Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith

To be honest, the strongest thought in all of them was to run away as soon as possible, and run out of the sphere of influence of Mu Chengying, the most terrifying and peerless Great Demon King.

But, unfortunately, everyone's legs are not listening.

Under the extreme fear, not to mention running, it was impossible to straighten his knees, his legs were so weak, and he was unconscious. There was no other choice but to kneel down and beg for mercy.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."

One kowtow after another, one after another, hovered above the empty front hall, the sound was muffled, like irregular drumbeats, beating on people's hearts.

Not long after, traces of blood appeared on the ground paved with bluestone, and more and more blood stains gradually spread, flowing back and forth on the stone slab.

Many people's faces were already covered with blood, and they couldn't even open their eyes. However, they didn't dare to stop at all, so they could only kowtow non-stop, hoping that the super powerful person behind the gate of the apse would The strong can spare them and leave them with their lives.

However, behind the palace gate, there has been no sound.

The elders didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and they were still kowtowing hard, as if they didn't feel any fatigue or pain at all.

This scene, in the eyes of Cang Pojun and Huang Yueli, was extremely shocking.

The two looked at each other, and they were a little confused about the situation... The person behind the palace gate was obviously Li Moying, and no one else could do this except him.

But how did he do it?

It took a long, long time until the bluestone slabs in the front hall were almost completely stained red with blood, and a deep and stern voice came from behind the hall door.

"Who gave you the courage to come to the Cangxuan Sword Sect to make trouble? I haven't shown up at this moment. The sky of Di Ling City... is going to be reversed?"

The indifferent tone was exactly the same as in the memory, with a strong coercion, like a sharp knife, piercing into everyone's consciousness alive.

Although the voice was a little different from sixteen years ago, no one had any doubts about it. What remained in their hearts at this moment was only fear!

"Sect Master Mu, please... forgive me..."

"The Heavenly Demon Sect absolutely dare not offend you, we are all... all deceived by others..."

"I beg Sect Master Mu to raise your hand. After our Seven Star Palace, Cangxuan Sword Sect will be the only one to look after us! Whatever Sect Master Mu asks us to do, we will do it!"

"Mu Zongzhu Mingjian, we were all harmed by this insidious villain Leng Weiming! He is the one who persuaded us to come here."

Someone had an idea and threw the pot on Leng Weiming.

The others immediately came to their senses, and said one after another: "Yes, that's right! It was Leng Weiming who fabricated the facts and lied to us Dao Cangxuan Sword Sect!"

"This kind of villain with ulterior motives really deserves to be cut to pieces!"

Leng Weiming was so frightened that he almost fainted! The elders of these major holy places are so shameless, in order to save their lives, they treated him as a scapegoat at the critical moment and dumped him!

"Sect Master Mu, I..." He raised his head eagerly, wanting to explain.

But how would others give him this opportunity to defend himself? The moment he opened his mouth, several elders struck out almost at the same time, and several unparalleled profound strength penetrated his chest together.

Leng Weiming fell to the ground on the spot, spitting out blood, dying beyond death.