"All of the forty disciples have their martial arts been deposed?"

Elder Zhao's face turned clear and cloudy. As soon as he stood up, he asked in a deep voice: "What's going on? Explain it clearly to me!"

The sect and disciples are dependent on each other, and the bond is the dance heritage.

It is not only a disaster for so many disciples to be useless at once, but also a trouble for the sect. Although the Taoist system will not be cut off, it involves a wide range of conflicts between several major sects within the sect, which may further deepen, and even the interests of the sect will be affected.

It is precisely because of this that when Elder Zhao heard this news, he couldn't sit still and his calm expression was wiped out.

In a hurry, the elder's aura rose sharply, and his aura of high positions and extraordinary martial arts spread, which directly made the disciples in front of him frightened and did not dare to delay any delay.

"Elder, that man seems to have a grudge against our sect, so he is merciless! All the senior brothers and brothers surrounded him and were knocked away after just one encounter. He was seriously injured and fell to the ground. Each of his bones showed signs of shrinkage, his big tendons broke, and he became a useless person! These things were summarized by the Deacon Hall, and I heard that the man..."

This disciple is obviously responsible for delivering messages. He is very eloquent, has clear ideas, and is more organized in his words. He can convey the information he gets one by one. Although Elder Zhao did not see it with his own eyes, he could roughly understand the situation just by listening to the disciple's words.

"Whenever you take action, no matter who is knocked down? And if you don't deliberately penetrate the dantian, you can destroy other people's kung fu? Even Liu Chuan is no exception?" Elder Zhao frowned and tighter, and his face became more and more gloomy. "This person's kung fu has reached at least the level of the Zhoutian realm! It's not easy to deal with!"

Just as he was thinking, another burst of rapid footsteps came outside the door. The next moment, a disciple hurried over, knelt on one knee, and said with his fist: "Report to the elder, the elder brother sent someone to inform him. The person who was provoking trouble had a high level of cultivation. The elder brother felt that he was not an opponent, so please make an idea!"

"Oh? Xiang'er is not an opponent?" Elder Zhao nodded when he heard this, without showing an unexpected expression.

As the first disciple of Kaiyang Sect, Mo Xiang has a good cultivation level, but he is not yet the top of the third generation. The reason why he really lets him sit firmly is his clear mind and his methods of dealing with people. After all, running a sect is not a stadium, nor is it because the higher his martial arts, the better.

In fact, this is also the source of the contradiction that is often seen in the martial arts world. The reason why many sects decline is often caused by unman entrusted by many martial arts geniuses, and as a result, the man's kung fu is getting higher and higher, but the influence of the entire sect quickly decreases.

Of course, this situation has also spawned many conflicts between the elders and brothers, and the scenes of fighting for the leader are constantly being staged. It is not bad for the big sects, because they have elders who can control the scope of the fight, but the small sects often fall into internal friction and eventually exhaust their vitality.

This Mo Xiang is an example. Although he was challenged by several junior brothers of his peers with higher martial arts skills, his status was as stable as Mount Tai. At this time, Elder Zhao heard the news and knew Mo Xiang's arrangements, he immediately ordered a few disciples with high cultivation to go down the mountain to support him.

But before he could give the order, footsteps sounded outside the door, followed by a breathless disciple rushed in, and he shouted directly: "Elder! Oh no, elder! Senior brother, he..."

The disciple ran too fast, and as soon as he came in, he was just talking, and a sentence stuck in his throat, and he couldn't breathe.

"What's wrong with Xiang'er!" Elder Zhao asked with a loud voice, his voice exploded in the disciple's ear, with a faint anger, which reflected his attention to the news and his anxiety in his heart.

You know, although Mo Xiang is not his disciple, he is capable in his work and has been respected more often, so Elder Zhao still attaches great importance to this first disciple.

When the elders asked, there was even more impact from the aura of the superior. The disciple was startled and forced to press down on his abnormality and hurriedly said, "The eldest brother negotiated with that man, but he was also deposed!"

"What!" Elder Zhao almost jumped up when he heard the news. He stepped forward and in the blink of an eye came to the disciple who reported the news, grabbed him, grabbed him, and lifted him up, "Say it again!"

Click!

In a hurry, his mind was shaken. Elder Zhao could no longer control his strength. He used a little skill in the Dingwu Three Jue Hands, and directly pinched the disciple's shoulders and made the sound of bones breaking.

But this disciple knew that at least, he endured the severe pain and repeated the words just now.

At this moment, Elder Zhao heard it clearly. He let go of his hand and let the disciples land, but ignored it. He just roared in a low voice: "So brave! So brave! How long has it been, Xiang'er was destroyed in less than a quarter of an hour! The other party didn't plan to be good at all! Hey! The first disciple of Kaiyang Sect said he was ruined, so courageous! So courageous!"

When he said the last sentence, Elder Zhao laughed furiously, but his face was so gloomy that it seemed like water was about to drip out of it.

Mo Xiang's identity is the first disciple of Kaiyang Sect. Unlike ordinary disciples, if an ordinary disciple is deposed, it is to make enemies, but the first disciple of Kaiyang Sect is deposed in front of the mountain gate, which is an insult. If it is spread, the entire Kaiyang Sect will become a laughing stock in the world.

"It's unbearable!" He growled, and Elder Zhao turned around and was about to issue an order. He knew that there was nothing to say about the person who challenged this time, and there was only one way to go.

But before he could tell the order, there was another mess of footsteps outside the door, followed by figures.

"Elder! It's not good! All the disciples guarding halfway up the mountain have been deposed!"

"Elder! The disciple who was on duty in Beitang today, just now, met a person, a group of ten people, all of whom were useless!"

"The more than 20 disciples of the Western Temple who were on tour in Taolin were all knocked down!"

"The thirty disciples of Ishii also met that man, and none of them escaped."

"The disciple who was responsible for looking at the Mid-mountain platform has collapsed! He can no longer get the situation on the mountain path!"

...

These disciples who came came all looked flustered and hurried, each of them was sweating profusely, and their words were like machine guns, popping out one by one, but Elder Zhao was completely stunned.

It's abolished! It's abolished! It's abolished!

At this moment, there was only one word left in the rotating elder's head.

Although Wuqu Mountain is not steep, it cannot be said to be towering compared to the famous mountains and rivers in the hinterland of Central China. However, it is still a wonder in the northwest. The Kaiyang School established a mountain gate and built it on the mountain. The mountain road between the mountain gate and the sect building complex is tortuous and long, and many inspection points have been set up.

These inspection points are not the strongholds in the military camp responsible for security inspections, but facilities used to train disciples, combining sect choreographies with martial arts practice.

After all, no matter how chaotic a sect is, its internal friction, its disciples still have to practice martial arts. The inheritance of martial arts is the foundation of a martial arts sect. It is impossible for them to ignore serious business all day long and have a lot of thoughts.

On weekdays, several halls of Kaiyang Sect, disciples of different levels and generations, will stop at inspection points on the mountains and in the trails in the order of rotation, using the natural environment in the mountains and forests to exercise martial arts and strengthen muscles.

These disciples are not very important alone, but they are important components of a sect.

If the martial arts sect wants to become bigger and stronger, the elite disciples of the Guangda sect, ordinary disciples who form the cornerstone, and special disciples who use to make money and build relationship networks are indispensable.

But now, with the news from each disciple, what appeared in Elder Zhao’s mind, is the cornerstone of a sect that is shaken!

Back then, there was a famous thief in the martial arts world known as "Three Sword Hand", who made enemies with a small sect "Daojianmen". Then, he relied on himself to attack ordinary disciples and fled as soon as he met an elite disciple. Afterwards, he used the same trick again. A few years later, he killed the "Daojianmen" and was soon removed from the world.

"What kind of hatred does this person have with me, Kaiyang Sect? He actually wants to shake the foundation of this sect!"

The shock came quickly, but Elder Zhao was a person who had experienced the storm. He quickly recovered and stopped asking carefully. Zhang Kai said, "What's the panic? The other party has only one person. Could it be that he can really do what we Kaiyang Sect can do?"

He said calmly, the more this time the decision makers could not show panic. He paused and continued: "Go and let the disciples who were parading on the mountain wake up, the closer ones, and find a secret place to hide from the distance. The people who make trouble have some cultivation. Although we are not afraid, we cannot let him find loopholes and break them one by one!"

Hearing his orders, a disciple immediately took the order and left. The others were also infected by Elder Zhao's calmness and panicked.

At this time, Elder Zhao said again: "Let Sun Ming draw some disciples from the martial arts hall, go to the Elders' Pavilion to get the token, arrange a mountain guard formation to stop the man, and don't let him enter the inner gate!"

The Kaiyang School building complex is located between the mountainside and the peak. After passing the inner gate, it is where the headquarters is located.

The martial arts hall is actually where the elite disciples are located, and they are the most talented and combat-capable disciples in each hall.

However, Elder Zhao's order had just been sent out, and another sound of footsteps came from the outside. Then, a young man covered in blood stumbled in and fell to the ground when he saw Elder Zhao.

"Sun Ming was guilty of death! Seeing the enemy attack, he brought all the junior brothers from the martial arts hall to fight out, but he didn't expect that the man was too fast and had already attacked before the formation was opened. The martial arts hall... The martial arts hall..."

"completely annihilated!"

Bang!

As soon as the young man named Sun Ming finished speaking, Elder Zhao slapped the table next to him. The table made a loud noise and suddenly split into pieces!

ps: Thank you for the precious monthly tickets you cast by the "boy boy"! Thank you for Yokogawa's reward!

.
Chapter completed!