Immortal Martial God

Chapter 1754 History Repeat

The audience was silent.

More than half of them hoped that the Bai Clan would die and be annihilated.

However, their feelings towards this clan could not be extinguished by hatred alone.

They had witnessed the rise of this clan, its glory, and its boundless glory with their own eyes.

He watched it fall, and saw that it was beaten to the point of no resistance by a man holding a knife, causing the entire clan to lower their heads and secretly cry.

Seeing the arrogant Beihuang Baihe with his own eyes, he took the initiative to admit defeat.

Seeing it rise high up, watching it feast its guests, seeing it collapse.

A clan could be eliminated, but its status in the hearts of the people had never been shaken.

Today, what Xiang Nan was shaking was the status of the Bai Clan! This was even more complete than directly annihilating this clan!

Xiang Nan raised his head and looked at the sky. Two rows of tears couldn't help but roll down his cheeks.

The tears weren't sad, nor were they sad, nor were they for anyone.

It was only for this reason that he was finally able to give himself an explanation!

After struggling for so many years, I can now tell myself that I am worthy of myself.

Everyone looked at the ancestral hall.

He watched as Bai He brought Bai Wudao and Xuan Qingzhu into the ancestral hall.

This should be the last stage of today. The grudge between Xiang Nan and the Bai Clan had already ended with the Bai Clan lowering their heads and admitting defeat.

Xiang Nan's personal feud with Xuan Qingzhu was about to begin.

After Bai Wudao and Xuan Qingzhu had worshipped their ancestors, she wanted to come out and end it with Xiang Nan.

The vengeance of the clan had been avenged! Killing enmity was right in front of his eyes.

Xiang Nan calmly looked at the ancestral hall. It was a lie to say that he wasn't excited. He had worked hard until now, and his greatest hope was to defeat Xuan Qingzhu with his own hands.

All of it, all of it, all of it, all of it, all of it, all of it, just for today!

Xiang Nan's saber began to tremble slightly when there was no battle. It was connected to Xiang Nan's heart.

It longed to drink blood!

Drink the blood of that enemy!

The hatred between the Bai Clan and Xiang Nan was only because the Bai Clan abandoned Xiang Nan.

The enmity between Xuan Qingzhu and Xiang Nan was the enmity between life and death!

In the ancestral hall, Bai He and the others were standing in front of the statue of Bai Wuya.

"No matter what, we must give the ancestor an explanation. We are Bai Wuya's descendants!" Bai He made way for Bai He and Xuan Qingzhu.

"We won honor, but we lost honor! We can't disgrace our ancestors' prestige."

"Wudao, Qingzhu, bye!"

Bai Wuya! The founder of modern martial arts!

Even someone like the Western Emperor, who hated the Bai Clan to the bone, was absolutely convinced after hearing the words "Bai Wuya".

No one could refuse the three words, the meaning of the name.

Facing the sculpture of his ancestor Bai Wuya, Bai Wudao didn't shed any tears even after losing. However, looking at his ancestor's face, he finally burst into tears.

The statue in front of him represented the spiritual leader of the Bai Clan, the spiritual pillar of the Bai Clan!

"Bye!" Bai He shouted with tears in his eyes.

Bai Wudao and Xuan Qingzhu stood side by side. The two of them knelt down one after another and kowtowed to the statue of Bai Wuya.

At this moment, all of the martial artists present, regardless of their sects or factions, stood up silently and bowed deeply in the direction of the Bai Wuya Sculpture.

Millions of people, with the exception of the demons and demons, followed Bai Wuya once.

Whether it was the Six Emperors World or the Five Continents World, they all knew that they had received Bai Wuya's kindness. Without Bai Wuya, there would be no martial arts today!

Bai He also bowed to Bai Wuya's sculpture.

After that, Bai He took a deep breath and said, "Bye again!"

Bai Wudao, Xuan Qingzhu, knelt down again.

The martial artists present bowed deeply to Bai Wuya's sculpture for the second time.

After everyone got up, Bai He raised his head and said, "Three bows!"

Bai Wudao and Xuan Qingzhu knelt down and kowtowed for the third time.

All the martial artists present bowed for the third time.

Right at this moment, Xuan Qingzhu took the lead and raised her head. That complicated expression appeared in her eyes again.

Bai He, on the other hand, looked at Xuan Qingzhu and nodded slightly at Xuan Qingzhu.

At this moment, something unexpected happened.

Xuan Qingzhu suddenly raised his right hand. In his hand was a silver needle that was more than a foot long!

Bai Wudao noticed something, and he suddenly turned around and looked at Xuan Qingzhu angrily!

He looked at the silver needle in Xuan Qingzhu's hand that was aimed at the center of his eyebrows!

"You" Bai Wudao was shocked.

Bai He suddenly stretched out his right hand and covered Bai Wudao's head, preventing him from moving at all.

Everyone was stunned!

A moment ago, they were still thanking Bai Wuya.

However, in the next moment, such an incomprehensible scene occurred.

In the sky, Xiang Nan's body suddenly shook!

Xuan Qingzhu bit his lips with a silver needle in his hand and said with a complicated expression, "Wudao, I'm sorry."

"But, for the sake of my future, I really have no choice."

Bai Wudao said angrily, "Xuan Qingzhu, Great Ancestor, what are you doing!"

"Damn it, did you guys plan this matter without telling me in advance!"

Bai He looked at Bai Wudao indifferently and said, "Wudao, your sacrifice for the clan is worth it."

Bai Wudao was extremely shocked and furious. He roared, "Great Ancestor! You said that you wanted to nurture me before, but it was all fake!"

"Xuan Qingzhu, you damn woman, you never thought of spending your life with me!"

Xiang Nan's pupils contracted, but he was shocked and angry, but he laughed loudly again.

Irony, too ironic!

Bai He's eyes turned cold as he shouted, "Green Bamboo, attack!"

Xuan Qingzhu looked at Bai Wudao with a complicated expression. After saying sorry, he resolutely dropped the silver needle!

A needle pierced through Bai Wudao's forehead!

The dramatic scene was repeated!

Bai Muchen and Bai Wudao, who were born the same year, month, and day, were all plotted by the same woman in the same way!

Bai Wudao's entire body trembled, his entire body trembling like a sieve.

Xiang Nan gritted his teeth and laughed, but his eyes turned red. Tears rolled in his eyes. The more he did, the louder he laughed.

Is that so?

Back then, after Xuan Qingzhu stabbed him to death with a needle, was he also in this state, like Bai Wudao, trembling so miserably?

At that time, how long did he tremble before he died? He no longer had any consciousness, nor did he have that memory.

But now, this incident happened again to Bai Wudao, and was witnessed by Xiang Nan, who had once endured the'kindness of a needle '.

That complicated feeling is hard to describe.

Antidote? Not only did the Bai Clan plot against themselves, even Bai Wudao didn't let them off.

However, Xiang Nan did not feel relieved at all. He only felt angry and sad.

"What are they doing?" The Western Emperor roared angrily.

Xiang Nan laughed loudly and said, "Seize the talent."

At this moment, a drunken old man walked out from the inner sect of the ancestral hall with a gourd in his hand.

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