Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

"No, these guys actually have this idea!"

Jue Panshi’s eyes were horrified.

Choosing alliance leaders and setting rules, isn’t this rebellion? According to their opinion, the north is under the control of temples, and the south is under the control of... rivers and lakes?

The most frightening thing is... do his colleagues know about this? If he knew about it and didn't stop him, did he also have the same idea and plan to break away from the jurisdiction of the Northland?

Jue Panshi trembled all over.

He never thought that he would fall into such a whirlpool. One bad move and he would be buried here today!

"Fang Junshen, Fang Guogong...you shouldn't have interfered with Nandi's affairs in the first place."

Jue Panshi only had a wry smile in his heart.

Yuan Yu and others looked horrified. They did not expect that the nature of the matter would suddenly change, causing them to be unable to recover.

Wufu...rebelled! ?

Although everyone has known over the years that the Southland is different from the Northland and is relatively loosely governed, they have never thought that the martial arts of the various sects in the Southland would have thoughts of rebellion.

Aren't they afraid that the North will send troops to suppress it?

Thinking of this, everyone suddenly remembered what some warriors said that most of Daxia's troops were from the south...

And the soldiers in the North... cannot adapt to the climate in the South in a short period of time. It is normal for their combat effectiveness to drop by 70 to 80% after coming here. In this case...

"Something big is going to happen..."

Yuan Yu murmured to himself: "Brother, I wonder if he has seen Fang Junshen. If he comes, maybe he can delay it..."

The master of the Xuandao Sect stared intently at the master of the Jujian Sect. The other man made no move and was still standing where he was, but the warriors around him were approaching step by step.

"Son, if you don't break out, it will be too late."

He took a deep breath and said, "Even if the Xuandao Sect is destroyed today, we must at least leave a legacy behind to avenge our Xuandao Sect in the future."

"Father, Yuan Zhuang has already gone to invite Fang Junshen. Counting the time, he should be here soon."

Huangfujie said in a deep voice.

"Even if Fang Junshen arrives, facing thousands of warriors... I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to defeat four people with just one fist."

The leader of Xuandao Sect said dejectedly.

So what if he is in the Earth Profound Realm? He is not a god, and his true power can overwhelm thousands of warriors? He has never seen the Earth Profound Realm and cannot speculate too much. He can only judge based on his own experience.

"Wait, are you really not afraid of Fang Guo's official liquidation later?"

Huangfujie spoke slowly, and his voice, stirred by the inner energy, resounded for miles around. The approaching martial artist stopped subconsciously.

"Even if most of Daxia's troops are from the South, with Fang Guogong's methods, he can lead an army from the North and defeat you all.

You, including me, are just warriors and have never been on the battlefield. Fighting at that level is completely different from fighting in the martial arts world.

Why do you think that Northland will tolerate all this happening? "

Huangfujie said sharply.

Everyone was silent, their eyes subconsciously falling on the master of the Giant Sword Sect.

"hehe……"

The master of the Giant Sword Sect chuckled: "Fang Chen is not a god. He alone cannot control the situation in the Southland. If you place your hopes on him, you will be disappointed."

After hearing this, all the warriors immediately gained confidence and continued to approach Xuandao Sect.

"Master, are we... going to rebel?"

Zhong Ying was a little confused.

The disciples of the Dian Cang Sword Sect remained silent because the leader of the Dian Cang Sect did not move. Apart from them, there were several first-class sects who stood motionless.

"That guy from the Giant Sword Sect... I'm afraid he wants to be the Martial Emperor of the South."

Head Dian Cang smiled bitterly: "I thought that this round of siege of Xuandao Sect was really about avenging Tianjian Villa, but now it seems that I was too naive as a master.

Over at Tianjian Villa, it may not be the hands of the Xuandao Sect. "

"Then...whose side are we on?"

Zhong Ying looked strange.

Some elders of the Diancang Sword Sect are also waiting for instructions.

"Master Dian Cang, don't you, the Dian Cang Sword Sect, want to stay together with our southern warriors? Or do you prefer the north?"

The master of the Giant Sword Sect suddenly spoke.

"Junior Sister Zhong, don't hesitate. If we can succeed today, Southland will no longer need to look at Beidi's face to act!"

Xian Kun stood behind the master of the Jujian Sect and shouted to Zhong Ying.

He looked excited because he was the son of the master of the Jujian Sect. If... his father became the Martial Emperor of the South, he would be the Martial Prince!

"We...are afraid we don't have a choice."

Head Dian Cang murmured, his hand holding the hilt of the sword, and just about to stand up, he heard a faint smile coming from behind:

"Master Dian Cang, you actually have a choice."

Everyone was shocked and doubtful, and their eyes all fell on Fang Chen.

"Hey, who is this guy?"

"Thin-skinned and tender meat, from the North?"

Zhong Ying was startled and hurriedly whispered: "Master Li, don't talk nonsense, you can't get involved in this kind of thing!"

"Zhong Ying, who is he?"

Head Dian Cang had a strange look on his face. He looked at Fang Chen and then at Zhong Ying.

Zhong Ying told Fang Chen's origin in a low voice, and also mentioned the golden-eyed demon ape. When everyone heard that the spirit was scared away by the name of the Dian Cang Sword Sect, they were all proud.

"You dare to intervene in this matter?"

Xian Kun was standing not far away, and when he heard Fang Chen's words, his face suddenly darkened, and then he said to the master of the Jujian Sect: "Dad, this young man is from the North. Judging from his clothes, he may be a son of an official from the North." , it is better to kill him together to sacrifice to heaven, so that the warriors of the South can settle down!"

"Senior Brother Xian, you must not! This matter has nothing to do with him!"

Zhong Ying's expression changed.

"Oh? Are you from the North?"

The master of the Giant Sword Sect glanced at Fang Chen and suddenly smiled at everyone: "Everyone, please stop."

Everyone immediately stopped and looked at the master of the Giant Sword Sect, with a hint of doubt in their eyes.

Afterwards, several Jujian Sect disciples stepped forward to take Fang Chen and Yuan Zhuang away. Zhong Ying wanted to stop them, but was stopped by the head of Dian Cang.

"Disciple, today...we have no choice but to do anything we can to destroy the Dian Cangjian Sect."

Head Dian Cang said softly.

Zhong Ying looked at Fang Chen being taken away, and she suddenly blamed herself in her heart, her eyes were slightly red: "If I didn't bring him here, he wouldn't have suffered this disaster..."

The two of them were pushed out by the disciples of the Jujian Sect.

The group of disciples from the Diancang Sword Sect who were traveling along the way had complicated expressions.

When Huangfujie, Jue Panshi and others saw Fang Chen and Yuan Zhuang, a flash of astonishment flashed in their eyes.

"Everyone, these two people are from the North. To be able to appear here at this moment, I think they have a good status. We might as well kill them today and treat them as sacrifices before the conference starts."

The master of the Giant Sword Sect smiled.

"It turns out he's from the North."

"Kill them!"

Many warriors' eyes were red, staring at the two of them.

They are inherently hostile to the North.

When Huangfujie and others heard these words, their expressions became even weirder... The other party wanted to sacrifice the top masters of Daxia, Fang Junshen and Fang Guogong?

Then he looked at the distance between the giant sword sect master and Fang Chen... less than ten feet. At this distance, if Fang Chen wanted to kill the giant sword sect master, he might not need a single move, half a move would be enough... …