No one stopped him and allowed Gongsun Zhen's palm to grab Songling.

Among the five, Fan Zhen has the highest strength and cannot even stop him. Bi Gongyu and Lan Yu are not qualified to get close.

Everyone's face had blue veins. Before they could gain a foothold, someone died here. Fan Zhen clenched his fists.

The scene from the Hall of Merit today gave them a vivid lesson.

It will have a great impact on their future practice.

Whenever they think of all this today, they will be grateful to Gongsun Zhen and Lin Mingxu. It is their humiliation, which inspires their cultivation and the path to the strong.

Only when people experience life and death crises can they better understand the importance of strength.

Dignity is based on fists.

The strength is not strong enough and can only be slaughtered.

When his palm was only a few inches away from Songling's neck, a terrifying cold light suddenly shot into the outside of the hall.

"Click!"

In front of hundreds of people, Gongsun Zhen's palm suddenly fell down and was cut off by the cold beams.

“Ahhhh…”

Gongsun Zhen screamed in pain, and blood squirted, dyeing Songling's clothes red.

The entire merit hall is in chaos, who is so brave to hurt people here?

Except for Liu Wuxie who destroyed Wang Tie and others here last time, few people caused trouble in the Hall of Merit.

"Who, stand up for me!"

Lin Mingxu held a long sword in his hand and looked around, wanting to see who cut off Gongsun Zhen's palm.

The powerful murderous aura came in from outside the hall, and everyone realized that the cold air just now was shooting in from outside the hall.

Hundreds of gazes all looked out of the hall, including Fan Zhen and others, wanting to know who saved them.

A blue figure walked stepping on the stone steps to the front of the hall gate step by step.

"Ghost..."

A disciple who was closer suddenly let out a ghost cry.

"Bang..."

An invisible palm print slammed over the sky, and the young man screamed and flew up and fell directly into the grass in the distance, not knowing life and death.

"Yes... it's Liu Wuxie... he is not dead..."

Everyone looked at Liu Wuxie, full of fear, especially those who mocked Liu Wuxie just now, trembling with fear.

Liu Wuxie's reputation has long been spread throughout the inner and outer sects of Tianbao Sect. He was decisive in killing his disciples who had a grudge against him, and would never show mercy.

Everyone was panicked, and some people wanted to leave the Hall of Merit quietly.

"Whoever dares to leave here will be killed without mercy!"

A few short words, like the sound of death, enveloped the entire Hall of Merit. Everyone stopped their steps and could not move their legs.

It contains soul power. After practicing the soul-forging technique, Liu Wuxie's soul power has reached an incredible level.

Everyone had to stop. Several of them were so scared that they peed their pants directly. The smelly smell filled the Hall of Merit.

This scene fell into the eyes of Fan Zhen and the other two.

The five of them looked at each other, and saw endless ecstasy from each other's eyes.

It was ecstatic that Liu Wuxie was not dead, and it was shocked that Liu Wuxie was in Tianbao Sect and his status was so high that he scared so many people to move with one sentence.

Anyone can easily pinch five of them to death, and in front of Liu Wuxie, they are like weak little chickens.

The crowd automatically moved aside. Liu Wuxie stepped into the center of the hall, and several deacons at the windows closed the counters and were unwilling to participate in the matter.

His eyes fell on Fan Zhen and the other two, and Liu Wuxie frowned and did not see his father-in-law and mother-in-law.

"Brother, I knew you were not dead!"

Songling suddenly rushed up, and his fat body hugged Liu Wuxie tightly, pressing Liu Wuxie so hard that he was almost unable to breathe.

After not seeing each other for more than half a year, Songling gained weight again.

Seeing Liu Wuxie, Chen Ruoyan couldn't control her tears and stood there crying silently.

"Wuxie, this is what your father-in-law asked me to give to you!"

Fan Zhen came over, took out a letter from his arms, and handed it to Liu Wuxie.

After taking the letter, Liu Wuxie tore open the fire lacquer and pulled out the letter from it.

It was written by my father-in-law, and I read it one by one: "Wuxie, I know you are doing it for our own good. There are still many things in the family that I really can't get rid of. We will go again next time we have the chance..."

"I have chosen the third princess and Lan Yu. Some things must be faced. Over the past six months, I have been feeling uncomfortable when I see the third princess getting thinner and thinner. You have grown up. I believe you will handle each other's relationship well..."

"Lan Yu has strong management skills and is your disciple, so it is relatively convenient to use. I know that you are very good in the cultivation world and I am very happy for my father, and Brother Liu will be very happy..."

I wrote three pictures in total. In addition to my father-in-law's arrangement, I also talked about many recent changes in the family and some things that happened in the Great Yan Dynasty.

Since it was arranged by his father-in-law, Liu Wuxie would respect his father-in-law's opinions.

"I've made you suffer!"

Liu Wuxie bowed to Fan Zhen. Although he had not witnessed what had just happened, he could already guess from the expressions of everyone and Lin Mingxu's eyes.

"Wuxie, don't be polite!"

Fan Zhen patted Liu Wuxie on the shoulder, and when he thought that Liu Wuxie was once a student of the Imperial Academy, a burst of pride surged in his heart.

"Disciple, please pay homage to Master!"

Lan Yu suddenly knelt down and kowtowed three times at Liu Wuxie, which made everyone present confused.

Liu Wuxie even accepted disciples in the secular world.

"Get up!"

Lan Yu quickly stood up with an excited look on his face.

"You guys stay aside and leave the rest to me."

Liu Wuxie gave them a look of peace of mind, and Fan Zhen and Bi Gongyu looked at each other:

"Wuxie, we have not suffered any losses, so let it go!"

Bi Gongyu doesn't want to make things worse because it's not worth it for them to offend so many people.

"never mind!"

Liu Wuxie showed his white teeth, causing everyone present to have a cold war, and the temperature in the entire hall dropped sharply.

"I know you have good intentions and don't want me to offend too many people, but today, they dare to bully my friends and not teach them a lesson, how to calm my anger."

The terrifying waves of air swept across the hall, and the bodies of those people were shaking.

"Liu Wuxie, I did not mock them, nor did I target your friends. Can you leave?"

Hundreds of people present, and many others did not do anything out of style. I hope Liu Wuxie can distinguish right from wrong.

"Whether you have the final say or not, it's not that you have the final say, but that my brother has the final say!"

Liu Wuxie suddenly grabbed Songling's shoulder and pushed him in front.

"Say, who mocked you just now, who threatened you, and who wanted to kill you."

Let Songling point out that Songling firmly remembered the faces of these people just now.

"Brother, do you really want to point it out!"

Songling rubbed his hands. His mind was not as good as Liu Wuxie's spiritual light, but he was not stupid either. He really pointed out that the consequences were unimaginable and offended so many people at the same time!

"Sign it!"

Liu Wuxie ordered him.

"He, he, he..."

Every time Songling pointed at a person, the person would tremble and his body would tremble unconsciously.

He pointed to forty or fifty people in a row, and finally Fan Zhen stood up and kicked Songling, and then he gave up.

There were quite a few people who mocked him just now, and pointed out that more than fifty people came, these people were the worst, especially Lin Mingxu, Gongsun Zhen, Zhang Shu and others.

"The person who is accused of destroying his cultivation will be destroyed. Don't force me to do it."

Liu Wuxie did not start a big killing, but instead they abandoned their own cultivation.

Losing cultivation is equivalent to a waste, and sooner or later he will die in Tianbao Sect.

"Liu Wuxie, you are so despicable!"

Lin Mingxu stood up and pointed at Liu Wuxie. He believed that he was not his opponent.

"roll!"
To be continued...