Chapter 660: war!

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Qin Zheng frowned, but did not answer.
The matter of Xuan Youzong is very troublesome. This is a quasi-five-grade sect. Although in terms of overall strength, Qin Ling Empire has improved a lot because of the batch of treasures provided by Chu Yi, but if it is to deal with an entire Xuan Youzong Is obviously not enough.
Moreover, to be honest, Xuan Youzong controlled a Xuan You River, and the product was rich, and it was indeed worthy of business dealings.
"Deacon Yang, please don't worry too much. We will definitely give Guizong an account of this matter." A courtier came out and said respectfully.
Although there are also elders with eleven realms within the empire, it is still not enough for Xuan Youzong.
This is a quasi-five-grade sect. There is a terrible monk in the infant stage who sits in town. What a horror, no one wants to offend such a sect.
"Give me an explanation?" The king of Zhenbei sneered, his attitude was tough. "How to give an explanation, are you going to fight your majesty's brother and sister or kill them?"
The Wenchen gave a slight meal.
"This is naturally unnecessary, but there is always a saying that Xuan Youzong came with full sincerity. As the host, we can't let others grievance here."
Someone stood up again.
Obviously, Xuan Youzong's deterrence is too great. Although many people have some awe at Chu Yi, but in front of Xuan Youzong, don't say Chu Yi anymore, what is Qin Ling Empire?
"It seems that there are also some people here who are knowledgeable." Deacon Yang smiled contemptuously. "As long as the murderer is handed over, Xuan Youzong will still maintain friendly relations with your country, otherwise..."
He didn't speak, but the words were full of threats.
"Old bald donkey, otherwise what?"
Suddenly, a voice came from afar.
"Come on, this is the Luang Temple, who dares to talk like that?" the former civic sneered.
However, when he saw Chu Yi, his neck suddenly shrank.
"Some people are kneeling for a long time, and even reluctant to stand up when they meet a cat or a dog."
Chu Yi led Liu Dao a few people, skimmed over the man's side, mocked.
"Teacher." Qin Zheng also stood up.
Chu Yi nodded and signaled that he didn't have to intervene here.
"You are Teacher Chu?" Deacon Yang looked at Chu Yi and looked up and down. He naturally heard the news. In southern Xinjiang, someone killed a Lingying cat, who was in front of him.
Moreover, this man is said to be a disciple of Nanyang Lizong.
However, according to the analysis of their ancestors, they should have resorted to other methods, and the Lingying cat had been injured by the black turtle at that time.
"Your student, hurt my disciple?"
Chu Yi didn't give in and sneered: "It's just a little injury. My monk, with a little injury, just complained to the elders. If all of you Xuan Youzong people are like this, it's really worrying."
"Small injury?"
Deacon Yang was angry, and he pointed a little. Outside the gate of the Golden Luang Temple, a fierce bird beast, carrying a wounded Xuan Youzong disciple, flew in.
Above, there are two other disciples looking after the wounded.
Chu Yi clasped his arms: "Every little injury, but also to encourage teachers to move the crowd, it's really... mother, ghost!"
Chu Yi stared, almost startled.
I saw that the man was extremely tragic, the whole neck seemed to be pierced, and a blood hole appeared in the neck.
His left hand bone was completely crushed. Even the pharmacist had to spend years to heal it.
The facial features seemed to hit the ground when they were born, and the whole was sunken, so terrible, and ugly to the extreme.
Even more terrifying to Chu Yi is that the other person's lower body is bloody.
"This is a minor injury?" Deacon Yang asked.
This man is almost dead!
No wonder he is very angry.
"Deacon Yang, I'm really sorry. My student's shot was too heavy. Since that's the case, let him be happy as soon as possible." Chu Yi apologized.
"..."
There was a silence around.
They haven't seen such annoying positions.
Is this an apology?
Clearly, it is to increase the contradiction between the two parties.
Deacon Yang was dumbfounded, and immediately a surge of anger surged up: "Who, who in the end hurt my disciple, Teacher Chu, there must be a statement about this matter today."
"Master Deacon." The other two above said, "It was the girl who injured the younger brother."
After that, they blushed themselves.
"Girl?"
Deacon Yang froze.
Chu Yi grieved, patted Fang Xin's shoulder, and then looked at Deacon Xiangyang.
"The three big men in the hall are still the disciples of the quasi-five ranks, and all of them are about to enter the realm of seed cultivation. Even a charming female doll can't beat it. If I were you, I would cut myself off in minutes."
Jiao Didi's female doll... The two of them had lingering fears, but they still had fresh memories, and their furious looks were more terrifying than the fierce beasts.
Deacon Yang was flushed, and he didn't expect that his three disciples would be beaten by a girl.
However, at this time, his attitude was still tough: "Things are already clear, Mr. Chu, what do you say?"
"As the saying goes, the son is not the godfather, this student is not good at teaching, it is also your fault as a teacher, and please return to Xuan Youzong with me."
"Cow Nima!" Suddenly, the little monk said quietly to the side.
"Little bald donkey, what are you talking about?" Deacon Yang's voice was somber, he was not taken lightly by Chu Yi before, and there was a fire in his heart.
Wu Ming grew up in Daleiyin Temple and had seen too many big men. He was not afraid at all and said seriously: "Amitabha, the monk does not speak slang, saying that grass Nyima is grass Nyima."
Deacon Yang didn't come up in a single breath, almost had a heart attack, and old blood spurted out.
Is there a monk like you who scolds people!
"Is this your teaching?" Deacon Yang was full of anger. "Emperor Qin, if your country has such an attitude, sorry, I think only our patriarch can come and talk to you."
"I can't afford to climb!"
"But this matter must have a result, otherwise, the entire sect will be dissatisfied and can only ask you to prepare."
His words were full of threats.
Chu Yi laughed, "Deacon Yang, what do you mean? It seems that Xuan Youzong wants to attack our Qinling Empire."
"Or, is this your real purpose?"
"A few of your disciples were sent to my disciples to cause trouble."
Chu Yi said with a smile.
He had just received news from the dark world that Xuan Youzong appeared to be moving.
Deacon Yang's face also became a little cold.
"Ms. Chu deserves to be Mrs. Chu, really smart." He sneered.
Their Xuan Youzong was originally looking for an excuse to attack the Qin Ling Empire.
Who is not eager to get the inheritance of Nanyang Lizong?
Unfortunately, what he didn't expect was that he made his disciples pretend to be injured by Chu Yi's disciples, but he didn't expect that he was beaten like this.
In the Luan Temple, there was an uproar.
But Chu Yi was still calm: "If I remember correctly, as the Lord of the Flower City had stipulated, the Yuan monk monk cannot participate in the empire."
"Our patriarch, naturally will not participate, and our patriarch, has not yet entered the Wupin Sect, can be unlimited, the power of the single patriarch can win the Qinling Empire." Deacon Yang said fiercely.
What trade? What kind of friendly exchanges, fighting is just a guise.
They just don't want to offend the flowery city lord.
But now that the plan has succeeded, Xuan Youzong has an excuse to attack, even the master of the city can't intervene.
Chu Yi scratched his head: "But just for the inheritance of Nanyang Lizong in my body, I just rushed up one by one."
"It's just that you Xuan Youzong shot too late, and you can't keep up with the warmth if you want to eat shit."
call!
Suddenly, Deacon Yang’s pupils suddenly enlarged, he covered his throat, and he was horrified to find that his head was gradually leaving his neck.
"When?"
thump!
A human head fell heavily on the ground.
Everyone was taken aback.
The next second, several other disciples of Xuan Youzong were also cut off by Chu Yi with Yin Yang sword.
Inside the hall, there is a strong smell.
The courtiers who had just opposed were silent.
Too cruel!
"Teacher, what are we going to do now? I'm afraid Xuan Youzong is so determined that he wants this inheritance." Qin Zheng asked.
"war!"
Chu Yi's answer is only one word.