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    At this time, a panic voice came. The two disciples, covered with blood, rushed in from outside the Changsheng hall and fell on their knees with a plop.

    "Inform the sect leader that the people of Hehuan sect broke in. We can''t stop them at all. They also hurt several mountain guarding disciples!"

    Nangong Xuan and Lin Shan both looked a little changed and dispersed their momentum at the same time.

    "What are the people of Hehuan sect doing here?"

    Nangong Xuan asked coldly, with a trace of anger in his eyes.

    Hehuan sect dared to break into Changsheng gate and hurt the disciples of Changsheng gate. It''s arrogant.

    However, nangongxuan knew that in a place thousands of miles around, the strength of Hehuan sect was the strongest, the Tianmo hall was the second, and the Changsheng gate was the weakest.

    This time, the people of Hehuan sect came. It seemed that the comers were not good, so Lin Shan and nangongxuan had to give up the confrontation.

    Anyway, now that the foreign enemy is fighting among themselves, I''m afraid the Changsheng gate will really be over.

    "Tell the patriarch that the people of Hehuan sect said... They came to ask for guilt. They said that the son killed the son of the seven elders of Hehuan sect and asked us to hand over the son!"

    The disciple secretly glanced at Lingxiao and said slowly.

    "What?! it''s ridiculous. What''s the relationship between the son of Changsheng sect and his Hehuan sect? He''s really deceiving people!"

    Nangong Xuan''s eyes flashed and showed a cold light.

    "Hahaha... Nangong leader, I''ll come uninvited. I hope Nangong leader won''t blame me!"

    At this time, there was a thick laugh outside the Changsheng hall, which suddenly changed nangongxuan''s face.

    When they walked out of the Changsheng hall, they saw a group of strong men in purple robes coming along Changsheng square.

    The leader is a middle-aged man in purple robe. He looks incomparably handsome and dignified. The whole person exudes the dignity of the superior, and his breath is not weaker than that of Nangong Xuan.

    This middle-aged man in purple robe is also a strong man in the master''s realm!

    The dozen people behind him, old and young, all looked indifferent and had a powerful breath.

    "Lu Guanjie?!"

    Nangongxuan''s eyes flashed and he immediately recognized the purple robed middle-aged man in front of him. It was Lu Guanjie, the vice leader of Hehuan sect.

    Moreover, Lu Guanjie is the triple cultivation of master Jing, which is better than nangongxuan.

    Looking at the group of people in front of him, Lingxiao''s eyes narrowed slightly.

    He remembered the Ma Jun He killed in the fierce beast mountain and what Ling Kun said. I''m afraid these people came for him.

    Lingxiao also saw a familiar face among a group of people of Hehuan sect.

    Liu Piao!

    Liu Piao seemed to see Lingxiao, and a cold hatred appeared in her eyes.

    "It''s vice Lord Lu. I don''t know what''s important for vice Lord Lu to visit our Changsheng gate? He even hurt several disciples of our Changsheng gate!"

    Nangong Xuan said without salt.

    "I''m really sorry, Nangong leader. Because things are urgent and in power, and your disciples won''t let us in, we have to do it! But Nangong leader, don''t worry, those disciples haven''t been seriously injured!"

    Lu Guanjie smiled.

    "As for coming to Changsheng gate, naturally there is something important. I hope Nangong patriarch can cooperate!"

    "What''s up?"

    Nangong Xuan said faintly.

    "Who is Lingxiao, the son of your family?" Lu Guanjie glanced at the crowd and asked aloud.

    "I am!"

    Lingxiao came out and gave Lu Guanjie a faint look.

    Hehuan sect has come to the door, and Lingxiao will not shrink back.

    "Four levels of true Qi? Is there no one in your family? Let such a hairy boy be the Holy Son?" Lu Guanjie lost his smile and obviously didn''t believe it.

    "Lingxiao is the Holy Son of my eternal life gate! Vice Lord Lu said when he had something to do, if he had nothing to do, we would see off the guests!"

    Nangong Xuan said coldly.

    The relationship between Changsheng sect and Hehuan sect is not good, and even some hostility. Moreover, Lu Guanjie and his party also hurt the disciples of Changsheng sect. They are so arrogant that Nangong Xuan can''t give them a good face.

    "Are you really the Holy Son of Changsheng sect? That would be disrespectful! The Holy Son can kill nine disciples of Hehuan sect in one breath. His combat power is really good!"

    Lu Guanjie''s eyes fell on Lingxiao, revealing a strange color.

    Nangongxuan''s face changed and he said coldly, "deputy leader Lu, you can eat rice and don''t talk nonsense. You say Lingxiao killed nine disciples of Hehuan sect, then show us the evidence, otherwise don''t blame us for being rude!"

    Many disciples of Changsheng sect also looked at Lu Guanjie and his party with a look of great anger.

    No matter whether Lingxiao killed the disciples of the Hehuan sect or not, the Hehuan sect came to ask for guilt in such a swagger. Is it true that there is no one in the Changsheng sect?

    "Little beast, don''t you admit it? You killed my grandson!"

    Behind Lu Guanjie, a thin old man in a Taoist robe jumped out, made no secret of the killing in his eyes, and stared at Lingxiao road.

    "The old man''s name is Ma Yan, the seven elders of Hehuan sect, and he is also the only top-grade alchemist of Hehuan sect!"

    At this time, the sound of nangongxuan came into Lingxiao''s ears.

    A top-grade alchemist?

    Lingxiao was slightly stunned. It seems that Ma Yan''s status is like that of the elder in Changsheng gate. The top-grade Alchemist is the foundation of a sect, and his status is not comparable to that of other ordinary elders.

    No wonder Ma Yan can make Lu Guanjie, the vice patriarch, come to Changsheng gate to ask for guilt.

    Lingxiao glanced at Ma Yan obliquely and said with a sneer, "old man, keep your mouth clean! I don''t even know who your grandson is. Where did I go to kill your grandson? This is Changsheng gate, not your Hehuan sect!"

    "Little beast, I knew you didn''t admit it so easily! But today, I gather human and material evidence, let you completely give up!"

    Ma Yan looked at Lingxiao coldly, and then patted the storage bag around his waist. Suddenly, a chilling ice coffin appeared in front of everyone.

    In the ice coffin was the body of a young man. He looked pale and had no breath for a long time. Lingxiao just looked at it and confirmed that it was Ma Jun who was killed by himself.

    "This is my grandson Ma Jun, who died in the fierce beast mountain. He was crushed by someone, but his body is full of the fist marks of little king kong boxing. If you don''t believe it, you can come and check it!"

    Ma Yan''s eyes are full of sadness. Looking at Lingxiao''s eyes, the color of hatred is more and more rich.

    "Little diamond fist?"

    Nangong Xuan was a little stunned, and suddenly his heart sank. If Ma Jun really died under the little King Kong fist, it would be difficult.