After one stick of incense, a total of fifteen people walked out of the queue. 8? No. 1 Middle School                                                                                                                �

Except for a few of the fifteen monks who were erect and seemed to possess a strong sense of possession, the other monks looked elsewhere, as if they were helpless and ashamed, but they had no choice but to choose to withdraw from the alliance.

The monk in the cloak swept over the fifteen people coldly and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, have you made a decision?"

The monks from both sides looked at each other and nodded one after another.

The cloak monk nodded and pointed to the thirty-nine people who stayed there and said, "Okay, you are all good people, loyal and chivalrous. They are good men of my Blood Tong League. If Mr. Tong can see you, he will be relieved even if he is in the Nine Springs."

After saying that, the monk in the cloak turned his head and looked at the fifteen monks. His eyes were slightly chilling, and he said, "Your passionate blood moved me at the beginning; but your choice today made me feel heartbroken. Especially when I learned that the little master Tonghua was still alive, I still decided to withdraw from the Blood Tong Alliance, which made me feel even more heartbroken."

The monk in the cloak shook his head, his eyes full of disappointment.

A red-faced old man with a cultivation level of up to the Jiuyan Infant Change Stage took a step forward and said to the cloak monk: "Leader, please stop deceive yourself anymore. We are all very happy that the little master Tonghua is still alive, but even so, there is only one more victim. If the little master Tonghua had enough power and would have devoted all his strength to kill him, why should he send a young monk who has not yet escaped from his childishness to die?"

Upon hearing this, Bu Hongliang took two steps forward, pointing at the old man with red face and scolded: "Red beard, you are immortal, you are just afraid of death, you have the face to say this. Are you not afraid that the Lord of Tong will drag you from your sleep into the underworld..."

Red beard interrupted Bu Hongliang and said, "Ruotong's hometown master really has such skills, I'm afraid that the Wu family and Lie family will be destroyed long ago."

Bu Hongliang stared at his eyes wide and pointed at the red beard and said, "You..."

The monk in the cloak coughed lightly and shook his head and said, "Hongliang, forgot, one leaf covers his eyes, and no Mount Tai is seen. Two beans plug their ears, and no thunder is heard. They just want to survive now, and nothing we say will help."

Yan Lan narrowed her eyes and her red beard was the highest among the fifteen cultivators who retired to the league. She can be said to be the first person under Bu Hongli, and can be called the backbone of the Xuetong League.

Yan Lan could see that the withdrawal of red beard affected the mentality of several monks, causing them to choose to withdraw.

After all, with the cultivation level of the Jiuyan Infant Change Stage, even the Wu family and the Lie family will try their best to win over it.

Because there are too few monks in the divine stage, the Wu family and the Lie family have won over the divine stage monks within a radius of one or two million miles, and there are only more than ten people in total. Moreover, the price required to provide for a divine stage monk is too huge.

Generally speaking, monks in the divine stage only take charge and do not take action.

The main thing to do is the monks in the Nascent Soul Stage and Infant Transformation Stage. The more serious the matter is, the higher the cultivation level of the monks will be.

If it reaches the point of dispatching powerful people in the God-Distraction Stage, it must be a major event that concerns the life and death of the entire clan.

Moreover, the power produced by some old guys in the Jiuyan Infant Transformation stage can actually endanger the cultivators in the divine stage.

Among the fifteen monks, another old man with eight-character beard took a few steps and said, "At present, the most important thing is to protect yourself and practice diligently. Only in this way can we strengthen our strength. Therefore, I withdrew from the Blood Tong Alliance for cultivation and to gain more powerful strength..."

On the other side of the cloak monk, the monk with a big sword on his back said coldly: "Fu Ba, even if you want to lurk in and improve your cultivation, you won't have to withdraw from the Blood Tong Alliance!"

The fox must be shaken and said with a sensation: "That's because I don't want to be disturbed by trivial matters within the alliance and want to practice with peace of mind. Anyway, at least for a hundred years, the Blood Tong Alliance will definitely do nothing. It's better for everyone to practice and avoid dreaming here."

"snort!"

The monk in the cloak snorted heavily, and his murderous intent surged in his eyes.

The monks such as Red Beard and Hu Ba immediately turned their heads and stopped talking.

A moment later, the cloak monk raised his lips slightly and said, "Maybe, you have forgotten the one stated in the covenant when you entered the alliance, that is, unless you die or are seriously injured and disabled, you lose your combat power; unless the Wu family and the Lie family completely perish; unless the sky collapses and the earth is broken, you will never give up and never betray them. Today, if you leave, I can only fulfill the covenant. Do you fifteen of you want to die or be seriously injured and disabled, or go to the Wu family and the Lie family to kill, or do you feel that you have the ability to make the world turn upside down and the universe turn upside down?"

The fifteen people were shocked, and many people immediately showed a glimmer of despair. When they first joined the alliance, they were full of enthusiasm, so they didn't care about the rules of the alliance.

Especially later, the Xuetong Alliance was almost in name but not in reality, and they felt that the covenant was useless and had no restraint.

The red beard shook his red beard and stared at the cloak monk and said, "You...we are also the people who have been kind to the Tong family, and we have no grudges with the Tong family. We have been doing our best to help the Tong family get revenge. Now we are just going to withdraw from the Blood Tong League, so you will kill them all? In this way, what's the difference between you and the Wu family and the Lie family?"

The monk in the cloak smiled coldly and looked at Chihongbing and said, "Honghai Old Ghost, do you still know that you are the people who are benevolent in the Tong family? When we joined the alliance, we all depended on our own conscience, but it does not mean that the Xuetong League has no rules and no rules. If so, what is the difference between us and a bunch of loose sand? Strong combat power requires strong rules and constraints, and we will perish without the Wu family and the Lie family. Today, the leader of the alliance will first attack you to serve as a warning to others."

After saying that, the monk's cloak pinched the seal of the cloak, and a palm print made a harsh sound of breaking through the air, thrusting directly into the red-bearded chest.

The red beard was shocked. He had the peak cultivation level of Jiuyanying's transformation. Although the cloak monk was not fatal under his palm, it was enough to make him feel restless.

Seeing this, Yan Lan frowned for a moment, trying to stop him, but she still endured it.

After all, the Xuetong League has the rules of the Xuetong League, and he cannot completely ignore the rules.

"boom……"

The red beard was full of red light and took the palm print, and the whole person was knocked back more than ten feet before he stabilized his body. His breath was gasping for a long time, his spiritual power was chaotic, and his strength dropped sharply by 30%.

The cloak monk took three steps forward and said coldly: "The members of the alliance followed the orders and exercised the power to enforce the rules on behalf of the leader of the alliance until the fifteen people were seriously injured. If you fifteen people, whoever dared to hurt anyone in the Blood Tong League, I will definitely kill them on the spot."

All the monks immediately had red eyes, and they were tense and murderous intent.

Yan Lan frowned. It is a good thing to implement the alliance rules, but if it evolves into a partially split battle, it will become internal friction, which will make the Xuetong Alliance, which is already weak, worse. (To be continued.)
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