Suddenly, a cold wind blew up beside the Hualong Pond, snowflakes flew everywhere, and countless dead leaves with uneven depths were blown off the branches.

It landed on the long table and the ground in front of the two of them, with a murderous intent.

Faced with the pressure and strong murderous intent brought by the sudden appearance of Great Elder Long Yu.

Long Qingfeng thought about the irresolvable hatred between the master and apprentice and Long Yu, and couldn't help scolding for a moment: "What? Are you already anxious for me to show off the majesty of the Valley Master in front of me?"

Looking at the strange old man in front of him, the gloomy face reminded Li Xiuyuan of the elder of the Loulan Wang family, the old man who used the dark sword behind his back.

Looking at the old man in green and white robes in front of him, who claimed to be the master of Shenlong Valley, Li Xiuyuan had no expression on his face.

It's like looking at an unrelated stranger.

Long Yu looked into his eyes, without any warning, and suddenly asked: "It's you! It was you who killed my nephew! I smelled the breath of peace in you."

Before Li Xiuyuan could reply, a group of elders and male and female monks suddenly broke into Hualong Pond.

Long Qingfeng looked up and saw the law enforcement elder Long Bing, the second elder Wang Ruopeng, the fourth elder Feng Xiuyun, and the fifth elder Li Xiuer...

And a group of male and female monks that he couldn't name, ranging in age from middle-aged to young.

Dozens of male and female monks who came after hearing the news looked at the calm Long Qingfeng nervously. They knew that not long ago, the old man had dismissed the great elder's housekeeper with a wave of his hand.

An old man who was about to see the Mahayana realm was turned into a waste overnight by Long Qingfeng who destroyed the sea of ​​gods with one glance.

Even though the great elder Long Yu was so aggressive, no one dared to stand up and accuse the master and disciple in front of them.

It doesn't mean they are willing to get into trouble just because they are watching the excitement.

A group of people stood far outside the Hualong Pond, quietly looking at the angry Long Yu and the master and apprentice Long Qingfeng who remained calm.

Li Xiuyuan looked at the misty Dragon Pond and shook his head gently.

On the River Styx, I had already washed away thousands of years of reincarnation, and naturally also washed away the aura that Long Tianping had left on me.

Not to mention the Long Yu in front of him, even his master, the old Taoist priest, couldn't see clearly the aura on his body.

He believed that the old man in front of him was just guessing, and even coaxed and threatened him to admit it.

Looking at the chilling cold wind and the flying snowflakes all around, a gust of wind passed by, sweeping the snowflakes all over the sky under the stone wall beside the Hualong Pond, and fell on Li Xiuyuan's shoulders.

Shaking his head gently and looking at Long Yu with an angry face, Li Xiuyuan asked softly: "Where is the evidence?"

Long Yu first looked at Long Qingfeng with a cold expression, and then said: "I have killed many people in my life, and I don't care about the evidence."

Li Xiuyuan withdrew his gaze from Shenlongchi, looked at him and said, "It turns out that the elders of Shenlong Valley are unreasonable."

The snowflakes in the wind fell in the Huashen Pond, and the cold wind blew through the pond water like waves of the lake, rushing towards the edge of the pond, creating layers of waves.

Long Qingfeng looked at his disciple, and although he said nothing, he frowned tightly.

When Long Yu heard this, he couldn't help but sneer and said: "The hatred of killing children sometimes does not require a reason, it relies on intuition."

The wind and snow in the sky became fiercer, and snowflakes piled up on Li Xiuyuan's shoulders, like a huge mountain weighing down on him, making him unable to breathe.

Although he knew that it was not Xuehua's fault, but the pressure brought by the old man in front of him, who wanted to overwhelm him in terms of momentum.

After thinking about it, I admit it, and I want to give in.

In Long Yu's view, although the Li Xiuyuan in front of him looked smaller than the boy in Luoshui Inn.

But because the young man came to find Long Qingfeng, he no longer needed a reason.

Even if he couldn't force the young man in front of him to confess, he still had to force Long Qingfeng to take action.

He has endured it for too long. If he cannot kill the young man in front of him today, he will force Master and Disciple Long Qingfeng away to clear all obstacles for him to ascend the throne of Valley Master in the spring.

Li Xiuyuan gently shook off the snowflakes on his body, looked at Long Yu and said quietly: "I killed your nephew, so what?"

There was a roar, like a thunderbolt striking in winter!

As the great elder of Shenlong Valley, Long Yu heard this and his beard stood on end. He took a step forward and pointed at Li Xiuyuan Kong and shouted: "Boy, accept your fate!"

Long Qingfeng looked at him and said expressionlessly: "You can't move him."

Li Xiuyuan looked at the several male and female elders and a group of monks behind Long Yu, his face as cold as ice.

He said quietly: "The nephew of the great elder of Shenlong Valley, holding the Shenlong sword, first assassinated the son of the ancient Canglong old man, and then assassinated the ancient Canglong old man..."

"Even though he harmed the old man, he failed to get any benefits. In the end, he and the old man both lost their bodies, and a dragon soul was trapped in the magic circle."

Sighing, Li Xiuyuan continued: "Why is such a sinister and sinister person holding the legendary sword of Shenlong Valley?"

There was a roar, and another thunder sounded, hitting the heads of a group of elders and disciples in Shenlong Valley hard.

Long Bing, the law enforcement elder, was stunned when he heard this. He looked at Li Xiuyuan and asked, "How can you prove that you have met the ancient Master Canglong?"

Li Xiuyuan smiled coldly and replied quietly: "Just because he is unwilling to return to the Divine Dragon Valley after he escapes from trouble, isn't that the best explanation?"

The second elder, Wang Ruopeng, couldn't help being stunned when he heard this.

He naturally knew the reason why the ancient Canglong left, but he didn't expect that even the old man's son was killed by the great elder's son.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but ask: "The ancient Canglong master is so powerful, how could he be hurt by a junior?"

Li Xiuyuan looked at him and couldn't help but sneer: "Because he is holding the Dragon Sword and has set another trap... Do I need to tell lies?"

Wang Ruopeng was speechless upon hearing this. The elder was notoriously cruel and he didn't want to offend him.

Third Elder Feng Xiuyun sighed softly, looked at Li Xiuyuan and asked: "How can Mr. Long treat him now? Where is his miserable child?"

Li Xiuyuan thought for a while and realized that the old man would never come back to this place again, so he told the truth.

He said: "I gave the old man the immortal dragon soul to refine, and he regained his life. This is a human tragedy. The old man refining his son's dragon soul with his own hands was able to survive."

Having said this, Li Xiuyuan turned to look at Long Yu and said coldly: "And all this is thanks to your nephew!"

Fifth Elder Li Xiuer couldn't help it anymore and took a step forward and asked: "Since he is alive, why doesn't he come back with you? Where is the Dragon Sword?"

"Does he still dare to come back?"

Li Xiuyuan looked at a group of elders and disciples and replied coldly: "I won't tell you where the old man is, and I don't want the tragedy to happen to him again. You should give up on this."

"As for the Dragon Sword, it naturally belongs to the old man."

Having said this, Li Xiuyuan looked at the gloomy Long Yu and laughed: "What a pity, that divine sword will never return to the Divine Dragon Valley."

"Go to hell!"

The furious Long Yu waved his sword energy and struck Li Xiuyuan at the side of Hualong Pond. He wanted to kill the young man at the side of Hualong Pond to relieve his hatred.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, Long Qingfeng, who had been silent all this time, took a step forward, turned his palm into a sword, and slashed at Long Yu who suddenly attacked!

Two swift sword energies met in the air, causing an earth-shattering roar. The two of them couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Long Qingfeng looked at him and said coldly: "You are shameless, my disciple is just a mortal, and you, a monk in the Mahayana realm, actually do something secretly!"

For a moment, even several elders and a group of male and female monks started talking softly.

In their view, the great elder today was too weird. He wanted to kill and silence the young man before he could finish his words.

Because in their opinion, the young man standing by the Hualong Pond was a mortal without spiritual veins or cultivation.

How could a mortal kill the great elder's nephew?

That's a great monk in the Fusion Realm. I'm afraid none of them can beat Long Taiping, let alone the frail young man in front of them.

What they couldn't understand was that even though the great elder had launched a sneak attack, the young man didn't show any fear at all.

From their point of view, they don't know whether the young man in front of them is really a talented person and bold, or whether he is an ignorant young man who is not afraid of death.

Li Xiuyuan looked at Long Yu and sighed, and said quietly: "I am not from your Shenlong Valley. You don't have to be afraid that someone will expose the crimes committed by your uncle and nephew."

Long Yu said: "Long Er's death has your shadow. Today, no matter what, you can't even think of leaving the Dragon Valley."

"Is that so, are you afraid that I will leave alive? Or are you afraid that my master will leave Shenlong Valley alive?"

Li Xiuyuan looked at him and said coldly: "I am just discussing the matter. The ancient Canglong Old Man will never step into the Divine Dragon Valley again forever. If my master leaves again..."

"So, this Shenlong Valley and its owner are just a joke!"

Li Xiuyuan turned around, pointed at the Shenlong Valley in front of him and said: "This pool of water that transforms into a dragon is also the opportunity that your ancestors stole from the world of Shenlong Continent!"

There was another roar, like thunder in winter, hitting the heads of a group of elders and male and female monks heavily.

The three thunders not only stunned a group of elder monks, but also Long Yu and Long Qingfeng were stunned and speechless.

Even the disciples in Shenlong Valley don’t know the secret of Shenlong Pond. How did the young man in front of him know about it?

Could it be that Long Qingfeng revealed it?

Long Yu looked at Long Qingfeng and said coldly: "You actually told a mortal the biggest secret of Shenlong Valley? What do you masters and disciples want?"

Long Qingfeng did not hide his contempt for him and said sarcastically: "Since you have made a big mistake, are you afraid that the world will know about it? I only know that my disciples are not under the jurisdiction of your Shenlong Valley."

Long Yu looked at him and said indifferently: "Since you are not a disciple of Shenlong Valley, you are not worthy of the secrets in Shenlong Valley! Moreover, how can I know whether you have secretly passed on the fire of Shenlong to outsiders?!"

Li Xiuyuan looked at him, shook his head and said, "What do you want to say? Or what do you want to do?"

Long Yu said expressionlessly: "If you are a disciple of Shenlong Valley, you will be under the jurisdiction of Shenlong Valley and abide by the rules of Shenlong Valley."

Li Xiuyuan replied calmly: "Then what?"

Long Yu looked at him and said indifferently: "Second way, if you are a disciple of Shenlong Valley, you will have to accept the punishment of Shenlong Valley."
To be continued...