Tang Yuanhe is one, and there are two who are not dead. As for the others, they are all around the Eighth Realm.

Several masters from the Eight Realm could not withstand the pressure of the old man. After the gray gas entered their bodies, they immediately began to bleed with their mouths and noses.

In less than twenty seconds, while the old man suppressed dozens of masters alone, he poisoned four or five masters from the eighth level to death.

After they had fewer people to deal with the old man's suppression, the pressure became even greater.

Even those two masters from the Nine Realm felt that they could not hold on.

And the others could not stand it anymore.

The old man stretched out his other hand and pushed forward.

The hidden weapons that had just hit him flew up from the ground and covered the sky.

The powerful energy spread out, and the ground where the old man stood had begun to crack.

And those masters who watched the overwhelming hidden weapons fly over, finally couldn't stand it.

Their strength and the old man are too different.

Even if they add up, it would be impossible for the old man to be suppressed today.

Fear arises naturally.

"Stop Master, please spare me!"

One of them couldn't withstand the pressure, so he immediately removed his aura and knelt down in the direction of the old man.

Originally, the hidden weapon flew towards the man first, but after the man knelt down, the hidden weapon flew over from both sides of him.

Before the person behind could react, his body was torn to pieces by a hidden weapon.

This is not as simple as leaving a penetrating injury on him, but it is really torn to pieces by the hidden weapon storm.

"Stop Master, I know I'm wrong!"

"Stop Master, please spare me!"

"We all heard Tang Yuanhe's bewitching, and asked the sect leader to be kind, show mercy, and save my life!"

Everyone knelt down in the direction of the old man and begged for mercy.

The hidden weapon storm suddenly lost its strength in the air and fell to the ground one after another.

The old man also waved his hand, removed the gray gas, and took back the six silver needles.

The old man suppressed dozens of experts from the Tang Sect with his own strength.

"Rebellion? Just by you? How much have you learned the unique skills of the Tang Sect? Just want to be the leader of the Tang Sect?" the old man said disdainfully.

"We know we're wrong!"

Everyone knelt on the ground and spoke in unison.

No one has ever fought with the old man, and few people have even seen the old man take real action.

This was also the first time they saw this old man taking action, and he showed his extremely terrifying strength as soon as he took action.

The Tang Sect has always studied attacking techniques, and when it comes to defense, it is actually very weak.

But the power that this old man just showed is clearly both offense and defense.

He has this kind of strength, so how can he fart?

If Tang Yuanhe was still alive now and he knew that the old man's strength had reached this level, he would not have had the intention to rebel.

"Today, the leader of this sect can open a new look and leave your life. However, every participant in your life will not be allowed to use any resources in the Tang Sect within ten years. All the resources you have accumulated over the years will be handed over."

"Who agrees and who object?"

The old man asked.

Where can anyone dare to object now?

It would be very good to be able to save your life.

No matter which mountain gate is located in, it is a death sentence.

And the old man naturally couldn't kill them all.

After all, the Tang Sect still needs someone.

It doesn’t matter if Tang Yuanhe dies. If all these masters die, the strength of the Tang Sect will be greatly reduced.

So, the old man never thought about killing them all at the beginning.

Of course, if he wants to, he does have this strength.

"We know we are wrong, so we all listen to the punishment of the old sect leader." Everyone spoke in unison.

"You have been punished to face the wall for three years and think about your mistakes carefully, that's it."

The old man turned around and left Qingfeng Hall, which had been razed to the ground.

After returning to Jingxin Hall, the old man sat down in the room. When the three silver needles left the old man's body, the old man bleeding from his mouth and nose.

Although the old man tried his best to stabilize his breath, he still fainted.

The old man just now has reached his limit.

And he has not gone down the mountain or taken action over the years, and he is waiting for this opportunity to suppress the entire Tang Sect masters.

His body is no longer the body that was more than 20 years ago.

The trip to Baimen left an irreversible stubborn disease for the old man.

The old man is still very strong, but if he uses his energy too much, it will cause serious backlash.
Chapter completed!