Poor monk is awesome

Chapter 127 Competitive coercion
The two Nascent Soul female cultivators in red palace attire saw the old man of the Huang family walking all the way from the square under the palace sincerely, and then came up from the stairs step by step. There were smiles on all the faces, and they bowed their hands to the old man of the Huang family and said respectfully:

"Master Hou and the seniors knew that Senior Huang was coming, so they specially ordered the two of us to wait outside the door."

Speaking of which, the two Nascent Soul female cultivators pushed open the palace door for them.

In the main hall, the deepest part of the main hall is also the highest place, a blood-haired red-clothed, handsome young man is sitting on a bed made of top-quality spirit stones, and beside him are four women in red palace clothes. He was rubbing his shoulders and back for him, and under the young man's feet was a long sword that was broken in two.

The young man half-closed his eyes to enjoy, and the pupils revealed were blood-red, which added a bit of strangeness to his appearance.

And under the main hall, there are fixed eight long table seats that are also made of top-grade red spirit stones.

There were four on the left and four on the left. The four on the left were two old men and two middle-aged men, all talking and laughing with each other. One of the old men had a cold and hoarse voice, and laughed loudly from time to time.

The four people sitting on the right are all old men with white hair and childlike faces, with solemn faces and no smiles.

Behind the eight people stood one or two young people who looked like disciples, there were men and women.

There is a group of people kneeling in the center of the hall. They are all wearing black clothes. The leader is an old man. Behind the old man are a middle-aged man and a woman. The woman is holding a baby in her hand. Then came a group of shivering men, women and children with their heads down.

The door of the main hall was pushed open, and the red-haired young man on the long couch had a flash of light in his eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he raised his hand slightly, and the four women in red palace clothes respectfully got up from the couch, and stood separately. on both sides.

In the main hall, whether it was the four talking and laughing or the other four with serious faces, the eight people including their disciples all looked at the palace gate in unison.

The two women in red palace attire pushed open the hall door and bowed towards the inside of the hall. The old man of the Huang family walked into the hall with a calm expression, glanced at the group of people kneeling on the ground, and took them back.

Jiu Jie, Shao Yingjie, Hu Banshan and Huang Tianci, who were following the old man of the Huang family, felt several powerful pressures aimed at them at the same time as soon as they entered.

Jiujie sensed that these pressures were released by two middle-aged people among the eight seats in the palace. Behind the two middle-aged people stood a resolute-faced young man in gray clothes and a man in white. A young man with a feminine face.

The coercion of these two middle-aged men was strong, and the superposition of the two coercions made Jiu Jie, who had been able to safely withstand the coercion of Mr. Huang, feel a little uncomfortable.

With a movement in his heart, Jiu Jie started to activate the system-simulated righteousness of heaven and earth that he had just obtained, and the mighty righteousness emerged from himself, and Jiu Jie suddenly felt light all over.

But Shao Yingjie, Hu Banshan and Huang Tianci in the back were in a terrible situation. Their knees were bent by this mixed pressure, and they almost knelt down.

Shao Yingjie gritted his teeth and took out an old paper umbrella from the storage ring. After struggling to open it, a mysterious force suddenly emerged from the umbrella, offsetting all the pressure on Shao Yingjie.

Hu Banshan and Huang Tianci were already sweating profusely in an instant, and their faces were pale.

A strange force erupted from Hu Banshan's small body, which kept him from kneeling under the coercion despite his low cultivation.

Don't kneel, even if you are crushed to death, I, Hu Banshan, only kneel to my parents!

Hu Banshan gritted his teeth, trembling all over, clenched his fists tightly.

Although Huang Tianci's cultivation level is higher than that of Hu Banshan, he also couldn't bear it. His knees almost touched the ground under the sudden coercion, and he gritted his teeth and stood up again. With a strong will, his eyes swept fiercely at the people in the palace.

A hand was suddenly placed on Huang Tianci's shoulder, Jiu Jie turned his head to look at him, an inexplicable force helped him resist the coercion, Huang Tianci suddenly felt light all over.

And Hu Banshan was also handed a torn paper umbrella over his head to help him relieve the pressure on him. Hu Banshan turned his head to look at Shao Yingjie with a relaxed face, with a look of admiration on his small face.

The above situation is a lot to say, but in fact it only happens in a few breaths.

After the old man of the Huang family who was walking in front felt the malicious coercion, the coercion spread on his body and pushed back the two coercion.

The coercive and relentless pursuer of the old man of the Huang family pressed back, and at the same time looked at the two middle-aged men on the left side of the hall with cold eyes, and said coldly:
"Changsheng, Yinluo, are you two provoking me?"

"Hehe, I just want to have a joke with a few juniors." Yinluo Sanren sneered, and Changsheng Daoist on the side also nodded with a smile.

"Just kidding, okay, the old man is here to joke with you too." The old man of the Huang family looked at the two of them, and the coercion on his body completely exploded, and he aimed at Changsheng Daoist, Yin Luo Sanren and the disciples behind them .

The expressions on the faces of Changsheng Daoist and Yin Luosanren changed slightly, and today's provocation was following Lord Hou's will.

If they met the old man of the Huang family alone at ordinary times, they would never dare to be so presumptuous, because in terms of cultivation, the old man of the Huang family had stepped into the realm of the Great Consummation Thousand Years ago, and the two of them have only just entered the realm of the cave. After a hundred years, even the realm of Dongxu's early stage has not been consolidated, so how can he be the opponent of Mr. Huang.

Although the two were frightened, they were not too frightened at this time. After all, this was not the outside, but the palace of Lord Marquis.

The two worked together to release coercion to resist Mr. Huang's coercion, but found that they couldn't stop it at all. The coercion of the two was instantly dissipated by Mr. Huang's majestic and turbulent coercion like the sea, and they were still bullying Jiujie just now. Immortal Changsheng and Yin Luo Sanren of the four also tasted the feeling of coercion in an instant.

The performance of the resolute-faced young man behind Changsheng Daoist and the soft-faced young man behind Yin Luo Sanren under pressure was even worse than that of Hu Banshan.

Perhaps it was because the coercion of Mr. Huang was too strong. The two youths did not even hold on for a breath, and they both fell to their knees under the pressure. With a mouthful of blood, he suffered internal injuries under coercion.

And the young man with a soft face also knelt on the ground, he swallowed the blood welling up in his throat, and looked at Mr. Huang fiercely.

Looking at this scene, Jiu Jie suddenly understood in his heart that it turned out that Mr. Huang had never released all his coercion at the Hundred Ghosts Inn.

And the red-haired young man on the couch at the top of the hall was watching this scene with great interest.

Seeing that the young man had no intention of stopping, the six elders on the other six seats did not intend to make a move either.

Immortal Changsheng and Yin Luo Sanren had ugly faces. They thought that even if Lord Hou didn't make a move, the other six would.

Seeing that their disciples had been seriously injured, the two looked at each other and said to the old man of the Huang family one after another:

"Senior Huang, stop, we know we were wrong."

(End of this chapter)