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Chapter 3763

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"Everyone, it's an exciting event for us to head to the South Sea together in front of Mo City. I, Mo Yundi, am honored to be one of the Ten Great Clans. Over the years, many experts from the Hundred Schools of Philosophers have entered the South Sea, but I'm sure everyone is well aware of the outcome. None of our people have ever returned alive. I'm sure everyone has their own plans, even if you don't say it out loud. Today, we must ascend to the peak of the Purple Bamboo Forest and see what exactly is causing trouble in the South Sea. After Venerable Avalokitesvara disappeared, the Nantong Divine Region has become more and more chaotic. "

"I'm sure everyone already has a premonition of how many questions you have in your hearts. Since we've already made the final decision for this trip to the Purple Bamboo Forest, I believe everyone here is well aware of it. The Hundred Schools of Philosophers have been at war for millions of years, and this is an indisputable fact. Therefore, everyone is well aware of this trip to the Purple Bamboo Forest. We must turn that place upside down and see what kind of existence it is that no good man from the Nantong Divine Region has dared to step into it for millions of years. "

Mo Yundi's words echoed everyone's thoughts. They were all eager to give it a try. Although it seemed like they were searching for their lost disciples, their real target was the Purple Bamboo Forest. Since Venerable Avalokitesvara was no longer around, they had to fight for the ownership of the Purple Bamboo Forest. With so many experts entering the Purple Bamboo Forest at the same time, their efforts would definitely not be in vain.

Every one of them had their own ulterior motives, but they understood very well that although they seemed to be united, they were actually doing things their own way. Among the Ten Great Clans, only the Confucian, Taoist, and Mo Clans were the most powerful. These three clans were also the most secretive. Unless it was a crucial moment, no one would easily make a move.

"Patriarch Mo is right. We must prepare well for today's trip. After all, we've turned out in full force this time. Haha."

The Confucian Family Head, Kong Zhangyun, said with a smile. Since they had already gathered here, they must have already made their preparations. No one would be willing to serve as a foil for someone else. After all, once the ownership of the Purple Bamboo Forest was decided, it would be possible for the person to become the number one clan of the Hundred Schools of Philosophers and rule the world! It was not impossible.

"Brother Kong is right. There is no time to lose. We should also go and take a good look at the so-called Purple Bamboo Forest and see if it has already become the eighteen levels of purgatory that devours people's hearts."

The head of the School of Taoism, Zhuang Qisheng, said with an indifferent expression. These people were all in the Emptiness Emperor Realm and were only a step away from the Emperor Realm. These influential figures were all full of confidence. The Hundred Schools of Thought had gathered in Nantong. They were the true leaders. This time, they would definitely fight to the end before they were willing to give up.

They had fought for countless years, but it had been difficult to determine the victor. However, whoever conquered the Purple Bamboo Forest would be able to become the leader of the Hundred Schools of Thought!

"Very well, then let's go. If he's alive, I want to see him. If he's dead, I want to see his corpse. My younger brother disappeared in the Purple Bamboo Forest two million years ago. However, I don't know if he's alive or dead, or where he is now."

Mo Yundi had a grim expression on his face. He had already made all the necessary preparations. The hundred-man team was finally going to set off for the Purple Bamboo Forest.

"Wait!"

As everyone was about to set off for the peak of the Southern Ocean, a cold voice interrupted them. Mo Yundi was slightly startled. Who would still want to cause trouble at this time?

"Head of the Mo Clan, may I know who this brother is?"

A figure in a yellow robe appeared in a flash. It was the head of the School of Legalism, Fa Yingyuan!

Fa Yingyuan had a head full of yellow hair, yellow eyebrows, and a long beard. He wore a cold grin on his face, as if he was being sarcastic.

Mo Yundi squinted his eyes. How could he not know that Fa Yingyuan was obviously here to cause trouble?

"Head of the School of Legalism, is there anything else you want to ask?"

Mo Yundi said.

"Is this person a member of your Mo Clan? Why don't I have any impression of him? "

Fa Yingyuan pointed at Jiang Chen and asked in a deep voice.

"Do I need you to tell me if he's a member of my Mo Clan or not? Don't tell me he's a spy from your School of Legalism in my Mo Clan's team? "

Mo Yundi was obviously not someone who was easy to deal with. His words instantly made Fa Yingyuan speechless.

"You …"

A short-haired man took a step forward and stood behind Fa Yingyuan, saying in a low voice, "Head, it's him.

I can sense the aura of Tiancheng from him. He must be the one who killed Fa Tiancheng. "

"I suspect that he's the one who killed Fa Tiancheng, a disciple of the School of Legalism!"

Fa Yingyuan pointed at Jiang Chen and snapped.

Mo Yundi frowned. Did Jiang Chen really kill Fa Tiancheng of the School of Legalism? The matter seemed to be a little tricky.

However, before Mo Yundi could say anything, Jiang Chen said straightforwardly, "There's no need to doubt it.

I killed him, which means he deserved to die. " Since I killed him, it means he deserved to die. "

Jiang Chen's imperious attitude caused everyone to hold their breaths. Wasn't this guy a little too full of himself? Even the Mo Clan would not dare to be so arrogant. Although the School of Legalism was not as powerful as the Confucian, Daoist, and Mo Clans, they were still quite terrifying. Although Fa Tiancheng of the School of Legalism was not a top genius, he was Fa Yingyuan's grandson. It would not be easy to settle the matter.

"Say that again?"

Fa Yingyuan's eyes were as cold as frost, and his body trembled. He did not expect Jiang Chen to be so arrogant and say that he was the one who killed Fa Tiancheng. This was simply looking down on the School of Legalism.

"Are you deaf, or are all of you from the School of Legalism deaf?"

Jiang Chen said coldly.

His words caused a thousand ripples. Everyone at the edge of the South China Sea was watching this scene silently. Jiang Chen was not only looking down on the School of Legalism, he was looking down on the entire world! Everyone present felt a little suffocated. However, it was undeniable that this man was too arrogant. Some people could not help but think that this guy was only so arrogant because he had the support of the School of Legalism.

"You … You're simply a bastard! Where do you think the School of Legalism is? "

Fa Yingyuan pointed at Jiang Chen. His hands were trembling, and his face was green with anger. If it were not for the fact that so many people were watching the show, he would have made a move long ago to kill this guy and avenge his grandson.

However, he had to endure it now. He had to make the School of Legalism give him an explanation.

"Mo Yundi, tell me, what do you want to do? A life for a life, a debt for a debt. It's only right and proper. Do you still need me to teach you more? "

Fa Yingyuan said in an aggressive manner. Facing Jiang Chen and Mo Yundi alone, he was not afraid at all.

"First of all, he is not a member of the School of Legalism, so I can't control him. Furthermore, if you dare to touch him, the School of Legalism will definitely come out and fight you to the death. "

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