He could tolerate Song Li for a moment, but he could not tolerate this ordinary disciple of Qingyan Sect who was rude. He laughed: "Okay, it's really good. I've been in seclusion for many years, and no one recognizes me anymore. Boy, do you know that you are looking for death in this matter?" As he said that, his body turned around and within a few steps, he came to the disciple.

"Old ancestor, no..." Su Mei was the first to react and roared at Zi.

"Zi, don't be reckless..." Although the wine Taoist usually looks like a drunken look, his mind is exquisite, so Song Li's little tricks are naturally seen.

However, the real person Qingyuan, who was beside him, didn't say anything, but shook his head helplessly and looked at Song Li with a little deeper meaning.

"Zi, dare you!" Although Wang Daoquan was usually polite to Miyun Sect, it was due to the fact that he had to do this for the sake of Qingyan Sect. However, he was also a peak Nascent Soul Powerful after all, and he was not as strong as Niba, and he had no temper at all. Seeing that he wanted to kill his disciples in his sect, his tone also increased a lot.

Zi suddenly smiled and said, "Wang Daoquan, do you think I dare?"

After saying that, he didn't delay and gave a palm...

The Qingyan Sect disciple was average and only had a mere sixth level of Jindan cultivation. Naturally, he was not the enemy of Zi's move. Zi's seemingly light palm was full of anger and was powerful. His first reaction was to hide, but he found that he could not move at all. Then he wanted to use a move to resist. However, before he could catch the true energy in his body, the palm had reached the top of his skull. He didn't even give him a chance to roar, and the corpse was slapped by a palm. A bloody smell spread in the air. The people around and the disciples of the sect all covered their noses.

"Zo, you...you..."

Wang Daoquan said several "you" in a row, and his shock and anger were beyond words.

Zi's ​​face turned stern and said disdainfully: "How..."

In fact, although Zi was usually dull, he had lived for hundreds of years. He could naturally see Song Li's tricks to sow discord, but he didn't care. In his opinion, all conspiracies and tricks in the face of absolute strength were all over the world. Since the disciple dared to openly contradict him, he should die.

Song Li grabbed his always highly regarded personality and buried this pit for him. This pit was not deep, but it was enough for Zi to pull out one foot, but Zi himself didn't think so.

Song Li looked at the side, and he was a little surprised by this result. Since he met him last time, he saw that Zi was the most intense person against the public trial, so he carefully considered this person and it was easy to see that Zi looked at himself very highly.

The grudges accumulated by the Miyun Sect and the Qingyan Sect over the years have not erupted because of the cowardice of the leader of the Qingyan Sect, Wang Daoquan. Song Li just held the attempt to make a fuss about no dates and made a statement to lead to the source of the grudges between the two sects. However, he did not expect that Zi would cooperate so much. Song Li couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This is a good Chinese actor. How can he act as a director? He can understand and act according to his ideas without guiding others.

The Holy Emperor Song Xinghai, who sat upright on the city tower, also looked like spring breeze and laughed softly: "Haha, my son is really a magical plan."

And he had always been standing on the edge of the punishment platform, and seemed to have a serious and huge face. At this time, Song Li was beside the runway, and said, "Boss, is this OK?"

Song Li said solemnly: "If I say yes, that's fine, it's fine." But he thought to himself that there is an actor who cooperates with the director like Zi, but he can't do it even if he can't do it.

"If you accept it, the boss is the boss, and it is not something that ordinary people like me can understand." Pang Da's long-term flattery, now he can easily pick up all kinds of praises. It is a skill.

The most shocking thing about the people present was the people watching the fun. They didn't know the festivals of those sects, and the people who were far away could not hear clearly. They only saw the sects that were originally coming together to trouble the prince. Why did they start to have internal conflicts first? Did the prince use some secret moves to make their own people beat their own people?

Zi's ​​aggressive attitude after killing people not only made Wang Daoquan, but even the Jiudao Ren a little unhappy. He snorted coldly and said, "Zi, don't continue making trouble. It's important to deal with Song Li."

The problem is that even if Zi doesn't want to make trouble now, Wang Daoquan can't bear it anymore, even if he is cowardly, he can't bear it anymore. After all, so many disciples in the sect are still seeing it, and shouted sternly: "Zi, killing my disciples in public is too arrogant."

Zi probably knew that he had done too much, so he just snorted coldly and did not answer the conversation.

"Sect Master, you must avenge your junior brother..."

"Sect Master, we must take revenge, and we have lived enough of this kind of life at the mercy of others..."

"Sect Master, although his son is a powerful clone, I don't believe that he can kill the entire sect. As long as there is one disciple left in our Qingyan Sect, we will seek revenge on him."

Since they arrived in the imperial capital, these Qingyan Sect disciples have been sarcastic and sarcastic by the Miyun Sect disciples. At this time, they wanted to vent their anger and share the same hatred for the enemy.

Zi didn't want to cause trouble, but looking at the hundreds of disciples of Qingyan Sect, he couldn't help but say angrily: "Hmph... people with ants dare to shout. My divine clone is not difficult to destroy your sect."

As soon as he said this, the happiest thing was Song Li, so he almost went up and gave Zi half a banner. He couldn't help but think that the popular sentence on Earth he was originally located was the most suitable one for Zi: he was not afraid of opponents like gods, but afraid of teammates like pigs.

Originally, Song Li felt that with his own strength, he could successfully complete the public trial by dozens of Nascent Soul Powers with his own strength. It is still unknown whether he could successfully complete the public trial. He could not have transferred the imperial team because of a public trial, but Song Li had a noble man, and this noble man was his son. It seems that even if the public trial was not successful, he would have some other surprises.

Sure enough, the disciples of Qingyan Sect were even more excited when they heard his arrogant words. Several people even started to swear words. They no longer had the temperament of the sect. As the sect leader, Wang Daoquan knew that he was now in a difficult position. After thinking about this, he no longer hesitated and said angrily: "Son, no matter what, we need an explanation for our Qingyan Sect today, otherwise I, Qingyan Sect, will never stop dead with you in the future."

"Instructions? It depends on whether you have the ability." After saying that, he took the lead in taking action. He had already seen that since Wang Daoquan could say something, he would definitely not be able to reconcile it. Besides, his own strength was not necessary. As long as he killed Wang Daoquan, it would be a shock to the disciples of Qingyan Sect, and those disciples would not continue to clamor.

"A strong clone likes to engage in sudden attacks, which is really shameless." Song Li laughed loudly.

Some of the surroundings left the sects to understand the whole process more thoroughly, and they also felt that it was too much, and there were also discussions among them.

"Why is this boy so arrogant? He doesn't have the demeanor of a grandmaster..."

"I think those people from the sects are the same. They are not as noble as we usually think. Speaking of which, our prince is more reliable..."

"I have a little sympathy with Qingyan Sect. I hope someone can cure this son..."

Song Li asked these people's words to be filled with their hearts and murmured in their hearts, "What's wrong with treating them?"

The gap between the Nascent Soul and the clone is a gulf. Zi gained the upper hand in just a few moves. However, Wang Daoquan is the leader of a sect after all, and his actual combat experience is also good. He has defensive power, but he does not have a chance to counterattack.

Most of the people present had a cold attitude. Even if the sects with Qingyan Sect had a good relationship with Qingyan Sect, they did not come out to say a word to Qingyan Sect. After all, no one would want to offend a powerful clone for no reason.

"Wang Daoquan, if you Qingyan Sect kneel down on the spot and give me any mistakes, I don't mind letting you go." Ziran smiled aloud. In terms of strength, he completely suppressed Wang Daoquan. He felt that he had all the limelight today and promoted the power of Miyun Sect.

Wang Daoquan, who usually seems cowardly, has no fear at all at this time, but Song Li looked at him with admiration, looked at him with a look, and said proudly: "Zi, even if I fight to the last person in Qingyan Sect, I will seek revenge you."

"Okay, I see how long you can be tough!" Zi said sternly.

"Taibai sword intent, sword angers Jiuxiao..."

In the sword dance that Zi displayed, thousands of thunder suddenly appeared, and a rumbling sound was heard.

Then, the thunder surrounded Zi with its momentum. Zi did not delay, and used his body skills to rush towards the full kingly way.

Fortunately, the two of them are in the area where the sect is located. People with cultivation have more or less perceptual abilities to the danger. When the thunder appears, everyone makes way out of the way.

The power of the thunder was very great, even Song Li was a little surprised, thinking in his heart that this Jiuxiao thunder was my natal magic weapon.

Everyone could see that Wang Daoquan could not resist Zi's sword at all. The tricks with the power of whiteness with his natal power were not something that ordinary Nascent Soul could resist.

Even ordinary people can see that the power of thunder is not touched by human power.

Next, we have to wait for the kingly way to become dead.

"Sect Master, be careful!"

"metropolitan……"

"metropolitan……"

All the disciples of Qingyan Sect were shouting, but for them, even if they were determined to block the sword for Wang Dao, it was too late.

Almost in the flash, Song Li's body arrived and appeared in front of Zi Jian's rage Jiuxiao's track. A golden light appeared above his head. Soon the golden light gathered into a crown. Under the illumination of this golden light, the power of the thunder under Zi Jian's edge seemed to weaken a little, and the speed slowed down for a while.
Chapter completed!