To be the best leader, you must also be the strongest leader!

There were three corpses floating in the air, including the corpse of the Hehuan Patriarch. The bodies of the other Hehuan Sect monks were destroyed and could not be brought back.

The three corpses were hung in the air by Su Motang using his true qi as strings. The wounds on the three corpses were clearly visible, and the head and neck of one corpse were reattached.

Although they were far away, the powerful Nascent Soul cultivators around could see the appearance of the three corpses clearly, and countless eyes were focused on Patriarch Hehuan.

hissing...

The sound of inhalation could be heard all around, and all the Nascent Soul cultivators were shocked by the scene before them. No one expected Su Motang to be so cruel that he actually took out three corpses, and one of them was the ancestor of Hehuan.

Shock, fear, and suspicion!

At this time, the eyes of the surrounding Nascent Soul cultivators looking at Su Motang changed.

Previously, most cultivators speculated that Su Motang might have suffered a loss at the hands of Patriarch Hehuan. No one expected that Patriarch Hehuan would actually be killed directly by Su Motang.

Yan Jun's pupils shrank, and he looked at Su Motang deeply, his eyes showing even deeper fear of Su Motang.

After all, Patriarch Hehuan is a great cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage. If such a master is not an opponent, there are many ways to escape. Generally speaking, it is very difficult for a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage of the same stage to completely kill another cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage.

Unless one of them is much stronger than the other, or has some special means.

Elder Feilong, who was not far away, saw the corpse of Ancestor Hehuan and his pupils shrank. There was a hint of regret in his eyes, but at the same time, there was a hint of relief in his eyes when he looked at Su Motang.

It is a pity that the Tianyuan Continent lacks Patriarch Hehuan, a great cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage. The closer a cultivator is to the Spirit Transformation stage, the more valuable a resource he is to the Tiansheng Palace. It is not easy to cultivate a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage.

As for being thankful, it was because they were thankful that they had decisively dealt with Su Motang and cut off his path to becoming a god. Otherwise, if Su Motang really broke through to the God Transformation realm, he would definitely be a huge threat to the Tiansheng Palace.

The most shocked people at this moment were the Hehuan Sect cultivators on the opposite side. Hongyang, Huayu, and five other Nascent Soul early stage cultivators were looking at the corpses on the opposite side.

They were so frightened that their faces turned pale, a chill ran down their backs, and a deep fear rose in their hearts.

"Ancestor... Elder Wei... Elder Yu! Su Motang, you... you actually dared to kill the ancestor and elders of my Hehuan Sect, you..." Hongyang's lips trembled, and he pointed at Su Motang, his voice trembling.

Su Motang stared at Hongyang coldly: "What? You are the only ones allowed to unite with the Heavenly Array Tower and the Blood Demon Sect to plot against me, and I am not allowed to fight back?"

"Humph, you guys are a bunch of chickens and dogs, you dare to mess with me? I think you are tired of living!"

Su Motang's icy gaze swept across the cultivators opposite him like a sharp sword, and he said disdainfully, "You useless people from the Hehuan Sect, dare to run around in Tiansheng City? Do you really think I won't kill anyone?"

The fear in the hearts of the several Yuanying stage cultivators of the Hehuan Sect opposite them became even stronger when they were swept by Su Motang's cold gaze.

"I am giving face to the Tiansheng Palace, so I will not take action against you."

"I joined the Bafang Pavilion only to protect the safety of the younger generation. If you continue to provoke me again and again, don't blame me for being rude."

"Go back and tell old ghost Xie Yang that if he wants to avenge old ghost He Huan, just come at me. Even if he is seriously injured, I am confident that I can die with him. If he is not afraid of the He Huan Sect being wiped out, he can give it a try."

Su Motang turned his gaze to the right, his cold eyes falling on a middle-aged cultivator in a black robe. "If you, the Blood Demon Sect, dare to run around like clowns again, I won't mind wiping you out. Don't doubt my strength and determination."

"Misunderstanding... Fellow Daoist Su has misunderstood... Our sect is law-abiding and we promise not to do anything reckless." The leader of the Blood Evil Sect quickly waved his hands. The body of Patriarch Hehuan was still hanging there, and he didn't want to become one of them.

Su Motang looked at Jiuchen again. Jiuchen had a gloomy face at this time. He never dreamed that before the alliance was completed, Patriarch Hehuan would die directly at the hands of Su Motang.

Su Motang's strength was beyond his expectations.

"If you from the Tianzhen Tower want to die, then just come at me. I don't believe that you will never leave Tiansheng City in your entire life." Su Motang's threat was very obvious, but Jiuchen didn't dare to take it lightly.

Su Motang swept his cold eyes around, then waved his hand, and the corpse of Patriarch Hehuan flew towards Hongyang and the others.

"Take these bodies back. When you want to deal with me, show them to me. This may be what you will look like in the future."

"I'm sorry, Elder Feilong, for causing you trouble today." Su Motang politely bowed to Elder Feilong, even though he really wanted to tear Elder Feilong apart in his heart.

Elder Feilong saw Su Motang's good attitude, and his fear gradually dissipated. He nodded with satisfaction, "It's okay, Fellow Daoist Su didn't break the rules of this city, so there's no trouble. I think Fellow Daoist Su is seriously injured, so you should go back and heal as soon as possible."

"Thank you for your concern, Elder Feilong."

Su Motang bowed again, and then strode towards Sun Yi. He could clearly feel the change in the gazes of the cultivators around him. Even the unruly master like Yan Jun looked at him with a different look.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Su."

Master Jin looked at Su Motang with awe in his eyes, and at the same time, there was excitement hidden in the depths of his eyes. With Su Motang's deterrence this time, those demons and monsters who wanted to lay a hand on Bafang Pavilion would have to think twice.

"Let's go, let's go back." Su Motang's eyes were calm, and then the few of them returned to Bafang Pavilion together.

Watching Su Motang and his group walk away, the expression of the Nascent Soul cultivator in the air changed repeatedly.

"As expected of the Star Sword Immortal, his elegance remains the same!" Yan Lun's eyes flashed slightly, then he turned and left quickly.

Xuan Kui withdrew his gaze and said, "With Su Motang as the pillar of support, no one will dare to cause trouble to them anymore. No one will dare to underestimate this top-notch force anymore."

"But second uncle, Su Motang killed the Hehuan ancestor. Doesn't the Hehuan Sect want to seek revenge on him?" Xuan Ying looked at Xuan Kui in confusion.

Xuan Kui shook his head: "Of course the Hehuan Sect wants to seek revenge on Su Motang, but unfortunately they dare not. Su Motang is too powerful."

"Now, the Hehuan Sect only has Patriarch Xieyang, a late Nascent Soul cultivator, as its sole remaining member. With the death of Patriarch Xieyang, the Hehuan Sect's strength has been greatly reduced. It's likely that some other faction will be eager to take a piece of the Hehuan Sect's flesh. They'll be too busy to take care of themselves for the time being."