"Okay, okay, I'll give you an explanation!" Seeing that the old monkey's expression was even more arrogant, Zuo Hongan laughed out of anger, suddenly jumped up, and slapped Zhen Fengliu with his palm.
"Good time!" Zhen Fengliu greeted him with a loud shout, and his palms flew together to form a palm shadow.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and a figure flew out.
However, it was Zhen Fengliu who flew out this time!
Just as soon as they fought, his palms all over the sky turned into nothingness, and Zuo Hongan's palm, full of depression and anger, slapped his chest without hindrance.
Until then, three golden holy beads appeared on Zuo Hongan's forehead, and the golden light was so solid and dazzling.
"Sovereign Master's majesty is unrivaled in the world, overcome the powerful enemy and show off my power to break the moon!" Zuo Hong'an rarely makes a move on weekdays, so many disciples don't know his real cultivation level. Seeing those three dazzling golden holy beads, they are all excited Unceasingly, they raised their arms and cheered.
"What a powerful enemy, even with this level of strength, I dare to come and make trouble with the Moon Sect, and I don't know how to live or die!" Zuo Hongan glanced at Zhen Fengliu who was lying motionless on the ground, and said dismissively.
Although Zhen Fengliu's strength has reached the second rank of Emperor Saint, he is only one level behind him, the third rank of Emperor Saint, but the gap is the gap, such a big gap is not even imaginable by ordinary saints, and he definitely has Proud capital.
"My lord, what should I do with this person?" A disciple asked.
"What to do with it, just drag it out and bury it anywhere." Zuo Hongan said.
He has absolute confidence in his own strength. He is not only the third rank of the Emperor Saint, but also the peak of the third rank of the Emperor Saint. He is only one step away from being promoted to the fourth rank. Moreover, he can have such strength entirely by his hard work. Practice is completely different from Lu Xiuwen and others. Except for Su Liangyong, none of the other major sects at the same level can match him, even the Holy Sect is no exception.
The palm just now was filled with anger and brought his strength to the extreme. How could that old monkey still be alive? What are you doing if you don't bury him? Don't you want to do a ritual for him?
"But, we don't know his origin yet." The disciple said worriedly.
The other party is a powerhouse of the second rank of Emperor Saint, so if he died at the hands of the suzerain, God knows what kind of trouble it will cause? But he still doesn't know the origin of the other party, and he doesn't know how to guard against it.
"How can there be such a wretched person in the orthodox sect? Most of them are casual cultivators. If they die, they will die. Don't worry about it." Zuo Hongan said disapprovingly.
?The major sects choose their disciples, although aptitude is the main factor, but they also have to look at their looks and appearance, at least they have to be able to see the past, and they can't be taken out to embarrass the sect. With the appearance and taste of this old monkey, how could he be born in a serious sect?
"Sovereign Lord is right, but any normal sect would choose this kind of person as a disciple, almost blind." Hearing what the Sovereign Lord said, the disciple felt relieved and walked towards Zhen Fengliu who was lying on the ground .
After Zuo Hongan finished speaking, he no longer cared about Zhen Fengliu, but walked quickly to He Yandao. Among the next generation of disciples of the Broken Moon Sect, all the elite geniuses were wiped out. If something went wrong with the elder, he would not know what to do.
"Ah, you" As soon as he came to He Yandao, he heard the exclamation of the disciple behind him. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com