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10 Tianxing’s Left and Right Heavenly Emissaries!

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Yang Tinglian was one of the ten elders of the Path of Heaven. He had the nickname of " Mighty Demon God " in the martial arts world. He specialized in outer sect techniques and was born with great strength. He was good at wielding a pair of iron cudgels.

Every time he faced an enemy, he liked to use his iron staff to smash his enemies into meat paste. He was very bloodthirsty.

In the original plot novel, after Tian Xing and the main character's group met, Yang Ting was the first traitor to submit to the main character. He even told the main character a lot of Tian Xing's secrets.

In the later stages, the main character's group was able to break through Crouching Dragon Mountain in a short three days not only because Murong Xuehen had revealed the secret, but also because this person had actively led the way.

Moreover, in the original novel, this person was arrogant and rebellious. He often spoke up against Dongfang Ao and embarrassed him several times.

If Dongfang Ao hadn't been worried about the unity of the sect, he would have beheaded this person in public!

Just like now, his identity was only one of the ten great elders. The four Shakyamuni and the Left and Right Celestial Masters, who had higher statuses than him, had not spoken yet, so how could it be his turn to speak?

"Elder Yang, Cult Master hasn't spoken yet, what are you in a hurry for?”

Elder Feng said in a deep voice before Dongfang Ao could speak.

"Elder Feng, you and Cult Master are fine, but we're not.”

"There's news from the northwestern branch. A large number of disciples from the Huashan Sect and the True Martial Church have attacked the branch. Many of their disciples have been killed, and the rest have gone into hiding.”

Yang Ting ignored Dongfang Ao's increasingly ugly expression and said loudly.

"Yang Tinglian, shut up!"

At this moment, a shout was heard.

A tall, white-haired old man slowly walked out and stopped Yang Tinglian from continuing to speak. He turned to Dongfang Ao and explained,

"Sect Master, please forgive Elder Yang. Elder Yang is also thinking about the safety of my Heaven's Path Sect…"

Zuo Tianxing's emissary, Ren Zizai, was a grandmaster level expert and one of the ambitious people who wanted to usurp the throne in the future.

Unfortunately, he joined forces with the main character and the others, and he completely sold himself out.

At this time, Ren Zizai was Zuo Tianxing's emissary and a grandmaster expert. His status in the entire Heavenly Path was second only to the sect master, and his power was huge.

Yang Tinglian had always followed Ren Zizai's lead.

Since he had spoken, Yang Tinglian naturally didn't dare to say anything. He cupped his hands and wanted to leave.

" Hehehehe, Elder Yang, since you're so considerate of my Heaven's Will Sect members, I have an important task for you…"

"What mission?" Yang Ting was stunned and asked subconsciously.

"Go to the King of Hell and lead my Heaven's Path Sect members to establish another Heaven's Path Sect in the netherworld!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Dongfang Ao's figure suddenly flashed. Under the incredulous gazes of more than ten people below the stage, several afterimages appeared and instantly appeared in front of Yang Ting.

He formed a palm with one hand and ruthlessly slapped towards Yang Tinglian's chest.

"Ah!"

Yang Ting cried out in alarm. He simply couldn't believe that this Sect Master who was usually amiable to everyone would brazenly attack him under such circumstances.

He could only raise his arm subconsciously to block Dongfang Ao's attack.

"Cult Master! Stop!"

Ren Zizai, who was closest to Yang Tinglian, was also shocked. He clawed at Dongfang Ao's back with one hand, trying to save Dongfang Ao.

In his opinion, Dongfang Ao was only a top expert and was far from being a grandmaster. His claw might be able to save Yang Tinglian.

"Bang!"

"Pfft…Ah!"

A miserable cry rang out as Yang Tinglian was sent flying by Dongfang Ao's palm. Blood continued to fall from the air.

His arm was broken and there was an obvious dent in his chest. He would not live long.

Not only that, after Dongfang Ao finished off Yang Tinglian with one palm, he formed a fist with his left hand and twisted his body, colliding fiercely with Ren Zizai's claw.

"Bang!"

A strong wind rose, and their clothes fluttered without wind, even blowing the surrounding people back a few meters.

"Grandmaster? As expected of the sect master! He had advanced to the Grandmaster Realm at such a young age!”

" However, Lord Cult Master, your realm isn't very stable…"

Ren Zizai's eyes twitched, but he still said so.

How old was the sect master? It was really unbelievable that he had stepped into the grandmaster realm at such a young age.

"Ren Zizai, stop!"

Elder Feng's deep voice was heard, and his entire figure appeared behind Ren Zizai like a ghost. He pointed his two fingers at Ren Zizai's back like a sword, as if he was about to point at Ren Zizai's back.

"Uncle Feng, I'm fine…"

Dongfang Ao laughed lightly. He withdrew his fist and claw and retreated quickly. He returned to his seat and looked down at the people in the hall.

Last night, after the dual cultivation session with Ren Chenchen, his strength had reached the grandmaster realm.

It was a pity that he was only at Zongshi realm primary stage and his realm was unstable. However, it was enough to kill Yang Tinglian, who was only a top-notch expert!

"Elder Yang Tinglian disrespected Cult Master and openly roared in the hall. Do you…have any questions?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire hall instantly became very quiet. Many people looked at Yang Tinglian's corpse with flickering eyes.

However, there were also a few people who didn't care at all. It was as if the one who died wasn't Elder Tianxing, but a chicken.

"Hahahahaha…"

"Who the hell is Yang Tinglian? He's just a clown. Cult Master killed him well!”

Another loud laughter rang out. A man dressed in a green robe with black hair like a waterfall, like a wandering Daoist, floated out and said with a smile.

Looking at this person, Dongfang Ao's gaze was a little strange, and he even shook his head secretly.

"This old fart, should I kill you…"

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