Luo Tianpeng looked at the seriously injured figure opposite him.

He was an old man, he looked thin and withered, his cheeks were sunken, and his long beard and long hair seemed like a burden.

Luo Tianpeng looked at the vast blessed land and the endless Great Sect, and said calmly: "Why do the elders of the clan have to stir up the troubled waters? You have already had great success when you were young."

"It's time to give way."

"Even my sworn brother has moved out of the way, so why are you blocking me?"

“It’s a waste of the great teaching’s heritage.”

Luo Tianpeng's eyes flashed with sadness.

Many people died, all young people, the mainstay of the great religion.

Every death is heartbreaking, and there are many great saints among them. On average, five saints may not be able to produce a great saint, and they are still so young.

The old man from the Qian tribe bandaged the shocking wound on his shoulder that extended to his navel.

His face was pale, but his eyes did not waver at all and he said: "In this case, you shouldn't take action. Since you are heartbroken about the great sect's heritage, it is better not to offend the river and return to your northern land to be the king of heaven, instead of overwhelming the country with powerful troops.

Force, coercion and coercion.”

Luo Tianpeng looked at the elder of the Qian clan calmly: "Is it my fault?"

"There are many things in this world that I can share with others, but only tools and names cannot be faked by others."

"For this, even if you make sacrifices, it is worth it."

"Old Qian clan."

"Down!"

"You have no chance of winning."

Luo Tianpeng looked condescendingly at the elder of the Qian clan as if he was sure of victory.

The four hall masters, five masters, and 12 deputies he brought with him were enough to compete with the elders of the Qian clan. In addition, Gusu Cuiguang and other seven members from the leader faction, after stabilizing the wallflowers and wavers, he could fully rely on his strength

The crushing force completely eliminated the stubborn forces.

Without Clan Elder Qian, the Clan Elders Association will exist in name only from now on.

After he rectifies the sect and defeats the old king, the great sect will be completely under his control.

In his opinion, Luo Tianfeng was brave and resourceful but lacked generosity and tolerance. He was a headstrong man who would eventually end up like this. He just promoted it in advance.

The elder of the Qian clan sneered: "You are not as good as Luo Tianfeng."

The implication is that even if all the agencies are exhausted, Luo Tianpeng does not have the strength of Luo Tianfeng.

Who is Luo Tianfeng, the leader of the great religion?

When Luo Tianfeng was alive, both the northern and southern realms were taught obediently by his mace, and even the foreign races around him shunned him. Not everyone could achieve this level of strength, and not everyone could become the leader recognized by everyone.

Luo Tianpeng, who was holding the knife, was furious.

Originally planning to persuade him to surrender, he stopped holding back.

Take action faster.

Also more ruthless.

"die!"

The sword in the sky cuts through ancient and modern times like the moon.

It also left the old man of the Qian clan who was barely holding on, with his body and head in a different place.

The elder of the Qian clan did not expect that he would be defeated so completely and so quickly.

He underestimated Luo Tianpeng's determination.

Now it is too late to bring in the Old Heavenly King for balance. However, he did not sit still and wait for death. Instead, he escaped into the void and wanted to escape to the Southland.

He is no match for Luo Tianpeng, not to mention that there is a top sage who can help Luo Tianpeng. Now he can only seek help from the old king.

Just when he was about to escape, a blue-black shadow covered the sky.

"who?!"

The violent shouting was like thousands of thunders gathering together and exploding.

Not only that.

A shocking light of the supreme divine sword is already close at hand.

It engulfs people in an instant.

Keng!

The tall figure of Heng Bing in front of him suddenly hit the edge of the great boundary behind him.

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

The pole weapon in his hand was cut with a shocking crack.

Tu Shanjun, who was in the soul flag, was also severely injured.

With this slash, even the peerless holy weapon's soul flag was almost split into two halves.

Tushanjun inside the banner vomited out blood, and the black-red blood turned into evil energy. His immortal eyes stared at the person who opened the magic sword, full of solemnity: "Is this the top great sage?"
Chapter completed!