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979 Blood Rage 9

When the disciple heard this, his eyes sterned and was about to speak, his eyes suddenly lost their luster. He fell to the place in a daze, and he had completely lost his breath of life. However, among the corpses all over the square, the disciple's corpse was indeed the most complete

At this time, the Great Elder was happily preparing for the dinner party when a message suddenly came to him. The Great Elder took off the jade slip and saw that it read: Foreign enemies invaded, all the outer disciples were killed, and support quickly!

After seeing this, the elder's face darkened and quickly summoned the disciples from the sect to rush towards the outer sect. When the elder rushed to the outer sect, the scene in front of him suddenly shocked him, and then anger instantly surged into the heart of the elder.

The Great Elder has been in the Southern Hawks for many years and has long regarded the Southern Hawks as his home. Now, seeing these disciples whom he regarded as younger generations die on the spot, he immediately shouted at the people of Qitian Pavilion: "Who are you? Why did you break into my mountain gate and kill my disciples? Do you really think that there is no one in the Southern Hawks? You must pay the price today!"

Facing the great elder in anger, the smile on the face of the old man opposite him became brighter and brighter: "This must be the great elder of the Southern Hawks. I wonder where Murong Ningyue of the noble sect is now?"

The elder was stunned when he heard this. The group of people came in full force, it turned out to be coming towards Murong Ningyue. Murong Ningyue had just won the first place in the ranking. The elder had decided to train Murong Ningyue as the strongest future leader of the Southern Hawks. At this moment, how could these people easily let him go when they were looking for Elder Murong Ningyue?

"Hmph! Are you the disciples of my Southern Hawks the ones you want to see? If you kill so many disciples in my sect, I will take your head to pay tribute to them first!"

The elder shouted loudly and rushed towards the smiling old man. Facing the sudden attack of the elder, the smiley old man was still motionless. The elder was about to get a bright light in his hands and eyes, and his figure flew towards the old man a little faster. Just as the elder was about to succeed, the two expressionless middle-aged men suddenly took action and slapped the elder with one palm.

The two of them were lightly attacking the Great Elder. Although they seemed weak, the Great Elder felt a little danger and did not bother to attack the old man with a smile and hurriedly changed his moves and stretched out his palms and touched the two palms that were attacking each other.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, the figure of the Great Elder retreated quickly at a faster speed than before. Seeing this, the people from the Presbyterian Council rushed forward to respond. However, the Great Elder still retreated a hundred meters in a row before stopping, covering his chest while looking at the smiling old man in surprise and doubtful eyes.

"puff!"

After a moment, the Great Elder could no longer help but spurt out a mouthful of blood. The one who faced the two middle-aged men just now had caused great internal injuries. At this time, the Great Elder's heart was shocked. You must know that he was at the Sixth Stage of the Spirit Emperor, but he was still told by the other party with a palm. It seems that the other party's cultivation is far better than him. I am afraid that no one except the leader can match him.

"Who are you?"
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