Faced with the fierce oppression of Jue Wuxiang, one of the few elders left in the Chongshan Sect, an elder named Lu Baoqing clasped his fists and said:

"Just just now, my disciple was impulsive. Now the leader is dead under your sword. We are willing to retreat. Why should you kill me and fight with us for both losses?"

They don't want to fight anymore.

This battle is a bit inexplicable, and it is entirely supported by the head's personal prestige.

But now that the head of the sect is dead, there is no need for them to fight.

If these people were lost here again, the Chongshan Sect would probably lose the names of the three major sects of Fufeng Mansion from now on.

"If you say you don't fight, you won't fight. Who are you?"

Jue Wuxiang but refused to let them go.

Although he was not in his prime, he was quite confident in dealing with several innate warriors.

"Enough, let them go."

Suddenly, someone spoke, but it was Jiang Shang who had been watching coldly.

"Little Master?"

If it was someone else's speech, it would be considered as farts, but Jiang Shang's speech could not stop listening.

Jue Wuxiang approached Jiang Shang and whispered:

"Little Master, we have made great enemies with them. If we don't take advantage of the weeds to get rid of the roots today, there will be troubles in the future."

Jiang Shang also whispered: "Their sword formation is powerful, you are injured again. At this moment, Godfather is fighting against a strong enemy, and you can't be injured anymore.

Let them go back first. If they can win this battle, they can still move out of the mountain gate. Are you afraid that there will be no chance to eradicate the roots in the future?”

Jue Wuxiang's eyes moved, he nodded, and then he looked at the Chongshan Sect and said:

"For the sake of the little master, you guys get out!"

When the Chongshan Sect heard this, they did not say anything about thanking him for not killing him, but just bowed to Jiang Shang speechlessly.

Then they carried the corpse of the head and the unconscious hostages on their backs and left silently.

As for the three elders who were broken on the ground, they were powerless and had to go back and set up a tomb.

And it’s better not to watch the battles of the innate masters.

After all, no matter who wins, it is not good news for them.

Although the man in the black robe came with them, it was the relationship between the head and was also mysterious along the way.

They had never dared to ask in detail due to the head of the sect before.

Now it seems that the leader of the sect suddenly had a whim and said that he would take action against Hongye Fang Market and avenge his defeat ten years ago, which was also unrelated to this man in black robe.

Although the man in black robe is a great master innately, what does it have to do with them?

Although their Chongshan School has a little reputation, it is still too weak in front of the innate masters. Even if it is barely related to it, it will do more harm than good.

Their mountain-worshiping faction has not yet reached the end of their lives.

It is important for people to have self-knowledge.

Without the means to check and balance others, introducing a big tiger will only swallow yourself.

A word from others may cause the Chongshan School to fall apart, change its course, and lose a hundred years of inheritance.

Of course, not everyone in Chongshan School understands this principle, but it only takes the living elders to understand it.

As elders, they are not only in power and show off their power, but also in charge of teaching their disciples.

After they explained, the other disciples suddenly appeared and walked towards the mountain gate without looking back.

But my mood was a little heavier.

...

After the Chongshan Sect left, the snow on the ground had already reached an inch deep.

Jiang Shangzheng was talking to Jue Wuxiang beside him when he heard a clear voice ringing in his ears.

"It's not bad, you don't kill me indiscriminately because of my personal joys and anger. You're kind-hearted and not pedantic. It seems that you have been well trained here in Yuan Buwei these days."

Jiang Shang turned around and looked at him when he heard the sound.

I saw a young man wearing a long blue gown with a handsome and handsome face, with a sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, standing with a smile on his face.

He held a folding fan in his hand, with a chic and elegant temperament, and a warm mouth, which made people feel unconsciously favorable.

In terms of temperament and appearance, this man can be called the best he has seen.

No wonder Yuan Gandad lost to him back then.

This face is so bad.

Jiang Shang's thought flashed through his mind, and then cold sweat broke out.

Jiang Huaijin!

Loyal and brave uncle!

The original father!

Why did he come?

Before Jiang Shang could think of how to face him, Jue Wuxiang, who was beside him, exploded first.

He almost couldn't protect his little master just now and had to bother him to take action, which made him lose a lot of points.

Now another unknown guy has emerged.

The key is that the person is so handsome.

Jue Wuxiang is not a handsome guy, he just hates someone who is more handsome than himself.

So when he saw this guy talking as if no one else was around, his smile was gentle, and his ignorance and karma surged upwards.

"Who are you?!"

Jue Wuxiang knew that this person could hide his perception and appear here silently, and was definitely not a simple person.

But his crazy sword is not an ordinary person.

He put his hand on it and wanted to pinch his shoulder and suppress it.

Jiang Huaijin didn't even look at Jue Wuxiang. He just knocked on his shoulder with a folding fan, as if he was a little sore, and he smiled:

"If I talk to my son, don't eavesdrop."

His voice was gentle, just like gossip between friends.

But to Jue Wuxiang, it sounds like thunder explodes, and his hands are stretched out to stand on the spot.

It was obvious that they were only less than half a meter away, but in his eyes, they seemed to be the ends of the world and out of reach.

Jue Wuxiang knew that his sword intention was suppressed in all directions, which made him feel like time and space disorder.

He bit the tip of his tongue secretly, his divine intention was like a knife, breaking the hallucination and shouting loudly.

"break!"

Finally he woke up from his hallucination, but the two strokes that Jiang Huaijin gently tapped his shoulder with a folding fan, and the energy directly turned into two heavy hammers and hit his chest hard.

"puff!"

Jue Wuxiang was hit hard, and he flew backwards without any resistance, smashing the roof directly and breaking a big hole.

Jue Wuxiang got up from the pit on the ground, and his muscles were moaning and wailing at him.

He covered his chest and looked at the big hole in his head, as if he saw the gentle man, and said with a hint of fear:

"Another innate master!"

"They are targeting the master!"

If you want to deal with a Red Leaf Market, you can use a innate master and still have room for imagination.

But two appear at the same time, so the Hongye Market will be irrelevant.

Their only target is his master - Yuan Buwei!

Jue Wuxiang, who should have rushed out as soon as possible, hesitated.

Two innate masters plan to come, can the master win?

Should he run away?

Although the master had saved him from his life back then, he had been a slave and a servant for so many years.

Even if he ran away, he could be called a clear conscience.

But……

Does the master have no backup plan?

Also, in the style of the master, it is unknown whether he has hidden means from the master.

Jue Wuxiang was full of excitement and showed a firm look on his face:

"I have no loyalty to my master, no different intentions!"
Chapter completed!