Chapter 2540: Jing Yuan's Anger

Facing everyone's gaze, Bai Chen shook his head: "Mu Fan, the strongest of Wanchao Pavilion, is only at the fifty-star realm of the universe. The strength of the Zhuge family is far stronger than them, and there is no possibility of surrendering to Wanchao Pavilion."

"Ah? The Zhuge family is also so strong?"

Ji Shengyu was stunned.

"What else?" Bai Chen rolled his eyes at him and let him experience it himself.

Bai Chen has never figured out why Zhuge Feng would join Wanchao Pavilion.

No matter in terms of reputation or background, the Zhuge family is stronger than Wanchao Pavilion.

This matter must be asked clearly in the future.

And Bai Chen has always had an intuition that as long as he figured out Zhuge Feng's purpose, maybe, there will be a chance to kill Wanchao Pavilion.

Destroy Wanchao Pavilion first, and then destroy Luoshamen. This is Bai Chen's clear goal.

As for the four halls of Luoshamen, they will naturally fight when they meet, because the strength of any of the four halls is weaker than Wanchao Pavilion.

As long as they don't face Zeus and the Seven Rakshasas early, they will not be completely destroyed!

The Crazy Dragon Empire is very dangerous.

But he came!

He dared to come, so he had his own plan!

Big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimp.

If a shrimp wants to counterattack, it will be the same step in reverse!

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The Star Pavilion surrounded by mountains, suspended in the clouds, is like a temple that cannot be touched, connecting the sky and the earth, and at the same time showing the surprise of the eternal separation of gods and mortals to the world.

On a mountain next to the Star Pavilion Temple, there is a brand new temple.

This is the new site of Chenyao Sword Sect, which has been located here for ten years.

From the square of Chenyao Sword Sect, looking up at the Star Pavilion in the sky in the distance, the taste of living under someone else's roof is mixed with mixed feelings.

"Little sister, now only you can persuade Fatty, you can't keep silent anymore."

Jing Yuan sat in a wheelchair, turned his head, looked at Bai Zhixue standing in the wind, his eyes full of sadness.

Hearing this, Bai Zhixue's eyes were empty, and there was no expression on her face: "I believe Brother Guo, he misses his brother the same way we should."

"Then why doesn't he go to find the leader!"

Jing Yuan grasped the armrest of the wheelchair, trembling.

Ten years have passed, and he has had enough.

If his legs were not broken, he would have rushed out to find Bai Chen's whereabouts regardless of everything.

"I really don't understand what you are all thinking. Are you just going to wait like this!"

"Brother Jingyuan, I know you and my brother are as close as brothers, but I hope you can understand that it is the same for Brother Guo."

"The same? Ha..." Jingyuan couldn't help but chuckled: "I think he has long regarded himself as the acting leader as the legitimate leader. As long as our leader doesn't come back, Chenyao Sword Sect will be his Guo Sankuo's power! He can become a first-class force in Xinglan Continent and be qualified to compete for the world in the future!"

"Brother Jingyuan! How can you say that? If he really wants to compete for the world, why doesn't he stay in Xinglan Temple? No matter what , the foundation of Xinglan Temple is much stronger than our Chenyao Sword Sect, right! "

"Little sister, you are very naive, you know? Back then, he was in Xinglan Temple, which was dangerous. The Sect Master saved him at all costs, and only then did he save him. Besides, how many geniuses does our Chenyao Sword Sect have? In a few hundred years, it will be no problem to surpass Xinglan Temple. Doesn't he understand it? "

"You really misunderstood Brother Guo... Didn't he let Xiaoya go out to find her brother before? And it was Han Ling and the scholar who kept stopping him from being impulsive! "

"Don't say it! "

Jing Yuan roared angrily, his face flushed and extremely ferocious.

His roar scared Bai Zhixue.

Every one of the companions of Chenyao Sword Sect missed the Sect Master all the time in the past ten years.

But in comparison, Jing Yuan, a stubborn guy, is even more stubborn than Fatty Guo, and ten cows can't pull him back.

"You keep saying that Han Ling stopped you, but have you ever thought about it? When you two were trapped in Xinglan Temple, did the Sect Master ever have a rational mind? Did he listen to others' advice? He was desperate to save you at any cost! Why, when it's your turn to save him, you all stay calm here!"

"I...!"

Bai Zhixue looked at him with tears in her eyes, speechless for a while.

How could she not miss Bai Chen?

Even though Bai Chen is not her third brother, so what?

Over the years, their brother-sister relationship has been planted, and even Hua Dounan couldn't provoke them.

But Bai Chen said that in the absence of Chenyao Sword Sect, external affairs should be asked to Han Ling, and internal affairs should be asked to the scholar. This is the rule!

How can they not follow the rules set by the Sect Master himself? !

"Forget it, you all calm down, consider the overall situation, I'll go!"

Jing Yuan suddenly slapped the armrest with his palm, and a scorching air wave blew the wheelchair into the sky.

Seeing this, Bai Zhixue quickly dodged in front of him and opened his arms to block his way: "Brother Jingyuan! Can you stop making trouble?"

"Make trouble?"

Jingyuan smiled coldly and suddenly waved his sleeves in the air. A strong storm shook Bai Zhixue backwards.

Just as he was about to rush out of the sky in his wheelchair, an invisible energy suddenly appeared in the void around him, completely fixing him in mid-air.

Staring blankly at the void filled with golden light, Jing Yuan's eyes instantly turned red. He turned around suddenly and couldn't help but roared angrily: "You are your sect leader, and I will go find my sect leader! We owe each other nothing!"

In the place where his angry eyes were, Fatty Guo, wearing a light blue robe, looked up with sadness in his eyes.

Ten years have worn away Fatty Guo's impetuous spirit. Now he looks much more stable.

In addition, the grief in his heart has been suppressed for a long time, which makes him look more mature.

Fatty Guo didn't say much in the face of Jing Yuan's roar.

Because he didn't know how to convince this stubborn guy.

At the God-Slaying Conference that year, when Jing Yuan stabbed Bai Chen in the back, he had already revealed his impulsive nature.

Just talk to others about reason, but he insisted on stabbing his ribs with a knife, and then went to talk to others...

Really stubborn.

Unknowingly, after others felt the fluctuation of Jing Yuan's spiritual power, they all rushed over.

Facing his companions, Jing Yuan lowered his eyes slightly, his face flushed abnormally.

"I just want to find the Sect Master, please help me..."

"Have you ever thought about how we can explain to the Sect Master if something happens to you?" Han Ling stepped forward, frowning and shouting.

Jing Yuan was already angry, and when he heard his words, he became even more furious: "You are all geniuses! You are the hope of Chenyao Sword Sect in the future! I am different. I am a useless person who can't even stand up, so I won't play with you anymore!"

After that, he suddenly raised his fist and punched the golden light wall in front of him.