Chapter 252: You are shameless

Jiao Xueling, who was originally acting as a mascot and spectator, was the first to react to the players' intentions. She only had time to say "Come and help save people" before flying to the place where the fainted Taiyi Ziwei disciples were. She used her spiritual energy to try to move some people away before the sword light fell.

Lu Wenyuan and Chao Yan did not delay and went over to help, but they were not as fast as Jiao Xueling. When they flew over, the sword light was almost above their heads!

The flying boat was locked by the sword light and could not be moved, but unexpectedly, under the huge pressure of the sword light, Lu Wenyuan and Chao Yan, due to their low cultivation, were unable to control their spiritual power as soon as they stepped into the range of the sword light!

The two people who could have easily carried more than a dozen people could only do it like ordinary people carrying a large bag. One of them dragged and pulled one person, and they fell out of the flying boat while rolling and crawling, and then they flew up again.

Wei Congrong was unable to react for a moment. By the time she understood what these three people wanted to do, it was too late to think about why these three useless nephews, who used to just run away when faced with problems, would do something that was tantamount to having their bodies possessed by others.

After all, Wei Congrong's cultivation was much higher than the other three. Although he could not block the sword light, he still tried his best and desperately cast various spells at the sword light. He even threw out his most precious Jianmu seed plant that he had nurtured for so many years, in the hope of consuming some of the power of the sword energy.

In fact, even after she threw out the Jianmuzizhu, she herself didn't understand why she did that.

She bit her lip in pain. Even though she could nurture the Jianmu seedling plant again even if it was destroyed, this Jianmu seedling plant was the one she had nurtured for hundreds of years. It was extremely precious!

Is she mentally ill? How could she do such a thing?

Wei Congrong cursed herself inwardly while casting spells continuously, and her spiritual power could not keep up with the speed at which she cast the spells.

Fang Xianyu felt mixed emotions when she saw these situations. She quietly withdrew the eggshell that was temporarily added to the flying boat, and instead imitated Wei Congrong's approach, using various techniques to weaken the power of the sword light.

In just a few dozen seconds, there were not even ten pages of dirty talk in the world channel. With the efforts of NPC monks such as Wei Congrong and Jiao Xueling, and the players who were trying to die for the second time after being resurrected, the sword light finally lost its power when it touched the flying boat, and only left a deep scratch on it.

Many players were so excited that their eyes filled with tears: "Oh my god! My contribution value is finally saved!"

"Wow, wow, it's so hard for me! I've sent it twice!"

Of course, the aftermath of this incident is also huge—

"Can this damn planner be a human being? Beep-beep--"

"You are the dog who planned this, beep-beep-"

"Is this a plot design that a carbon-based creature could come up with? Is the boss crazy? Why would he go after his own disciples instead of us? You idiot planner, think about it yourself. Is this logical?"

"You are shameless, dog planner!"

It's not that he didn't speak fairly: "Well... Actually, maybe they wanted to attack our flying boat. After all, the Chang'an flying boat is the biggest, so it's definitely the one they wanted to attack! It just happened to be that the captives were captured on it..."

But as soon as these words were spoken, the other players who were venting their emotions stopped listening.

"You bastard, don't you dare to speak on the big account!"

"Brother, how much is it? My family is struggling to make ends meet. I want to make this money too!"

"Today is the drainage, tomorrow is the induced labor... Oh, sorry for interrupting the program, everyone continue!"

"You bastard! Come on! Team up! I'm going to beat you up so hard that you'll call me daddy!"

…

"Brother, let's find a way to deal with Fang Xianyu first...Brother!?"

Seeing that the two swords of Immortal Si Yang were of no use, Immortal Si Yin became a little impatient. He was planning to appease Si Yang and kill Fang Xianyu first, but when he turned around, he saw that Si Yang's figure had disappeared, leaving only the majestic but stiff incarnation of Supreme God Taiyi.

That old bastard Si Yang actually ran away! ?

Immortal Si Yin was extremely angry, but there was nothing he could do.

The calamity clouds above were still gathering, but they were moving further and further back, and it seemed that they were mainly heading towards Siyang Peak.

Immediately afterwards, an angry snort was heard in his ears, and an inexplicable gust of wind blew over, and the incense sticks on the incense table were suddenly blown out, and the incarnation of Taiyi God gradually dissipated.

In an instant, all the cards in Immortal Si Yin’s hand were gone.

"It's really ironic that as an elder of the Taiyi Ziwei Sect, you draw your sword against your own disciples, while my Taiyin Sect's disciples are trying their best to protect your Ziwei Sect's disciples... even if they are a group of prisoners."

Fang Xianyu shook his head and sighed, "Si Yin, you can no longer turn over."

Immortal Si Yin laughed out of anger: "Fang Xianyu, why are you so ridiculous? My Taiyi Ziwei Sect has tens of thousands of disciples, and your Taiyin Sect only has a few hundred people. You say that my Ziwei Sect can't turn things around!?"

Fang Xianyu said calmly: "You don't have to confuse me. When I said I couldn't turn over, I was referring to you, Si Yin, not the disciples of Taiyi Ziwei Sect. I have no hatred or grudge against them, so why would I target them?"

Immortal Si Yin was unyielding and said, "You killed my Taiyi Ziwei sect disciple even though we had no grudges against each other?"

"This is a battle between two sects, not a children's game. Is it possible that no one will die?" Fang Xianyu said, raising his voice so that his words could be heard by the Taiyi Ziwei Sect disciples behind him: "I might as well say this. Everyone in the Ziwei Sect can rest assured. After Si Yin's death, everything will be the same as before, and you don't have to worry about other people's faces when practicing martial arts. I will have people build a library on Rongyu Mountain. There will be thousands of martial arts to choose from and practice at will. There will be no compulsory sect affairs, and you don't have to serve tea to the elders. If you have heard about Chang'an City, you can refer to it. Rongyu Mountain will become like Chang'an City, and even the manager of Rongyu Mountain will be the familiar Qianzhi Zhenren. Taiyin Sect will not interfere with Qianzhi Zhenren's choice..."

"Shut up! Don't try to scare people with these words!"

Immortal Si Yin was anxious: "You and I have no grudges, yet you keep asking me to die. My disciples of Ziwei Sect and your disciples of Taiyin Sect have already become enemies, how can we just pretend nothing happened! Are you trying to trick a three-year-old child? "

"Don't misunderstand me," Fang Xianyu smiled and added, "I'm not asking for your opinion, I'm informing you.

"Please die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an extremely terrifying, pure heavenly thunder locked onto the immortal Si Yin. Things had changed, and this time, it was his turn to have his limbs stiff and unable to move.

Immortal Si Yin could hardly say anything. He tried his best to move his eyeballs, but he could only watch as a dazzling purple light flashed in the calamity cloud that had already deviated a little!

This is a thunderbolt worth one thousand points!