The glory of the twenty-four heavens has quietly dimmed!

"Burn the lamp!" White Lotus Bodhisattva cursed in his heart.

He knew that Ran Deng fell under the light of the sword, and after discovering that the target was him, he no longer used his life, but only symbolically 'blocked him'.

This is for him to die!

But at this moment, Bai Lian's Zen mind and the Buddha's bones were all covered and locked by the Qing Ping Sword.

The bone-piercing ice of death rises from the heart of the Tao.

If Qing Ping dies under the sword, he will surely be wiped out in ashes!

thump!

White Lotus Bodhisattva immediately knelt down, revealed his body as a boy, and shouted: "Master, forgive me! Master, forgive me! Master, spare my life!"

You will definitely retaliate against the leader.

Fierce as fire, Lingbao Tianzun!

Under the light of the sword, how could the boy Bailian not know the cause of his death?

Just now, how dare he! How dare he! Threaten the only two disciples who are now at ease in front of the Saint of Jiejiao!

What's more important is that she is still a female disciple!

Who doesn’t know! Who doesn’t know!

The saint who taught Jiejiao loved his female disciple the most in his life!

Damn it! Damn it!

Who said that Our Lady of Wudang had already left Jiejiao?

Who said that Master Jie had already ignored her?

Even if it's true, so what!

How can the maverick leader Jie be bullied by the younger generation?

At the moment of life and death, Bai Lian looked pitifully towards Our Lady of Wudang, wanting to ask for mercy!

I beg the saint to show you your noble hand.

This is his only chance of survival.

However, what he saw was the Holy Mother of Wudang. She bowed Yingying and kowtowed with her long body: "Disciple Wudang, I respectfully send greetings to the teacher!"

But there was not a word, not a word of mercy.

The Holy Mother's body trembled up and down, and tears fell in large drops from her eyes.

"Teacher... didn't give up on me!"

"He still considers me his disciple!"

At this moment, I don’t have the heart to be a Holy Mother, I only have gratitude!

My mentor, regardless of all the things she had done in the past, was magnanimous. Even after knowing who she was, he was still willing to recognize her as his disciple, and he was still willing to admit that she was a disciple of Jie Jiao.

He even did not hesitate to draw his sword and cut down the West.

You have to stand up for her, and you have to vent your anger for her!

How to repay a great kindness?
Chapter completed!