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Chapter 604 Holy Religion (280342)

There was only one person in the Yuqing Palace who said this and began to push the blame on Yang Qifeng.

That is Xiao Yicai.

At this moment, he began to frame Yang Qifeng with righteous words. He regarded Yang Qifeng as the biggest threat from beginning to end. Caring for his fellow disciples and helping his junior brothers was based on no threat to him.

"Yang Qifeng, you actually did this," Shang Zhengliang, the first Chaoyang Peak, stood beside Daoxuan. He pointed at Yang Qifeng and scolded him.

Xiao Yicai is the disciple of the sect, and the next generation of Qingyun leader, how can he lack bets?

All the common people have the saying of supporting the dragon courtyard. Is there no such thing as the immortal realm?

It's impossible, it's just a change of argument.

Yang Qifeng glanced at Shang Zhengliang and had recorded this person on the dying Xiao Hei book.

The alien centipede as big as a palm is colorful, with seven bifurcations at its tail. At this moment, it shakes and shakes its head and tail, looking extremely arrogant.

There was a wound on Daoxuan's middle finger, obviously being injured by the seven-tailed centipede. In this moment, the blood flowing out was already black. What's even more terrible is that from the wound at the fingertips, a shocking black air attacked upwards almost at a visible rapid speed.

Daoxuan immediately calmed down his mind, pointed his left hand like a knife, and scored points to his right hand, which was almost numb for a moment, drew a talisman in the air, and immediately stopped the black air attack.

"Enough, when will you still criticize each other?" Daoxuan said coldly, and he stared at Cang Song who was constantly approaching and said, "It's you, Junior Brother Cang Song!"

"You have moved this fire stick, and only you have the ability to get these seven-tailed centipedes!"

"You killed Chang Jian!"

"The master's ability to accuse him is not as good as that of the past. Chang Jian's death is not me, but I have a target of doubt," Cang Song laughed, but he stopped hiding it, and instantly admitted everything.

He looked at the people of Yuqing Palace, and finally looked at Yang Qifeng who was kneeling in the center, and pointed his hand at Yang Qifeng and said, "It's him,"

"My nephew Yang is not as honest as you think. He had already received the Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao taught by me eight years ago. Who did you think that Chang Jian was killed at that time?"

"Uncle Cangsong was wrong. It was four years ago, and more accurate was the day before Senior Brother Chang Jian died," Yang Qifeng did not deny it. This matter was explained by his own strength.

"At that time, I thought Uncle Cangsong was dissatisfied with his master, but it was just a grudge from the sect. I never thought that Uncle Cangsong had already planned everything. At that time, I had not practiced Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao, how could I have the ability to kill Senior Brother Chang Jian? I was afraid that it was Uncle Cangsong who deliberately wanted to frame me at that time."

"You are the same as your master. Chang Jian was not killed by you, so that is our senior brother himself."

"In recent years, he has relied on this matter to constantly point fingers at the six meridians. It seems that he wants to use this to invade the six meridians and add the seven meridians to one meridian, and all of them are under his control of Tongtian Peak." The ability to sow discord was already full of Cangsong.

He failed to make a plan, but he did not force it. Instead, he immediately turned the gun and started firing with a full map, or a shot hit the key point.

"Don't talk nonsense. The rules set by the seven Qingyun veins for the Qingye ancestors have been established. The inheritance of all dynasties has become the ancestral teachings. How dare I violate the ancestral teachings and merge the six veins to return to Tongtian Peak."

Daoxuan scolded Cang Song, but his eyes were looking at Yang Qifeng.

"Did you kill Chang Jian?"

"Master seems to be not trusting my disciples," Yang Qifeng stood up slowly. He looked at Zeng Shuchang who was not speaking. He really relied on the mountain and water to do it. This person was just fighting the wind game. He knew from beginning to end that he had never been disappointed.

On the contrary, Master Shuiyue was about to speak. He shook his head gently and walked to Xiao Yicai in a few steps. He looked at Xiao Yicai and said disdainfully:

"Say a very disrespectful and arrogant word,"

"Senior Brother Chang Jian is a low-know and has not entered Shangqing for decades of cultivation. His disciple has no effect in killing him. Instead, he has damaged his future and cut off himself from Qingyun Sect. This is a big taboo for Niannianbubuying to become the leader of the sect!"

"It's either you killed, it's Daoxuan," Cang Song continued to fan the flames. It's far better to frame Yang Qifeng than to frame Daoxuan.

"Wrong, it was Uncle Cangsong who killed him!" Yang Qifeng stretched out his five fingers and grabbed him. The spiritual energy swarmed and turned into colorful mysterious lights. Cangsong's body jumped up involuntarily.

A blue light appeared on Cangsong's body, and Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao was already working. He was using his own magic power to fight, but nothing was helpful. The difference between the two was too big.

The palm gently pinched Cangsong's neck. Cangsong had difficulty breathing, his eyes were raised, and his mouth was hoarse and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it at all.

"It's such a farce. The traitor is here, and the master can deal with it." Yang Qifeng threw Cang Song in his hand. Cang Song's body rolled around the ground. His mouth was spurted out blood, and his magic power was dispersed, but he was already a useless person.

A horrified gaze came from all directions, but they looked at this scene but couldn't believe it.

Who is Cangsong?

This is the first seat of Longshou Peak, which is in charge of Qingyun's punishment. Apart from the first seat of Tongtian Peak, who dares to say that he can beat him steadily?

But with such strength, he was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in Yang Qifeng's hands, and had no ability to resist, so he had all his cultivation level destroyed.

"Taiqingjing!" Cang Song's tone was hoarse, and he pointed at Yang Qifeng and shouted loudly:

"I didn't expect that you would be able to enter the Taiqing Realm after four years of cultivation. If you practiced since childhood, wouldn't you be able to break through the Taiqing Realm in the future, complete what Master Qingye had never done, and open up the path of immortality to attain enlightenment and become an immortal."

"Daoxuan actually abandoned a genius like you, suppressing you and not allowing you to practice Taoism. If it weren't for me, Cangsong, how could you have Taiqing's cultivation at this moment?"

"Daoxuan deserves to die. He is my Qingyun's eternal sinner. First, there is Senior Brother Wan, and then you Yang Qifeng. Qingyun has rotten in his hands, so it should be destroyed."

"Can you destroy my Qingyun?" Daoxuan suppressed his horror, and his eyes were filled with coldness when he looked at Cang Song.

As soon as Cang Song said, it made people know that Yang Qifeng had not practiced when Chang Jian died four years ago, so it was clear who killed Chang Jian.

"Of course I can't do it, but someone can destroy Qingyun!"

"Who is it?"

"Can they be the shrimp soldiers and crab generals from the demon sect outside the sect?" Yang Qifeng preached in a sarcastic tone.

"Demon Sect, Cang Song, you collude with the Demon Sect, are you crazy?"

"Yes, I'll collude with the Demon Sect. You guys won't do it after watching the show!" Cang Song shouted loudly.
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