The Emperor of the Immortal Realm

Feng Shao stared at Jiang Nan's eyes and said: "Shut up, Jiang Nan, I have misunderstood you before, you are a villain!"

"hmph!" Jiang Nan's eyes were cold.

Turning his head, Feng Shao looked towards Feng Tianyu: "Father, you have already lost an arm. What's the point of fighting for the position of Sect Master? The Great River Sect was passed on to Uncle Mo by grandfather himself , Do you unite with outsiders and make Great River Sect uneasy?"

"Father, you stop!" Feng Shao persuaded me sadly.

"pa!"

Feng Tianyu slapped Feng Shao's face with a slap.

"I'm not your turn to say anything about Laozi, go home!" Feng Tianyu said coldly.

Covering his mouth, Feng Shao’s two lines of grievances and tears slid down: "Father, you have never beaten me, you have never beaten me, you beat me? Mother, grandma, look at the Spirit of Heaven. Is it here? Dad has changed, Dad beat me, Dad disobeys grandfather!" Seeing his son's grief, Feng Tianyu's eyes flashed unbearable, but he still looked at Feng Shao coldly.

"Go back!" Feng Tianyu said coldly.

"No, I won’t go back, Dad, I don’t know why you became like this, but this is grandfather’s decision. Besides, the group of black clothed persons behind you, I know they are not good people, I Knowing that you must be forced, I am impossible to promise! I am impossible to return!" Feng Shao stubbornly said.

"You!" Feng Tianyu complexion sank.

Feng Tianyu suddenly body moved, and when Feng Shao didn't react, he slapped Feng Shao on the back of his head.

Feng Shao suddenly softened and passed out into a coma.

"Feng Tianyu!" Mo Wuhui glared.

"Feng Shao is my son, I am in charge of my son, you also want to intervene?" Feng Tianyu said coldly.

"Send my son back!" Feng Tianyu called to a Qi Realm.

"Yes!"

Feng Shao was quickly taken away.

Feng Shao was taken away, Feng Tianyu resumed the previous imposing manner again, looking towards Mo Wuhui coldly.

"Mo Wuhui, hand over the heavenly policy, it shouldn't be yours!" Feng Tianyu said solemnly.

"Yes, Mo Wuhui, Tiance should be inherited by Feng Tianyu, and you must return it to Feng Tianyu!"

"You confuse Feng Tairan, let Feng Tairan give you Tiance Yes, don’t you return it to Feng Tianyu?"

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Five Spirit Realm who support Feng Tianyu have spoken one after another.

"Asshole, Feng Tairan kisses her generation, I have seen it with my own eyes, how can I be bewitched?" Duan Sanzhu said solemnly.

"Although you are a generation of dísciple, but you do not have the right to participate in the Great River Sect government affairs, you are also qualified to speak?" Gao Bufan said coldly.

Mo Wuhui looked at the opposite group of people coldly, and finally looked towards the twenty black robed sillhouettes. Look at Feng Tianyu again.

Feng Tianyu looked towards Mo Wuhui and his expression was very complicated. The expression in his eyes seemed to tell Mo Wuhui that Mo Wuhui would give Tiance to himself first, and the others would say the same later.

Mo Wuhui saw Feng Tianyu's eyes, and could also feel what Feng Tianyu might have some unspeakable concealment, but Mo Wuhui still shook his head: "Tiance, I will not give it to you, never!"

"Asshole!"

"Mo Wuhui, are you really going to trap me in the Great River Sect?"

"Mo Wuhui, you are not qualified to be a Sect Master !"

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"Feng Tianyu, you deceiving masters extinguishing ancestors, are you worthy of your father?"

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In the Great River Palace, there is a lot of chaos, with swords drawn and bows bent, as if There is always a big battle.

Almost all the dísciples of the Great River Sect gathered at the foot of the main peak.

Two sides dísciple with swords drawn and bows bent, the civil war is imminent.

The entrance to the Great River Sect is empty. The breeze rolled up the smoke and dust all around, looking extremely desolate and deserted.

Suddenly, Yan Chuan took Jiu Jiansheng and landed in front of the mountain gate.

Standing at the gate of the mountain, the two looked at the Great River Sect.

Desolate, the dísciple that used to go in and out is gone, and the dísciple that used to fly around is also missing. Looking from the entrance of the mountain to the inside of the Great River Sect, it is very quiet, cold and cheerless.

"Martial Uncle?" Jiu Jiansheng complexion sank.

"Let's go, go back!" Yan Chuan breathes deeply, stepping into the Great River Sect gate.

PS: It will break out tomorrow!