Chapter 111 One Explanation

"Ouyang Changfeng!" At this time, both the night god sacrifice and Ye Lingxi returned to the inner hall disciples of the Lingxu Hall. After hearing Murong Hua, who was standing fifty feet away from the opposite side, say the man in charge of the black guard of the Jianling Palace, the eyes of the night god sacrifice couldn't help flashing a sharp cold light.

He muttered to himself and repeated the name Ouyang Changfeng. The hands of the Night God Festival clenched his fists. At this time, he was trying his best to suppress the surging murderous intent in his heart. For the Night God Festival, the name Ouyang Changfeng will be deeply engraved in his mind from now on.

He should always remember that it was what this man did to the Night God family that forced him and his sister Night God to be homeless now.

"Ouyang Changfeng! Since you are so obsessed with the inheritance of our Night God family, please wait for me in the Sword Spirit Palace. One day I will kill the Sword Spirit Palace and destroy everything you have in this world!"

The night god sacrifice roared crazily in his heart, but he looked very calm on the surface. Not only did he slowly release his clenched hands, but the eyes of the people in the Jianling Palace became calm, as if these people could not arouse his hatred at all.

Ye Lingxi, who had been standing beside the night god sacrifice, saw the blood-red eyes of the night god sacrifice clenching her hands, but she regained her composure in an instant. When she looked at the sword spirit palace doormen calmly, her beautiful face flashed with a trace of worry.

In her opinion, since there is an insoluble sea of blood between the Night God Festival and these black guards of the Sword Spirit Palace, how can he be so calm at this time?

Although Ye Lingxi herself understands that patience and concealing her emotions at any time are necessary psychological qualities for any practitioner, the performance of the Night God Festival at this time is too calm, which makes her worried about the performance of the Night God Festival.

"Ouyang Changfeng?" After hearing the name of Elder Murong Hua of Jianling Palace say the person, the old face of Elder Bi Cang of the Lingxu Hall couldn't help but show a look of reminiscence. After a pause, he whispered to himself with some emotion, "If it's really him, then it's not surprising that he has been behind the scenes. Because that person has always been like this when he started to do things, and he has no scruples..."

"It's the Elder Ouyang Changfeng of our Jianling Palace." Elder Murong Hua nodded affirmatively again. Although Ouyang Changfeng was unknown outside the Jianling Palace, most of the inner hall disciples would immediately change their color in the Jianling Palace.

This man not only reached the realm of the spiritual emperor at the age of less than a hundred, but also acted fiercely, so that most of the core elders in the Jianling Palace did not dare to fight against him.

And Ouyang Changfeng is not only an unfathomable personal strength, but also an organization that has mastered the secret cultivation of Jianling Palace, the black guard.

These black guards are all trained by Ouyang Changfeng, so only the order of Ouyang Changfeng can drive them, and except for Ouyang Changfeng, other people in the Jianling Palace, including the owner of Jianling Palace, can't order these black guards to work for them.

So Ouyang Changfeng has undoubtedly become a more than ten thousand people under one person in Jianling Palace. I heard that even the owner of Jianling Palace should be polite to Ouyang Changfeng. Only those old monsters in the Jianling Palace dare not to wait for Ouyang Changfeng, a peerless genius rarely seen in a thousand years.

These things can only be known by the direct disciples of the Jianling Palace or the virtuous elders. In the whole Jianling Palace, the name Ouyang Changfeng is rarely mentioned.

Because of Ouyang Changfeng's fierce style, most people in the Jianling Palace are afraid of it. In the Jianling Palace, only those powerful people and those black guards dare to approach Ouyang Changfeng.

At this time, Murong Hua seemed to be reluctant to speak when talking about Ouyang Changfeng, and there was a bit of fear in his tone. Looking at this, even Murong Hua, whose strength has also reached the peak of the spiritual emperor, is unwilling to offend the well-known cruel man in the Jianling Palace.

"Since Ouyang Changfeng is in charge of the black guard of your Jianling Palace, these things are undoubtedly arranged by him. Ha ha, I didn't expect that after so many years, he still acted without scruples as before.

Elder Bi Cang's old face had a helpless and lonely smile, and then his face was also rigid. "No matter what the purpose of his Ouyang Changfeng is, it is irrefutable reality that these black guards in his hand have killed so many of our Lingxu Hall disciples. At this point, he must give us Lingxu Hall can only give a satisfactory explanation!"

At this time, Elder Bi Cang's old face had no memory and helplessness, and was replaced by a cold and ruthless look, as if the Ouyang Changfeng in his mouth was an enemy who had nothing to do with him.

"I can't make the decision on this matter. Ouyang Changfeng can't obey my orders. Even the owner of our Jianling Palace may not be able to let him make any response to this matter and give you an explanation."

Hearing the request made by Elder Bi Cang, Murong Hua shook his head in embarrassment again and sighed helplessly.

"Well, I don't care what Ouyang Changfeng thinks. Your Jianling Palace is wrong first, so you Jianling Palace must give us an explanation!" At this time, the look on the face of Elder Bi Cang was even more gloomy. A powerful and unparalleled spirit spread out of his body, and many of the disciples of Jianling Palace who would be present were almost breathless.

"Murong Hua, I won't go too far in this matter. Within three days, your Jianling Palace must give us an explanation to Lingxu Hall, otherwise it will be inevitable to start a war!"

With that, Elder Bi Cang was too lazy to continue to talk nonsense with Murong Hua and the people of the Sword Spirit Palace. Instead, he raised his sleeves and waved them, attracting the treasured spirit boat that had been suspended on the top of the boundary barbarian mountain. With a few magic tricks in Elder Bi Cang's hand, the treasured spirit boat also suddenly cast a ray of light on the top of the Manshan Mountain, and many disciples of the inner hall of the Lingxu Hall were shrouded in the scene.

With the change of the magic formula in Elder Bi Cang's hand, the beam of light cast by the treasure boat also suddenly burst into a bright and dazzling light, inhaling many disciples of the Lingxu Hall into the treasure boat in an instant.

"There is no need to continue this Nanman Hunting Conference. Three days later, I hope your Jianling Palace can give a satisfactory answer to the Lingxu Hall!"

Elder Bi Cang said coldly, and then his figure flashed into the treasure boat. With the change of the magic formula in his hand, the whole treasure boat also turned into a virtual shadow and broke through the air in an instant. At this time, only those gatekeepers of Jianling Palace and Murong Hua of Jianling Palace with sad faces were left on the top of the barbarian mountain. Elders.