The scene was hot, and the surrounding spectators did not intervene and watched quietly.

More and more people are falling, and the ground is filled with corpses.

And each visitor has a different mind.

Every time a person who dies in the Ethereal Heavenly Palace, the strength of the Heavenly Palace will drop by one point.

The decay of a behemoth is often not caused by external factors, but is an internal split nine times out of ten.

The Ethereal Heavenly Palace is no exception.

Finally...

"Stop!!"

A deep, deep voice came from the mountain gate.

The sound was so powerful and terrifying that everyone present trembled.

It's scary!

Just listening to this voice, there is an invisible sense of oppression sweeping over me, as if I have stepped on an ancient giant in my heart, making it difficult for my heart to beat and my breath to stagnate.

This must be the voice of the Most High. ”

Venerable Yuanwu's face changed drastically, and he said in a deep voice.

"Could it be that there is any hidden power in the Ethereal Heavenly Palace?" Ling Miaogu's Miaoling Lady raised her eyebrows.

"Hmph, hidden power, why didn't you show up earlier, and now you did not come forward? It's too late. Libashan sneered.

Qingquan Daozun didn't speak, but just looked towards the source of the sound with the Perfect Son and Tiance Girl.

The source of the sound came from the foot of the mountain, at the door of the mountain that was shattered and almost collapsed.

There stood an old man in a gray robe, holding a broom, picking up the broken plaque that had fallen on the ground, and the four large golden characters on the plaque had peeled off.

The old man's face was full of old spots, goosebumps, sunken eyes, and he looked helplessly at the word 'ethereal' in his hand, and sighed deeply.

"Are you Uncle He from the courtyard of the gate?" a disciple recognized the old man and exhaled in a lost voice.

"I remember Uncle He, Uncle He has been in the gate courtyard since I entered the door, although I also stayed in the door courtyard for a while..."

"He Bo seems to have started very early, I always thought he was not a martial artist, but I didn't expect his strength to be so strong..."

"Who the hell is Uncle Ho?"

"Could it be a hermit of the sect?"

"I don't know. ”

The disciples were surprised by the discussion.

And some sharp-eyed people have long since discovered this old man.

Ever since Qin Feng had fought with the Ethereal Venerable, he had been sweeping the floor at the mountain gate and had never left. And... He never paid attention to the affairs here, even if the Lord of the Heavenly Palace died, he pretended not to see it and continued to clean up the mountain gate.

When they first met, everyone thought that this was just an ordinary old man.

From the sound just now, many people found that this old man was hidden deeply.

It's just that... Why did he stop it now?

Chu Wanfei, Sym Zhong and the others seemed to know something, and they hugged their fists at He Boyuan.

"Uncle Ho..."

Several people shouted respectfully.

But seeing that the old man turned around, looked at the people here, sighed and said: "I didn't want to intervene in the affairs of the sect anymore, but if I continue like this, the Ethereal Heavenly Palace will only bring about its own destruction, and the old man's duty is not to let the Ethereal Heavenly Palace fall, and the matter has come to this point, so I have to stand up." ”

"Uncle He, please act quickly, avenge the palace master, and kill this thief. Sympathy hurriedly stepped forward and said.

"I said that I only protect the Heavenly Palace from falling, and the rest of the things have nothing to do with me. He Bo said lightly.

"Could it be that the death of the palace master has nothing to do with you?" said Compassion Zhong's eyes widened.

"Yes. He Bo nodded.

The crowd was suddenly surprised.

Only when the survival of the sect is threatened, the old man will make a move.

"Uncle He?" Compassion snorted coldly: "I remember you, you are just a sweeper in my Ethereal Heavenly Palace, why? You have swept the ground for a hundred years, but you also stepped on my uncle's head? You are so bold! Don't kneel down for me!"

As soon as these words fell, Compassion's face changed greatly: "Compassion, shut up!"

But it was too late.

"The shaft cannot be taught. He Bo shook his head and glanced at Compassion.

In an instant, Compassion's knees suddenly bent and he fell heavily to the ground.

Bang!

The sound of his knees hitting the ground was so loud that it was as if his kneecaps were about to break, and his whole face was distorted, and he wailed incessantly.

There was an uproar all around.

Just one glance made this compassionate son, who was ninth on the list of heaven and man, kneel on the ground!

How terrifying?

Sympathy Zhong hurriedly knelt on one knee on the ground, and said eagerly: "Uncle He, please forgive me, I have compassion for my young age, I have contradicted you, and I also ask your old man to forgive me." ”

"The strong cannot be humiliated, this is the iron law of the Sumeru domain, although the old man has swept the land for so many years, everything is downplayed, but this point, the old man still cares about it very much. He Bo said calmly, and then waved his hand: "That's it, the old man is too lazy to bother with him, or is it important to get down to business." ”

"Uncle He. Compassion clenched his fists again and hurriedly helped Compassion up.

Sympathetic and bitter, dissatisfied, and distorted, but now apparently much more honest.

Everyone didn't dare to be presumptuous, and looked at Uncle He with fear.

The same is true of Venerable Yuanwu and the others on the other side of Rao.

Chu Wanfei, Qin Feng and the others all looked at Uncle He, but they didn't say a word.

The scene became quiet.

I saw Uncle He holding a broom, walking to the middle of the crowd with an expressionless face, pacing back and forth for a while, and then spoke.

"If you continue to fight like this, more and more people will die, and the strength of the Ethereal Heavenly Palace will continue to decline, so you can't fight any longer, the cause and effect of the matter, the old man knows that the reason for your fight is nothing more than who is the palace master, since you can't use force to decide, the old man feels that he has to use another method to elect the palace master." ”

"Another way?"

Both sides lost their voices in unison.

"Yes. ”

"What's the method?"

Someone asked urgently.

He Bo pondered for a moment and said lightly: "Vote." ”

"Vote?"

The audience was in an uproar.

"It's up to the people of the Ethereal Heavenly Palace to decide, if you support this kid, stand on his side, if you support compassion, stand behind him, the minority obeys the majority, and that's it. He Bo said lightly.

As soon as these words fell, they were instantly supported by Sympathy and others.

"Good!"

"That's fair!"

"That's it!"

People said excitedly, and compassion was also overjoyed.

Because compared with the current situation, the number of people who support Qin Feng is not even half of the number on the side of compassion, so why do you need to vote, it is already clear at a glance.

Qin Feng's brows furrowed.

Chu Wanfei's face was ugly.

The current situation is far from optimistic.

But there was nothing they could do.

"Now, let's start voting. He Bo said lightly.

As soon as the words fell, the people of the Ethereal Heavenly Palace immediately became agitated.

People were talking and wavering.

"Hahahaha, boy, do you still want to occupy the magpie's nest and take my heavenly palace?

Compassion and the others also sneered.

He Bo used this method, he must still think of compassion and others!

They know they've won.

Sure enough.

A large number of people from the Ethereal Heavenly Palace walked towards the side of Compassion.

Seeing the large number of people on the side of Compassion, the people on Chu Wanfei's side were also a little breathless, and after hesitating for a while, a group of people also walked towards Compassion in an uproar.

The situation is already clear.

The number of people on the other side of compassion is innumerable, and there are heads everywhere.

Qin Feng only had Chu Wanfei and his cronies by his side, and the total number of people alone was less than a hundred.

"Uncle Ho, I think the results are out. Sympathy clenched his fists and said respectfully to He Bo.

He Bo glanced at the people on both sides and nodded silently: "Indeed, it seems that this stinky boy is the master of the Heavenly Palace, and it is also the desire of the people, since this is the case, then good, I announce..."

"Wait!"

Suddenly, Qin Feng shouted.

He Bo looked at him: "Do you still have an opinion?"

"Uncle He, wait for me to say another word, can you?" Qin Feng said lightly.

"Don't waste time. Compassion frowned.

"After all, you are not from my Ethereal Heavenly Palace, and you can't control us. Compassion said coldly.

But Uncle He nodded unexpectedly: "There is still time before the vote, since this is the case, then you can say it." ”

"Thank you. ”

Qin Feng nodded, looking at the ethereal Heavenly Palace people in front of him, and the people were silent for a moment.

The crowd looked at him.

He also looked at the crowd.

I don't know how long it will take before Qin Feng speaks directly.

"What I'm going to say is simple!

He paused, his expression became very serious, and he said seriously: "I ask you, do you think this sanctimonious and narrow-minded compassion can really forgive you? tolerate you? no longer persecute you? no longer poison you? take you to a brilliant future? take you to new heights? ask yourself, tell me, do you think... Can he?"

A simple sentence fell, and all the people in the Ethereal Heavenly Palace were stunned.

Everyone looked at Qin Feng blankly, unable to say a word for a long time.

And the sympathetic smile froze in an instant. ()

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