Immortality in the Great Qian Dynasty

Ning Zhenzhen nodded slightly.

As they were talking, the thirteen people had already reached three feet away, to the edge of the boulder.

They stopped and looked at Mo Youlan and others with burning eyes.

Under the bright sunshine, they seemed to be shining, and their radiance was too dazzling to look directly at. Fifteen beauties gathered together, and their radiance overlapped, making it even more amazing.

The middle-aged man in the lead clasped his fists and said in a deep voice: "But is Sect Master Mo in person?"

"Yes." Ning Zhenzhen nodded: "I wonder who you are...?"

"I am Wu Tong, an elder of Lingxiao Sect." The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "I was ordered to bring them here to apologize."

Ning Zhenzhen nodded slightly: "Since Lingxiao Sect is so sensible, our Yudie Sect will not be aggressive."

Wu Tong forced a smile.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "Well, just destroy their cultivation."

"Destroy their cultivation?"

"That's right."

"...Master Mo, how about being more lenient?" Wu Tong clasped his fists and said: "Destroying martial arts is too severe a punishment. After all, they just talked a little bit, and didn't do anything too extreme."

"How to be lenient?" Ning Zhenzhen said indifferently.

"Three knives and six holes." Wu Tong said in a deep voice: "Keep their cultivation and let them suffer, how about that?"

"Physical pain is too light." Ning Zhenzhen shook her head.

Wu Tong said: "Why must Sect Master Mo be so aggressive and leave no room for them? They just made a small mistake, not a big one, and they can change their minds and make a revolution."

"Small mistake?" Ning Zhenzhen laughed and shook her head and said: "If Elder Wu's daughter was bullied like this, would you be so forgiving? Do you also think that they are just small mistakes, small mistakes that are not worth mentioning?"

"Not worth mentioning." Wu Tong said: "But I think three knives and six holes are enough."

"Look at Deputy Sect Master Ding's words and it doesn't work." Ning Zhenzhen said lightly: "Allowing us to punish is just empty talk."

Wu Tong shook his head and said: "Bringing everyone here is enough to prove that we are sincere, but if we really destroy their martial arts, it will really ruin their lives. I hope Sect Master Mo will show mercy and be kind."

Ning Zhenzhen chuckled and shook her head and said: "If you really don't want to destroy their martial arts, then forget it, please go back."

"What does Sect Master Mo mean by this?" Wu Tong frowned.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "Either destroy their martial arts or leave. No need to say more, Elder Wu, please."

Wu Tong's face darkened and he stared at Ning Zhenzhen.

Ning Zhenzhen looked at him calmly.

Wu Tong finally took a deep breath and said slowly: "Okay! Okay, Okay!"

He sneered and turned to look at the twelve young men: "You all heard it!"

The twelve young men stared at Ning Zhenzhen coldly, their eyes were vicious, as if twenty-four long swords were stabbing at them.

Ning Zhenzhen's eyes flashed with cold light and slowly swept over.

The twelve young men tensed up, and the warning signs were great. They quickly turned their vicious eyes to Ding Xingqing and the other thirteen girls.

One person stared at a disciple of the Jade Butterfly Sect.

Most of the disciples of the Jade Butterfly Sect could not bear their gazes, and turned their eyes away and looked elsewhere.

Ding Xingqing and the four girls were not afraid at all. Instead, they stared at them coldly with anger and murderous intent, unwilling to be outdone.

In their eyes, these guys were all going to be crippled. What was there to be afraid of? They should be afraid of themselves.

Ning Zhenzhen looked at Wu Tong: "Elder Wu, please stop!"

Wu Tong said in a deep voice: "Since Sect Master Mo insists on doing this, then it can only be done this way. You can only blame yourself for making mistakes. If you make mistakes, you must pay the price."

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As he spoke, he slowly raised his hand and raised it to the top of his head.

Among the twelve people, six were held down, and the other was held behind them, ready to attack at any time.

Mo Youlan put her jade hands behind her back and said lightly: "Go ahead!"

"Yes!" Ding Xingqing and the other girls shouted, drew their swords out of their sheaths, and rushed towards the twelve young men.

Wu Tong was about to wave his hand, but Ding Xingqing and the others were like twelve colorful butterflies, lightly passing over him and pounced on the twelve young men.

Wu Tong's face changed slightly, and he was about to take action, but he found that Mo Youlan had already blocked in front of him, and kept shouting: "Master Mo, what are you going to do?"

"Ding ding ding ding..." The clear sound continued, and the twelve young men waved their swords to meet the siege of Ding Xingqing and the other women.

Thirteen long swords swung in unison, covering the twelve young men, and the sword light was connected as a whole, like a halo that trapped them.

Mo Youlan said calmly: "Wu Tong..., the elder of Shenjian Peak, what a good calculation!"

Wu Tong said in surprise: "Is Master Mo confused? I am an elder of Lingxiao Sect and have nothing to do with Shenjian Peak."

Mo Youlan smiled faintly, shook her head and said: "At this time, Elder Wu still pretends to be deaf and dumb, which is too unbecoming of the elder of Shenjian Peak, isn't it?"

"Haha..." Wu Tong suddenly laughed up to the sky.

The laughter was like a bronze bell, rolling away.

Mo Youlan looked at him calmly, not in a hurry to take action, while the twelve young men were hit by swords from time to time, and three of them had already fallen.

These three were true disciples of Lingxiao Sect. As these three fell, three more fell, also disciples of Lingxiao Sect.

The remaining six young men were young masters of Shenjian Peak, with amazing swordsmanship and power.

They were all outstanding young people. Although they were not the sword masters of the eight great swords, they were only below the sword masters.

Originally thought that dealing with Yudie Sect was a piece of cake.

Even though Yudie Sect had swordsmanship and sword formations, in their eyes, Yudie Sect's swordsmanship and sword formations were just children playing house, and they were vulnerable.

If they were not used to being cautious, they would not have to play these tricks. They could have cooperated with Lingxiao Sect and killed them directly.

But after seeing the sword formation of Ding Xingqing and the others, they realized that they had underestimated the Jade Butterfly Sect, their swordsmanship and sword formation.

The sky was covered with sword light, and they had no way to dodge or resist. They could only swing their swords desperately to protect themselves.

But in just a moment, they were stabbed by swords and fell to the ground. They had been stabbed several times and blood was gushing out.

They fell to the ground, blood gushed out and seeped into the soil.

As the blood continued to flow, their faces became paler and paler, their bodies became weaker and weaker, and their lives were already in danger.

They lay on the ground with their eyes wide open in extreme unwillingness.

There were still miraculous skills that had not been performed, and there were still powerful sword moves that had not been performed. Everything happened too fast, so fast that they had already fallen before they understood.

Their sword formation was like a storm, stabbing them down in an instant, not giving them time to react, and they had already fallen to the ground before they thought of their ultimate moves.

Wu Tong's face was gloomy, his eyes were wide open, and there seemed to be a cluster of blazing flames burning in his pupils, staring at Ning Zhenzhen.

Ning Zhenzhen stood in front of him with her hands behind her back, calm and indifferent, as if nothing had happened.

Wu Tong kept staring at her, and a layer of sweat had already formed on his forehead.

An invisible force had been pressing him down, like a mountain falling down, and he barely supported himself to prevent himself from kneeling.

But doing this was already the limit, and he could not distract himself to command his body. He dared not distract himself, so he could only hold on.

"Master, everything is solved." Ding Xingqing and the thirteen people came behind Ning Zhenzhen and reported with a fist.

"All martial arts are abolished." Ning Zhenzhen stared at Wu Tong and ordered.

PS: Update completed.