Chapter 720 I'm Here to Ask for an Explanation

"ah!"

"Oh my God!"

"Master, save me."

Because their intestines were entangled, they were forced to form a circle and formed a giant chrysanthemum pattern.

"Senior, I was wrong, I was really wrong."

"Mom."

Seeing their knotted intestines, everyone was so frightened that they collapsed on the spot, wailing and screaming.

In this way, even if you don't die, how can you live in the future?

Tao Yaoyao, who looked like a few little clay figurines, was stunned when she saw Xue Luo Hong. She was still in the surprise of Master's arrival just now.

"puff!"

Tao Yaoyao spurted it out.

He felt his stomach churn and churn, and Jian Xue and Luo Hong also lowered their heads and vomited.

Oh my God!

Master is crazy again.

Master loves them so much, because they were bullied, and this time he was really angry.

This horrific scene made Liao Ming even more heartbroken, because he knew that he would definitely be worse off than his disciples.

Terrified, he kept shouting: "Senior, I am the elder of the Xuanji Sect. There are three thousand disciples in my sect, and the cultivation level of the leader, Wang Xuanji, is not inferior to yours..."

boom!

Li Congxin exerted great force with his palm, crushing his mouth to pieces and leaving a big hole in the back of his head.

"Xuanji Sect, three thousand disciples, Wang Xuanji, hum, very good."

Li Congxin sneered twice. Most of his body was sunk into the Palace of Hell, but he still threatened him? Bang bang bang! After a few more palm shots, seven or eight big holes suddenly appeared on Liao Ming's body.

A good person was turned into a piece of human-shaped briquettes by him.

"You like to show off, don't you?"

"It's a coincidence. I have a skewed outlook on things, so this is the best thing I can say."

Li Congxin, whose head was burning, stepped on Liao Ming's body, stretched out a hand, gathered the laws in his five fingers, and pulled back in the air.

A soul body was directly pulled out of his body.

At this moment, Liao Ming was completely frightened, and his soul screamed: "Senior, have mercy on me for my hard-earned achievements. Please show mercy and forgive me once."

There is no trace of the demeanor of a teacher, and he even begs: "As long as you don't kill me, I am willing to work as a cow or a horse for you."

The old monster Yuanying will not die if his body is damaged, but if his soul is destroyed, he will really die.

The longer you live, the more you fear death.

"I don't have much interest in livestock."

Li Congxin tugged left and right with both hands, tearing away! He tore Liao Ming's soul into pieces as if he were tearing apart a Japanese devil with his hands.

Then, he looked at the big blood sausage chrysanthemum.

A group of Xuanji Sect disciples, whose intestines were tied together in a tight knot, were wailing and shouting.

"Senior, this matter has nothing to do with us."

"The three disciples who bullied you were all the fault of our master, that blind bastard."

"Yes, yes, he deserves to die. Liao Ming, that bastard, dies well."

"He deserves to live forever."

The master has been shaken to pieces, how can they not panic? A group of people who were panicked all of a sudden sent their "condolences" to their master, and their filial piety moved the world.

"Just say useless things."

Li Congxin rolled his eyes. Do you think I am a reasonable person? With a flick of his finger, a sword light flew out, like a spiritual snake, flying past the necks of more than a dozen people.

Poof!

Two-meter-high pillars of blood spurted out from the necks of more than a dozen Xuanji Sect disciples at the same time like a fountain.

More than a dozen heads took off at the same time.

"If begging for mercy was of any use, I wouldn't have had his two front teeth knocked out by his father when he peeped at my little cousin next door taking a bath."

I don’t know what nonsense Li Congxin was talking about, but he obviously lost a lot of anger and spat again: "Whether you are a master or a disciple, if anyone has a little bit of backbone, I respect you all, but with your performance, I will be punished." Even if I'm beaten for ten thousand years, you won't be able to defeat me."

Tao Yaoyao on the side shivered when she saw Xue Luohong. She didn't know whether it was the rain soaking her body or the chill on her back.

The master started talking nonsense again.

With your temper, who would dare to hang you for ten thousand years!

With your abilities, no one can defeat you for ten thousand years!

"It's so frustrating, a bunch of scum with basically zero fighting ability."

Li Congxin had a dull look on his face, and then he bared his teeth at a few clay doll-like disciples, glanced at the spiritual grass tightly held in the girl's hand, and showed a touch of tenderness on his face.

"If anything happens in the future, remember to call Master."

"Shout earlier!"

But immediately, he returned to his crazy state. He grabbed Jianxue and Luohong's ponytails with both hands and pulled them back: "Disciples, come on, I will take you to Xuanji Gate to ask for an explanation."

"Master, don't make trouble."

Jian Xue and Luo Hong leaned back at the same time, and quickly grabbed Li Congxin's wrist. Their small bodies were twisted under Li Congxin's hands several times before they finally broke free.

"Master, what did you say?"

Tao Yaoyao looked surprised and her beautiful eyes widened.

I looked around. Under the drizzle and in a pool of blood, the people of the Xuanji Sect were disemboweled, decapitated, and soul-broken. Each one died more horribly than the last. Are you sure it's not the Xuanji Sect that should seek an explanation from us?

The three women looked at each other.

Then, he showed a helpless expression, and at the same time there was a warmth in his heart.

We all know that Master is a bit crazy and his actions are naturally illogical. However, his old man was really kind to them and loved them very much.

But seeing Li Congxin striding away, he quickly followed him: "Master, you're going the wrong way. That's where Xuanji Gate goes."

…

Drizzle in the valley.

Soon after Li Congxin and his companions left.

"Damn it, my father almost fell to death."

"Damn it, among the time travelers, there is probably no one as useless as me."

"Hey! How long will this end!"

A man climbed up from the water while cursing in a low voice. This man was Zhang Han, who was knocked unconscious by Liao Ming's sleeve.

"Fuck, what's going on?"

After waking up, Zhang Han was shocked to see his master and fellow disciples dead on the ground.

"Didn't my stupid master just bully a few weak beautiful girls? How come he died so miserably in the blink of an eye!"

"What good show did I miss?"

Zhang Han was like a confused person standing under a confused tree, and then he shivered all over.

"Let's go back first."

So he also went to Xuanji Gate.

...

The weather was sunny and windy, but I don't know how long it will last.

At this time, two girls were holding hands with a playful old man, and under the guidance of another girl, the family of four came to the gate of Xuanji Gate in a warm atmosphere.

"Believers?"

As soon as he arrived here, Li Congxin's eyes were attracted by something.

Under the gate, a man was kneeling, wearing linen clothes and broken straw sandals. He should be a mortal. He was seen with his head down and his spirit was depressed. I don't know how long he has been kneeling here.

Li Congxin laughed: "I didn't expect that there are such devout believers in Xuanji Gate. Is this a famous and upright sect that is respected and loved by the world?"

Luohong was not surprised: "Mortals believe in immortal cultivators very much."

Jianxue said: "But they can't tell which immortal cultivators have a heart of compassion for the common people and which ones don't. Anyway, as long as they are immortal cultivators, they worship them as immortals."

"Ignorant."

"Fool."

Li Congxin and Tao Yaoyao, one old and one young, curled their lips at the same time, and their movements were surprisingly consistent.

Soon, they arrived outside the gate.

The three women couldn't help but feel guilty. They killed more than a dozen people and came to ask for justice. Who can they go to for justice? Hu Zuo Tianzun would cry if he heard it, and Fei Wei Dadi would faint in the toilet if he knew it.

But the three women were curious, and they didn't know how the master would ask for justice next.

Seeing two Xuanji disciples standing guard at the mountain gate, Jianxue said: "Master, do you want me to report it?"

"No."

Arriving outside the mountain gate, Li Congxin cleared his throat and shouted: "Hui'er."

Qingfeng and Mingyue, the two Xuanji disciples guarding the mountain gate, were startled.

Tao Yaoyao was also dumbfounded when she saw Xue Luohong. What was the master yelling about? She could only explain to herself that the master had some mental problems and behaved abnormally. He was just shouting randomly.

"Calling souls."

Seeing that the visitors were an old man with mud on his clothes and three girls covered in mud, Qingfeng and Mingyue immediately put on a sour face.

Any cultivator with a bit of strength would fly around, so how could they climb all the way up the mountain and get covered in stinky mud? These people, like the unlucky guy kneeling, should be mortals.

"Go find Hui'er somewhere else."

Qingfeng waved his hand to drive them away, looking unhappy: "There is no one called Hui'er here."

"Really?"

Li Congxin was immediately beaming with joy and strode forward: "I am here."

"Old thing, you are still yelling here, do you know what happened to the last person who yelled here?"

"Take another step forward, and I will kick you into a pumpkin rolling down the mountain."

Mingyue pointed at Li Congxin and warned him loudly, stomping his feet and shouting: "Back off, back off, back off!"

"Back off your grandma's leg."

More than a dozen meters away, Li Congxin stretched out a hand and raised his arm up, and Mingyue was like being pinched into the air by an invisible hand, pinching the waist of fate.

Li Congxin turned his hand, and Mingyue turned directly in the air, upside down.

Bang!

Li Congxin smashed his hand down hard, and the Qinggang rock ground in front of the mountain gate exploded. Mingyue's head hit the ground, like a carrot stuck in the ground, with only two big feet sticking out of the ground.

The remaining disciple Qingfeng, who was guarding the mountain gate, was stunned on the spot with his mouth open.

"What are you in a daze?"

Li Congxin stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, as if nothing had happened: "Go and report it?"

Qingfeng didn't react for a while: "Report, report what?"

Li Congxin's beard curled up.

With a move of his hand in the air, he pulled Mingyue out of the ground, bang! He smashed him back in again, saying: "Go and ask your sect leader Wang Xuanji to bring the three thousand disciples of the sect to come out and kowtow to this old man and apologize."

Qingfeng was so scared that his whole body trembled.

Then, he rolled and crawled towards the mountain gate.