Chapter 89 How dare you It's not that he is arrogant, but that the two brothers cannot afford the consequences of Sun Shigang falling into the hands of the Heavenly Court. Although Sun Shigang may not reveal his identity as a demon, he may not reveal that his master Chun is also a demon. Although the people in Heaven may not ask what happened, they may not take Sun Shigang away for treatment. But he didn't dare to take such a risk. It would be dangerous to let Sun Shigang say a word right now. God knows what Sun Shigang would shout out for his life or for help. If he had the chance, he would not give Sun Shigang the chance to speak. It is also impossible to give Sun Shigang a chance to escape and recuperate. This demon cultivator is not at the upper level of cultivation at all, but at the great level of cultivation. Once he runs away, they will be the ones in danger. Therefore, as soon as the soldier from Heavenly Court said he would not intervene, he immediately killed him, not giving him a chance to say "but". This blow of the sword made Wu Jinliang's heart tighten, and he secretly looked at the reactions of several Heavenly Court armored soldiers. He knew that he was not careful enough and caused the leak. He should have silenced the witness when he found something wrong. However, the boss was still the boss he knew. He took the initiative to fix the leak at the critical moment and dared to take action. After the sword strike, Shi Chun was also looking at the soldiers. The five Heavenly Court soldiers also stood there in silence, not saying a word or moving, staring at him in a daze...

The hill with the best view of the parade ground is also the hill that the spectators from other hills would secretly look at from time to time. It is the hill that even Miao Dingyi and Master Nan do not have the permission to enter. In fact, some people have come here tonight, but these people are not allowed to turn on the lights, perhaps because they do not want outsiders to pay too much attention to it. Not many, only seven of them came, each of them had an extraordinary aura, sitting in the dark pavilion, occasionally chatting and laughing. Among them were the number one figure, the Lord of Xuanzhou, who was the home of Suyuan Sect, the largest sect in Shengshen Continent, and the number one figure, the Lord of Shengzhou, who was the home of Wukang Mountain. The knife in the mirror stopped the laughter and chatter in the pavilions. The seven domain lords all stared at the mirror image quietly, examining it again. For these domain lords, although they are in various continents, if they really want to come to the royal court, it is very convenient. Xunmen is right next to them, and it is only a few steps away. It just depends on whether they are willing to come. The chaotic noises in the entire training ground gradually died down, and finally there was silence except for the sound of the mountain breeze. Everyone stared at the mirror in a daze. What they wanted to see was the next reaction of those Heavenly Court warriors. We have seen scenes of fighting and killing in the previous footage, but this time they did it in front of the people from Heaven, and it seemed like they were deliberately hacking for them to see. It was full of provocation no matter how you looked at it. I have seen arrogant people, but I have never seen someone so arrogant. In fact, everyone really wants to know what the people in the picture said to the heavenly soldiers, but unfortunately there is only the picture and no sound. The cold-faced woman from Luoyue Valley, who was also the leading elder of Luoyue Valley, was named Jian Lingzhen. She stared at the mirror with a deep and angry look, her eyes seemed to be on fire, and she clenched her hands tightly again and again. However, considering the location of the seating area, all of which were people from major sects in Shengzhou, she had to pay attention to the demeanor of her sect. After taking a deep breath, she suppressed her anger and sat down expressionlessly. In fact, everyone knows some of the unwritten rules of this conference. Fighting, killing and looting are inevitable. There is no reason why people from other sects can die but people from your sect cannot. The disciples on her left and right looked at each other and then sat down as well. Elder Ke Yi, who was also in the Shengzhou seating area, was almost shocked by the knife in the mirror and jumped up. He had something to say, but after opening his mouth several times, no sound came out. The disciples on his left and right were also quite shocked, but after that they were not too surprised. The two men looked at Elder Ke's reaction and wanted to tell him that he dared to kill Wei Bian in Linkang City and escape after being caught in the mountains. During the punishment, he also dared to beat the sect leader's disciples repeatedly. These two who came out of prison seemed to have been doing this all the time. It should be reasonable for them to come to the meeting and something bad to happen. Are you making such a fuss about it? It doesn't matter to the two of them. They don't have to face the issue of stance. If the sky falls, there will always be someone taller to hold it up. Don’t you think about it? Lao Ke is one of the tallest people in Wukang Mountain, and he is the leader of this trip. The two in the picture are his apprentices. Feng Chi, who was covered in a black cloak, watched the mirror image and was also confused. Her first reaction was, "Does the Saint know?" Sun Shigang was the contact center responsible for coordination in the competition field. If this contact center was destroyed, how could the Saint contact others? Without the assistance of the corresponding people, how could the Saint get good results and return to Wukang Mountain to complete the integration plan? In the stands, Master Nan, who was sitting lazily in his chair, almost stuck out his tongue. He stared at the mirror image as if he was fixed by a talisman. The family of three nearby were also stunned. Lan Qiaoyan sighed and said with a wry smile, "This guy's exile style is showing up again." Miao Yilan was in a daze, unable to recover. She had only heard about the boss of Dong Jiuyuan from her mother in the past, but today she saw it with her own eyes. There was no trace of the gentle demeanor he showed in front of her, and he looked like a fierce man who would kill without blinking an eye.

What shocked everyone was yet to come. In the canyon, the leading soldier frowned for a long time, and finally turned away from Shi Chun's gaze, and said, "Check it out and take it away." An armored soldier immediately searched Sun Shigang's body, took out the mother-child talisman and handed it to someone else. Shi Chun also turned around, motioned to the other four Luoyue Valley disciples lying on the ground, and asked Wu Jinliang, "Do you have any tricks?" Wu Jinliang: "I know a little bit." He raised his chin towards Sun Shigang again, "That guy is so stubborn." Shi Chun turned around and swung his knife, chopping left and right like cutting grass. After three or two strokes, he put the knife away and the blood splattered all to the ground. "I am..." A disciple from Luoyue Valley hadn't even finished his words when he straightened his neck with blood gushing out of it and opened his eyes wide. The four men's necks were all broken, and they were restrained and unable to move, and they could only twitch slightly. Wu Jinliang's expression was very interesting. He slowly turned his head to look at the people from the Heavenly Palace. In front of Sun Shigang's body, several soldiers who were squatting or standing had all stopped moving, staring at the scene in front of them. Shi Chun shook off the blood on the knife and turned to them and said, "I will kill them again later. There is no need to make you run a second time." Excluding the factor of silencing him, he was telling the truth. He still needed to retreat to refine the demonic flame in his body and didn't want anyone to come and disturb him a second time. In the pavilion with the best viewing position in the training ground, a man in black, with a ruddy face, three strands of black-black beard, and a simple and majestic demeanor sat in the middle. He stared at the mirror image and turned his head to ask, "Which continent and which sect are you from?" He is Chi Rang, the Lord of Xuanzhou. The man who was waiting quietly beside the pillar immediately came closer respectfully, and without blocking the view of other domain masters, he bowed slightly and said, "The one wearing chestnut-colored clothes is a disciple of Shengzhou Wukang Mountain, and the one wearing yellow shirt is a disciple of Shengzhou Luoyue Valley." He is the person in charge here. Among so many sects participating in the meeting, he can identify the relevant sects from their clothes at a glance, which shows that he has put in a lot of hard work. "Oh, they are all from Shengzhou, then it's alright." Chi Rang, the Lord of Xuanzhou, smiled faintly, waved his hand to let them leave, and then he lifted his upper body leaning on the back of the chair and looked at a man wearing a ginger gauze dress who was sitting two people away from him and said, "Killing each other is quite interesting, thank you." The man in the ginger-colored gauze clothes was none other than Wei Mo, the lord of Shengzhou. He had a square face and three wisps of beard. He wore a gauze hat straight on his head and had no expression on his face. Someone then jokingly said, "Why does this scene last so long? Did they know we were coming and deliberately let us watch the show?" "Haha." A burst of cheerful laughter followed. Wei Mo, Lord of Shengzhou Territory, turned his head left and right, still expressionless, as if he had heard nothing, but his gaze towards the mirror image became increasingly profound. The silence in the school grounds was broken, replaced by loud discussions. Watching four more disciples die, Luoyue Valley elder Jian Lingzhen suddenly stood up, turned around, and glanced coldly at the various factions in the Shengzhou seating area, with a murderous look in his eyes. Elder Ke of Wukang Mountain was so angry that he was shaking and muttering, "How dare you, how dare you..." In the stands, Young Master Nan's eyes seemed to pop out. His gaze fell on Miao Dingyi and he whimpered, "Brother Miao, this one of yours... is a little, a little..." He wanted to say that your son-in-law is a little arrogant because he relies on you as his backer. But in the end, I didn't say it out loud. Miao Dingyi seemed to understand, and suddenly turned around to stare at him, saying indifferently: "Mr. Nan, how long do you want this scene to continue? Isn't it about time? It's not appropriate to keep watching it like this?" "Ah?" Master Nan suddenly realized that he had put Shi Chun on the fire. He turned around and called the person in charge over, pointing at the mirror image and shouting, "Go, stop it, and change someone else."

"Oh oh oh." The person in charge ran away quickly. Looking at Miao Dingyi's face again, Master Nan secretly thought that it was bad luck. He knew that he had caused trouble and that he could no longer decide on cutting the picture of Wukangshan No. 4. It was a pity that he spent money but did not get any good result. He felt quite aggrieved. Feng Chi, who was covered in a black cloak, was also shocked. The group of people sent by her side were wiped out by Shi Chun. As an idealistic person in the magic world, she was not angry at all. Instead, excitement appeared on her face. She hadn't seen this in a long time. Someone dared to provoke and commit crimes in front of the people of Heaven. This domineering demonic spirit was rarely seen in the world. She was very happy in her heart that the demonic path had a successor! At this moment, the person who had taken the vacant seat next to her came back and whispered in her ear, "It says that although it is a mirror image ordered by Young Master Nan, Lan Qiaoyan's family of three and Miao Dingyi from Bowang Tower are also there. It says that you will know what it means." (End of this chapter)