Immortal Mortal

Stop. Mo Wuji stopped him at a street on the edge of Wuxing Yucheng Square.

Seeing the other party stop and stare at him, Mo Wuji smiled coldly, Jing Feilan, you can take off the veil on your face, and I'll settle the accounts with you today.

It's you? Jing Feilan obviously recognized Mo Wuji, a flash of astonishment flashed in her eyes, and then she returned to her calm expression again. Although anyone can come to the Five Elements Wasteland now, Mo Wuji does have some skills to be able to get here as a mortal.

Yan'er is already dead, you don't understand if I tell you, now get out of the way. Jing Feilan just said a word, then raised her hand and waved a strong wind.

Mo Wuji didn't even move. He opened his hand, and the gust of wind was directly caught in his palm and dissipated without a trace.

Huh? Jing Feilan gasped in surprise, and immediately knew that Mo Wuji had not only cultivated, but was also an extremely powerful cultivator.

She rolled out a strand of Yuanli again for the second time, and this time she didn't hold back.

A terrifying spatial energy blasted over, and Mo Wuji was startled. With the powerful energy that Jing Feilan rolled out this second time, he was sure that Jing Feilan was at least at the late stage of Zhenhu. .

Boom! Mo Wuji didn't even move, Jing Feilan's Yuan Li was directly sent flying, and the powerful force swept back, directly knocked Jing Feilan into the air, and then hit a stone wall next to her.

Pfft! Jing Feilan spurted a mouthful of blood on the spot and fell to the ground.

Jing Feilan got up slowly in horror, stared at Xing Huang who was standing next to Mo Wuji, and said in a trembling voice for a while, You are asking the third-eyed senior of Qifeng of Tianxue Palace, why did you treat me like this? I, a little casual cultivator, make a move?

Jing Feilan couldn't see the cultivation level of the three-eyed Toutuo, she was sure that the three-eyed Toutuo had at least the perfect strength of the Void God.

A certain is no longer the three-eyed Toutuo of Qifeng of Wentianxue Palace, but the left protector of Tianji Sect. No matter who you are, you should be more polite to the suzerain of my Tianji Sect. Xing Huang snorted, coldly Said.

Jing Feilan's heart was shocked, and then she turned her eyes to Mo Wuji again, You, how could you...

She didn't even dare to ask, how could Mo Wuji, an ordinary mortal without spiritual roots, become the master of Tianji Sect? No, just now Mo Wuji easily caught her first attack, how can a mortal be able to do it?

Murderous intent flashed across Mo Wuji's body, and he said in a cold tone, It's not you asking me now, you're lucky, I'm just going to kill you today, I won't torture you. As for Extreme Sword City, I'll find someone to settle the score .”

Mo Wuji took one hand, and a thunderball was about to hit him.

Wait... Jing Feilan suddenly reached out and pulled the scarf off her face, Mo Wuji looked at Jing Feilan in shock, how could this be a person?

One of Jing Feilan's eyes was gouged out, and a small half of her nose was also cut off. The several criss-crossed horrific marks on her face made people feel extremely horrified at a glance.

That's right, Yan'er was taken away by me. I didn't treat her badly. I even prepared to treat her as my closed disciple and pass on the mantle to others. But I was blind and didn't know the beastly behavior of Extreme Sword City. Extreme Sword City actually Search for all kinds of top-grade spiritual roots within the scope of the five empires, and then send them to Extreme Sword City to pass on the spiritual roots to the direct disciples of the master. I don’t know how many geniuses died in this process of transferring spiritual roots.”

Having said so much in one breath, Jing Feilan's tone calmed down a bit, she took a deep breath, and said again, After I brought Yan'er to Extreme Sword City, I was discovered by the beasts of my boss, they asked I want Yan'er, but of course I don't allow it. I didn't expect them to take Yan'er away by force. When I went to reason, I discovered their animal behavior. I was locked up by my boss and tortured in every possible way...

Mo Wuji frowned immediately, Jing Feilan, since you don't know what the owner of Extreme Sword City is doing, and broke through the matter of the owner, the owner didn't kill you? Are you lying to yourself?

Jing Feilan clenched her fists and said in a hoarse voice, Because I know a great secret, and my boss wanted me to tell it, so I was not killed by them in the first place. During the war outside the territory, I found the right opportunity and escaped. Until now, I didn’t understand why Extreme Sword City wanted me to become one of the three deputy city lords.”

After finishing speaking, Jing Feilan looked at Mo Wuji calmly with one eye, I don't blame you for killing me, because I really look down on mortals, and you were a mortal back then, and I also thought you would affect Yan'er's cultivation. Maybe I read it wrong, you actually became a suzerain. But if you kill me with the reason of Yan'er being killed, I will not be willing. I am not afraid of death, I want revenge. When I kill the extremely sword city Beast, after taking revenge, if you kill me Jing Feilan for any reason, I have no complaints. Also, Yan'er's spiritual root is the young lord of Extreme Sword City, Dong Lun, who wants to poach it away...

Dong Lun was killed by me. Mo Wuji said blankly, the killing intent towards Jing Feilan in his heart had faded.

Perhaps the main reason is that Yan'er is fine, Jing Feilan is not collecting top-quality spiritual root monks for Extreme Sword City, but is also a victim.

The astonishment in Jing Feilan's eyes disappeared for a moment, and then she suddenly said, It turns out that Dong Lun was killed by you.

Dong Lun was killed, and Ji Jiancheng went crazy, looking for the murderer everywhere. Jing Feilan was hiding in the dark, so she naturally knew about it a long time ago.

Let's go, one eye of yours has been gouged out, I hope you won't be blind when you look at people with the other eye. If you had told me well back then, I might not have let Yan'er be your disciple, a man You didn't do this. Don't always think that you are superior, when you think so, you are just an ant in the eyes of others. Mo Wuji waved his hand, really not in the mood to kill such a woman.

Sect Master Mo, if you want to kill the master of Jijian City to avenge Yan'er, I also want to avenge Yan'er, as well as myself and the rest of my disciples. So, please allow me to join Tianji Sect, as long as I kill You can kill or cut as you please. To Mo Wuji's surprise, Jing Feilan didn't leave immediately, but instead asked to join the Tianji Sect.

After these years, Jing Feilan knew very well in her heart that relying on her own strength, if she wanted to take revenge, the chances were too slim. Wanting to use the Zongmen or other families to avenge her is also nonsense. No sect would fight against Extreme Sword City for such an inexplicable person like her.

Mo Wuji asked suspiciously, The rest of your disciples?

Jing Feilan said sharply, That's right, after I found out about the despicable behavior of the owner of Extreme Sword City, they not only locked me up, but also used the spiritual roots of the rest of my disciples to test my soul transformation. It’s just a top-grade spirit root, these beasts…”

When Jing Feilan spoke, the palms of her hands were bloodstained.

The owner of Extreme Sword City really has no humanity, Mo Wuji's eyes are more murderous, In this case, you can go to the Hundred Sects Alliance Conference with me. Of course, the premise is that you dare to go.

Jing Feilan smiled miserably, Is there anything I dare not do now?

...

On the round altar in the middle of Wuxing Yucheng Square, Zhuang Yan always remembered Mo Wuji's words and must find a conspicuous place to sit down. This meeting is related to the future development of Tianji Sect, so we cannot sit in a corner.

The seats in the round altar are arranged in a circle, and in the middle are five or six top sects such as Wentian Xuegong and Dayanzong. The person in charge of the Hundred Sects Alliance is also sitting in the middle.

No matter how ignorant Zhuang Yan is, she also knows that she cannot sit in these seats. Although the Tianji Sect has a Left Protector, it is still a Xuan-level sect in the final analysis.

Apart from these positions, the best position is the first row near the middle. At this moment, the first row was almost full, Zhuang Yan hurried to the few remaining sect cubes and occupied one. Each of these squares has four seats, two at the front and two at the back, representing the location of a sect. Just as Zhuang Yan sat down, the other first row of squares were occupied by other sects.

Get out of the way, sit in the back, I really don't understand the rules. Did you see the sects below the Zhuntian level sitting in this row? A stern voice sounded beside Zhuang Yan.

Zhuang Yan looked up and saw a tall man with dark eyes.

Is there a rule that the first row of the Hundred Sects Alliance Conference this time must be from a heaven-level sect? Although Zhuang Yan was a little apprehensive, she didn't stand up and move out of the way.

Being with Mo Wuji for a long time has made her character a lot stronger. If she had stood up before joining the Tianji Sect, she would have stood up and let her go to the side. In other words, she wouldn't sit in the first row at all.

Why, do you still want me to do it? The murderous look on the man's body became even more fierce. He just asked, and the only one in the first row was Zhuang Yan from the mysterious sect Tianjizong.

What's going on? A responsible monk hurried over.

The man with dark eyes immediately cupped his fists and said, I am Dong Mingzi, a disciple of Wentian Xuegong, and this time I am representing Jijiancheng to attend the Hundred Sects Alliance Conference. This person is just a representative of a mysterious sect, and he actually sat this place.

Dong Mingzi wasted time because he saw Jing Feilan's back at first, but after chasing after him, he couldn't find Jing Feilan.

The monk in charge heard that Dong Mingzi was from Extreme Sword City and was a disciple of Wentianxue Palace, so he said to Zhuang Yan with some embarrassment, Master Zhuang, I am the deacon of this Hundred Sects Alliance Conference, can you please feel wronged? , stand back and sit down.

Zhuang Yan looked back, and the seats behind were basically full. If she retreated, she would have to sit at the end, which was too far from what the head brother ordered. The senior brother in charge finally gave her a task, and she must not miss it.

Hold your fists, this deacon, the seats are all about first come, first served. Since my Tianji sect came first, there is no reason to give up. Zhuang Yan said neither arrogant nor humble.

There was a sound transmission array in the venue of the conference, and now seeing the master of a Xuan-level sect on the round altar of the conference and the Extreme Sword City, who is almost a quasi-celestial sect, vying for seats, all eyes immediately focused on this place.

If you don't get out of the way again, don't blame me for doing it. Seeing Zhuang Yan being so shameless, Dong Mingzi's tone was even more murderous. If this wasn't the meeting place, he would have already made a move.

Dong's scum, if you feel like it, just move it. A voice with the same murderous intent came from behind Dong Mingzi.

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