C848 Divine Void Small Sect
C848 Divine Void Small Sect
Many elders stood up and toasted to Jin Bo. As for Jin Bo, who cared about him? In front of a high sect's Immortal Master, he was just like an ant, not worth mentioning at all.
Very quickly, Qin Lang stayed in the Sword Manor.
Jian Wu barged in with an ugly expression on his face.
"Senior Qin, the seniors of the ancient tomb are here."
The Ancient Tomb Sect was five hundred miles in circumference, the leader of the seventeen cities. It ruled over more than a million people. Although it wasn't famous in Divine Void Realm, it was only slightly stronger than the Three Strings Sect. However, they were still an immortal sect after all. They were high and mighty, and every disciple went from mortal to mortal. Even the city lord of a city had to treat them with great care.
The three Immortal Elders of the Ancient Tomb Sect had come on cranes.
The three of them sat on the cranes and arrived at the City Lord's Manor. The people of the Sword Manor had long gone out to pay their respects.
"Ask Jian Wu to come out, and that magician who pretended to be from the upper sect."
The leader of the group shouted.
He was forty to fifty years old, wearing a black Daoist robe embroidered with white crane patterns. It was the symbol of the ancient tomb sect. His aura was ethereal, like that of an immortal. As his eyes opened and closed, they shone with a bright light. It was a Profound Opening Realm expert, who had been on Earth for a long time. He was a martial arts grandmaster level figure.
"City Lord is hurrying over..."
A longtime elder was about to explain.
Jian Wu hurried over and said with a smile, "Why didn't the three Immortal Elders come? He also didn't inform this lowly one to prepare. I have just paid the tribute a while ago. Do you want me to accept it again? "
"Jian Wu, you don't have to worry about it. Your commander has reported that there is a swindler who pretended to be the Immortal Master of the higher sect in your prefecture. Hand him over now!"
One of the three men, who was younger than the other, shouted.
Only now did Jian Wu notice that Jin Bo was also on top of the flying crane, but he was hiding behind it. Immediately, he said with a cold expression, "Jin Bo, what do you mean?"
"I just don't want the City Lord to be deceived by traitors again."
Jin Bo gritted his teeth and said.
"You!"
Jian Wu was furious and was about to speak. A cold voice came from the side.
"Are you talking about me? Looks like the lesson from last time was a bit light."
Everyone turned their heads and saw Qin Lang accompanied by a smile. He slowly walked over. After a few days of tidying up and changing into the uniform of Divine Void Realm, Qin Lang instantly turned into a graceful young master. He was dressed in green and his long black hair was tied up by a golden ring and scattered behind his back. He had a handsome face, like a young master of the world.
"It's you, pretending to be a disciple of the upper sect?"
The three from the Ancient Tomb Sect looked over at the same time. They were first stunned, then they instantly revealed expressions of ridicule.
Qin Lang retracted his Qi and condensed it into a single point. In the eyes of outsiders, he was just an ordinary mortal. At most, he had practiced some superficial martial arts. He didn't seem like the dignified Immortal Master who was in charge of divine abilities and magical techniques.
"He looks not bad. It's a pity that he is just an embroidered pillow. He is just a mortal."
Another person shook his head and said.
"He pretended to be the Immortal Master of the high sect and lied to the City Lord. He should be executed according to the law." The younger man from earlier snorted coldly.
"Come here, kneel down and accept your death!" The one in the lead had decided.
The three Immortal Elders spoke at the same time.
The entire City Lord's Mansion fell silent.
None of the Sword Manor disciples dared to even breathe loudly. The Ancient Tomb Sect had dominated the Huyan Mountain for more than 400 years. The Sword Manor had lived for dozens of generations under the Ancient Tomb Sect, so how could they dare to resist? A single word could determine the life and death of a person, and it could be said that you were born. If the person said that the person was dead, then the person was dead!
Jin Bo looked at Qin Lang, and his eyes revealed the joy of revenge.
"Immortal Elder, please report. Senior Qin indeed has magical power and divine abilities, and might not be from a higher sect, but he must have some kind of inheritance..." Jian Wu wanted to explain, but the young man on the left waved his hand, and an invisible force surged out.
"We have decided, how can you speak?"
Bang!
Although Jian Wu was an expert at the late stages of Inner Strength, in front of a Profound Opening Stage cultivator and Martial Grandmaster, he had no chance to fight back.
The majestic palm force crossed seven or eight yards and landed on his body. The palm hit Jian Wu, causing him to spit out a mouthful of blood. He was sent flying for five to six meters and fell to the ground with a pale face.
"City Lord!"
"Big brother!!"
Everyone from the Sword Manor cried out in alarm.
Tears the size of beans flowed down Xiao Xiao's face. She ran over to help Jian Wu up. Her small face was filled with anger and sorrow. "My big brother only said a few words, and you guys are already so ruthless. Are all the ancient tomb sects so unreasonable?"
"That's right? Does the Ancient Tomb Sect think that there is no one in my Sword Villa?"
Some of the young people from the Sword Manor directly brandished their swords and glared at the three of them.
"How dare you! If you dare to speak again, I'll slaughter your entire Sword Villa and let someone else be the Sword Master!" The elder in the lead said calmly.
Everyone felt a chill in their hearts.
The few old men in the Sword Manor looked at the smiling Jin Bo and felt a chill in their hearts. This was obviously because Jian Wu was dissatisfied with the ancient tomb and wanted to seize the opportunity to change to an obedient city lord.
As for Qin Lang, that was only the excuse. Without him, the people of the ancient tomb sect would come to their doorstep.
Sigh. If I had told the city lord earlier, I would have paid more respect to the immortal elders who came to collect the offerings, as well as pay more money, grains, and spirit stones. However, his character was Fangzheng. He thought that he could do things according to the rules, and this would lead to his revenge.
An elder disciple sighed in his heart.
He looked at the three Immortal Elders of the ancient tomb who were looking down on everyone from above, as well as the people of the Sword Manor who had no choice but to lower their heads and retreat, as well as the proud Jin Bo. Xiao Xiao's heart felt like it had fallen to the bottom of the valley.
It was only now that she knew that her elder brother, the City Lord, was like a pig or dog in the eyes of these disciples. He could be slaughtered at will.
'What should I do? ' Who can save my brother?
Xiao Xiao's eyes were filled with despair. Her beautiful eyes couldn't help but glance at Qin Lang as if she was looking at her last life-saving straw.
Qin Lang's expression was calm as he slowly took a step forward.
Even if Xiao Xiao didn't beg him, Qin Lang would still attack just because of the hospitality these few days and the words of the three geniuses of the ancient tomb.
'It seems like I have been injured these days. My mind has softened, causing these people to think that I am weak and can be bullied. ' It's time to kill a few chickens to suppress the Divine Void Realm.
With his hands behind his back, Xuan walked over step by step, his gaze cold.
"What, are you begging for mercy now? It's already too late! If you kneel down and kowtow nine times to the deities, the three deities might show mercy and spare your lives. "
Jin Bo said with a sneer.
"What I'm thinking is, who gave you the courage to act so recklessly?"
Qin Lang sighed lightly.
He stretched out his palm that was as white as jade and made a slight grabbing motion. A suction force appeared out of nowhere and pulled Jin Bo from the white crane, grabbing him in his hand. Then, under Jin Bo's shocked gaze, he forcefully spat out the force.
"Bang!"
The guard commander of the Sword Manor, a mighty half-step Transforming Stage expert, was instantly turned into a bloody mist by Qin Lang. He didn't even have the chance to say a word before his soul was destroyed.
"Hiss!"
The entire place was silent.
Even the three experts of the Ancient Tomb Sect had solemn expressions as they looked at Qin Lang in bewilderment.
Everyone knew Jin Bo's strength. He was the strongest amongst the three of them, and he wanted to kill Jin Bo. At least two or three moves. Qin Lang sucked in a breath and shook his body, causing Jin Bo to explode into a mist of blood. It was easier than killing a chicken, as if he was crushing an ant. This ability was truly frightening.
"Fellow Daoist, you have gone too far. No matter what, Jin Bo is still a subordinate of my ancient tomb."
The leading elder said with a slight frown.
These people of the Ancient Tomb Sect would act according to the circumstances. Once they saw Qin Lang's strength, they would immediately address him as' Fellow Daoist '. However, Qin Lang didn't care about them. With his hands behind his back, he looked up at the sky and didn't even look at the three of them.
"Kneel down and kowtow before the Manor Master to apologize. I will spare your lives!"
"How dare you!"
The young Daoist said angrily.