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Chapter 312: A Sword Piercing the Tongue(2/2)

So, he once again rode the golden dragon and flew down the mountain. For a moment, all the ferocious beasts on the Tongtian Road surrendered to the power of the dragon!

Jun Dongyao went down in person, and Wei Sheng Tianlan and Huangfu Fengyun finally came up.

Along the way, they seemed to have gone down to Tongtian Road, and the two disciples they brought up should be Xi Menglin and Bai Taijun.

The two of them will definitely not be able to participate in the realm battle, but now it is not a problem to follow their elders.

Li Tianming took a look and found that Xi Menglin was injured by him, but Bai Taijun's condition looked miserable. He didn't know who did it.

"Destiny!"

As soon as they came up, Ye Shaoqing immediately came to him.

"Are you hurt?" he asked with concern.

"No." As soon as Li Tianming spoke, blood started to flow from his mouth.

"Let me take a look." Ye Shaoqing stretched out his fingers and saw a bloody hole on his tongue at a glance.

This was obviously not done by Sikong Tianchen, because Ye Shaoqing had already heard that Li Tianming defeated Sikong Tianchen.

"Which shameless person did this?" Ye Shaoqing frowned and asked loudly.

While speaking, he glanced at the people from the Yunxiao Sword Sect. It was obvious that this was an injury caused by sword energy.

"Master, he is so shameless, why bother to identify him again," Li Tianming said.

When he was talking, the person he was looking at was Sikong Jiansheng.

"It's so ridiculous, so embarrassing! The dignified Sect Master Sikong, his grandson was defeated, and he actually took action against his junior. It's really laughable!"

"I dare to ask, what kind of sword intent does the Yunxiao Sword Sect cultivate, using a big sword to bully a small one?"

Ye Shaoqing looked at Sikong Jiansheng with burning eyes.

"It's an insult to one's status." When Wei Sheng Tianlan saw this scene, his eyes were filled with contempt.

"Who do you think you are, qualified to talk to me here?"

"A sect without a sect leader, a bunch of wild dogs, and no one to talk to, who can be ridiculous?"

Sikong Jiansheng was quite thick-skinned and smiled, causing the clan elders behind him to burst into laughter.

"The leader of a dignified sect got angry out of shame and attacked his junior disciples in order to relieve the hatred of having no successors. Such a lowly sect leader will only bring down the sect's level. What's the use of coming?"

Ye Shaoqing laughed along with him.

This made Sikong Jiansheng's face darken and his smile completely froze.

All the members of the Yunxiao Sword Sect suddenly stood up. Looking at their posture, it looked like they were about to start a fight on the spot.

"Shut up, everyone!"

When the situation was tense, Jun Dongyao shouted loudly and finally took control of the situation.

"Since everyone is here, don't waste time. According to the regulations, the realm battle will be held tomorrow at the Holy Heaven Battlefield of our Holy Heaven Mansion. The selected disciples will just go to the Holy Heaven Battlefield!"

"If there is any grudge, the battle in the realm will be resolved!"

Jun Dongyao announced loudly.

He waved his sleeves, turned around and left.
Chapter completed!
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