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Text Chapter 193: Please pray that I will have no regrets!

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    Following Jiang An's instructions, Qiong Chigui did not make it too difficult for the Netherworld Sect disciples who were fighting against him.  So after Yu Jun fell from the sky and Nie Honghui and others in front of the mountain gate were collectively petrified, it did not add insult to injury. It just hovered quietly over the mountain road, resolutely performing the task of containing and cutting off the enemy.  "Coughcough" Yu Jun's chest was left with a dented fist mark, his body was bent, and he was swallowing large mouthfuls of bright red blood.  Nie Honghui's face was as heavy as water, and he carefully laid Yu Jun's body down, and asked in a deep voice: "Who is it? Is it really the Jiuyoumen disciple just now?" "Yesyes" "Impossible! That boy is very tender-faced.  , It looks like he will definitely not be more than sixteen years old!" "Senior Brother Yu has just been promoted to the intermediate level of the Demonic Realm. He can't win with such strength. Could it be that this kid has been tempering since he was born?" "Look carefully at Senior Brother Yu?  The injury." The girl with pigtails suddenly pointed at the fist mark on Yu Jun's chest and said, "The opponent is taking a fierce and domineering approach, and his fist power alone can cause astonishing destructive power like a powerful swing of a steel sledgehammer.  , Such an opponent is really terrifying!¡± ¡°It¡¯s unimaginable! Although Senior Brother Yu¡¯s Thousand Birds Yin Sha Jue is not good at strength, it will not be so severely damaged!¡± Before Yu Jun finished speaking, the other Nether Sect disciples  It was like a pot exploding, and everyone was shouting.  "Shut up! Listen to what he has to say!" Nie Honghui waved his hand to stop other people's discussions, casually crushed a few spiritual stones, and poured the spiritual energy in them into the wound on Yu Jun's chest.  He continued to ask, "The middle or late stage of the Demonic Realm?" "Nonot sure" Yu Jun spat out a large mouthful of blood, took a deep breath, and answered with difficulty.  "Hehe onlyonly threw one punch" "One punch?" Nie Honghui said with an moved face, "Just one punchIs it possible that there are still strong people in the Demon Blood Realm who are less than twenty years old in this world!" "Junior Brother Gong  What? Hehe wouldn't have" "Nohe punched the opponentbroken his right hand, the injury was not too serious" Yu Jun gasped.  "Can Gong Yang be hurt by just the force of the counterattack?" Nie Honghui's eyes widened and he murmured to himself in a sleepy voice, "How does it compare with the firebird just now? Who is more injurious?" "I  I don¡¯t know" Yu Jun shook his head with difficulty, his eyes full of unwillingness, "Senior Brother Nie we have we become frogs in the well Jiuyoumen Jiuyoumen I I" "Don't say it's you, I  I just heard his name!" Nie Honghui sighed and took back his hand on Yu Jun's chest.  "We have trained two such young strong men at the same time. If we can survive this crisis, the Demon Sect will have a little more hope of revival in the future What a pity" "Brother, do we still want to catch up?"  The girl with sky-high pigtails blinked her big eyes and asked Nie Honghui.  "That's all, at this moment. I suddenly hope that the ancestor can come to the rescue." He shook his head.  "Ah? Why?" "The Taoist sect is powerful, and demon seeds are rare!" Looking up at the misty peak that towered into the clouds, Nie Honghui remained silent for a long time.  ¡°Who is here and why are you breaking into the mountain?¡± the disciple guarding the inner gate shouted sharply.  "Boom!" Jiang An Wuxin explained, he rushed to the door like lightning and smashed open the tall and heavy bronze door with one punch without stopping for a step.  "Wow. Someone broke into the mountain!" The two disciples guarding the gate looked at each other in shock and shouted loudly.  Entering the door is a long inner courtyard corridor, and the young man walks straight in.  He strode quickly and rushed to the end of the corridor in the blink of an eye.  "What a good boy, how dare you break into the mountain gate of our Netherworld Sect alone!" Who would have expected that he had just walked out of the corridor.  Four or five guarding disciples armed with swords came out one after another and killed them.  "Clang, clang, clang, clang!" Jiang An's punch was like the wind, fierce and unrivaled.  Each punch hit the blades of the guarding disciples impartially, making a series of harsh and heart-wrenching iron sounds!  "It's amazing! The dragon-marked sword has been bent. It's about to trigger the magic circle. We can't handle this kid!" He repels the disciples guarding the courtyard, passes through the hall, and breaks through several groups of young disciples.  During the siege, he didn't know where the Nether Ancestor was, so he went to the tallest and largest ancient palace in sight based on his feeling.  The ancestor had a casual temperament and rarely interfered with the various secular affairs of the sect. As a result, there were many hills in the sect. The elders of each hall and the heads of each courtyard were not convinced by each other, and the management was extremely chaotic. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? If Chongqiu Huang and Jiang An were ten times more powerful, they wouldn¡¯t be able to break into the inner gate of the Netherworld Sect one after another and go on a rampage, as if there was no one around. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?Not as good as his third senior brother, he could meet the ancestors who came out to relax whenever he wandered around. In front of the Demon Refining Hall, he met Zuo Mingyang, the elder of the inner sect who was as fierce as fire!  "Another intruder comes? Do you really think that our Netherworld Sect has no one?" Zuo Mingyang, who is in the early stage of Demonic Body Realm, is short and fat, wearing a black robe, and his eyes, ears, mouth and nose are all crowded towards the fat-faced Zhongy¨¡ng.  It should make people laugh, but his half-squinted eyes were shining, and there was a faint hint of killing and killing cruelty, but there was absolutely no sense of humor.  But at this moment, Jiang An's eyes were already red with anger. He didn't say anything. He spread his left hand flat into a palm and clenched his right hand into a fist. One soft and one strong, one yin and one yang, he charged forward towards Zuo Yang who was blocking him.  bright.  "Okay! So courageous!" Zuo Yangming has a strong temperament. What he admires most in his life is a simple and direct brave man who speaks with his fists, so he did not evade. He also used his left palm and right fist to meet the boy's strong attack head-on!  "Bang!" The collision between the two sides stirred up a huge wave of air. A howling wind blew the doors and windows of the palaces on all sides, making the eaves fly and tiles fall!  "Hey, what a strong punch, what a gentle palm! I think it's not easy for you to practice. Why do you come to Netherworld Sect?" Zuo Mingyang's breath was steady, neither rough nor panting.  "II" The thin black boy took more than ten steps back before he could relieve the overwhelming power from the opponent's fist. Before he could finish his sentence, he spat out a large mouthful of blood.  "I am the general of the Jiuyou Sect I have something to ask of my ancestor" However, the young man was extremely stubborn, so he forcibly calmed down the injuries in his organs, took a deep breath, and explained his purpose.  "Also from the Nine Nether Sect? Well, the same youth, the same superb cultivation! Not satisfied with this, but also to forcefully conquer the gods and banished immortals It's really hard to understand!" Zuo Mingyang's small eyes flashed  A hint of surprise, "Wait a minute Jiang An! I remembered, I saw you at my ancestor's birthday banquet!" "I'll tell you frankly, this time your Jiu You Sect has forged an unprovoked enmity with the Dao Sect.  It¡¯s not that our Netherworld Sect doesn¡¯t care about the friendship between fellow Demon Sect members, it¡¯s just¡± ¡°Senior, I didn¡¯t come here because of the attack on our sect. Listen to me, in the Yuqing Mountain thousands of miles away¡±  Before Zuo Yangming could finish his excuse, Jiang An quickly took the opportunity to briefly describe to him the affairs of the Hehuan Sect's Evil Ghost Sect.  "Oh? Really?" Zuo Yangming couldn't help but interrupt the young man in a deep voice after hearing it halfway.  "It's absolutely true! Senior Bai Junjian from White Bone Cave has been fighting hard for several hours, but the evil spirits are coming out more and more, and their strength is getting stronger. The situation is critical!" "Okay! Follow me quickly.  See the ancestor and explain the matter to him. I believe he will make his own decision! " "No, there is no time!" Jiang An shook his head and said, "Since the senior already knows about this, the junior's reporting task is completed!  The sect is in trouble, I must return immediately!" "What? What else is going on, senior?" "Young man, please listen to my heartfelt words. This time the ten sects of the Taoist sect are under siege.  The odds are stacked against you. Even if you return immediately, what can you change if you are not in the Demon Blood Realm?" Zuo Mingyang narrowed his eyes slightly and advised earnestly, "Why don't you join our Netherworld Sect?  With his cultivation and qualifications, maybe within a hundred years he can be promoted to the Demonic Body Realm and become a real person that everyone respects. Wouldn't it be great? " "Thank you, senior, for your kindness!" The young man declined Zuo Mingyang's proposal without hesitation, shaking his head.  How can a person who is timid and betrays his faith be qualified to aspire to the great road? " "The road of cultivation is like sailing against the current. The three tribulations of thunder, fire and wind are a test, so why not the disaster of this sect?  I have no regrets!¡± ps: I have failed to live up to my unpretentious brother¡¯s high expectations. The ending of this paragraph is not easy to write.
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