The disciples' questions were actually treated as wind in their ears by these people. No one seemed to have heard them, lowered his head and closed his eyes, and sat cross-legged.

The actions of these powerful men on the Divine Sword List were completely ununderstood by everyone.

What exactly happened?

Why do these senior brothers and sisters on the Divine Sword List act so strangely?

But at this moment, the tightly closed palace gate suddenly opened.

The disciples who were talking stopped talking in an instant and looked at the palace gate in unison.

Then he watched a large number of figures walk out of the gate.

These are all the elders and deacons of the Yijian Heavenly Palace.

Almost all the senior officials of the Heavenly Palace are among them, including Yan Qiuyue who has been in seclusion!!

Seeing this scene, all the disciples' breathing suddenly became tight.

Even Yan Qiuyue, the deputy palace master, has been invited out!

It must be that the sect made a major decision, otherwise it would be impossible for so many senior leaders to gather.

The elders scattered and stood around the palace gate.

Then Feng Buling and Ruyue Zun Swords walked out, and Yan Qiuyue stood aside casually.

Seeing this, the disciples stood up one after another, clasped their fists and shouted: "Greetings to all elders, kowtow to the deputy palace master! kowtow to the palace master!! kowtow to the Supreme Master!!"

The sound is like waves, venting all directions.

Feng Buling nodded slightly and said indifferently: "Don't be too polite, just sit down!"

"Thank you, Lord Palace!"

The voice fell and the disciples sat cross-legged.

The elders also sat on the ground.

The atmosphere in the air is a little solidified, and everyone has a thoughtful look on their faces.

The scene gradually became quiet, and everyone's eyes were all focused on Feng Buling and Ruyue Zun Jian.

It was as quiet as if a needle fell in front of the palace, and a shocking thunder would burst out!

Feng Buling stammered his lower lip and looked at Ruyue Zun Sword.

But when Ruyue Zun Jian closed his eyes, the man took a deep breath and whispered: "Prince Palace Master, say it, it's okay."

"But..." Feng Buling wanted to speak but stopped.

"It's over, we have no choice. If I go down in the future, I will explain to my ancestors and ancestors. All of this is my fault!" Ruyue Zun Jian whispered.

Feng Buling was silent. After a moment, he seemed to have made some decision, raised his head again and shouted in a hoarse voice.

"Listen, now, I will announce something to you!"

The sound rippled around, and everyone's ears couldn't help but stand up.

Feng Buling suddenly stood up, glanced at everyone present, and said, "I announced! From now on, the Yijian Heavenly Palace... is formal! Dismiss! Disband!!!"

The last four words were almost bitten by Feng Buling!

These four words burst out and the scene suddenly solidified.

It seemed as if time had stopped at this moment.

Everyone stared at Feng Buling in a big way, and no one came to his senses.

Formal! Disassembly! Disassembly! Disassembly!

Fake?

Did you hear it wrong?

Or was it said it wrong??

Everyone's heads were covered in paste.

It took a long time.

Wow!

The scene suddenly exploded, and everyone stood up and rushed upwards.

"What's going on?? Disband... Disband?? Disband the sect?"

"Why is this happening? Palace Master!! Why should I disband?! The Supreme Master!! Why should I disband!!!"

"No!! I'm not willing to give up!! I can't disband!! I have been in the sect for nearly a thousand years and cannot disband!! The Idiotic Sword Heavenly Palace cannot disband!!"

Roars, questioning, anger, doubts popped up like raindrops at this moment. No one could sit still at this moment, and they all roared.

The scene was in chaos, and everyone's emotions became particularly excited.

"All quiet!! All quiet!!"

The third elder stood up and shouted.

The crowd was a little quieter.

"Everyone sit down and listen to me!" Feng Buling also shouted.

"Prince, we need an explanation!!"

"Yes, we need an explanation!!"

A disciple shouted with red eyes.

Some female disciples held back their tears and stared at the palace master, looking forward to his reply.

The scene returned to peace, but the calmness seemed extremely depressing.

But when I heard Feng Buling speak again, his tone was particularly depressing.

"I know, everyone is reluctant to let the palace gate be dissolved. In fact, it is not only you, but I am also reluctant to let it go. However, this is a helpless move because... we have no choice!"

Feng Buling sat on the ground and said hoarsely: "According to the latest news from the sect, more than forty sects have formed a so-called purge and conquest alliance to open towards our Yijian Tiangong. They are no longer willing to wait.

They absurdly drafted a false charge to attack us! In fact, you should all know their purpose, but to divide the Heavenly Palace! I discussed it carefully with the Supreme Master and the elders, and we are not opponents, so

...We can only choose to dissolve."

"I didn't even fight, how could I be no match?"

"That's right, how can you say defeat before the battle??"

Someone said angrily.

"We swear to live and die together with the Heavenly Palace!" A disciple immediately stood up and shouted.

"Yes! We live and die together with the Heavenly Palace!!"

"Defend the Heavenly Palace to the death!!"

Many people screamed.

For a moment, the crowd was excited and the scene became noisy again.

"I know you are willing to sacrifice your head and blood for the Heavenly Palace!" Feng Buling made a sound and shouted loudly: "Since the last time he went to Shenzong, the Battle of the Bahuang Dynasty! I already knew that those who could stay were allowed to stay

, those are all people who truly regard the Heavenly Palace as their own family, but at this moment, we no longer have the capital to protect the Heavenly Palace!"

The scene was a little calmer again.

Feng Buling continued.

"The enemies we have to face this time are much stronger than last time! Among them, there are more than ten true saint-level powerful people. Below the true saint, the great saint? The extreme saint? They are simply ants! And

We... except for the deputy palace master, there is no true saint!! We cannot resist at all! If we still insist on staying here, it is just a meaningless sacrifice! It will only stain the Heavenly Palace with blood! It will only lead to complete destruction! The Heavenly Palace will only lead to complete destruction!

No one left!!”

Feng Buling was very excited when he said that, his face turned red.

"We are not afraid!!" Another disciple shouted.

"Yes, at most, you can't be buried here, so why fear it is!!"

Everyone looked as if they were ready to die.

Feng Buling opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his throat was blocked for some reason and the sound could not be made for a long time.

With these people here, the Heavenly Palace cannot actually die.

"Oh my God, give me a way to live in the Yijian Tiangong!"

An elderly elder knelt on the ground and cried.

Many people were moved by it.

Feng Buling was silent.

All there was sigh and crying at the scene.
To be continued...