I dream of immortality in Taixu Sect

Chapter 162 Qingcheng Incident

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"

"This is all fake! Fake!"

The leader of the Yinxue Sect rushed towards Meng Bai like a madman.

An elder behind him shouted, "Master, you can't do that!"

Han Chengjun, who has mastered the Heaven-Sealed and Earth-Frozen Palm, is now the most powerful person in the Yinxue Sect.

Even Han Chengjun was defeated, so the leader of the Yinxue Sect would definitely not be a match for Meng Bai even if he went alone.

Going forward at this time would be tantamount to seeking death.

Meng Bai looked at the head of the Yinxue Sect who was charging towards him and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Possessed? Well, let me take you on your way!"

The peach wood sword was swung out, and a magical power of the Mountain and Sea Hidden Sword took the life of the leader of the Yinxue Sect.

With the death of the leader of Yinxue Sect, the great elder of Yinxue Sect, Mu Chusheng, stood before all the elders.

Mu Chusheng sighed helplessly and said, "Why do you have to do this, Your Excellency? You just have a personal grudge with Han Chengjun, and the leader just lost his mind."

He laughed secretly in his heart: Good kill, the leader is dead, Han Chengjun is also dead, from now on I will be the new leader of the Yinxue Sect.

Mu Chusheng was not too worried about Meng Bai in front of him. Zhiyun Temple was considered a famous and upright sect before. Han Chengjun was dead, so they would not kill people in large numbers and make things difficult for the rest of them.

"Personal grudge?" Meng Bai sneered. "That's a nice way to put it."

Looking at Meng Bai with murderous intent on his face, Mu Chusheng's expression changed slightly: "Sir, are you going to kill all of us in Yinxue Sect?"

"Right on my mind."

Meng Bai's style has always been to cut the grass at its roots and leave no future troubles.

Moreover, although the Yinxue Sect is not a demonic sect, news of the Yinxue Sect's disciples doing evil can often be heard in the mortal world, and its elders often aid and abet the evil.

Meng Bai felt no burden at all when killing.

Mu Chusheng immediately shouted: "Everyone, set up the formation!"

In an instant, many elders joined forces to set up the Snow Drinking Formation and trapped Meng Bai inside the formation.

Mu Chusheng's face turned gloomy.

This was different from what he thought. The successor of Zhiyun Temple actually wanted to go on a killing spree.

"You are the heir of Zhiyun Temple. Aren't you afraid of bringing disgrace to Zhiyun Temple by killing so many people?"

Meng Bai said calmly: "Don't use some false reputation to check and balance me, today the Yinxue Sect must be destroyed!"

"Okay! Okay! Okay! Then let me show you the Snow Drinking Formation of our Snow Drinking Sect!"

Mu Chusheng said angrily: "Although we alone are no match for you, I don't believe that we can't kill you if all the elders of Yinxue Sect join forces."

"Everyone take action!"

The Yinxue Sect is composed of nine Qigong practitioners who have reached the state of Lianxu Hedao and dozens of Qigong practitioners who have reached the state of Lianshen Huanxu.

Under normal circumstances, this Snow Drinking Formation could exert extremely powerful force, but after seeing Han Chengjun's defeat and the death of the sect leader, many elders' morale had already dropped to freezing point.

Meng Bai just swung his sword and the elders abandoned the battle and fled.

"No, we will die! We are no match for them! Run away!"

Mu Chusheng's face changed drastically when he saw this.

"Come back here, idiot!"

The first elder appeared and escaped, and then the second and third elders appeared one after another, and the Snow Drinking Formation collapsed.

Meng Bai swung his sword, and a blood mark appeared on Mu Chusheng's neck.

Mu Chusheng said unwillingly: "Damn it! I haven't become the leader of the Yinxue Sect yet!"

In an instant, a stream of hot blood burst out from Mu Chusheng's neck, and then Mu Chusheng fell to the ground and died.

Meng Bai looked at the many members of the Yinxue Sect who were fleeing in all directions and slowly raised the peach wood sword in his hand.

Magical power: Ten thousand swords!

Tens of thousands of spiritual swords appeared behind Meng Bai and transformed into sword energy, heading in all directions.

After a stick of incense, Meng Bai settled the matter of Yinxue Sect and headed towards Qingcheng.

Qingcheng is the second most prosperous city in Yu Dynasty after Yucheng.

Meng Bai had been away from Zhiyun Temple for less than a month and was in no hurry to go back.

He traveled around the world this time to see if there were any beings above the level of Lianxu Hedao in the world.

......

Qingcheng.

Somewhere in an inn.

Fang Zhi was having secret talks with many noble families.

After the assassination in Yucheng that day, Fang Zhi ran out of Yucheng and came to Qingcheng.

Fang Zhi shook the folding fan in his hand and said calmly: "You all, the royal family is now cruel and tyrannical, and can no longer tolerate us."

"I want to rise up in rebellion. I wonder if you support me."

"Mr. Fang is right. The Yu Dynasty is unjust and the people of the world have suffered from it for a long time. My Ouyang family is willing to support Mr. Fang."

"My Bai family is willing to support Mr. Fang."

"My Qin family is willing to pay Mr. Fang."

"My Wang family is willing,..."

"..."

Seeing everyone agreeing one by one, Fang Zhi nodded slightly.

"Okay, since everyone is willing to support Fang, then we will take action today to seize Qingcheng."

The night is hazy,

A shocking rebellion occurred in Qingcheng.

Fang Zhi, with a group of strong men from the aristocratic families, dealt with the soldiers guarding the city and then headed towards the City Lord's Mansion.

The City Lord Yuan Wuming in the City Lord's Mansion is the real controller of Qingcheng and a loyal supporter of the royal family.

Only by capturing Ren Wuming would they truly have conquered Qingcheng.

Inside the city lord's mansion, a soldier came to report in a panic.

"My Lord City Lord, something bad has happened. A group of unidentified people are coming to attack the City Lord's Mansion."

After hearing this, Ren Wuming stood up and sneered: "How dare such a lowly person act so presumptuously in Qingcheng."

In an instant, an aura of refining emptiness and merging with the Tao burst out from Ren Wuming's body.

His confidence comes from his cultivation of Lianxu Hedao.

Ren Wuming came to the front yard and saw Fang Zhi and said with a smile: "I was wondering who it was. Fang Zhi, you are so bold that you dare to rebel."

At noon today, he just received a secret letter from Yucheng, asking him to keep an eye on whether Fang Zhi from the Fang family has come to Qingcheng, and to kill him on the spot if he finds him.

This was delivered to my door in the evening.

Fang Zhi said sternly: "Ren Wuming, you have helped the court, oppressed the people, and committed many evil things. Today we must eliminate this harm for the people."

Ren Wuming looked at the dozens of soul-refining warriors behind Fang Zhi and said disdainfully, "You guys, wanting to kill me is just wishful thinking."

The mighty pressure of Lianxu Hedao exploded from Ren Wuming's body, making it hard for Fangzhi and the others to breathe.

Fang Zhi shouted solemnly: "Mr. Bai, please lend a helping hand to this kid!"

A white-haired old man appeared from the darkness, came in front of the crowd and resisted the pressure from Ren Wuming.

Ren Wuming's expression changed: "Bai family, Bai Yuanzhou."

"Could it be that your Bai family is also going to rebel?"

Bai Yuanzhou stroked his beard and said, "The Yu Dynasty is unjust, so my Bai family will naturally look for a new master."

Ren Wuming laughed angrily: "Very good, very good, today I will eliminate your Bai family for Yu Huang."

"Bai Yuanzhou, give me your life!"

In a moment, a battle broke out between the two masters of Lianxu Hedao.

......

Xin Zhouting is the only way for Meng Bai to go to Qingcheng.

The Ghost Calculator sent people to find out that Meng Bai was coming down from Yinxue Gate to Qingcheng, and he had been waiting here for a long time.

Suddenly a follower appeared beside the ghost calculator.

"Sir, news has come from Qingcheng, and we know that something happened in Qingcheng."

After hearing this, the ghost fortune teller's expression changed slightly and he put down the teacup in his hand.

"Let's go to Qingcheng first."

Just as Gui Suanzi was about to leave, he saw a figure in green clothes approaching from a distance.