Immortal Emperor: Reborn in the Mixed City

Compared with the psychological pain, a rule of powerlessness is more terrifying and more dehumanizing.

Just like a strange country, in this country, the persecution of women is regarded as the infidelity of women themselves, and the persecutors will not receive the slightest punishment.

What is most incomprehensible and even heartache is that women don’t even know to resist, and instead marry the man at the request of their families.

What a ridiculous thing, what a sad thing, what a terrible thing this is.

Rules can lift you to the sky, or drop you into hell!

Seeing Li Xingye's angry face, the white-haired old man showed slight dissatisfaction.

"Why, are you angry?"

Li Xingye didn't have the slightest fear. He looked at the white-haired old man and said, "Yes, I'm just getting angry. You treat human lives as grass, you are the devil!"

The white-haired old man didn't get angry because of this, but smiled: "Devil, this analogy is not indispensable. We are the devil in the eyes of weak people. Is the devil bad?"

Li Xingye couldn't answer, because he had never seen such a brazen person, not ashamed but proud, he couldn't answer the conversation.

The white-haired old man looked at the other young girls, his eyes softened, this was his hope.

If one or two Yang Dan powerhouses were cultivated in the future, it would not be impossible to compete for the master.

Therefore, today, he must take away these seedlings!

"After talking so much, wasting so much time, I am also annoyed, you can go with me."

The white-haired old man said to a kind of disciple, with unquestionable commands in his tone.

The faces of everyone were shocked, this was to take them away, they didn't want to go, they didn't want to leave here.

"No, I won't go!"

"I'm not leaving either!"

"I don't want to go, I just want to stay here!"

"My family is in this place, I don't want to go, I won't go with you bad guys!"

...

All the disciples were in high spirits, all opposed to leaving, it was impossible to leave with the white-haired old man.

This made the white-haired old man look slightly angry, and crossed these little boys to give them a better future, but he didn't appreciate it.

He glanced at the emptiness and said lightly: "Stun, take it away!"

The simple, very simple and violent method is unthinkable. Such a respectable white-haired old man would let him use this method.

The purpose of the white-haired old man is very simple. It is to make this group of disciples understand that everything is futile in front of the strong.

Zi Xu walked towards Li Xingye and the others, shrouded in spiritual power in his hand, directly drifting towards everyone.

I couldn't resist at all, I just felt dizzy and all the disciples fell.

Then a universe bag floated from the cuffs of Hou Zixu, and all these disciples were packed into it.

Really stunned, put it in a sack, and take it away!

This is almost like a robber's behavior, but it did not make the white-haired old man think it was wrong, just take it away.

The white-haired old man glanced at the sky and said lightly: "Go back."

A crowd of people walked towards the way they came, unhappy, but very elegant.

But before they took a few steps, they were stopped by someone, and a group of instructors ran over.

A tutor at the head looked at the white-haired old man and the others, with cold eyes and high killing intent.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?!"

The leader shouted, his expression cold.

Zi Xu shook his head and said contemptuously: "Master, someone has come to die."

The white-haired old man didn't take it seriously, and said lightly: "The solution is, we have to hurry."

"Yes!"

Zixu walked towards a kind of mentor, looked at everyone with a pair of eyes, and said coldly: "If you don't want to die, let me go!"

In the face of Zixu's threat, these mentors did not step back and still stood in front of him.

"The disciples in the training ground are gone!"

A tutor glanced at the training ground and said in shock.

"Where have you been?!"

"This group of people must be here to take them away!"

The mentors were even more angry, all looking at Zixu, showing killing intent.

But Zixu said coldly: "This is your own death!"

His figure fluttered and rushed directly towards the mentors. He didn't know when he had an extra knife, a sharp knife.

The sword is fast, has the ability to kill everything, and is a spiritual weapon.

With a single slash, it directly broke the qi of a Taoist powerhouse, leaving a horrified wound on his body, and blood spurted wildly.

More than that, Zixu's sword broke the qi of all the instructors, and all suffered internal injuries.

A group of mentors looked at Zi Xu with amazement, never expected that he would be so strong and so terrifying!

They were the mentors hired by Su Yan, who only taught a disciple, and now they are invaded by the strong, they are no match at all, and they don't want to lose their lives in vain.

"Your excellency, I can't wait!"

A mentor hurriedly said, subdued the language.

"Your Mightiness?!"

A smile appeared on Zi Xu's face, a bit evil.

"It's too late to beg for mercy now!"

Zi Xu set off a violent air wave all over his body, as if there was a dragon's momentum. This air wave was mixed with hurricanes, making the entire training field extremely violent.

And Zixu's knife was already hungry and thirsty at this moment, with a bloodthirsty intent, directly let go, and attacked and killed a kind of teacher.

Ahhhhh! ! !

I only heard the sound of screams resounding through the entire training field, stern and desperate, and trembling in pain.

All the instructors fell in a pool of blood, leaving a horrified wound on their bodies, all done by Zixu's sword.

And the knife shined with a dazzling light at this moment, and the blood on the knife was absorbed by it, making its bloodthirsty energy even more terrifying.

The whole teacher of the same school was slaughtered by Zi Xu, and only the one who saved Jiang Chao was spared. This was so tragic that he was not an opponent at all.

But at this moment, the Murderer Prince Xu didn't have the slightest displeasure, but looked at his treasured sword with excitement.

"Yes, a thousand knives have been cut!"

The white-haired old man nodded, admiring Zi Xu.

Other disciples of the same sect also continued to praise Zixu, which made Zixu even more excited.

"It's just a bunch of ants. If you kill it, you will kill it. Let's go."

The white-haired old man looked at the sky, but the next second, his footsteps stopped, he seemed to have discovered something.

Zixu and the others have floated in the sky, stopped in midair, and looked back at the white-haired old man.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Everyone was puzzled, and the white-haired old man kept urging to leave, but he stayed where he was.

The white-haired old man stroked his white beard, with a wild smile of excitement on his face, obviously out of joy.

"Unexpectedly, this place still hides dragons and crouching tigers, God will help me too!"

The voice of the white-haired old man overwhelmed the Quartet, causing Zixu and the others to slightly change their color, making them even more confused.