Chapter 1470

So now the Lord of destiny, Wujian Tianxuan, is just an empty shelf.

So just now, Murong sword of Xuantian sword sect and other inner sect elders ignored the arrival of Wujian Tianxuan.

"Elder, are all the things you just said about the evil blood corpse gate true?"

Wujian Tianxuan sighed and said.

The elder's face showed a wry smile: "of course it's true. Now the Xuantian sword sect Murong sword doesn't know what's good or bad, and ignores the horror of the evil blood corpse sect. This disaster is difficult for my destiny sect!"

Wujian Tianxuan also sighed: "up to now, he has no longer served me. What can he do? Let's go! What should come, can't hide..."

When the voice fell, Wujian Tianxuan and the elder rose up and disappeared in front of the mountain gate.

The next day, the disciples of Tianming sect got up and practiced according to their daily practice, but the only difference was that there were obviously many more disciples patrolling on the mountain path.

But the whole day passed, and tianmingzong was always quiet.

In the main hall of the vice Pope, Murong sword, the Xuantian sword Pope, stood coldly in the main hall.

"Hum, the elder is really alarmist, trying to divert my attention to the so-called ancient evil corpse gate, so as to compete for time for the waste of Wujian Tianxuan. It's naive!"

"Three elders... How are you getting ready!"

An old man walked behind Murong sword, the Xuantian sword sect, and bowed down and said, "tell the sect leader that everything is ready already. Just wait for the broken tianqin dome to pass!"

Murong Jian, the Xuantian sword sect, sneered: "hum, the one who understands the highest level of breaking heaven fist is ready to go out and fight with me. How can I give him this opportunity! Tianming sect is always mine!"

The three elders said with a smile: "hehe, now more than 60% of the core disciples are on our side. Even if the broken tianqin dome passes the pass, it is definitely not the opponent of the patriarch!"

"Although we have a good chance of winning, on the bright side, that Wujian Tianxuan is still the patriarch. Without any mistakes, we can't find a chance to force him to abdicate. Damn it!"

Xuantian sword sect Murong sword said coldly.

The three elders turned their eyes and said, "Lord, in fact, there is a good opportunity right now!"

"What good opportunity?"

Xuantian sword sect Murong sword was stunned.

The Third Elder smiled grimly and said, "didn't the elder mention the ancient evil blood corpse gate yesterday? But there's no news yet. It must be the old thing who played tricks to delay us. It's better... We'll take our own measures..."

Murong sword of Xuantian sword sect flashed in his eyes and said, "how do you plan?"

The Third Elder smiled grimly and said, "it's very simple. We can find someone to pretend to be the man of the ancient evil blood corpse gate and take Qin Qiong's men..."

At this point, the three elders quietly made a movement to wipe their necks.

"Well, that's a good way! But the skill of the ancient evil blood corpse sect is to absorb blood gas. I'm afraid it's hard to imitate!"

The eyes of Murong sword, Xuantian sword sect, brightened and then darkened.

The three elders straightened up and said with a ferocious smile, "Lord, have you forgotten my martial arts skills and blood clotting palm before I started?"

As like as two peas, the blood of the enemy will solidify and become solid after death. Then I will extract blood from the outside and look exactly like the murder of the blood corpse gate.

The mouth of Murong sword of Xuantian sword sect bent.

The three elders used to be a lone wanderer before entering the school. His cultivation is extraordinary. Especially his unique skill of pressing the bottom of the box, clotting palm, is very terrible.

Just after he got started, he didn't use coagulation palm anymore. Now when he mentioned it, Murong sword, the Xuantian sword sect, suddenly moved in his heart.

"But will those who kill Qin Qiong's pulse arouse the suspicion of the big elder and Wujian Tianxuan?"

The Third Elder said with a smile: "it's easy. After I kill someone, the patriarch must be there at the first time, and then have a few moves with me. The power must be fierce. In this case, the eldest elder and Wujian Tianxuan can't guess my identity no matter how cunning they are. Moreover, the patriarch can take the opportunity to make trouble and force them to catch the murderer quickly... Hehe..."

The three elders said, the corners of the mouth of Murong sword, Xuantian sword sect, had opened.

"Hahaha... OK, that's great. In this way, you can kill with one stone. Let the elder and Wujian Tianxuan doubt it and have no way to take me. If they can't catch the murderer, they will make the sect disciples more disappointed. At that time, I'll take the opportunity to cheer up, hahaha... Tianmingzong, it's easy to get it!"

Murong Jian, the Xuantian sword sect, was completely excited. He smiled and patted the three elders on the shoulder and said, "well, well done. If this thing succeeds, you will be my deputy sect leader!"

The three elders were overjoyed and quickly bowed down and said, "thank you for your promotion. I will go through fire and water!"

"Go ahead and do a good job!"

"Yes! Sect leader, I'm going to kill the first level disciples first. You can come as soon as you hear the news!"

"Yes!"

The three elders bowed down and left the vice Pope's main hall. He followed the mountain path and soon came to the place where the first-class disciples were located.

At this time, the full moon had risen to half the sky, and most of the disciples had fallen asleep.

When everything was silent, the cold killing intention followed.

The shadow appeared outside a house. It was the three elders of Tianming sect.

He quietly pierced the window and looked inside. The disciples in the house had fallen asleep.

This disciple is one of the most promising disciples to enter the inner gate this year. He has very high talent, but the three elders know that this is a disciple valued by Qin Qiong and made a promise early in the morning.

"Hehe, your life is hard!"

He quietly opened the window and slipped in. Then he raised his right palm and blew it on the disciple's chest.

The poor disciple was still dreaming, and he was already dead on the spot.

He didn't spit blood because the blood in his body had already solidified.

"Ha ha..."

The three elders sneered, and then stretched out their palms. Suddenly, a large stream of viscous blood red objects erupted from the disciple's seven orifices.

These blood red objects are the blood condensed in the disciple's body.

With a wave of the Third Elder hand, he took away all the blood red objects, and the swollen muscles of the disciple quickly shriveled.

After all this, the three elders grabbed the disciple's body and turned out of the house.

At this time, the lights outside the house were already bright. Murong sword, the Xuantian sword sect, took the lead and surrounded the three elders.

"Damn evil man, you dare to kill my disciples of Tianming sect. What crime should you commit!"

The Xuantian sword sect Murong sword looked righteous and scolded fiercely.

The three elders deliberately lowered their voice and Jie laughed.