He would be a fool to believe such nonsense!
Randeng was rendered speechless for a moment.
Indeed, more than half of the Jie Sect disciples had already been killed, while the Chan School people stubbornly refused to leave. There was no way to justify that.
"Also, Zhao Gongming of our Jie Sect had his treasure stolen by you, Randeng. He used the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors only to reclaim it. Why did you, Randeng, not return the Sea Calming Divine Pearl, but instead join forces with Lu Ya in an attempt to kill him? Your Chan School truly excels at murdering people for their treasures!"
Seeing Randeng speechless, Xiao Long pressed on.
This time, it was not only Randeng. The faces of the other Chan School members also darkened.
"Stop spouting nonsense here! You dare insult my Jie Sect? Today, I will kill you here and send you into the Investiture of the Gods! Who will capture him for me?"
Randeng knew that if he allowed Xiao Long to continue speaking,
his prestige would be trampled into nothing by Xiao Long!
Thus, he hurriedly interrupted Xiao Long.
He was determined to kill him!
"Senior Uncle, let Nezha go!"
A "child" dressed like a several-year-old boy, wearing a red bellyband, stepped forward to volunteer to Randeng.
"Good! You have my permission!"
Nezha was also one of the few first-rate experts in the Chan School who could rival the Twelve Golden Immortals. His cultivation had reached the mid Golden Immortal realm.
Moreover, he possessed many magical treasures. He was perfectly suited to deal with an obscure Xiao Long!
"Nezha! Do not disgrace the prestige of our Golden Light Cave!"
At this moment, Nezha's Master, Taiyi True Man, reminded him.
"Don't worry, Master! I will definitely take his head!"
Nezha said with a