2165: C2165 Don't Give Me Any Face

C2165 Don't Give Me Any Face

After gathering for about ten metres, Wang Xiaojian used the Spiritual Sense to listen in on their conversation.

When he heard this, a look of understanding appeared on his handsome face.

Wang Xiaojian had already guessed that these six people came from four forces.

Judging from Ouyang Ganglie's words, he was right.

Other than the Yun Xiao Saber Sect that he had scouted out from the entrance of the undead abyss, there were also the Blood Sun Sect and Red Leaf Sect.

Wang Xiaojian had seen Duanmu Yeyu before, that diary-like Jade Chip.

He had also heard of the Blood Sun Sect.

The Blood Sun Sect wasn't one of the twelve Holy Domain sects.

It was the sect that had risen the fastest within the Holy Domain.

Compared to the Purple Sword Sect, the number of Martial Saints within the sect was much higher!

Amongst the twelve Holy Domain sects, no one dared to underestimate this sect.

In addition, Wang Xiaojian also heard an interesting name from Ouyang Ganglie.

It was "Red Leaf"!

"There's a Red Leaf in the Zhonglan Domain, and there's actually a 'Red Leaf' in the Holy Domain. Looks like this assassination organization is even more mysterious and powerful than I thought."

Wang Xiaojian muttered to himself as he placed the Spiritual Sense on each of the Martial Saints in the hall.

At this moment, the Purple Sword Sect's Great Elder had made his request. He also wanted to know the attitude of the Martial Saints from the four powers.

The name of the Blood Sun Sect's Elder was Chi Kuang.

He acted like his name and was extremely arrogant. After hearing that, he sneered: "Elder Ouyang, the Undead Abyss may be located within the forces of the Purple Sword Sect. But from what I know, the Purple Sword Sect has never controlled this abyss before. "

"Since the Purple Sword Sect does not control the abyss, then the items within the abyss naturally do not belong to the Purple Sword Sect. Those who were fated to know of the treasures of the world. "If the Purple Sword Sect and this wisp of sacred fire are not fated, then even if Great Elder Ouyang did all he could to obtain it, he still wouldn't be able to!"

Ouyang Ganglie's complexion sank as he heard this. He turned to Chi Kuang and said, "Elder Chi, what is the meaning of this? Could it be that you want to snatch my Purple Sword Sect's sacred fire? "

Chi Kuang laughed in a weird way, "Sacred Flame is not a part of the Purple Sword Sect, how can it be stolen." However, since you said I wanted it, I might as well take it. This time, when the sacred fire is born, I will definitely go to the abyss. Whoever blocks me, I'll kill! "

His words were extremely domineering, and made all the elders of the Purple Sword Sect angry.

Ouyang Ganglie was quite shrewd and deep. He could still hold his breath.

However, the two Martial Saints sitting on both sides of Ouyang Ganglie could not endure it any longer.

One of them was an old man with a head full of silver hair. Veins bulged on his forehead.

He slapped the table and stood up, and said angrily: Chi Kuang, don't be arrogant, do you think there's no one in my Purple Sword Sect? Do you believe that this old man will leave you here today?! "

Chi Kuang also stood up, sneering, "Ouyang Cang, do whatever you want. However, I am the third elder of the Blood Sun Sect. If you attack me then you will be declaring war against my Blood Gate. "I want to see if your Purple Sword Sect dares to declare war on my Blood Sun Sect!"

"You!"

The Highest Elder, Ouyang Cang, was unable to contain his anger.

Chi Kuang's arrogant appearance made him want to kill Chi Kuang right now.

Great Elder Ouyang Ganglie was also angry.

His heart was filled with killing intent.

However, he feared the Blood Sun Sect.

Although the Blood Sun Sect wasn't one of the twelve sects.

However, from the strength that they had displayed over the years, they were not weak when compared to the Purple Sword Sect.

As the Head Elder of the Purple Sword Sect, how could he easily declare war on a sect like this?

Furthermore, even if he wanted to declare war, he would have to eliminate the Martial Saint secretly and weaken the opponent's strength. He would then declare war when he had the confidence.

Great Elder Ouyang Ganglie cursed Chi Kuang ten thousand times in his heart, but he still said, "Elder Chi." "My Purple Sword Sect has always valued peace. We never had the intention to start a war with the Blood Sun Sect."

"However, since you want to fight for the sacred fire, from today onwards, you will no longer be a friend of my Purple Sword Sect."

"Hey, who cares?"

"Take the things, I'm leaving!"

Chi Kuang laughed in disdain. He raised his hand and slapped. Immediately, Ouyang Ganglie's Storage Ring flew back into his hand.

Then, with a strange laugh, he swaggered out of the yard.

That look of disrespect caused Ouyang Ganglie and the two Purple Sword Sect Supreme Elders' faces to darken even more.

After Chi Kuang left, another figure stood up.

This was Red Leaf's killer.

His name was Jing Wuming.

He was also a Martial Saint. Due to his specialization in the way of the sword, his true combat prowess far surpassed those of the same level.

As soon as he stood up, the three Purple Sword Sect elders froze.

"Sword Saint Redbud, you." Ouyang Ganglie said.

Jing Wuming's gaze was emotionless. He flicked the Storage Ring in his hand, flew towards Ouyang Gangli, then turned around and left.

He did not say a word, but his attitude was clear.

Ouyang Ganglie reached out his hand to catch it. The expression of the Storage Treasure that was holding the thousand-year Holy Ganoderma had become somewhat ugly.

Honestly speaking, of all the Martial Saints, Jing Wuming was the one he feared the most.

Not only because his cultivation was strong, he was also born in the Red Leaf Organization.

That was an organization that even the three Sects could do nothing to!

If Jing Wu told the rest of the Red Leaf that the Sacred Flame was about to be born, he even told the Red Leaf's head.

Then, no matter how many Martial Saints his Purple Sword Sect had, it would be impossible for them to take down the sacred fire that was about to appear.

Jing Wuming's actions made Ouyang Ganglie uneasy and depressed.

However, even though he was disheartened, he didn't give up.

It was because there were four Martial Saints present.1

They came from the Yun Xiao Saber Sect and the Puppet Demon Sect.

The Yun Xiao Saber Sect and the Puppet Demon Sect both belonged to the Twelve Sects.

Yun Xiao was ranked tenth, and the Puppet Demon Sect was ranked eighth.

In terms of power and strength, these two sects were stronger than the Purple Sword Sect!

In terms of geographical location, the two sects controlled areas that bordered on the Purple Sword Sect.

Ouyang Ganglie didn't want these two sects to join in the battle for the Sacred Flame.

That way, the Purple Sword Sect would never have peace again.

At this moment, he took a deep breath. He first looked at the old man from the Yun Xiao Saber Sect and said, "Elder Mo, I wonder what your attitude is?"

Mo Wudi had witnessed everything from the start.

He was looking down on Ouyang Ganglie from the bottom of his heart.

However, as a shrewd person, Mo Wuju did not show such contempt on his face.

He exchanged glances with the two female elders from the Puppet Demon Sect, before turning to Ouyang Ganglie and said, "Elder Ouyang, rest assured. Since we are also from the Twelve Sects, we won't do anything to cause trouble."

Ouyang Ganglie was overjoyed.

Then, Mo Wuju continued, "However, it is also impossible for us to give up. Elder Ouyang, this is good. It would be better for us to join hands. "

Together?

Ouyang Ganglie's body froze for a moment. His face revealed a wary expression. He looked towards Yun Xiao's blade faction's Mo Wudi and said, "Elder Mo, how are you going to join hands?"

— — Content from [Migu Read]

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