Volume 2, Chapter 268: Debate with the Emperors.
Baili Qianqiu was anxious, "Really? Liars are dogs?"
"Um... Then tell me, who is that person and why are so many emperors chasing him."
Before the two could answer again, Ye Qiqi took the brunt of the response and said, "It's true. That's my eldest brother. His name is Zang. Those bad old guys were fooled by my eldest brother, so they want to hunt him down."
The word "burial" struck the two men's minds directly, and they instantly widened their eyes and opened their mouths.
"What....That's a funeral!"
"The burial of the Tianzong Ranking, the general volume?"
In addition to being surprised, Baili Jianhan also gave a brief and general account of the cause of the incident.
After hearing this, the eldest brother and eldest sister looked at each other with numb expressions.
They didn't expect that their two junior brothers were so capable that they could trick Zang into joining the sect.
What was even more unexpected was that Zang was even more ruthless than these two people, and he fooled the ten major immortal sects and the Heavenly Court again.
All I can say is that their acquaintance was not fate, but destiny, and the main point is a scam.
The red-robed senior sister immediately expressed her opinion, "No, I have to go and rescue this junior brother."
But before she could make a move, she was stopped by the eldest senior brother.
"Rou'er, don't be impulsive. We should report this matter to Master for a final decision. The other side has forty Immortal Emperors, and Ling Wanxiang is among them. We can't save them."
Baili Rou lowered her eyebrows when she heard this. She did not deny what her senior brother said.
Indeed, with her strength at the early stage of the Immortal King realm, it was nothing short of a pipe dream to save people in front of so many emperors.
Their eldest senior brother, Baili Mu, is only in the late stage of the Immortal King Realm, so they certainly cannot save people. If they leave Broken Sword Mountain, they may die without knowing how.
So the five of them headed towards the top of the mountain. Now, they could only ask their master for the decision.
Next to the flock of sheep, there was always a dog lying there. At this moment, it raised its eyes slightly, glanced at the crowd in the distance, and then continued to close its eyes and sleep, looking as if it had nothing to do with it and was not concerned.
But at this time, Ye Tingmu was still struggling with a group of Immortal Emperors.
He is fighting against forty-one emperors alone.
Momentum depends on shouting, and output depends on roaring.
This scene also saw the soldiers of the Killing Camp in chaos.
They had never seen anyone curse the emperor like this, let alone heard someone who could combine sarcasm, provocation, and insults, without ever using a single dirty word from beginning to end, but cursing the ancestors of a group of people for eighteen generations.
I can only say that the level of his insults is far beyond your reach, and you can't help but swallow your saliva secretly.
At this moment, all the emperors looked extremely gloomy and they wished they could cut Zang into pieces.
"Hey, why don't you say anything? Keep going."
"That old fellow with the white beard, I'm talking about you, what are you looking at, are you an old demon or do you have Alzheimer's disease?"
"And you, I wish that all the male Taoist partners in your family are inflatable, and all the female Taoist partners are charged..."
"And you, Ling Wanxiang, right? I hope you'll be reborn as a maggot in your next life, and not a fly..."
"Don't be a coward, come and fight."
"*****"
Ye Tingmu was content and continued to output, calling out names and scolding everyone one by one.
Some of the emperors understood Ye Tingmu's insults, but some did not.
But they knew that Zang's words were extremely insulting.
They were so angry that their teeth itched, but there was nothing they could do.
"I can't stand it."
"Shut up."
The people from the Killing Camp standing by were enjoying the fun.
Some even took out their small notebooks and took notes seriously.
"That's a good sentence. Write it down and use it to show off before the next fight."
"Remember, use this when you can't beat someone and before you run away."
Luosha shook his head and clicked his tongue, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, today's burial, the debate between the emperors, the classic will surely be recorded in the history books."
Compared to the loss of composure of the other emperors, Ling Wanxiang was much calmer, because the more fiercely Ye Tingmu cursed, the more panicked he became, and the less likely he would be to break through the space formation.
As for Broken Sword Mountain, although there is an emperor, it is absolutely impossible for him alone to break through the space formation under his nose and take Zang Anran away.
"Zang, don't waste your words, it's doomed to fail. If you return the money now and sincerely admit your mistake, I can spare your life."
Hearing Ling Wanxiang's voice, Ye Tingmu's eyes turned. Ling Wanxiang was still very calm at this time. It seemed that it was useless to provoke him by mocking him. He had to change his way.
He thought for a moment and said, "Damn it, Old Ling, you're still pretending. We agreed to split the proceeds 40% and 60% of what we cheated them out of, and then pin the blame on Broken Sword Mountain. What do you mean by setting up this spatial formation to stop me? Are you trying to keep it all for yourself?"
This one sentence stunned the group of emperors who heard it.
A strong smell of dirty water.
Ling Wanxiang put his hands behind his back and said disdainfully: "Humph...sowing discord, it seems that you have reached the end of your rope."
"Well, since you're serious, you can't blame me." After saying that, his tone became a little higher, and he continued: "Everyone, think about it carefully. I came from the Burial Grounds and all the way to the Demon Sealing City. How could I have the time to come to Broken Sword Mountain? How could I be from Broken Sword Mountain?"
"It was this old man who tricked me into working with him to empty your family's wealth and then pin the blame on Broken Sword Mountain, splitting the proceeds 40% and 60%. Now, it's obvious that this old man wants to keep it all for himself."
Ling Wanxiang still looked indifferent, because in his opinion, Zang was just fighting a desperate battle.
However, when these words fell into the ears of other Immortal Emperors, they had a different meaning.
They began to think about the doubts.
Because what happened was essentially irrational and illogical.
"Yeah, how is this burial related to Broken Sword Mountain?"
"He came from the burial ground. Our disciples from Ci Chen Palace can testify to this."
"Yes, he has been enlightened for three years, and we have been inseparable. It is impossible for him to get to know the people from Broken Sword Mountain."
They began to talk and become suspicious, and the way they looked at Ling Wanxiang also had a hint of fear and changed.
"Gentlemen, you don't really believe what he said, it's just his lies."
Even though Ling Wanxiang said this, it still couldn't dispel the doubts in everyone's hearts.
When Ye Tingmu saw that the others were wavering, he directly increased his output.
"Everyone, think carefully. This man told me that he has cheated you many times. I swear here that if I have been to Broken Sword Mountain before, I will die."
Such a solemn oath was indeed cruel, but Ye Tingmu was not panicked at all, because this was indeed the truth. He had never been to Broken Sword Mountain.
"Master Immortal, do you really mean what Zang said?"
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