Although this sentence was said casually, it was heard by everyone at least.
When they discovered that Xie Tian was talking to the two Daozu who were unknowingly standing on one side, the Yin Yang Sect people sweated profusely.
Let the Daozu go.
Let the Daozu call for more people next time.
And these words came from the mouth of an Origin Scryer cultivator …
Even though the heaven-defying darkness was still suppressing the four Dao soldiers and ten half-step Daozu, everyone was still shocked by these words.
Amidst the ripples, as people on the same side, they could not help but have a rhetorical question.
Boss, can others leave just because you ask them to?
As expected …
"Heh." After suppressing the fear caused by the Demon Suppressing Divine Hand formation, Chou Rong stared emotionlessly at Xie Tian and said indifferently, "Looks like you are the culprit who killed my Chou family's Qiu Tian …"
"You are from the Forsaken Land?"
Chou Rong could not help but be stunned by Xie Tian's interruption. Only then did she return to her Daozu state and said indifferently, "Forsaken Land, Love Seeking Hall, Chou Rong."
Xie Tian made an 'oh' sound and turned slightly to face a certain direction. He raised his right palm and pressed down.
Before the palm landed, Ji Wu's eyes were suddenly filled with shock and anger!
"Demon, you …"
Before the angry rebuke, the palm landed.
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
…
Puff puff puff puff puff …
The black palm exploded, and the one hundred and seventy-nine Dao-Soldier Battle Monks of the Immeasurable Pavilion were blasted into nothingness.
Xie Tian retracted his right palm. His calm gaze swept past Chou Rong's shocked face and landed on Ji Wu. He did not say anything.
The words' did not say anything 'seemed to be contagious.
Even though Ji Wu was so angry that his veins bulged and his Three Corpses God jumped in anger, his chest puffed up, his throat trembled, and he gritted his teeth, he was unable to express his emotions.
Because he was certain that if he opened his mouth, the remaining four junior abbot in the Demon Suppressing Divine Hand formation would also be blasted into nothingness.
As long as one wasn't blind, one would be able to tell two things from these two sentences.
Firstly, the Yin Yang Sect's Little Grandmaster was unimaginably strong.
Secondly, the Immeasurable Pavilion's Head Abbot Ji Wu was infinitely close to suffocating himself to death.
These two things went hand in hand.
The stronger one side was, the more aggrieved the other side was.
Anyone with a brain would be able to understand this.
But while they understood, their hearts were filled with indescribable astonishment and bewilderment.
They could understand Xie Tian's aggressiveness.
They could understand Ji Wu's grievances.
But why would Xie Tian be so forceful towards Ji Wu who hadn't spoken yet because of Chou Rong's words?
"This doesn't make sense …"
Heng Yan had just muttered these words absentmindedly when his entire body suddenly stiffened. It seemed as if a monstrous shock had descended from the heavens, and it pressed down upon him to the point he was unable to suffocate.
He understood.
Everyone's expressions changed drastically as they understood what was going on.
It made no sense at all.
In other words, he was being unreasonable.
To put it another way, it was rude and unreasonable.
The most accurate way to put it is that I need to reason with you?
These three sentences were enough to describe the aggressiveness and grievances of this weirdo.
Because at this moment, Xie Tian was so domineering that he didn't need to reason with anyone.
Chou Rong, who understood this, hurriedly closed his throat and blocked the words he was about to say.
A moment ago, he was still laughing in his heart and prepared to say one more sentence to send the four Immeasurable Pavilion's Head Abbot to the afterlife …
After understanding this, he was worried that if he spoke again, he would send his six half-step Daozu's to the afterlife.
So when he sensed Ji Wu's gaze that seemed to think that he had killed the two Dao soldiers of Immeasurable Pavilion, Chou Rong sighed and spread his hands to show his helplessness.
He didn't dare to speak.
Thinking like this, Ji Wu finally understood the reason for Xie Tian's aggressiveness from the other party's silent actions. It was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head, and his anger instantly subsided.
"Four Immeasurable Pavilion's Head Abbot …"
"Demon Suppressing Holy Hand Formation …"
Taking a deep breath, he muttered in his heart.
To him, these two sentences were the fundamental reason for Xie Tian's aggressiveness.
The four Immeasurable Holy Hand Formation were hostages.
The Demon Suppressing Holy Hand Formation was the fundamental guarantee that could make Daozu retreat.
If they wanted the four Immeasurable Holy Hand Formation to survive, and if they wanted Daozu to not lose face, he and Chou Rong could only leave.
This was the result of Xie Tian's appearance. Two words, one finger, and one raise of his hand.
He felt even more aggrieved.
However, Ji Wu could only suppress his anger and put his palms together towards Xie Tian. "Thank you, benefactor, for showing mercy."
The "gratitude" from Daozu caused everyone from Yin Yang Sect to feel a deep chill.
Even a fool knew that this was not gratitude, but concern.
And this concern was definitely not longing, longing, or concern …
It was bearing a grudge against Ji Wu's name.
Even Chou Rong, who was Daozu, could not help but feel his heart palpitate at such a grudge …
However, Xie Tian waved his hand lightly and sent Ming Jian and the other three monks out of the dark Demon Suppressing Holy Hand Formation like he was chasing away flies.
Then, he still did not react to Ji Wu's "gratitude", his gaze landing on Chou Rong.
Chou Rong, who was watching the show, also became a part of the show because of Xie Tian's gaze.
Chou Rong closed his eyes.
How embarrassing …
After muttering to himself, he opened his eyes and looked straight at Xie Tian. He said calmly, "I, Chou Rong, swear that even if I kill again, I will definitely not attack the Yin Yang Sect disciples."
Different words seemed to be showing weakness, but in reality, they were also implicitly and resolutely concerned.
However, Xie Tian nodded and waved his hand. The two Dao soldiers from Love Inquiry Hall and the six flushed half-step Daozu reappeared.
"I won't send you off."
The third sentence came out from the mouth of Xie Tian, who was looking at the sky with his hands behind his back.
He seemed to have no reaction to the two Daozu's warnings and reminders.
Imperceptibly, this lack of reaction caused the Yin Yang Sect cultivators, as well as the people from Love Inquiry Hall and Immeasurable Pavilion, to feel that Xie Tian was getting bigger and bigger in their eyes.
Heng Yan and the others did not know when the two invading super forces would leave.
They did not even know that their injuries were rapidly recovering under the cover of the perversely thick Source of the Heavenly Dao.
This continued until Xie Tian, who was looking at a certain place in the sky, said the fourth sentence.
"I often use this move, unaware of the oriole behind."
The moment he said that, an old and broken figure gradually appeared where he was looking.
It was Maitreya Temple's Master Jin Hui.
"So, you let them off easily because of me?" Master Jin Hui bowed and asked in Silence.
When Xie Tian heard that, he smiled at Master Jin Hui and then looked at Heng Yan and the other elders who were looking at Master Jin Hui in shock.
"Elders, you are old, don't work so hard."
After saying that, he turned around and took nine steps …
The door of the cave abode opened wide and closed, disappearing from everyone's sight.
However, the pitch-black Demon Suppressing Holy Hand Array was still between the Yin Yang Sect and Master Jin Hui.
After a long time.
"Amitabha …" Master Jin Hui sighed, turned around and walked into the distance. "So, it's not …"
Xie Tian did not answer him.
But he also answered him.
Because his age was older than more than 20 elders of the Yin Yang Sect combined.
So …
I didn't let them off easily because of you.
So …
Old monk, you are old, don't work so hard.
At this point, the death battle of the Yin Yang Sect came to an end.
Ever since he appeared, Xie Tian had used two actions and four sentences to effortlessly force back his undefeatable enemy.
From the elders to the outer sect disciples, they were still standing there, unable to recover from the battle for a long time.
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