Chuanshu Shizun is a big villain

Chapter 483 Choice

Zhao Buzhu, a cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm, stood in front of hundreds of people, looking at Ling Daoyun, who was in the Nascent Soul Realm, with confusion and disbelief on his face.

When Ling Daoyun transformed into the Blood Hell Butcher before, he was terrified.

At that time, Ling Daoyun's cultivation level was only at the Xiantai level.

Now, the other party took a step forward and his cultivation level directly reached the Nascent Soul Stage.

The body suspended in the air was not far away. Zhao Zhu raised his hand tremblingly and pointed at his nose, "Let me, a weak chicken in the Condensation Realm, kill the ancestor in the Nascent Soul Realm???"

The corner of Wanhua's head's mouth twitched.

The other disciples' eyes were full of encouragement, as if to say, "Don't stop, you can do it, you will definitely do it."

"I can do it, sir."

"If you want me to die, just say so."

"Why do you have to torture me like this!!!"

Zhao couldn't help but roar in his heart.

He turned around and looked at Ling Daoyun. He couldn't help but reveal an extremely flattering smile on his face, but he didn't launch an attack, just smiled.

What a joke, there is something wrong with my brain. I rushed directly towards the Yuanying ancestor.

Shi Ran smiled slightly and said, "Do you really want to kill me?"

Zhao Buzhu, who thought he would be killed immediately, was slightly stunned. He hesitated for a moment, looked behind him, and finally made up his mind. He quickly shook his head and said, "No."

As if this statement could not express the resistance in his heart, he quickly added: "Not at all."

Shi Ran nodded in satisfaction and asked, "Do you think you can kill me?"

Zhao kept shaking his head like a rattle, "I can't kill him. I can't kill him."

Shi Ran smiled and said, "Are you planning to die?"

"Not at all."

Zhao couldn't help shaking his head more happily.

Are you kidding? You are alive and well, why would you want to die?

"In that case, I can give you a choice."

"What choice?" Zhao couldn't help blurting out.

"The first choice is to fight me openly."

Zhao Buzhu didn't even think about it and asked, "What about the second one?"

There was no way he was considering the first option.

"The second choice." Shi Ran smiled faintly and said, "If you abandon the dark and join the light, join my Suibian Xianmen and become a member of my Suibian Xianmen, I can guarantee that you will not die in this battle."

"Of course, in order to ensure your determination to join my Suibian Xianmen, you have to attack him."

Zhao couldn't help but look in the direction of Shi Ran's finger, with a look of despair on his face.

Before Zhao Buzhu could make a choice, Shi Ran's voice came again, "Of course, I'm not just saying this to him, I'm also saying this to you."

"You have one breath to launch an attack on your amiable leader."

"After a breath, if there is no attacker, my Xianmen will not accept him anymore."

"Everyone, you can make your choice."

The eyes of the Wanhua Sect Leader were filled with gloom, and the aura of a Nascent Soul Realm expert emanated from his body. He glanced coldly at the people of his sect and said, "So, are you going to attack me?"

Everyone was silent, no one dared to speak.

Zhao kept lowering his head, his facial expression changing constantly, and no one knew what he was thinking.

The head of Wanhua looked at Shi Ran and said with a smile: "Ling Daoyun, trying to sow discord? You can't do that!"

Shi Ran smiled and said nothing.

Zhao Buzhu moved, raised the flying sword in his hand, and slashed hard at the head of Wanhua.

Under Zhao Buzhu's control, the flying sword rushed towards the head of Wanhua at a rapid speed.

The flying sword is extremely fast, and even a cultivator who has reached the great perfection in the late Nascent Soul stage may not be able to resist it.

It's just a pity that the opponent is not a cultivator who has reached the late stage of the Condensation Realm, or even a strong man in the Sweet Rain Realm or the Transformation Sea Realm, but an old ancestor of the Nascent Soul Realm. Damn it!

Damn it.

Zhao kept attacking him, which was something that the Wanhua Sect Leader never expected.

It's a slap in the face.

Boundless anger arose from the bottom of Zhao's heart. He used his magic power to attack the flying sword and the person who threw the flying sword with all his strength.

Anyone who betrays the sect in public must be severely punished and made to pay the price.

Only if Zhao Buzhu died, and died miserably, could he vent his anger and let others know the consequences of betraying Wanhua Xianmen.

The flying sword seemed to be made of paper. Under the powerful attack of the Nascent Soul Realm ancestor, it had no ability to resist at all and broke into pieces.

This flying sword is Zhao Buzhu's natal flying sword.

Before the remaining attacks from Sect Leader Wanhua could hit him, Zhao Buzhu was seriously injured because his own flying sword was completely destroyed. He couldn't stop spitting out blood, and it seemed as if he was going to die in the next moment.

At the same time, the head of Wanhua said in a cold voice, "Unfortunately, you made a wrong choice."

The remaining attacks from Sect Leader Wanhua came at high speed.

At this moment, Zhao Buzhu was no longer far from death.

Regret?

Zhao Buzhu didn't regret it at all.

Zhao Buzhu knew the people in Wanhua Immortal Sect best.

They are not dogs, but they are better than dogs.

Not like a dog. Who the hell could have imagined letting a weakling in the Nascent Soul Realm deal with a strong man in the Nascent Soul Realm?

This is fucking outrageous.

In other words.

If he chooses to stand on the side of Wanhua Xianmen, he will surely die.

He didn't understand Ling Dao Yun, but he was sure that if he chose Ling Dao Yun, he would have a greater chance of survival.

Facing the attack of the Nascent Soul master who was getting closer and closer to him, Zhao couldn't help but sigh and whispered, "Did I make a mistake after all?"

"Ugh!"

"Haha." The head of Wanhua Sect said in a cold voice, "That's right, you made a wrong choice. If you had chosen to stand by my side, I would have been able to protect you and keep you alive, instead of being doomed to die like you are now."

The face of the Wanhua Sect Leader was full of pride and he was extremely happy. "Let's see who can save you now!"

"What did you pay for?"

A bland voice sounded in Zhao Buzhu's ears.

Shi Ran raised his hand and grabbed Zhao, who was thrown backwards.

"Do you think choosing me was a wrong choice?"

Shi Ran casually attacked the leader of Wanhua with great momentum.

The originally magnificent force that seemed to be able to crush all living beings was instantly resolved.

Zhao's head couldn't help buzzing. What just happened?

Why am I behind Ling Daoyun?

Wasn’t I in front of Ling Daoyun just now?

Zhao Buzhu, who had recovered a little, was delighted. I was saved by Ling Daoyun.

What is the rhyme of the spirit?

This is the leader of our Suibianxian Sect.

After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Zhao Buzhu bowed to Ling Daoyun, who had his back to him, and said sincerely, "Disciple Zhao Buzhu greets the master. May the master enjoy eternal blessings and a long life."

Shi Ran did not look back, but just looked at the many people from Wanhua Xianmen in front of him and said, "It seems that you have made your own choice."

“It’s just a pity.”

"Your choice is wrong."

As the words fell, the sword in Shi Ran's hand fell casually.

A snow-white sword light shot straight towards the head of Wanhua.