After hearing these words, Ni Qiuhuan and Meng Wanxia were filled with hatred.
They have always treated these people well.
But when the time came, they turned against them, the master and the disciple. They were so ungrateful.
However, what made them even more indignant was yet to come.
"This elder proposes to convene a meeting of the Elders' Council immediately!"
Elder Huang added, "If the Pavilion Master behaves unethically or makes a decision that is extremely detrimental to the Pavilion, the Elders' Council has the right to remove the Pavilion Master from power and find someone else to take the position."
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's hold a meeting of the Elders' Council right here."
"I agree!"
"I agree too!"
With the majority of elders agreeing, a simple meeting of the Elders' Council was immediately held.
Although Meng Wanxia and Ni Qiuhuan were extremely angry, the Elders' Council had made a decision and they could do nothing about it.
Of course, not everyone is against them.
Among them, a dozen or so people who are loyal to them, close to them, or support their choices and decisions still stand firmly behind them.
Even so, because most of the elders agreed to abolish Meng Wanxia's position as the leader of the pavilion, even if these dozen people chose to join them, they would not be able to save anything.
Soon, Meng Wanxia's position as Pavilion Master was officially abolished.
From then on, she was no longer the master of Xianyin Pavilion.
Under the constant instigation of Elder Huang, the people of Xianyin Pavilion were ready to attack together, capture Meng Wanxia and Ni Qiuhuan, and offer them to the outside forces as a gesture of sincerity for peace.
"Well, you guys just try it!"
Meng Wanxia snorted coldly, immediately took out a guqin and placed it horizontally in front of her, glancing coldly at the eager crowd. "You want to deprive me of my position as Pavilion Master? I have nothing to say. But if you want to take us hostage, whoever dares to jump out first will be killed first!"
Ni Qiuhuan also took out her prized weapon, the Soul-Bewitching Flute, and stood beside Meng Wanxia. "Master, please take the others and leave first. I will hold back these fence-sitters."
"No, you can't stop them!"
Meng Wanxia said in a deep voice: "Since we are going to fight to the death, I will stand with you no matter what!"
In addition, everyone standing on the side of their master and apprentice also took out their weapons, ready to fight to the death.
"Going against the trend is courting death!"
Elder Huang snorted coldly, "Since you're so determined to die, don't blame us for forgetting our past friendship!"
Then, he raised his hand and prepared to issue a mental attack order.
result,
Swish!
puff!
A sword light flashed across like lightning.
Before Elder Huang could even react, his raised arm fell from above his head.
"What's going on?"
"Why did Elder Huang's hand fall off?"
"Who did it?"
"If it's not Meng Wanxia, and it's not Ni Qiuhuan, then who could it be?"
Because the change came so suddenly, everyone was unable to react.
Elder Huang, whose arm was broken, did not even scream, perhaps because the pain had not yet reached his nerves. He just stared blankly at his broken arm.
Only Meng Wanxia and Ni Qiuhuan suddenly turned their heads to look at the sky behind them with burning eyes.
Upon seeing this, the master and disciple were stunned.
I saw a figure appear in the void behind them at some point.
His black clothes were as black as ink, his long hair was flowing, his features were delicate, and his eyes were as deep as an ancient cold pond.
"Wang Bo?"
"He's actually here?"
"It's like searching for gold everywhere, but it's easy to find!"
"We've been looking for him all over the world, but we didn't expect he was hiding right next to us!"
"It seems that there is a reason why various forces are besieging our Xianyin Pavilion. Wang Bo is indeed hiding here."
"No, Ni Qiuhuan and Meng Wanxia secretly hid him here!"
"No wonder the master and disciple refused to betray Wang Bo, it turns out that Wang Bo had been hidden by them for a long time."
It wasn't just Ni Qiuhuan and Meng Wanxia who saw Wang Bo; others saw it too.
For a moment, everyone was filled with indignation.
Only Ni Qiuhuan and Meng Wanxia were shocked.
Because they didn't hide Wang Bo at all. In fact, they haven't seen Wang Bo since the Tianshan Forum.
As for how Wang Bo appeared here, they had even less idea.
"Senior Meng, Miss Ni, long time no see, I miss you so much!"
Amidst everyone's astonished gazes, Wang Bo, who was floating in the air, smiled and then slowly flew over.
Wherever he went, everyone changed color.
Especially those who had just clamored to take down Master Ni Qiuhuan and his apprentice by force, felt guilty and retreated in fear.
Xianyin Pavilion can only be regarded as a small force in the Holy Church in Beichuan Territory.
There is not even a single cultivator who has entered the Martial King realm in the entire Xianyin Pavilion.
Faced with Wang Bo, a martial arts master who can fly in the air, they are far behind.
"Sir, when did you come?"
Ni Qiuhuan asked with a sob.
The tears that had never been shed before, even when faced with a life-or-death decision, could no longer be held back and flowed down her cheeks.
"Miss Ni, it's me who harmed you!"
Wang Bo landed in front of Ni Qiuhuan, completely ignoring the countless eyes watching him. He reached out and wiped the tears from his cheeks, saying in a deep voice, "But don't worry, as long as I'm alive, I won't let anyone hurt you!"
After saying this, he turned around and looked at Elder Huang and the others, "If I heard correctly, you are planning to forcibly capture Miss Ni and her disciples as a gesture of surrender to those outside forces, right?"
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