"Hmph!" Shang Dashan snorted.
With a cold snort, a loud voice rushed into the chaotic crowd of cultivators.
The cultivators paused.
There were seven or eight heavily injured people on the ground.
"Bastards, who gave you the guts to cause trouble in my High Nether Sect's territory?" Shang Dashan snorted.
One of the men on the ground said viciously, "This isn't your High Nether Sect's territory. It's my Central Nether Sect's!"
Shang Dashan's expression turned cold as he waved his hand.
Boom!
The man who was already seriously injured coughed up blood and was sent flying. His injuries worsened.
"Impudent!" Shang Dashan said coldly.
"So it's Senior Shang Dashan. The High Nether Sect Master personally agreed to give up this place. Why haven't you left yet?" Another Central Nether Sect disciple stepped forward.
"Who are you?"
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Shang Dashan angrily rebuked the Central Nether Sect disciples.
While no one was paying attention, Liu Gang and Dan Qingzi took the disciples who had been injured by Shang Dashan and left the crowd.
Liu Gang entered the forest, while Dan Qingzi brought the unconscious Central Nether Sect disciple through the forest, heading for the Carefree Palace.
Within Carefree Hall:
King Ye Mu was chatting with Zheng Hong. The two were chatting happily.
Suddenly, Dan Qingzi rushed into the hall with an injured disciple.
"Master, bad news!" Dan Qingzi anxiously rushed into the hall.
"Bastard, don't you know where this is? Did you barge in? "King Ye Mu said coldly.
"Master, City Lord, the High Nether Sect's Shang Dashan attacked. He disregarded the relationship between the five sects and injured a Central Nether Sect disciple. He was injured by Shang Dashan. If we don't save him now, he won't be saved!" Dan Qingzi said anxiously.
"What? Impossible! "Zheng Hong's expression changed.
He quickly stepped forward.
When he saw the unconscious Central Nether Sect disciple, his expression darkened. He pushed the unconscious disciple.
Buzz!
That person slowly woke up.
When he woke up, he saw Zheng Hong.
"Martial Uncle, Shang Dashan attacked. This disciple has embarrassed the Central Nether Sect!" that person said sorrowfully.
"Shang Dashan? Is it really Shang Dashan? "Zheng Hong's expression darkened.
"City Lord, please save him!" Dan Qingzi said anxiously.
"He won't die. Take me to Shang Dashan. I would like to see how a Immortal State cultivator like him dares to attack a Qi State cultivator!" Zheng Hong said with an ugly face.
Dan Qingzi, Zheng Hong, and King Wild quickly flew towards the valley.
Boom!
There was a loud bang. The disciples of the Central Serenity Sect all retreated. Many of them had been injured by a huge force.
"Hmph, I'm teaching you on behalf of Zheng Hong. How rude!" Shang Dashan said coldly.
The disciples of the High Nether Sect all felt proud and elated.
"Hmph, educate her on my behalf? Shang Dashan, what qualifications do you have to educate him on my behalf? "An angry roar came from the void.
Zheng Hong, King Muye, and Dan Qingzi descended from the sky.
"Greetings, Master!" "Greetings, Martial Uncle!" "Greetings, Grandmaster!"
The sound of the Middle Nether Sect disciples filled the air with wild joy.
Boom!
The three landed in front of Shang Dashan.
"Zheng Hong, don't go overboard!" Shang Dashan said coldly.
"I'm going overboard? It's you who went overboard, right? "Zheng Hong said in a cold voice.
"Shang Dashan, apologize to the City Lord. After all, you were the one who attacked first!" King Muye advised.
"Why don't you apologize? Ptui, don't even think about it! Even a clay figurine has a temper. You bunch of disgraceful disciples, how dare you disobey this old man? You have no respect for your elders. Given this old man's temperament back then, I would have died countless times already! "
"Shang Dashan, the City Lord is the City Lord, the ruler of the Carefree City. Your actions today are a provocation to the City Lord. How do you expect the City Lord to respect the people in the future? Do you think the City Lord is a junior of the High Nether Sect that you can insult as you wish? "King Muye continued to provoke.
Zheng Hong's face darkened. "Shang Dashan? Hmph, bullying the weak because you're strong, but you picked the wrong person. You're strong? I'll play with you! "
With that, Zheng Hong sent a palm strike towards Shang Dashan.
With this palm strike, all the Fire Qi that he had accumulated over the past two months was unleashed.
Boom!
Zheng Hong and Shang Dashan's palms collided.
Shang Dashan didn't expect Zheng Hong to attack just like that. His eyes flashed with surprise.
Both Shang Wuji and Zheng Hong had anger. However, they had been holding it in for the sake of the Triyou Sect. Today, Shang Dashan had completely ignited this anger. Zheng Hong didn't hold back at all!
Under his palms, a hurricane suddenly appeared.
"Hong ~ ~ ~ ~ ~!"
Shang Dashan was sent flying.
Ta, ta, ta, ta!
He landed on the ground and took a dozen steps before he could stabilize himself.
Puff!
Shang Dashan looked at Zheng Hong in shock as blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
Zheng Hong's anger dissipated after that palm strike. Looking at the heavily injured Shang Dashan, he felt slightly regretful.
"Shang Dashan, let's forget about this matter!" Zheng Hong said in a deep voice.
"Let's go!" Zheng Hong shouted to the High Nether Sect disciples.
"Yes, Master!" "Yes, Grandmaster!"
The disciples looked at Zheng Hong with admiration.
The crowd slowly retreated.
Shang Dashan didn't stop them at all, leaving behind the furious High Nether Sect disciples.
"Second Uncle, are you alright?" Shang En asked with an ugly expression.
"Zheng Hong? I hate him! "Shang Dashan said in pain.
"Second Uncle?" Shang En asked worriedly.
"My inner organs were injured by that bastard Zheng Hong. I need to rest and recuperate. All of you, protect me!" Shang Dashan said in a deep voice.
"Yes!" Everyone replied.
Shang Dashan sat cross-legged while the others focused on their surroundings.
At this moment, in the forest far away.
Feng Tairan squinted his eyes and said, "It's about time. Leave Shang En to me. Four Qi Jing, forty-three Essence Jing, and the heavily injured Shang Dashan, I'll leave them to you! Finish them quickly! "
"Okay!" Everyone nodded.
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King of Hell's Palace!
In front of King of Hell's Palace, Yan Chuan and Shang Wuji sat opposite each other. There was wine on the table for the two to drink.
"Palace Master Yan? How is it? Do you still hold a grudge? "Shang Wuji frowned.
Smiling bitterly, Yan Chuan shook his head and said, "Of course I remember. However, I know that my father's death wasn't because of you. It was Emperor Mo Ke. It was him. Also, the Great Winged Heaven School listened to Emperor Mo Ke. You were forced to do so!"
"It's great that Palace Master Yan can think this way!" Shang Wuji's face relaxed.
"But, at that time, the City Lord and High Nether Sect Master pressured me. I had no choice!" Yan Chuan smiled bitterly.
"No, as long as you agree. Don't worry, I'll definitely give you more of your share!" Shang Wuji said with certainty.
Yan Chuan looked at Shang Wuji and hesitated. It was as if he was deliberately stalling for time. But to Shang Wuji, this was indeed something worth thinking about.
"If you have other ideas, you can tell me!" Shang Wuji continued to persuade him.
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