City: the Beginning is a Copycat of Lei Bi

Unknowingly, Shifangzong made such a big mess.

At the beginning, Qizong didn't even kill Yuanzong's people.

It was just because Lin Yang, the patriarch of the Yuan Zong, had competed with each other for innate spiritual objects, and afterward, he was led by the other party to directly smash the Zongmen down, and the disciples died or surrendered.

The foundation of thousands of years was lost in one day.

Ying Wenyao now finds out that his Shifang sect is more powerful than the seven sects.

Or.

It is stronger than other sects in the real domain.

Those who other sects dare not kill, he Shifang Sect dares to kill.

He Shifangzong dared to offend forces that other sects dared not offend.

Inexplicable.

Ying Wenyao felt his eyes a little moist.

He felt a little sorry for his master, and also for the ancestors of Shifangzong.

at this time.

The sect hall was peaceful.

The suzerain Ying Wenyao did not speak, and the elders of the other sects did not dare to speak casually. This time the Shifang sect made such a big mess, and they themselves were negligent.

"Forget it!" Ying Wenyao suddenly shook his head and sighed.

The other elders also cast their gazes over at this time.

He stood up straight away, looked at the entire sect hall, and said in a deep voice: "During this period of time, because of my long-term retreat, I have caused negligence in the management of the sect, and finally led to such consequences, Ying is very ashamed.

In order to prevent the Shifang Sect's thousand-year foundation from being destroyed in my hands, I will resign from the position of suzerain today, and from now on I will concentrate on retreating and practicing, in order to be able to aspire to the top of the real martial arts in the future. "

Done.

He took out the Sovereign Token, placed it on the main seat, and left immediately.

Ying Wenyao walked very quickly and very easily.

With a wave of his sleeves, only a Sovereign Token was left behind.

As for the elders of Shifangzong, they all fell into a sluggish collective at this time.

Even if no one expected.

At this time, Ying Wenyao, the suzerain, would simply throw away the position of suzerain and leave without saying a word of nonsense.

Wait until they respond.

The figure of the other party has long since disappeared. .

Chapter 217

Even if no one thought about it.

Ying Wenyao's position as the master of the sect said that if he didn't want it, then he didn't want it, and it was a snap to leave.

Look at the suzerain token above the main seat.

The elders of Shifangzong looked at each other.

If you change to the past.

There are not a few people who covet the position of suzerain, they are eager for Wen Yao to abdicate, so that they can take this opportunity to jump to the top and take over the power of Shifangzong.

but--

At this moment, no one wants to go with Wen Yao.

Originally, there were not many monks in the Outer Gang Realm of Shifangzong.

If there is a lack of the only great monk in the outer gang who is at the ninth level of true martial arts.

There is almost no hope of competing against Yuanzong.

Even though Ying Wenyao was there, it was unlikely that he could compete against Yuanzong.

But now that the strength of Shifangzong has declined again, there is no need to play.

"Ahem, I'm old, and I'm afraid I'm not capable enough to take the position of elder. Now I have to take responsibility for this matter. Since Suzerain Ying has taken the blame and resigned from the position of suzerain, I don't have the face to be an elder anymore."

An elder of the Shifang sect coughed, left the elder's token behind, and left the sect hall directly.

This time.

The expressions of the rest of the people are even more exciting.

Just before they made their next move, the expressions of the rest of them changed drastically, and they turned to look outside the main hall of the sect.

there.

A terrifying aura approached from far to near rapidly, reaching the extreme speed and even leaving a series of explosions in the air.

View from the outside.

I saw a bunch of meteors wrapped in endless heaven and earth spiritual energy, crashing down towards the main hall of Shifangzong's sect.

In an instant, the earth shook and the mountains shook.

The elders of the ten sects who existed in the Zongmen hall took advantage of the moment the hall collapsed and rushed out of it, and then saw most of the Zongmen hall collapsed.

And inside the ruins.

A silver arrow pierced straight into the ground.

"Spiritual weapon!"

"This is the Cloud Piercing Arrow of the Panshi Kung Fu!!"

Immediately, someone recognized the origin of the arrow, and couldn't help but exclaimed.

It is absolutely impossible for a sect's sect's suppressing spiritual weapon to remain unknown.

The Panshi Sect used to be a major sect in the True Realm, and the names of Qiankun Bow and Piercing Cloud Arrow resounded throughout the True Realm, so how could people from the Shifang Sect fail to recognize them.

What they didn't expect was.

One day, the cloud piercing arrow will shoot at Shifangzong, and half of the Zongmen's hall will be destroyed.

After a brief shock, there was unconcealed horror.

"Yuanzong!!"

The Panshi Sect was already extinct, and the Qiankun Bow and Cloud Piercing Arrow must have fallen into Yuanzong's hands.

Now the Cloud Piercing Arrow has arrived.

Then Yuan Zong's strong man must be coming.

as predicted!

It didn't take long for the people of Shifangzong to be shocked, but they saw a powerful aura gathering together, and finally erupted with terrifying power, which seemed to be enough to shake the entire sect.

In front of the sect of the ten directions.

Many Yuanzong powerhouses gathered.

Zheng's expression was indifferent, his eyelids slightly lifted to look at the mountain gate of Shifangzong, and he uttered a word: "Kill!"

Word down!

Killing intent!

Immediately, there was a bombardment from the palm of the hand, which shattered the stele of the sect that belonged exclusively to the Shifangzong, causing the strongmen of the Shifangzong who heard the sound to be shocked and angry.

Just don't wait for them to say too much.

Yuanzong's strong man has already killed him.

Several Neigang cultivators of the Shifang Sect who were coming towards them felt the powerful real energy rushing towards their faces before they could fully see the people, and immediately waved their palms to greet them without thinking.

moment--

The Zhenyuan teamed up by three hundred Neigang monks directly blasted the strong men of the Ten Fangzong in the air.

Zheng Fang also walked towards Shifang Zong in one step.

The footsteps seemed ordinary, but they disappeared in the blink of an eye like afterimages.

Seeing this scene, an elder of the Shifang Sect hurriedly shouted: "It's all a misunderstanding, please stop it.ˇ!"

"The person who killed my Yuanzong did not misunderstand!"

Zheng Fang shook his head, and pressed down with a light palm, as if there was no strength at all.

The elder of the Shifang Sect didn't dare to be careless, he also printed his palm and collided with it.

The two just came into contact.

The man felt that Zheng Fang's fluttering palm contained endless true energy, surging in as if it would never end, and immediately destroyed his body-protecting qi, causing his chest to feel tight. The body retreated involuntarily.

It doesn't take long for him to be shocked.

Zheng Fang was already approaching, and he slapped down again. The way he slapped seemed to be floating, but in fact, he blocked all the opponent's escape routes.

boom! !

He had no choice but to raise his palms to greet him, and the man took a few steps back in shock.

boom!

boom! !

When he forcibly received Zheng Fang's ninth palm, the elder of the Shifang sect finally opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, his body was riddled with holes from the shock of the true essence.

Zheng's face remained unchanged, and he printed his palm again. The palm print was not big but it directly occupied all his sights.

"Remember, the one who killed you is the Great Elder Yuanzong Chuangong!"

Word down!