As soon as Lu Heng said these words, everyone was shocked.

A person's name, the shadow of a tree.

The name Motian is so inspiring that no one can remain calm after hearing this name. This name represents too much meaning.

Blood, killing, purgatory, despair.

The ancestor of Motian was extremely powerful, and his evil reputation spread throughout the Tianfeng Continent. Those who heard his name were all frightened and fled away. The previous Demon-Slaying Alliance suffered a huge defeat in Demonic Mountain, which pushed Motian's evil reputation to its peak.

What is the Dao Xuan Sect with a radius of thousands of miles? This is just the other party's self-proclaimed one. Not to mention the radius of thousands of miles, it is the radius of ten thousand. This first sect is also the Demon Temple!

Several people were trembling, their eyes showing great fear, as if they had seen something terrifying, and their hands could not help shaking.

Xu Chong died when he died, but he didn't want to offend anyone, and he actually offended this devil.

"Ancestor, we ants are too blind to recognize Mount Tai. Please forgive us, Ancestor. We will never dare to do this again."

"Yes, my ancestor hides the mountains and seas in his chest. We are just fireflies and maggots, not worthy of our ancestor's action."

"Please, ancestor, have mercy on me!"

The scene was filled with mourning and begging for mercy. At this moment, they had given up the idea of ​​resisting. Begging for mercy had become their only chance to survive.

Among the disciples of Daoxuanzong, the one who was selected to report the news was overjoyed. For him, it was like he had saved his life.

But the remaining people didn't dare to speak.

"Don't alarm the villagers here, and don't tell ordinary people about my identity. Otherwise, I guarantee you won't be able to leave the village, so get out!" Lu Heng said.

The disciple rolled around and hurried back to report the news.

Shi Qian felt warm in her heart. She knew that Lu Heng's words were meant for her, and he was thinking about her. The master at this moment, after breaking through to the Martial Saint Realm, seemed to be more and more flesh and blood.

"Noisy." Lu Heng frowned slightly.

Suddenly, Daoxuanzong's disciples became silent, and even their breathing slowed down.

"Master, should this Xuanzong be destroyed?" Shi Qian asked cautiously from the side.

Lu Heng nodded and said: "Send a message to your senior sister and ask him to wait outside the village. This Lingquan matter must be resolved. Otherwise, your village will be in danger sooner or later."

Shi Qian smiled slightly and nodded quickly.

Lu Heng did it all for her!

Half an hour later, Daoxuan Sect's messenger disciple finally rushed to meet the sect. He ran non-stop, exhausted his spiritual power, and fell in front of the mountain gate.

"Junior brother!"

The disciple guarding the gate noticed him and quickly stopped him.

"Quick, I want to see my master. Senior Brother Xu Chongxu is dead."

The messenger was out of breath, his spiritual power was greatly consumed, and he might faint at any time.

This news was like a bolt from the blue. Xu Chong, as a leader among the three generations of disciples of Daoxuan Sect and the one with the greatest potential to break through and become the King of Wu in the future, was actually killed.

The news quickly reached the ears of the head of Daoxuan Sect.

In the central hall of Daoxuanzong, there is a man with a heroic appearance, wearing a yin-yang sun and moon robe, which is actually a middle-grade spiritual treasure!

The man was nine feet tall and burly, with a long sword on his back, which was very extraordinary.

This person is the leader of Daoxuan Sect, Dao Wuji.

"You said Xu Chong is dead?"

Dao Wuji turned around, his eyes shot out two rays of light.

The disciple who reported the news completely passed out after telling him what had happened.

Daoxuanzong was in mourning, no one made a sound, and the hall was filled with deathly silence, all because of hearing those two words.

Devil!

Everyone felt suffocated.

The demonic sky is pressing on top of his head like a mountain, no one can resist, let alone cannot resist.

"Have the facts been verified?" Dao Wuji asked in a very majestic voice.

"Disciples have been sent to verify it."

The atmosphere in the main hall was a bit solemn. Except for Dao Wuji, no one dared to take a breath.

The people under the sect had offended Mo Tian, ​​but Mo Tian even said that he should go and apologize.

This already involves the interests of the two major sects, and is even a matter of face, but can he not bow his head? Does he dare not to bow his head?

Who doesn't know that Tianfeng Continent has a martial saint who can't be dealt with even by the eight sects of Tianfeng Continent together? What can he do with Dao Wuji?

Kneel down? Kneel down and beg for mercy?

Lose your dignity and then be killed by the devil!

These bastards couldn't mess with anyone, but they messed with this evil star!

Damn it!

It's too late for Dao Wuji to regret now. Xu Chong is usually domineering in the sect. He doesn't know how to restrain himself when he goes out. He deserves to die. But this guy wants to bring trouble to the sect. It's really not a pity to die!

"Report!"

A disciple rushed into the hall.

Dao Wuji waved his hand and shouted: "Speak."

"There is indeed a male and a female martial artist in Ganquan Village. It was the woman who was afraid of Senior Brother Xu, but the ancestor of Motian is rumored to be an old man over three hundred years old. The male martial artist is still very young and should not be Motian.

That devil."

"Oh?" Dao Wuji revealed a strange color.

Motian is indeed an old man. Although he is one of the few masters of the Martial King Ninth Level in the mainland, he is still quite old.

In Ganquan Village, the woman was right. After all, demons are naturally promiscuous and like to be close to women. This is something everyone knows.

All the disciples he accepted were female disciples.

But someone so young is definitely not Motian.

"It's interesting. These days, there are still people who dare to pretend to be the devil Mo Tian and dare to ask me to go see him. They really don't know how to live or die." Dao Wuji sneered.

Dao Wuji concluded that those people were just using the name of the Demon Temple to show their prestige. This was not the first time he had seen this kind of thing.

The Demon Temple has a great reputation, and it is common for some evil sects to use its reputation as a swindle.

However, the opponent could easily kill a Martial Lord Realm master. Maybe that woman was a hidden Martial King Realm master.

This matter must be dealt with personally.

"Send an order to summon Daoxuan Sect disciples and follow me to Ganquan Village to avenge Chong'er!"

Dao Wuji raised his arms and shouted.

The people at the scene looked awe-inspiring, did Master actually want to fight to the death with that devil?

"Disciples, please don't mess up. That person is just pretending to be the devil. I just sent a message to the disciples that the person who claims to be the devil is a young man. This person is definitely not the devil."

The effect of Dao Wuji's rhetoric was obvious.

"Moreover, Ganquan Village is of great importance and is the top priority of our sect. This Ganquan Village must belong to our Dao Xuan Sect!" Dao Wuji said.

At this time, the solemn atmosphere below the main hall had eased somewhat.

"Capture Ganquan Village! This will be a big step for our sect's progress. Furthermore, our sect's disciples will be treated equally, and those who are humiliated by outsiders will be destroyed. Our sect's disciples must fight hard and fight to the death! Disciples, listen to your orders!"

"The disciple is here!"
Chapter completed!