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Chapter 293 Destroyed the Great Hall

"Killed, killed... Grand Master, the head of the sect, that guy outside is simply a devil!"

The young men who followed the third senior brother to the mountain gate before ran into the main hall in the middle of the Cold Sword Sect's residence in a panic. The appearance of seeing a ghost surprised everyone in the main hall. endlessly.

At this moment, all the high-ranking officials of the Cold Sword Sect were sitting in the hall, and in the center was Ji Fantian, the Supreme Elder and the current acting head.On both sides of the starting point are the elders in the door and the hall masters of each hall, who are basically second-generation disciples.

"Han Song, what are you doing in such a panic? Where did you put the etiquette and rules that I usually teach you as a teacher? Why don't you step back!" Sitting on the right hand side, a black and strong man, The middle-aged man in a Taoist robe looked at the five or six youths in front of him and began to yell angrily.

"Master, master... outside, someone came in from outside!" Among the five or six young people, a young man with a height of eight feet and a fair appearance walked up to the middle-aged man, his face full of fear. Not faded yet.

"What do you mean someone came in?" A gray-bearded old man next to the middle-aged man, his face sank at that moment, said: "My Cold Sword Sect can be regarded as a famous sect with a radius of tens of miles. Anyone can bully you at will? Could it be that you have lost your mind and talked nonsense?"

"Second Martial Uncle, how dare I, Han Song, speak nonsense in front of you?" The fair-born Han Song turned his head to look at the old man. Just as he was about to defend himself, there was another mournful cry from outside the hall. Call.

"Ghost, ghost! The head grand master save me, the head grand master save me!"

The wrist was shattered and fractured by Yang Meng, and the third senior brother, who was staggering on his feet, ran in with a pale face, and beads of sweat the size of peas flowed down his cheeks like he didn't want money.

Seeing this scene, Ji Fantian, who was sitting on the main seat of the main hall, stood up suddenly, and appeared next to the third senior brother in a flash, raised his hand, grabbed his wrist and gently pinched it. twice.

"hiss!"

The third senior brother gasped, feeling as if thousands of ants were wriggling and gnawing on his wrist, the pain made his hair stand on end, and he shivered shiveringly.

"Huh? Comminuted fracture, heavy hand! Hey, Shi Hao, your hand will be useless from now on!" Ji Fantian frowned, his old face showing no anger.

"Ah?" The third senior brother's expression froze at that moment, his eyes unfocused.

"Who did it?" Ji Fantian frowned at the third senior brother and asked.

Who is Shi Hao?Unreasonable stir-ups, master who has nothing to do!Coupled with this disused right hand, Shi Hao was full of hatred, so he told everyone in the hall how arrogant and cruel Yang Meng was.

After listening to Shi Hao's narration, all the senior leaders of the Cold Sword Sect were all angry.

"Damn it, even my Cold Sword Sect dares to break in. When the old man goes out and kills them all, let them know why there are mountains beyond mountains, and there are people beyond people!" Ji Fantian was furious, and let go of Shi Hao's grip. Wrist, about to step out of the hall.

"Wait a minute, uncle!" The old man with white beard and hair, whom Han Song called second uncle, stopped Ji Fantian.

He stood up, walked directly to the door, and said: "Uncle, there are only one or two intruders in the area, and nephew going is considered a compliment to them, so there is no need for uncle to go out in person! You can stay in the hall with peace of mind." Wait for my good news!"

Ji Fantian turned pale, nodded and said, "Okay, Nephew Du Bin, be careful!"

The sixtieth old man named Du Bin cupped his hands and walked out of the hall under the guidance of Han Song and others.

……

Outside the Cold Sword Sect's mountain gate, YangMeng was teasing Xiao Hei.

Hearing footsteps from a distance, YangMeng said with a smile: "Senior, the younger one was beaten, and the older one came out. How about it, do you want to loosen your muscles?"

Xiang Yu glanced at YangMeng, and said, "You better do it, I don't want to get my hands dirty!"

"Hey, senior is right! You don't need to take action against these trash!" YangMeng chuckled, and threw Xiao Hei onto Xiang Yu's left shoulder.

While the two were talking, Du Bin also came to the mountain gate under the leadership of Han Song and others.

Seeing the mess everywhere, Dubin's old face turned gloomy, like the calm before the storm.

Han Song's face was full of color, he pointed to Yang Meng, and said: "Second Master, this is the guy! Those few disciples on the ground and the broken plaque are all done by this guy! You must be sure We must seek justice for the few juniors who died!"

Du Bin nodded with a sullen face, pushed Han Song away, looked at Yang Meng with fire in his eyes, and said, "Boy, did you kill all my disciples?"

YangMeng nodded slightly, and said, "Not bad!"

"Boy, you are courting death! You actually bullied me, Cold Sword Sect, do you think your life is too long?" Du Bin roared, furious.

"You Cold Sword Sect bullied me all the way home for your own selfishness, and you still have the face to say that my young master bullied your Cold Sword Sect? A joke, what a big joke!" YangMeng's voice was cold and serious, with murderous intent gushing out.

"What selfishness? I don't understand, but if you kill my sect disciple, you have to save your life!"

When Du Bin left the mountain gate, he never asked YangMeng's name and background; secondly, he never asked him why he chose to come to the gate.When he came up, he just cursed and just wanted to avenge the disciples of the sect.

So, when YangMeng showed his murderous intent, Du Bin had already jumped up, his fists shone with crystal luster, and he blasted straight at YangMeng.

"Old man, you are no match for me!" YangMeng's eyes were full of fierceness, he raised his dragon claws, and grabbed Du Bin who was rushing over from the air.

"call!"

A wave of cyan energy burst out from YangMeng's body. In the space with a radius of one hundred feet, a strong wind blew up from the ground, flying sand and rocks, and trees dancing wildly.

A majestic suction violently pulled the rushing Dubin. Before Han Song and the others had time to react, Dubin automatically fell into Yang Meng's hands at a faster speed than before.

YangMeng himself is 1.8 meters three. Although his figure is a little thin, his whole body is full of strength.Dubin is only about 1.7 meters, and he is already over sixty years old, a little old, and his body is extremely thin.

YangMeng held Du Bin's neck as casually as if he was carrying a chicken.

The sun in the sky has already revealed a layer of white belly, and the moon has already set.Under the weak sunlight, Du Bin's face was flushed red, his eyes popped out like goldfish's eyes, his hands scratched and his feet kicked wildly, and his whole body appeared in a state of weightlessness.

Han Song's face changed, he turned and ran almost without thinking, he didn't care about Dubin's life or death.

He knows Dubin's cultivation level. This old guy went to the mountains to study medicine at the age of five. It has been more than fifty years, and his cultivation base has already reached the peak of the transformation state. As long as he works hard for another ten years, he believes that the pseudo-innate state will not exist. Next.

But it was such a great man who was captured by the young man casually, it was so scary!

I had no choice but to go back and continue to move rescuers.

……

In the main hall of the Cold Sword Sect.

Seeing Han Song and several disciples rushing in, Ji Fantian asked curiously, "Well, why did you come back so soon? Is the matter resolved? By the way, where is Du Bin?"

Han Song showed embarrassment on his face, and he said timidly: "Report to the master Tai Shigong, the second senior uncle, the second senior uncle was arrested by that person..."

"What?" Ji Fantian jumped up and said, "You said Du Bin was arrested?"

"Master Tai, the head of the sect, that young man is really scary. He just grabbed and sucked the second uncle from the air. The second uncle flew up into the air, and was grabbed by the neck by the young man. There is no room to fight back!" Han Song explained nervously.

"Impossible!" Ji Fantian said: "Dubin's cultivation has already approached the last step, how could he be easily caught, are you lying to me?"

As soon as Han Song finished speaking, Ji Fantian immediately shook his head and vetoed it.

"Master..."

Han Song wanted to say something more, but at this moment there was a loud bang, and outside the main hall, a column used to receive the power of the stars suddenly collapsed.

The thick pillars with stainless steel on the outside and marble inside are like Monkey King's wishful golden cudgel in "Journey to the West", which quickly grows bigger in the eyes of everyone who is incomparably astonished.

In fact, what has become bigger is that the long pillars have fallen in the direction of the main hall of the Cold Sword Sect.

"Go, don't stay in the hall anymore!" Ji Fantian looked at the pillars that were getting tighter and tighter, and was the first to reflect, almost running away.

The other high-ranking members of the Cold Sword Sect also followed suit and hurriedly fled to the outside of the hall.

"Boom!"

The tall column, which was tens of meters high and nearly two meters in diameter, fell down in an instant, smashing the hall upright.

With an ear-piercing roar, the keel of the meeting hall broke from the middle, and the beautiful vermilion glazed tiles shattered. From the first floor to the third floor, everything in the hall was smashed to pieces. The miserable appearance was like Thousands of kilograms of T.NT explosives were placed in the main hall.

Standing tens of meters away from the ruins of the main hall, Ji Fantian's eyes twitched angrily, and his whole body was still trembling under extreme depression.

The expressions of the others were not much better.

"Shhhh~~~"

A series of figures came over from other pavilions one after another. They stood behind Ji Fantian, looking at the ruins of the conference hall, their faces were full of astonishment.

"Grand Master, what is going on?"

"Sect Leader, do we want to re-recommend the Hall of Discipline?"

"Rebuild your sister, didn't you see that the pillar we specially built to attract the power of the starry sky was interrupted?"

……

A group of Cold Sword Sect disciples were chattering beside the larger ruins, discussing indiscriminately with shock on their faces, as if they didn't realize at all that Cold Sword Sect had offended someone they couldn't afford, and disaster was imminent. up.

(End of this chapter)