Chapter 315
Jian Nan remained silent, he never thought that the matter would develop to this point, originally when Jianren and Hong Ying got things done, he was using the Huitian Pill to wake up Patriarch Hong, so even if Patriarch Hong got angry, he would not embarrass them .
But now the bad thing is that Patriarch Hong woke up, and his injuries healed inexplicably!

"It's ridiculous, this is just her one-sided story! Who would believe it?"

"I believe it, isn't it enough?" the ancestor of the Hong family said angrily.
"Then what do you want?" Jian Nancun's expression was gloomy, the patriarch of the Hong family wanted to end up with him right now.
"Let him kneel down and apologize to Xiaoying and Xiaoliu, and this matter will be over!"

"Patriarch Hong, although you are the Patriarch of Mahayana, don't forget that I am the Patriarch of Qingyang Sect!" Jian Nancun sneered again and again, if Jian Ren was really asked to do so, where would his face be?
Although the patriarch of the Hong family was at the Mahayana period, he Jian Nancun was the suzerain of the Qingyang sect. The difference in cultivation level does not mean that the status must be poor.
There are hundreds of Mahayana sects in the Qingyang Sect, and Patriarch Hong is only one of them, but there is only one suzerain, and that is him Jian Nancun!
"So you don't take me seriously?" Hong Patriarch saw that Jian Nancun was fighting against him, his whole body was full of spiritual energy, and his eyes were fixed on Jian Nancun.
"Then do you take me seriously again?" Jian Nancun did not give in at all, and was not afraid of Old Ancestor Hong at all.
Seeing the intensifying conflict between the two, fellow members of the Qingyang Sect at the side all spoke up to dissuade them: "Patriarch Hong, suzerain, let's just take a step back from this matter!"

"Yes, yes! Let Jianren face the wall for ten years to reflect on himself!"

However, their dissuasion had no effect, the patriarch of the Hong family and Jian Nancun burst out of momentum, colliding constantly in the space.
"What kind of son can have what kind of father, it really taught us a lot! How could the Qingyang sect let someone like you be the suzerain!"

A voice came out, causing everyone's attention to be diverted from the confronting two people, even Jian Nancun looked at the place where the voice came from.
The owner of the voice was Qian Feng, he couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but taunt, even for Hong Liu!
"Bold, who are you?"

"How can you interrupt me about my Qingyang Sect?"

Seeing that Lu Tian and others are very strange, it is obviously not the Qingyang Sect, and the practitioners of the Qingyang Sect cannot bear to say such things about their suzerain in front of them.
"What I'm talking about is the truth, the father of a bitch is also bitch!" Qian Feng looked indifferent, completely unaware that he had provoked public anger.
Jian Ren was standing next to Jian Nancun, and told what happened before, including the identities of Lu Tian and the others, and then sneered at Qian Feng.
Jian Nancun heard that although Qian Feng and the others were Mahayana cultivators, they were only casual cultivators, and looked contemptuous: "A casual cultivator actually came to my Qingyang Sect to be presumptuous, looking for death?"

"Looking for death? I think you are looking for death!" After Qian Feng finished speaking, his figure flashed, and he came directly in front of Jian Nancun, and slapped him.
"Snapped"

The crisp sound spread throughout the small courtyard, Qian Feng slapped Jian Nancun several steps back, five finger prints appeared on half of his face, and his face also began to swell.
Everyone was dumbfounded, they didn't expect Jian Nancun to slap Qian Feng easily, and at the same time shocked Qian Feng's speed, even they didn't realize when Qian Feng did it.
Most of the Qingyang sect practitioners in the courtyard are above the strength of crossing the catastrophe, and even there are dozens of them in the Mahayana realm. They think that they can't do this if they are themselves.
After Jian Nancun felt the pain on his face, he realized that he was beaten, and he was beaten in front of so many people. He was furious: "Ambush me?"

The dignified suzerain was slapped, he could only think of such a suitable excuse.
"Sneak attack? Then do it again!"

After Qian Feng's words fell, Jian Nancun had already realized that it was not good, and before he could use the immortal weapon to defend himself, he felt another sharp pain on his face, which was even more painful than before, and with a "snap" his whole body flew away stand up.
Even Jianren who was behind him was knocked into the air by him and fell to the ground. Jianren only felt that the bone was broken at the place where he was hit, and cried out in pain.
After Jian Nancun was slapped again, he realized that Qian Feng's strength must be superior to him, until he couldn't help him at all, and asked for help from Qingyangzong practitioners: "Old ancestors, please kill them. "

Hearing Jian Nancun's opening, the ancestors of the Qingyang Sect in the courtyard could no longer just stand by and watch, their spiritual sense locked on Qian Feng, Lu Tian and others, and they were about to strike.
Seeing this, the patriarch of the Hong family wanted to stop his fellow disciples. Lu Tian and the others were his saviors, and he knew the principle of repaying favors!
"Senior Hong, don't be impatient, let's solve it ourselves!" Lu Tian said to stop the ancestor of the Hong family, unleashed the coercion of the immortal-level primordial spirit, and instantly all the practitioners of Qingyang sect who wanted to do something fell down.
Jian Nancun even pressed his face to the ground, even if he tried his best to turn the spiritual power in his body, he couldn't lift his head up!
The impact of Lu Tian's release of immortal-level coercion made the existence of immortals in Qingyang Sect notice that seventeen figures appeared in the sky above the small courtyard.
"This fellow Taoist, please be merciful!" said one of the seventeen figures.
Hearing the sound, Lu Tian put away his momentum and looked at the person coming.
Seventeen figures fell into the courtyard, and at the same time they looked at Lu Tian, ​​they could feel that Lu Tian was clearly in the Mahayana realm, but for some reason there was someone with a late-stage primordial spirit.
The practitioners of the Qingyang Sect in the courtyard were happy when they saw their immortal ancestors coming. Jian Nancun immediately got up from the ground and came to one of the white-bearded old men, looking very miserable: "Ancestor, Help me decide!"

The white-bearded old man ignored Jian Nancun, but bowed to Lu Tian and said, "I have a long beard in the Qingyang Sect. I don't know what you call me?"

"Cultivator Lu Tian!" Lu Tian bowed in the same way. He didn't come to Qingyang Sect to find trouble, but troubles will always come to him.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, I don't know where the Qingyang Sect offended Fellow Daoist?" Long Beard asked very politely.
At this time, the ancestor of the Hong family stepped forward and told the whole story. Changxuzi and other immortals knew that the ancestor Hong was no longer unconscious, and knew that it must be Lu Tian who rescued him.
After listening to the words of the ancestor of the Hong family, Chang Xuzi looked at Jian Nancun with unkind eyes, and asked Jian Nancun with a low voice: "Is it true?"

"Old Ancestor, the child is just confused for a while, because he is still young, give him a chance!" Jian Nancun dared not lie in front of the long-bearded son, so he could only shift the responsibility to his son, and then acted on his behalf. absolve.
"You can't even discipline your own son well. How should you manage the Qingyang Sect? From now on, you are no longer the sect master of the Qingyang Sect."

Chang Xuzi directly withdrew Jian Nancun with a word, and Jian Nancun's face turned ashen when he heard it, but he still accepted the reality.
(End of this chapter)

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