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Chapter 69: Hey! Is this the capital of the Yuan Dynasty, or the Immortal Soldier Valley? (Please read it!)

There was silence between heaven and earth, and on the great mountains.

Disciples, elders, everyone's eyes were focused on the slender figure.

Listening to the question that resounded through the sky.

Zhang Yuanzhu grinned, raised his arm and pointed at the pale-faced Jin Zhan, and spoke word by word:
"Three doubts: Is this place, this mountain, and this Dharma lineage the territory of the Yuan Dynasty royal family, or the Zhuoyang lineage?"

“You elders are either the prince’s attendants or the elders of the Immortal Weapon Valley.”

"It's just that I killed a mortal noblewoman, and there were endless conspiracies and evil tricks."

His arm dropped to the hilt of the sword, his eyes serious.

"Have I arrived in the capital of the Yuan Dynasty?"

boom! boom!
All the disciples were shocked and their bodies were shaking.

How dare he say such big words? He is simply a lunatic.

At this moment, Jin Zhan almost collapsed to the ground.

The reason why conspiracy is conspiracy and calculation is calculation is that they cannot appear in the sunlight.

But now it was directly exposed to the scorching sun.

"That's it!" The indifferent voice echoed between heaven and earth.

A blurry figure shrouded in divine light fell from the sky and looked towards Jin Zhan.

"Is what Zhang Yuanzhu said true?"

The young man in red opened his mouth but no sound came out. Facing the Foundation Establishment Elder, he did not dare to quibble.

Finally, he slowly nodded his head.

In an instant, the red sword light bloomed, gorgeous and dreamy, like the rising sun, occupying the sky and the earth.

It brushed past Zhang Yuanzhu's hair and slashed Jin Zhan's body.

Swish! Ah!

With a wailing sound, the entire right arm was crushed into powder.

The red sword light turned and hovered quietly in front of the vague figure, and an indifferent voice sounded.

"Cut off one arm and be thrown into hell for three years as a warning."

Jin Zhan stopped wailing, his face turned extremely pale, his right arm was destroyed, and he would never be able to build a foundation in this life.

Coupled with the invasion of hellfire, he will be on the road for sixty years.

broken!

"Who was on duty at Wanfa Pavilion yesterday?" The calm voice sounded again.

A fat figure walked out tremblingly, stumbling with every step.

"Elder, I'm on duty. It was Senior Brother Jin who asked me to do that yesterday."

Zheng!
The sword flashed violently and slashed out at high speed.

In an instant, the fat figure turned into a ball of blood mist.

"For new disciples, who will prepare and distribute the magical instruments and elixirs?"

"Elder."

There was no chance to explain, the red sword light had already slashed down.

Another figure exploded.

The figure shrouded in the light glanced at Zhang Yuanzhu's torn dark red robe and spoke again:
"Who is responsible for the disciples' clothing?"

"Elder..., spare me..." The trembling voice had not yet finished speaking.

A flash of sword light had already cut into the crowd.

Beheaded a middle-aged man.

At this moment, there was silence between heaven and earth, and there was nothing else except the smell of blood.

The figure in front of the palace slowly lost its glow, revealing its true appearance.

He was an old man, wearing a red cloak, his aged face was indifferent and cruel, and his red hair was fluttering in the wind.

A red flying sword was suspended beside him.

"Bian Xiao, Lu You, and Lienian... these three have embezzled supplies and enriched themselves. Now, remove the magic disc and kill them."

"Their relatives and descendants will be driven out of the Dharma lineage, left to fend for themselves, and will never be employed again."

The indifferent voice echoed in the sky and on the earth.

Then, the old man narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhang Yuanzhu:
"So, I'm satisfied!"

"So, it's still unfair!!"

Zhang Yuanzhu bowed in greeting.

"The disciple is satisfied."

The old man seemed not to hear the child's words.

With a thrust of his hand, the red flying sword transformed into a stream of light and retracted into his sleeve, and he spoke to himself:
"The Zhuoyang lineage is one of the thirty-six lineages of the Immortal Weapon Valley. Even if the Yuan Emperor himself comes, he must kowtow and pay homage."

"A subordinate dynasty is not worthy of infiltrating the Burning Sun."

The old man seemed to be warning someone. Many of the disciples looked unhappy, but they did not dare to respond at this moment.

Seeing that no one objected, the old man continued:
"I have answered all your doubts."

"But you once said that Qianbing Peak is recruiting sixty-nine disciples this time, and all of them except you are mediocre."

"Are you bragging?" Zhang Yuanzhu grinned, glanced at Lietie lying numb on the ground, and looked up:

"I alone can kill them all."

As the words fell, scrutinizing eyes were cast on him.

Looking at the figure looking up.

That kind of confidence, dominance, and the heroic spirit of defeating all enemies were clearly conveyed to everyone.

A big man with his upper body naked fell from the sky and observed Zhang Yuanzhu with great interest.

After a moment, he turned around and spoke to the old man beside him:
"The body and magic power have been polished to perfection, and the magic patterns have also been condensed. It can be called outstanding."

Then he turned around and asked Zhang Yuanzhu:
"With such a foundation, which cultivation family did you come from?"

"Jiang Shuicheng—Zhang Yuanzhu!"

"Jiangshui City?"

The big man frowned slightly, not thinking of any information about Jiangshui City.

"Don't worry, he was born a beggar, not from a family of cultivators."

The red-haired old man stood with his hands behind his back, his cloak fluttering.

I just checked the law disc and got some information about the child in front of me.

It’s really amazing!

"Beggar?"

The big man was speechless and said no more.

Suddenly, a sturdy boy walked out from among the disciples.

"How shameless! Elder, please allow me to fight him."

The boy was wearing a black suit and had a calm expression, but there was a fiery look in his eyes.

As long as you defeat Zhang Yuanzhu.

No! As long as we can hold out for a few minutes, the lie of one against many will be shattered.

He will definitely be remembered by the elders, and that madman will definitely be severely punished.

As for a short-term defeat, he never thought about it.

They are all heroes who have emerged from the eight hundred miles of mountains and rivers. Who is worse than the other?

The old man glanced at Zhang Yuanzhu, then nodded slowly.

"Can!"

A whisper, yet to fall.

The red-gold flames were already boiling and burning, carrying an extremely explosive momentum, crossing the space in an instant.

Rushed towards the boy in black.

The collision was extremely fast, fierce and heavy.

The air exploded in an instant, and the magic shield that had just been formed shattered into pieces.

Its sturdy body was thrown to the ground like a rag, raising clouds of dust.

Zhang Yuanzhu casually moved his arms, and his double pupils calmly scanned the surroundings.

"Any more?"

All the new disciples didn't dare to look at each other.

The boy in black was not weak, possessing the strength of the second level of Qi training, but he was crushed like an ant.

After observing Zhang Yuanzhu's brief attack, the red-haired old man nodded.

"not bad!"

He raised his hand, preparing to compensate Zhang Yuanzhu.

Crunch!

The sharp sound of a door opening echoed from the top of the mountain.

The palace gate, which had always been tightly closed, opened a small gap.

At the same time, a gentle voice came from inside the palace.

"Enter!"

At this moment, even the red-haired elder could not remain calm. He looked at the palace with the open gate with a solemn expression.

The mountain master has come out of seclusion!
Then, he spoke to Zhang Yuanzhu:
"The mountain master summons you, go quickly."

After a pause, he thought of his innocent background and reminded him softly.

"The mountain master has a peaceful nature, but he is also a real person at the Condensed Evil level. Please do not offend him."

"Thank you, Elder, for the reminder."

Zhang Yuanzhu bowed in thanks.

Gazing at the solemn palace.

Call ~
Let out a breath.

Then, he strode towards the palace.

Next comes the most critical moment: whether we can safely get through this incident.

(End of this chapter)