Chapter 2590

When Zhuo Wen untied the forbidden array in the room and walked out of the cave, he found that Ziwei Xingjun and Lanji were standing on the edge of the former site of Shanhe hall, looking out solemnly.

"What's the matter?" Zhuo Wen asked subconsciously.

"Brother Zhuo, just look outside!" Ziwei Xingjun pointed to the outside of the array.

Through the transparent ripples on the edge of the array, Zhuo Wen noticed that it fell on many monks outside the array.

I saw that outside the array, there were a lot of friars. These friars looked inside the array curiously, as if they were looking for something.

"Yu Yue, the Lord of the Duanyue hall, Wu Hui, the Lord of the Qingyang hall, and the Lord of the duanqing hall are ruthless... God, there are so many hall masters coming. Is this going to besiege us?" Lan Ji's face was pale and trembled.

However, LAN halberd looked a little calm after seeing Zhuo Wen coming, but he still couldn't restrain his trembling and a touch of worry in his eyes.

Although Zhuo Wen's strength was terrible, even the ancestors of Shanhe hall were killed by Zhuo Wen.

But LAN halberd was still worried. Zhuo Wen was weak. Did he really have the strength of World War I in front of so many forces?

Because outside the array, blue halberd recognized more than 30 Temple owners, and about 40 others did not recognize.

Except for the hall owners of ten temples such as the blood temple in Wuji Taixu, most of the hall owners of the hundred halls in Taiqing fairyland came.

In addition to these hall masters, Lanji also found that these hall masters have sent elite experts in their own halls, basically the strong ones above Xutian badeng.

There are hundreds of such strong people, which is where most of the peak strength of Taiqing fairyland comes together.

Ziwei Xingjun frowned. He didn't expect that other hundred hall forces in Taiqing fairyland would attack the door. Don't they know Zhuo Wen's strength?

Zhuo Wen's eyes were extremely calm. He looked at the many strong people gathered outside indifferently. He saw the same look in the eyes of these guys, that is greed.

He knew very well that although he killed Su Liyang, the ancestor of Shanhe hall, he also got the poison of Zhu Rong that Su Liyang had been longing for.

Zhu Rong's poison can make such a big storm in Wuji Taixu. As long as they are not fools, they all know that Zhu Rong's poison is unusual. Coupled with Su liyang's behavior, many people think Zhu Rong's poison is a treasure.

Of course, what these people guessed is not wrong. Zhu Rong's poison is really a treasure, but it is not very useful for the strong who are not in the three pole realm to get it.

Zhuo Wen naturally won't tell it. Even if he tells the truth, these people may not listen to him.

"It seems that I am too kind. In their opinion, Su Liyang, the ancestor of Shanhe temple, is more threatening than me?"

Zhuo Wen's mouth showed a trace of ironic smile, and immediately stepped out of the array.

"You must be the popular Zhuo Wen in those days. Your strength is good. You were lucky to kill Su Liyang, but after all, you are only alone. Can you be the enemy of the whole Taiqing fairyland?"

A middle-aged man with soft eyes looked down on Zhuo Wen proudly. The corners of his mouth were full of arrogance, as if he didn't pay much attention to Zhuo Wen.

"My Lord, this man is Yu Yue, the Lord of Duanyue hall. He is among the top 20 in the hundred halls and has strong strength." Lan halberd hurriedly introduced him to Zhuo Wen.

"Zhuo Wen, you'd better be sensible. Now you're a turtle in a jar. Don't think you killed Su Liyang and think you really have a foothold in Taiqing fairyland. I tell you, you are an outsider. You're not qualified to have a foothold in Taiqing fairyland unless you destroy all the forces in Taiqing fairyland."

The slightly fat man standing not far from Yu Yue spoke with disdain.

"This man is the Lord of Qingyang hall, Wu Hui!" said the blue halberd.

"Zhuo Wen..."

Next, these so-called Temple masters will speak out and belittle Zhuo Wen, and despise Zhuo Wen in their eyes.

When each hall Lord spoke, the blue halberd would whisper in Zhuo Wen's ear.

Zhuo Wen did not stop, but silently looked at the faces of the Taiqing fairyland hall masters.

"Have you said enough?"

After a while, although the surrounding voices didn't stop, Zhuo Wen had opened his mouth and interrupted these Temple masters.

"Oh? It seems that you are afraid. As I said, you are just a person. Although you have strong strength, can you still fight against all of us here? Be sensible. Don't hand over the burning bug quickly?"

Yu Yue, the Lord of Duanyue hall, looked at Zhuo Wen with a sneer, and there was an undisguised sarcasm in his voice.

Unfortunately, as soon as Yu Yue finished speaking, he was slapped on the cheek. Then Yu Yue directly fell to the ground in mid air and hit a huge human pit.

In the pit, Yu Yue was convulsed, his cheeks were swollen, and broken teeth fell from his mouth.

The surroundings were suddenly quiet, and everyone looked at the remaining jump lying half dead in the pit.

Everyone didn't expect that Zhuo Wen's words didn't agree, so he suddenly shot.

Moreover, they did not expect that Yu Yue was slapped on the ground by others, and the whole person convulsed and half dead. What strength is needed.

Even though some monks were prepared, they were still frightened.

"You've come very well. Originally, I came to Taiqing fairyland just for some things. Su Liyang took the initiative to destroy the mountain and river hall because he provoked me. Originally, I thought it would end because of the fall of Su Liyang, but I didn't expect you mole ants to belittle themselves and dare to attack me."

"In that case, I will no longer be kind. You all stay!"

Zhuo Wen's voice was cold without any emotion, like ten thousand years of xuanbing.

Among these people, Zhuo Wen saw many monks who had participated in the auction of the hundred halls held in the mountain and river hall before.

When Su Liyang was killed, Zhuo Wen would not be investigated. It would be over if all these people were released.

But unexpectedly, these guys are all white eyed wolves. Even if they don't know how to repay their kindness, they still spread news and summoned so many hall leaders and strong men to encircle and suppress him.

"Kill! No matter how powerful Zhuo Wen is, there is only one person. Hundreds of our experts are here. Are you still afraid of him?"

"Yes! Kill this man. He's so powerful. He must have a treasure. We'll share it together at that time."

“……”

After Zhuo Wen slapped Yu Yue seriously, all the friars roared out and gathered towards Zhuo Wen like transit locusts under the leadership of more than 80 Temple masters.

After a while, Zhuo Wen's figure was submerged by the countless figures of monks and completely disappeared.