Finally, Feng Yu turned around.
Because what he was facing was no longer that pair of eyes that would remain calm no matter if the world collapsed or turned upside down.
Looking at Xie Tian's back, his heart felt like it was pierced by an icicle. The coldness instantly spread throughout his body.
"Don't do things more than three times. Senior, have a safe journey. I won't send you off."
The most important thing in this sentence was only three or four words.
Thinking back to the previous two times, besides the six Half-step Daozu who were injured, the five Dao soldiers, including the Chou Family's three Dao soldiers, were almost unharmed. He understood one thing.
The third time, the Dao soldiers of Love Inquiry Hall were the same as the first two times.
From the other party's calm voice, he could hear the other party's strong confidence in doing this.
Thinking back to the scene where the three Dao soldiers of Wuliang Pavilion died in an instant, he also felt that the other party's confidence was completely logical.
Even if Love Inquiry Hall might send a stronger team for the third time.
It was understandable that things should not be done more than three times.
This was a kind of lenient attitude unique to experts.
Therefore, Feng Yu, who felt like he had fallen into an ice cave, was thinking about …
"Why did he let the Dao soldiers of Love Inquiry Hall go twice …"
Involuntarily, he thought of the word "senior."
This word was respect for the elder, and it was also to look at the senior as equals.
It was natural to look at them as equals.
Because they, the so-called seniors, had suffered two consecutive losses in the hands of Xie Tian.
There was no need to be respectful.
Because they were mortal enemies.
"Yin Yang Sect, Little Grandmaster, Grandmaster, reincarnation of the ancestors …"
Feng Yu connected the key words together, and an idea flashed in his mind.
"Could it be that this person was related to one of the elders of Love Inquiry Hall in the ancient times?"
The figures of all the elders of Love Inquiry Hall flashed before his eyes. Based on his intuition, he locked on to a few people.
"I'll go back and ask carefully. If that's the case, then …" Feng Yu's gaze swept across Chou Rong, whose face was a little sluggish with unconcealable fear. He thought to himself, "There's no harm in being a mediator. After all, the Chou family's power cannot be underestimated …"
He stopped thinking.
There was no point in staying any longer.
After taking one last look at Xie Tian's straight back, Feng Yu sighed as a response and left with everyone.
At this point, regardless of whether the enemies who destroyed the Yin Yang Sect died or left, all of them had disappeared.
However, there were not many changes on the battlefield.
Old Sixth Liu was still controlling the Demon Suppressing Divine Hand Formation in a daze.
Even though the true disciples of the thirty-six elders had long left the Evil Army, they were still in the state of Dao soldiers. They were iron-blooded, calm, sharp, resolute, and fearless …
The spectating disciples fared better.
But the bad thing was that they had an illusion.
They felt that they were not from the Yin Yang Sect.
Instead, they were from the legendary Heavenly Court or the Imperial Court.
Only the Heavenly Court and the Imperial Court, which were above the entire Two Divine Realms, had the power to beat the Love Seeking Palace and one of the Eight Great Ancient Sects.
Fortunately, they were not the only ones on the battlefield.
"He's so powerful …"
Dongfang Wu, who had been hiding in the dark and watching the battle, could not help but spit out a word of praise from the bottom of her heart as her whole body trembled, changing the battlefield that was frozen because of Xie Tian.
The darkness disappeared, and Old Sixth Liu woke up.
The true disciples of the elders left the state of Dao soldiers and looked around blankly, not knowing where they were.
The spectating disciples felt as if they were struck by lightning and woke up from their daydreams.
After a period of time, they finally recognized that the Yin Yang Sect was the sect they were in, and they finally found themselves.
The moment they found themselves …
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
Everyone's gazes were focused on the back of the figure that was slowly moving.
The back was still ordinary.
The back was still extraordinary.
The back was still calm.
The back was still heavy.
In short, this back was still the back that everyone was extremely familiar with …
The only difference was that when they saw this back, whether it was Old Sixth Liu and Liu Yuan who had some resentment towards Xie Tian, or Huo Mang and Zuo Zhuang who worshipped Xie Tian like a god, they could not feel that Xie Tian had just pretended to be awesome.
"Pfft …"
Elder Bai Jun suddenly sneered. As he moved his sore and unbearable Dao body, he laughed and said, "Who would dare to believe it …"
Liu Yuan also sneered. He thought for a while and sighed. "You don't even give me a chance to die …"
Men Zhi was crying.
First, he wept silently, then sobbed, and finally bawled.
"Heaven, there are eyes … there are eyes, there are eyes!"
The sentiments that were about to burst out of the elders' lungs were interrupted by Men Zhi's crying.
They looked at Elder Men Zhi with gratified and pitiful gazes.
This Third Elder, who had the heart, talent, virtue, and wisdom to nurture disciples, was willing to give up his ideals for the sake of the sect. He accepted disciples widely, but he did not hesitate to teach them.
None of his disciples had the potential to become an Emperor.
He did not have a core disciple.
Now, he only had one disciple who was above tens of thousands.
"Stop crying. Crying is useless. Get up!" Liu Yuan walked to Men Zhi's side and shouted.
Men Zhi, who was crying, raised his head and looked at Liu Yuan pitifully. He did not understand what the other meant.
"Can this kind of animal be your disciple?" Liu Yuan sneered.
Men Zhi's mouth was wide open, and he was dumbfounded.
Heng Yan smiled bitterly and helped Men Zhi up. "I'm afraid that even if the Patriarch comes out of seclusion, he won't be able to take him in."
"Yes …" Yin Su also shook her head emotionally. "When I saw him walk out of the Burial Ground, I thought that he was a dragon among men. I didn't expect that in less than ten years, he would … Eh …"
Yin Su seemed to have thought of something. She looked at Liu Yuan happily and asked, "If that's the case, does Second Senior Brother also think that this person is worthy of the title of Little Grandmaster?"
"Him?"
Liu Yuan, who said this, was as guilty as he could be. However, he still sneered and said, "If you want me to admit that he's Little Grandmaster, the Patriarch will have to say it himself!"
"You stubborn boy!" Heng Yan shook his head and scolded. He then turned to look at Xie Tian's back with a complicated gaze. "Second Brother …"
"Eldest Senior Brother …"
"Why do you treat him like this?" Heng Yan's tone was indifferent.
"Because he likes to pretend …" Before he finished speaking, Liu Yuan suddenly felt that something was wrong. He immediately smiled and said, "But Eldest Senior Brother, this time, I don't think he's pretending!"
As soon as he finished speaking …
Thud!
Xie Tian, who was walking forward slowly, fell straight forward and fell to the ground, motionless.
Almost at the same time when he fell, the 24 elders of the Yin Yang Sect, including Sixth Liu, appeared around Xie Tian. Their eyes were filled with fear, their faces were pale, and their Taoist bodies were on the verge of collapsing.
Heng Yan's throat moved a few times, but he could not say a word.
Because he was too afraid.
"Little, Little, Xie …"
Finally, Heng Yan used all his strength to utter three indistinct syllables. Xie Tian, who had never allowed himself to faint, suddenly woke up.
When he woke up, his vision was blurry due to the exhaustion of his spirit.
However, he could still sense the people around him through their auras. They were the elders of the Yin Yang Sect.
It was very warm.
Therefore, even though he was extremely tired and weak, he still smiled and said softly, "I'm sorry.
I'm too pretentious this time. I'll sleep for a while … "
Before he could finish his sentence, light snores were heard.
The hearts of the elders that were stuck in their throats fell back into their stomachs together with their butts.
After calming their Taoist hearts that had been shocked, they began to size each other up.
As they sized each other up, their gazes fell on Second Elder Liu Yuan at the same time. There was a deep meaning in their gazes.
Liu Yuan did not understand at first. Then, he came to a realization and his face darkened!
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