The Old Gods

Chapter 789 Please show mercy?

[Calm down, Nightmare, ask for information first.] Lu Ranfei was standing behind Deng Yuxiang and reminded him through voice transmission.

[Yes.] Deng Yuxiang looked at the respectful enemy below and said coldly, "Tianjiao, it doesn't mean that it doesn't exist just because you say it doesn't exist."

Dongfang Ning was frightened and angry, and also suppressed the rage in her heart.

If the situation was not stronger than the person, how could she allow a young girl to step on her head and act tyrannically?

This little bitch!

"Senior, please calm down. Everything I said is true. All the disciples of Jianshan Peak are here. You can check it out yourself." Even though Dongfang Ning was furious, his attitude was still respectful.

She is well aware of the methods of these Heavenly Realm Powers!

The tragedy that happened a few months ago is still fresh in my mind.

The former leader of Jian Mountain was unable to change his identity for a while when facing the executioner who came from heaven.

Some people have been standing on top for too long and really can't come down.

If you can't lower your head, someone will naturally push it down for you!
On that day, the sect master and three diehard elders all died under the claws of the Tianjing Yinlihu disciple.

Dongfang Ning had endured so many years of hardship, but he never expected that he would eventually be crowned as the sect leader under such an opportunity.

"Are all here?" Deng Yuxiang frowned slightly and glanced at everyone.

Dongfang Ning immediately explained: "Replying to the senior, two seniors from the Heaven Realm came to the peak to look for someone, and some unpleasant things happened during the process.

There was an evil disciple, a follower of the Yinlihu, who taught us a lesson. Since then, many of my disciples have abandoned the sect and left privately."

"Heh." Deng Yuxiang glanced at Dongfang Ning coldly.

What a lesson!
When you are weak, Dongfang Ning will step on you and crush you to death whenever he passes by the place where you are practicing.

And when your fist is big enough, you don't even need to justify anything you do, the other party will take the initiative to package it for you.

Deng Yuxiang knew very well that Jianshan Peak must have been massacred by the Heaven Realm Executioner.

But Dongfang Ning said it with two words lightly:

lesson.

"Later, another Gun Xiu follower climbed the mountain and searched the area again, confirming that there was no Big Xia Jiao in my sect."

Dongfang Ning didn't dare to look Deng Yuxiang in the eye, and lowered his eyes: "That senior also took away some of the people I sent to follow him to carry out the mission."

"Whoo~"

Deng Yuxiang ignored Dongfang Ning and fell straight down.

The disciples of Jianyi didn't even dare to breathe, they all knelt on the ground in an orderly manner.

In fact, the disciples who can stay on the peak are considered to have been selected.

Those disciples who left were the ones who had some courage and insight. They knew that if they continued to stay at Jianshan Peak, they would become too conspicuous and might continue to face scrutiny from the powerful beings in the Heavenly Realm.

If you are not careful, it may be a dead end.

Therefore, there were only about 200 people left on the peak, who stubbornly guarded the sect where they had lived for many years and continued to stick together on the mountain.

Ultimately, Holy Spirit Mountain is too dangerous.

The Jianyi Sect is indeed very strong, but the disciples dare not be overconfident and they also need teamwork.

Their unique identity as strong people will make them face two extremes. Either the people they meet will flee in panic, or they will be regarded as a thorn in their side and suffer fierce attacks.
Deng Yuxiang pretended to search among the crowd, but did not notice the existence of magical weapons or artifacts.

She said coldly: "Your sect doesn't even have a decent magic weapon?"

“I’m sorry, senior.” Dongfang Ning looked ashamed. “All the magic weapons in our sect have been handed over to the first two Heavenly Realm masters to assist them in carrying out the tasks assigned by the Lord God.”

Deng Yuxiang had a bad look on his face. He walked back step by step and stood among the first row of disciples kneeling on the ground.

At her feet was the woman named Leng Jin.

Leng Jin's heart was trembling violently, and the terrifying pressure from the person next to her made her feel suffocated.

[Back then, she was the one who discovered the point where I had advanced in my cultivation? ] Deng Yuxiang looked down at Leng Jin and asked in her mind.

[Yes, she sent people to search the mountain, and then waited for Dongfang Ning and others to come and ruin your future.] The young man's deep voice was imprinted in Deng Yuxiang's mind.

"Whoo~"

Deng Yuxiang casually grasped it and the Blood-Drinking Scimitar came out of its sheath.

Leng Jin's face suddenly changed, and she felt the warm tip of a knife against her chin, lifting her face up.

"My Lord!" Leng Jin said in a trembling voice, "I am nearly thirty years old, but I look a little young. I am not some big Xia Jiao!"

Judging from appearance alone, Leng Jin is indeed the youngest in the crowd.

It is estimated that those younger Jianyi disciples fled from Jianshan Peak for fear of being misunderstood.

Deng Yuxiang looked at the woman with a deathly pale face.

The people who could easily destroy him in the past are now trembling and begging at his feet.

Deng Yuxiang didn't feel very happy.

Instead, I felt even more hatred in my heart!

She hopes that her enemies are upright and at least have courage and backbone!
Only then can you be worthy of being her opponent.

The more miserable the woman who knelt at his feet behaved, the more Deng Yuxiang felt that she had humbled herself to the ground.
“Senior!” Dongfang Ning saw that her confidant was chosen. She endured it again and again, but finally said, “God, I swear this person is not Da Xia Tianjiao!
I had come to the Holy Spirit Mountain long before the opening of Tianjiao in the human world."

"Call out all the slaves. I want to take them away." Deng Yuxiang gave the order casually without even looking at the other party.

"Yes!" Dongfang Ning did not dare to delay for a moment and stamped his feet immediately.

The stone bricks under her feet were pushed away, and a thin figure with squinted eyes crawled out. It seemed that he had not seen the light for a long time and was somewhat uncomfortable with the outside environment.

"Let the scout troops gather here." Dongfang Ning gave the order.

"I'm talking about everything." Deng Yuxiang said coldly.

Dongfang Ning's anger was rising!

Even though she hated the woman in the straw raincoat, she could only grit her teeth and say, "Gather everyone."

"Yes!" The Ice Butterfly disciple spread his butterfly wings and flew away.

At the same time, several weak god disciples around the venue pushed open the stone slabs, crawled out from the ground, and looked at the woman in the straw raincoat with trepidation. The mysterious woman still held the blood crystal scimitar in her hand, and used the tip of the knife to pick up the chin of the Leng Jin Hall Master, looking down at the terrified face.

Soon, nearly forty Weak God believers gathered at the altar.

Except for six or seven Ice Butterfly disciples, most of the other Weak God disciples were good at playing musical instruments and singing, and were not of much use.

"Is that all?" Deng Yuxiang asked.

"Yes! The followers of Qiang Xiu took away many people! Ever since Senior Tian Jing visited our sect, there have been more and more disciples escaping down the mountain in recent months. They also took them away."

Deng Yuxiang waved her hand impatiently and pointed to the cliff on the south side: "Go there."

Naturally, the slaves did not dare to disobey and immediately walked over.

Then, everyone's faces changed!
This group of slaves suddenly shrank in size and then disappeared without a trace.

What is even more sad is that among the nearly forty people, not a single one resisted!
People who have been oppressed and tortured have long lost their spirit. Even when faced with an unknown or even deathly outcome, they simply accept it numbly.

"Crack!"

The sound of the water armor breaking was extremely harsh.

Everyone was still secretly watching the shocking scene on the cliff when the sudden sound made everyone's heart stop!

Dongfang Ning turned her head suddenly and saw the woman in the straw raincoat holding a blood crystal scimitar. She attacked without any warning and chopped off Leng Jin's head.

"You!" Dongfang Ning widened his eyes and looked angry.

Deng Yuxiang looked at him coldly and asked, "What about me?"

Dongfang Ning suddenly came to his senses and remembered how the previous sect leader had brought about his own destruction.

She quickly bowed her head and apologized, "Senior, please calm down. I lost my temper for a moment. Please forgive me."

A sneer appeared on Deng Yuxiang's lips.

He is really adaptable.

Dongfang Ning's heart is bleeding!

Leng Jin is his trusted and beloved general. He was able to ascend to the throne of the leader of the number one sect in the mountain world during this turbulent time, thanks to Leng Jin's great help.

However, the sea-level general under his command was beheaded by the woman in the straw raincoat with just one sword.

Without any warning, it happened quickly and efficiently.

"Om~"

The divine weapon, the Blood-Drinking Scimitar, trembled slightly, and the blade absorbed the enemy's blood.

"Senior!" Dongfang Ning continued to speak, pleading, "Now all the scouts have been returned to you. The disciples who might have been Tianjiao have also been killed by you. I beg you to spare our Jianshan Peak sect."

Deng Yuxiang said nothing, and just casually swung the Blood-Drinking Scimitar downwards.

"Bah!"

The blood-drinking scimitar pierced deep into the enemy's bones, absorbing the blood of the enemy.

The soldiers and their leader were connected in mind, and waves of exhilarating feelings came from the Blood Drinking Sword and filled Deng Yuxiang's heart.

The blood of the enemy,

It felt much more satisfying than the blood of evil minions!

"The disciples of my sect are gifted beyond ordinary people. One day in the future, they may be able to follow in the footsteps of their predecessors and ascend to the heavenly realm!" Dongfang Ning continued speaking with a serious expression.

"The statue of the god is here! I, Dongfang Ning, swear in the name of Master Jian Yi that when I ascend to heaven in the future, I will definitely repay the senior for his kindness today. If I tell even a single lie, you will not be able to have a good death!"

Deng Yuxiang remained silent and watched coldly.

Dongfang Ning suppressed his anger and bowed his head respectfully towards the yellow-haired girl: "Senior, I beg you to show mercy."

"Hands on?"

Suddenly, a deep voice came from behind him.

Dongfang Ning's hair stood on end!
From the moment the word "Gao" sounded, she subconsciously raised her hand and swung out several sword shadows to the side.

The first divine sword technique: Sword dance with clear shadow!

At the same moment, a hand was placed on the back of her head, with several thin red threads extending from the fingertips.

"Whoo~"

The sword shadows transformed into illusory human figures, which could be used to perform most of the sword magic, and also allow the caster to move around in the shadows.

However, the caster was unable to move!

Lu Ran pressed her head with one hand, leaned down, and put his lips behind Dongfang Ning's ear: "Please be merciful, this sounds so familiar?"

Dongfang Ning was not even allowed to make any facial expressions.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she suddenly realized that the young man's voice seemed somewhat familiar?

Being patronizing?

Raise your hand
Dongfang Ning suddenly remembered that a few years ago, in the snowy mountains near the alpine lake, there was a young man with a vicious dog who repeatedly said to her:

"I beg you to show some mercy, Senior!"

Dongfang Ning’s face was as pale as paper!
In order to prevent future troubles, she specially gathered people and surrounded the mountains and lakes to ambush the young man with the vicious dog.

However, the other party escaped without a trace and never appeared again.

Now he is back!

Damn! This little bastard! Bastard!!
Why didn't you kill him back then? You should have killed him!
"Bah!"

The Yunhai Knife pierced straight into her back and pierced into her heart.

The piercing pain completely eliminated the fierceness in Dongfang Ning's eyes.

Instead, there was a touch of despair at the moment of death.

Deep despair.

She clearly felt her life slipping away, but she was powerless to struggle, and her pupils gradually dilated.
Ask for some monthly passes.

(End of this chapter)