the reputation of the Buddha Pavilion. If I don't clean up the mess, what will others think of my Buddha Pavilion? Won't the other disciples betray us just because they want to?"
That's right. Ever since the Poison Sect had been established, all traitors had been killed without mercy. Otherwise, where would the sect's dignity be? What was the use of sect rules?
The Deputy Pavilion Master's face suddenly turned livid. His eyes were red, and he was so angry that he gasped for breath.
The other party actually wanted to kill him. Damn it!
Was it easy for him to live until now? It wasn't easy for him to cultivate to this level. How could he kill someone just because he wanted to? Please, he also had a temper.
If it were not for the sake of further advancement, why would he betray his sect? Why would he make such a mistake for a mere Wu Hua? The Poison Sect couldn't give him what he needed, but Tianzong Realm's Wuhua Clan could. Thus, he had betrayed them for the sake of survival and advancement. How could he give up his life so easily?
"Why don't you just say that you want to kill me? This old man is not that easy to bully. "
The Deputy Pavilion Master roared at Pavilion Master Fo in grief.
He'd thought the other party was letting him go out of kindness, but it turned out the other party was just toying with him. This was intolerable, hmph.
The Deputy Pavilion Master wasn't afraid of Pavilion Master Fo. Their cultivation levels were similar, and if it weren't for seniority, the Pavilion Master might not have been Pavilion Master Fo's.
Now that his blood had been stimulated, he wanted to fight the other party as well.
As a Deputy Pavilion Master, he'd always been ambitious. He'd coveted the position of Pavilion Master Fo before, so he'd opposed many of the pavilion master's decisions.
"Pavilion Master Fo, this old man has never accepted you. Today, let's see the difference between us."
The Vice Pavilion Master snorted and said loudly.
He couldn't leave anyway, so it wasn't a bad idea to prove himself.
"Master."
Wu Hua looked at the Deputy Pavilion Master with teary eyes.
He also felt a little guilty and self-reproach. He hadn't expected his master and disciple to die here today. If he'd known this would happen, he would've restrained himself.
But it was too late to regret now.
"Master is useless. Disciple, I've harmed you."
The Deputy Pavilion Master sighed deeply, his face full of vicissitudes. He'd thought he could take Wu Hua away and live a better life, but now it seemed like it was all a dream.
"If you can leave, then leave. Don't worry about me."
The Deputy Pavilion Master sighed.
He knew he was going to die, but it would be good if he could buy some time for Wu Hua.
His gaze fell on Pavilion Master Fo again, and he roared, "If you want to fight, then let's fight."
His aura shot up to the sky, and his cultivation slowly revolved. Then, he performed the Pavilion Master Fo's martial technique and rushed toward him.
"Fool."
Pavilion Master Fo muttered to himself and closed his eyes. His body had its own Buddhist light and scriptures circulating.
When the Deputy Pavilion Master rushed in front of him, he casually formed a Buddhist seal. Mo Zi's Buddhist seal condensed, and the dazzling Buddhist light and shocking Buddhist power surged, crushing the Deputy Pavilion Master.
The Deputy Pavilion Master was injured, and he didn't have much cultivation left. In the face of such a terrifying attack, he could only change his strategy to defend and dodge with all his might in an attempt to escape.
Unfortunately, the difference between the Pavilion Master and the Deputy Pavilion Master was not only in terms of status, but also in terms of cultivation. Even if they were in the same realm, there were different levels.
The Deputy Pavilion Master was naturally no match for Pavilion Master Fo. In just one exchange, the Deputy Pavilion Master was bombarded and fell to the ground in a sorry state. His body was badly mutilated, and his cultivation was exhausted.
"Master."
When Wu Hua saw the Deputy Pavilion Master fall from the sky, he was heartbroken. He took a few steps forward, his face full of tears.
He really didn't expect to play to this extent. He was playing with fire.
"Disciple, take good care of yourself. I'm going."
The Deputy Pavilion Master said weakly. His face was as pale as snow, without a trace of blood.
After panting for a while, he stopped moving, and his head tilted to the side.
"Master …"
When Wu Hua saw the Deputy Pavilion Master fall, he couldn't help but roar to the sky, as if that was the only way to vent his anger and unwillingness.
Then, he stood up ferociously and glared fiercely at Pavilion Master Fo. He said furiously, "Pavilion Master Fo, you killed my master. I will not live under the same sky as you. I will never rest until I die with the Poison Sect."
"Amitabha."
Pavilion Master Fo's closed eyes slowly opened, and he chanted the name of Buddha.
He said calmly, "There are no traitors in the Poison Sect. The traitors have all gone to hell."
Then, he slowly raised his hand and the terrifying cultivation of a seventh level Martial Arts Grandmaster instantly exploded. An unparalleled power was drawn out and crushed onto Wu Hua's body. Wu Hua let out a blood-curdling scream as his hands exploded and turned into a bloody mist. Then, his feet exploded and turned into a bloody mist.
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