"Old guy, I have tolerated you for a long time. When the Qin family didn't have a Martial King, you were very worried. If you have to hide, I don't know what you are afraid of.
Sect Master, you are already old, you should abdicate and become virtuous, and you have been occupying the position of Sect Master, making us people chill. "The young man looked at the old man with contempt.
He has always disapproved of the seclusion, but he has no choice but to insist on this.
However, he now sees an opportunity. As long as the old man in front of him is dead, he can take charge of the Qixin Sect. He is already the pinnacle of martial arts. As long as he obtains the hidden resources of the sect, he is very likely to break through the Martial King. At that time, he Is the king of Qixinzong.
If you want wind to get wind, you want rain to get rain.
The old man looked frosty and said bitterly: "You think you can get what you want by betraying me?
Do you think you betray me, Ao Tong will give you what you want? you are too naive. "
"This..." The young man looked at Ao Tong in the sky and wanted the other party to tell himself that what the old man said was not true.
Ao Tong has no expression on his face: "You will be killed by him, and I will do my best for the right way. I will erect a monument for you and let future generations thank you for what you did today."
When the young man heard this, his face was pale and he sat on the ground, he couldn't believe this fact.
"Go to hell!" The old man gathered his aura in resentment, and punched the young man in the chest with a boom, the young man's eyes were dizzy, and he couldn't live.
"Okay, you are gone, now it's time to go on the road." Tsing Yi Wuhuang Ao Tong said lightly, the scene before him was just a farce for him.
Sect Master Qixin Sect has been found, so this young man is useless at all, so what is the use of keeping him?
Although the old man killed the young man, he was still unwilling. He also knew that today, no matter what, it is impossible to escape from the hand of the Emperor.
He looked at the sky, let out a resentment, and blasted his fist towards the sky.
An aura fist mark flew towards Tsing Yi Wuhuang, but Ao Tong didn't even look at it. He waved his hand casually, and the aura fist mark immediately dissipated.
He also raised his fist and blasted towards the old man. In an instant, a huge spiritual fist formed in the air, flying towards the old man with boundless momentum.
"I hate it." Seeing the flying fist, the old man made a stern cry.
"Boom." The aura's fist collided with the old man's body, causing a huge noise. The old man was blasted into the ground, his bones were broken, and he lost his breath in the blink of an eye.
Shaking his head, Emperor Wu of Tsing Yi flew towards the distance, without even looking at the old man in the pit, his strength, he knew that the punch just now was definitely not something that King Wu could resist.
"The one who killed me, do you want to leave?" A voice appeared behind Emperor Wu of Tsing Yi, the voice was not loud, but there was a strong confidence in the voice.
Tsing Yi Wu Huang Ao Tong turned around and saw a warrior standing in the air.
This person is full of evil spirits, holding a long whip, and looking at him with divine eyes.
"You are the evil son?" Although Ao Tong was questioning, his tone was affirmative.
This person was full of evil spirits and appeared here again. Obviously, only the legendary evil son was possible.
The evil son smiled evilly, waving the flaming whip at will, the spiritual energy in the sky boiled.
