Chen Tiandu was prepared to deal with everything. His right-hand man, Ye Zhen, had already planned everything. When he heard the two words "fate", his face clearly stiffened. There were doubts and disbelief.
"We've fought for so many years, but I've never seen you lie … Sikong Beichen, I'm not blind yet." Chen Tiandu sipped his tea.
Sikong Beichen said calmly, "It's just as you said. You've never seen me lie over the years. Do you think I'm lying this time?"
Chen Tiandu was slightly startled.
Ye Zhen bowed. "May I have a word?"
"Speak."
"You mentioned that this senior's surname is Lu and that he has activated his Birth Chart. Do you have any witnesses?" Ye Zhen asked.
"The Ninth Temple's disciples can bear witness."
The four Chiefs bowed at the same time. They didn't need to say anything to express their attitude.
They were his own people, so of course they would speak their own words.
Chen Tiandu raised his aged palm and gently placed it on the tea table.
Hum —
Yuan Qi surged.
The teacup rose slowly.
"You and I both know how difficult it is to activate a Birth Providence. Why are you lying to yourself? "The cup in front of Chen Tiandu flew over to Sikong Beichen.
Sikong Beichen placed his hand on the table as well.
"You can choose not to believe it. Chen Tiandu, if you came here just to verify this matter, I'm afraid it would be meaningless. "
The teacup flew back to Chen Tiandu, only half an inch away from the tip of his pen.
Chen Tiandu's eyes widened.
The buzzing sound was several times stronger than before.
"Even if what you said is true, the Ninth Temple has something to do with Chen Beizheng's death."
The tea in the teacup spilled out and condensed into a nail. It was as long as a strand of hair and as fine as a miniature sword energy.
Ye Zhen was slightly surprised. He was fascinated by it.
Talented cultivators didn't need a teacher to teach them. They only needed to take a few glances and they would be able to understand the essence within.
At this moment, the water spikes arrived in front of Sikong Beichen.
Sikong Beichen frowned. He placed his fingers on the coffee table.
If you want to find the culprit, you should look for Senior Lu … However, why is the Flying Star House so anxious when the palace hasn't even said anything? "
Bang!
The water spikes scattered. Just as they were about to land on the coffee table, they turned into ice spikes again and fell vertically down.
Chen Tiandu's expression was the same as usual. He spread out his palms and pressed them tightly against the tea table.
"This has always been the way the Flying Star House does things. Since the culprit is someone else, the Ninth Temple must hand over the culprit. "
Above the nine-tiered Holy Palace, Origin Energy surged, and red air currents shuttled back and forth.
The Primal Qi immediately transformed into energy swords.
Sikong Beichen exerted some force in his fingers, and the energy swords above the Holy Palace collided with each other.
Bang, bang, bang!
"Who do you think Senior Lu is? How can the Ninth Temple control him? If you're in such a hurry, why don't you head to the Thousand Willow Monastery to capture him? "Sikong Beichen asked.
The ice nail on the coffee table moved forward. It could fall at any time and pierce the back of Chen Tiandu's hand.
The ice nails were like silver needles.
The energy swords in the sky were locked in battle.
Bang, bang, bang!
The densely packed energy swords formed a Formation and collided with each other.
It was as if fireworks were blooming above the Holy Palace.
The Ninth Temple's disciples hurried over and looked up.
There were more than 10,000 disciples in the Ninth Temple. When they gathered together, they were a force to be reckoned with.
When Chen Tiandu sensed the approaching cultivators, he pressed his four fingers down. His fingers sank into the coffee table, and the shape of his palm was imprinted on it.
"Sikong Beichen, I'm afraid your plan is going to fail. Elder Meng is on his way to the Thousand Willow Monastery. In less than two hours, the Thousand Willow Monastery will cease to exist. "
The needle-like ice nail moved to the back of Sikong Beichen's hand.
Sikong Beichen pressed his four fingers down as well.
"Surround Senior Lu?"
He had a shocked and mocking expression on his face.
Chen Tiandu frowned slightly. "What are you laughing at?"
"I'm laughing at the fact that the great Flying Star House's Master would do something so foolish. You've been cultivating in seclusion for too long. Why don't we make a bet? "Sikong Beichen was excited. He did not look like an old man at all. He looked like he was experiencing a terminal lucidity.
"What bet?" Chen Tiandu asked.
"Meng Changdong won't be able to return," Sikong Beichen said.
Ye Zhen cupped his fists at the side. "I'm afraid things won't go as you wish. Elder Meng has Xie Xuan, an elite from the Twelve Sects of Cloud Mountain, disciples of the Sky Martial Court, and disciples of the Flying Star House. I'm sorry, Senior Sikong. The Thousand Willow Monastery has killed the disciples of the Flying Star House several times. It's time to put an end to this. "
Whizz!
Bam! Bam!
The energy swords in the sky grew denser and seemed to be pressing down.
If they pressed down any further, the Holy Palace would be flattened.
"There's a price to pay for being foolish …"
Sikong Beichen pressed his four fingers down again.
He made a palm seal with his right hand and retracted it.
Chen Tiandu did the same and retracted his hand. "I accept this bet. The loser will have to cripple his own cultivation base."
"Alright."
Sikong Beichen was invigorated.
When they retracted their palms, the energy swords on the left above the Holy Palace faded away. However, the energy swords on the right grew in intensity.
The ice nails on the tea table hovered in the air as they shot forward.
Chen Tiandu frowned. He said hoarsely, "Impossible!"
When he raised his hand again, it was already too late.
The ice nails pierced Chen Tiandu's chest. As soon as Sikong Beichen released his energy, he did the same. Bam!
Chen Tiandu retreated. He remained seated with his legs crossed. Barf!
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
When the blood fell, it hovered in the air. Ye Zhen's palm glowed red as he channeled the blood essence and struck forward.
The Ninth Temple's four First Seats exclaimed in shock, "Temple Master!"
The four of them moved at the same time.
When Chen Tiandu landed, he struck the ground with his palms. Energy formed and held the four First Seats at bay.
Ye Zhen was like a wolf or a tiger. He lunged forward with his palms.
Sikong Beichen looked up calmly. "A mere Nine-leaf cultivator dares to act so presumptuously?!" “
Ye Zhen's back was dozens of feet away. The energy swords stabbed toward Ye Zhen's back.
Ye Zhen smiled faintly. "Go!"
Flames erupted from his palms. The blood essence Chen Tiandu spat out and the karmic fire formed a fireball.
Bam!
The fireball landed on Sikong Beichen's chest.
Sikong Beichen slid backward and crashed into the wall with his rush cushion.
He spat out a mouthful of blood as well.
Ye Zhen landed on the ground. He smiled and said, "Senior Sikong, your sword path is truly impressive."
Sikong Beichen looked at Ye Zhen. "Is this the foolproof plan you've prepared?"
"The housemaster and I were just protecting ourselves." Ye Zhen cupped his fists.
Sikong Beichen waved his hand, signaling the four First Seats to leave.
The four of them looked at each other, not knowing what the Hall Master was up to.
Chen Tiandu withdrew his Stellar Energy and pressed his palms down on his Dantian, gradually calming down.
"Sikong Beichen, I've underestimated you … If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that you've comprehended a new Sword Dao." Chen Tiandu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"I only know a little. Compared to Senior Lu, I'm still far from it. The Swordless Dao … Unfortunately, I can only understand the first half of the sentence, "Sikong Beichen said with a sigh.
Hearing this.
Chen Tiandu furrowed his brows.
Ye Zhen cupped his fists decisively and said, "Sorry for disturbing you today. Farewell."
Turning around, he walked over to Chen Tiandu's side, helped him up, and flew out of the Holy Palace.
Yao Qingquan, Zhao Jianghe, Sun Wenchang, and Wang Youdao were about to give chase when Sikong Beichen said, "Don't chase a cornered enemy."
"Palace Master! Why not? The Flying Star House has crossed the line! They're bullying us! "Yao Qingquan said angrily.
Sikong Beichen said, "Chen Tiandu looks fine on the surface, but I've severely injured him …"
"All the more reason to chase after them and take the opportunity to kill them." Yao Qingquan was even more confused.
Sikong Beichen looked outside. He cleared his throat and said solemnly, "Ye Zhen is cunning."
…
Ye Zhen flew out of the Ninth Temple with Chen Tiandu in tow.
Chen Tiandu clutched his chest with one hand and asked, "Why didn't you take the opportunity to kill him?"
"I feel that there is an expert present."
The two of them landed on the carriage.
Ye Zhen waved his hand, and the red bird turned around.
He looked down at the forest below. "Go to the Thousand Willow Monastery at once and order Elder Meng to retreat! Hurry up — "
"Roger!"
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