Chapter 160 - Deterrence of the Poison Commander-in-Chief

The group of Zephyr Guild disciples were also surprised to see a small yellow snake hovering around the Sect Leader's shoulders.

Lu Shaoyu didn't mind. As long as he knew what was going on, he walked up to the leader in large strides and sat down.

"Leader, I heard that the Sect Leader brought an outsider to the Flying Spirit Sect a few days ago. I don't know who it is, but even though our Flying Spirit Sect isn't a big sect, we can't just let outsiders in." Just as Lu Shaoyu sat down, Huang Haibo's face darkened slightly as he asked Lu Shaoyu with a look full of accusation.

"What? This is impossible." Zhou Yurou's face sank. Zheng Ying looked at Lu Shaoyu with doubt in her eyes.

The other disciples also began to whisper to each other.

"Sect Leader, becoming an elder of our Zephyr Guild is not something that you can do just because you want to. Furthermore, even if someone wants to join our Zephyr Guild, they need the consent of our three elders. The Sect Leader does not have the authority to decide on his own, not to mention a subst.i.tute Sect Leader." Huang Haibo said.

"Swish …" Feeling the sharp edge of Lu Shao You's heart, Xiao Long flicked his tongue and turned to look at Huang Hai.

Feeling Lu Shaoyu's gaze, Huang Haibo was stunned, almost feeling suppressed. He couldn't understand why he was intimidated by a brat who was still wet behind the ears. He recovered his senses and said coldly: "You need to know that you are only the subst.i.tute Sect Leader. You have no right to go back on your word."

"What, does anyone have any objections to me sitting as an elder?"

At this moment, a voice appeared out of nowhere and entered the crowd's ears. It was like an explosion, causing everyone's ears to go numb. Especially Huang Haibo, whose ears were buzzing all the time.

As soon as he finished speaking, two figures, one big and one small, appeared in the hall. No one noticed when these two came in.

The two people who had arrived were none other than the Poison Marshal, Dong Wuming, and Lu Xintong. The Poison Marshal, Dong Tianleng, led Lu Xintong forward slowly with both eyes closed as if they had never seen anyone before. However, at this moment, the entire hall seemed to have suddenly fallen into an ice hole as all of their souls trembled.

"What a powerful strength." After all, the three elders were all Martial Spirits. When they felt this aura, they were overwhelmed with shock. The level of this aura was far above theirs. The strength of the newcomers was most definitely extremely terrifying.

"Old Dong, why have you come?" Lu Shao You smiled slightly and felt a little awkward. He immediately stood up and helped the Poison Marshal to sit on his chair while he stood behind the Poison Marshal, Dong Wuming. The look on the face of the poison marshal, Dong Wuming, seemed to have improved a lot. At least, he was fine now.

Everyone was surprised to see this scene unfold. The Sect Leader actually valued this elder so highly, and upon sensing the aura of the Poison Marshal, Huang Haobo wanted to say something. His face twitched as he swallowed his words back down his throat.

"I saw that none of you were here, so I came here to take a look. Coincidentally, I heard that someone didn't want me to be an elder of the Flying Spirit Sect. I would like to know who opposed it." The Soul Poison Marshal, Dong Wuming, said slowly. His sharp gaze swept across the crowd before finally stopping on Huang Haobo's body.

A chill suddenly spread from the depths of Huang Haobo's soul. Being stared at by this old man, Huang Haobo could not help but s.h.i.+ver.

An anxious sound transmitted into the hall and a Zephyr Guild disciple hastily ran inside with a somewhat fl.u.s.tered expression.

"What's the matter?" What's the matter? Lu Shaoyu asked.

"The people from the Black Sword Sect have come. They said that they want to see the Sect Leader." The disciple hastily replied.

"In reply to the Sect Leader, a total of two hundred people have come. They look mighty and ferocious." The Flying Spirit Sect disciple said after he recovered from his shock.

"It seems like you're in a lot of trouble. I'll follow you to take a look." The Soul Poison Marshal turned around to look at Lu Shaoyu and said.

"Then I'll be troubling Old Dong." Lu Shao You chuckled. With this old poison here, only the people from the Black Sword Sect would be in trouble.

They were naturally able to understand the meaning behind Lu Shaoyang's words. Now that the Black Sword Sect had arrived in such a grand manner, they were definitely looking for trouble for the past few days, and if they were to oppose it, this mysterious expert would naturally not help them when the time came, instead, he would let them help. The Black Sword Sect was too large in numbers, and they would not be their match.

Huang Haobo looked at the Poison Marshal and did not know what to call him. He then said, "If this elder is able to suppress the Black Sword Sect, we will not object. The Zephyr Guild needs experts to join them."

"Hmph …" He didn't pay any attention to the pleas from the big sects for him to join. Instead, he glanced at Lu Shaoyu. If it wasn't for this kid, he wouldn't have joined the Zephyr Guild.

"Brat, whoever has achieved great deeds will be cruel and merciless. It is because of you that I have entered the Flying Spirit Sect, but you better not disappoint me. Sometimes, when you think too much into it, you become a bit awkward instead. The Soul Poison Marshal's voice rang in Lu Shaoyu's ears. Immediately, he stood up and walked out of the hall.

"Flying Spirit Sect. From now on, I want it officially." Lu Shaoyu thought to himself as he wiped away the haze in his heart. He pulled Lu Xintong's hand and followed behind the Soul Poison Marshal, saying, "Let's go meet the Black Sword Sect."

Two hundred or so people, two-thirds of them had already arrived at the Black Sword Sect. The first few people were the elder of the Black Sword Sect, as well as the head of the Black Sword Sect, Qian Batian, who was at the third level of the Martial Soul Stage.

"An explanation? Then what kind of explanation do you want?" Lu Shaoyu was sizing up Qian Batian with his powerful aura. If he were to face Qian Batian alone, he would have taken care of him in his heart. However, at this moment, Lu Shaoyu was no longer afraid.

"Brat, are you the Sect Leader of the Flying Spirit Sect? You're still wet behind the ears. Find a decent person to talk to me." "Hmph," Qian Batian snorted as he looked at Lu Shaoyu. However, his eyes felt that Lu Shaoyu's figure seemed somewhat familiar.

"Qian Batian, what is the meaning of this? Your Black Sword Sect has come majestically. What do you want?" Zheng Ying said.

"Zheng Ying, your Flying Spirit Sect has captured a disciple of my Black Sword Sect. Quickly hand it over, otherwise, I will flatten your Flying Spirit Sect." One of the green-robed elders among the group of Black Sword Sect Elders also spoke up.

Lu Shao You looked at the crowd, and his gaze fell on the people from the Black Sword Sect: "They have already been killed by me.

As soon as Lu Shaoyu finished speaking, several powerful auras of the Black Sword Sect surged into the air and enveloped Zhou Kong.

"My Black Sword Sect will definitely wipe out your Flying Spirit Sect today." Qian Batian shouted in anger.