At this moment, from the old master of Tianxing’s palace, is this deacon of Zhuque Sect interested in Ansheng?

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but feel heartbroken. Looking at An Sheng's gaze immediately became strange. Although the old master of Tianxing's mansion wanted to protect An Sheng, the people from Zhuque Sect obviously would not let go so easily.

If the old seniors of the Zhuque Sect really need life span, Ansheng is definitely a flesh-and-blood medicine and would not have been revealed like this.

Sitting upright on the side of the high position, Wang Teng also narrowed his eyes and noticed something was wrong. Then a sharp curve appeared on the corner of his mouth. No matter what twists and turns there were, he would not agree if others dared to be in any way unfavorable to An Sheng.

"Old Master, you also know that Ansheng is afraid that I must take away the situation of our Zhuque Sect."

However, in response to the old master of Tianxing's refusal, the deacon of Zhuque Sect slowly calmed down, and his tone was neither salty nor light.

Although the sound is not high, it has an unquestionable smell.

Moreover, he didn't seem to want to hide anything. The Vermilion Bird Sect overpowered all living beings. In their eyes, the outside world was like ordinary people and had no effect on them at all.

So he doesn't care about speaking.

Seeing this, the old master of Tianxing’s mansion couldn’t help but look ugly. Tianxing’s Martial Mansion finally welcomed such a genius, would he lose even if he did this?

In the square, Chu Yun was also there, and at this moment, a curve appeared on the corner of his mouth. The reason why he had a problem with his cultivation 50,000 years ago was that he deliberately avoided the "old senior" of the Zhuque Sect. Now it seems that disaster still came to An Sheng.

At this moment, he looked at An Sheng who stood calmly and was not very clear about his state, with a look of pity.

When God opens a door, he must close it. Although Ansheng has the immortal body that the world dreams of, he has become a hot commodity, and the road to growth is destined not so easy.

"There is nothing to say. Ansheng, come with me. I will take you to the Zhuque Gate to let you see a larger world, where you can grow more superiorly."

The middle-aged deacon stood up, his face turned cold and he smiled faintly.

It seems that he came out this time just for Ansheng, and the rest is not important to him at all.

The palm of the old master of Tianxing’s mansion hidden under his sleeves couldn’t help but hold it slightly. Although he respected the Zhuque Sect, it did not mean that he would endure it infinitely.

After his face changed for a while, he finally stood up slowly and said in a deep voice: "This deacon, Ansheng has a crucial significance to my Tianxing Martial Arts Mansion. You have to take Ansheng away. I am sorry that I cannot agree this time!"

It seemed as if the deadline was approaching and his life span was not long, he finally made up his mind.

Even though he has achieved considerable achievements outside over the years, it seems that the Suzaku Sect has not taken him seriously at all.

Every time I contacted him, I just wanted to remove the "blood" from the Tianxing Martial Mansion he presided over. This time, for An Sheng and for the future development of the entire Tianxing Martial Mansion, he could no longer indulge him.

I had thought that I would have agreed to the Suzaku Sect and the Tianxing Martial Arts Mansion to get some help from the Suzaku Sect to grow stronger and benefit my disciples. Now it seems that this is a pure useless move.

"What did you say?

Tianwukong, don’t forget that you were able to rise back then, thanks to the inheritance obtained from my Suzaku Sect, which is what we have today. Now the Suzaku Sect needs to use your place, but you refuse. Is it because you want to betray the name of the betrayal gate?"

The middle-aged deacon's face darkened, and the temperature between the world around him began to drop. Many people couldn't help but notice a bone-absorbing chill, which made them shudder and felt regretful.

Is this the power of the Suzaku Sect? Just a mere deacon, who has such powerful skills, is really a bit scary.

"I did not betray Zhuque Sect, nor did I forget the kindness of Zhuque Sect. Instead, Zhuque Sect removed me from the beginning and has been using me over the years. This time I will not be used by you again."

The old master of Tianxing Mansion finally made up his mind, bit his teeth slightly, and said in a deep voice.

Over the years, Zhuque Sect has been sucking blood from the Tianxing Martial Palace. He has long been holding back his anger, and now he can't stand it and wants to vent it.

If Ansheng is given to Zhuque Sect and become the nourishment for the old senior, the Tianxing Martial Palace will never rise again, and he will be ashamed of the ancestors of the Tianxing Martial Palace.

Strictly speaking, his feelings for the Tianxing Martial Arts Mansion are deeper than those of the Zhuque Sect.

After all, he has been kicked out by the Suzaku Sect for too long.

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the square suddenly became tense.

Many people couldn't help but feel a little nervous when they looked at the middle-aged deacon. It seems that today's incident is unlikely to be good. Judging from the aura of the middle-aged deacon, it can be clearly seen that he is not a good person to talk to.

Some people with low strength couldn't help but tremble slightly like a rabbit who smelled the storm.

"Haha..." In the silence, the middle-aged deacon finally grinned and chuckled, and the eyes that were originally like stars and slightly warm became much colder. Then he looked at the clouds in the sky, shook his head and sighed: "It seems that the Zhuque Gate has not appeared in front of the world for too long. Others have forgotten that the will of the Zhuque Gate cannot be violated. I am not discussing with you, but ordering you refuse. It's really..." Boom! At the end, his momentum changed suddenly, like a ferocious beast showing its fangs, and hit the chest of the old master of the Tianxing Martial Arts Mansion. The speed was too fast, just like a ten thousandth of lightning. The old master did not even react. He was directly hit by a punch and flew backwards, hitting some buildings not far from the square, smashing the magnificent building to collapse.

The middle-aged deacon then said the last four words with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "I don't know how to live or die..." "Old Mansion Master..." Everyone was shocked, An Sheng couldn't help but change his face quickly, and he made a hoarse voice. He ran over and helped the old mansion master up from the ruins. His voice was filled with anxiety. In the years of Tianxing Martial Arts Mansion, the old mansion master was the most kind to him, just like an old man. When he saw that he was beaten at this moment, he naturally felt both painful and angry.

"hiss!"

At this time, everyone finally realized that some sounds of gasping in the air came one after another.

Many guests looked at each other, and couldn't help but be filled with shock.

Although the old master of Tianxing was old and weak, he was not at the peak, he was still a person who had entered the realm of God. Looking for the realm of God is far from his opponent. At this moment, he was seriously injured and vomited blood by a middle-aged deacon with a palm, and he had no chance to fight back. The strength of the middle-aged deacon can be seen. Many people looked at the slightly light figure of the middle-aged deacon, and couldn't help but feel a strong sense of awe in their hearts.
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