Chapter 1712 Why are you falsely accusing me of my innocence?
What? Everyone was already uneasy, and they were all shocked when they heard this. They immediately held the hilt of their swords and turned their heads to follow his line of sight.
In the originally empty corner, a black mist quietly surged up.
In just the blink of an eye, the black mist condensed into a human figure, the whole body was illusive and hazy, but the eyes were red.
"Lingyuan, I have no enmity with you, why are you hurting me like this? I'm going to kill you!" Amidst the sharp and sad roar, a black figure rushed towards a female cultivator like an arrow from a string.
go.
That female cultivator is not very old, but she was brought to the Immortal Miao Sect by her elders, so her strength is not bad, and her character is not bad either.
Seeing this, he did not panic, but calmly drew out his sword and slashed towards the figure at a faster speed.
"Chi!" The spiritual power in the middle stage of divine transformation came out through the sword, splitting the figure apart.
However, the silhouette that split into two parts passed by the sword's edge, but immediately regrouped, and pointed like a sword, piercing straight towards the vital part of the female cultivator's heart.
"Be careful!" The two elders from the sect next to him were shocked and quickly drew out their swords.
But it was too late. Before they could strike out with their swords, the figure had already rushed in front of the female cultivator.
Although the figure was so illusory and hazy, with the face blurred except for the blood-red eyes, the palms pointed like swords were as solid as substance, emitting a cold light like fine iron.
If his palm stabbed her central veins, even if the female cultivator had reached the level of becoming a god, she would probably die.
Seeing her disciple's life and death on the line, the two elders of her sect felt chills all over their bodies, as if they had fallen into a cave of ice.
Their worries were of course unnecessary. With Gu Qingxi, Ye Wuchen, and six senior brothers here, that figure had no chance of succeeding.
There was no need for so many people to take action. Chu Yunxian snorted coldly and took a step forward.
Although it was just one step, it felt like he had traveled thousands of miles across rivers and mountains, and the entire ground shook slightly with his steps.
The illusory figure trembled violently, as if it was tightly bound by an invisible force. The palm that had already stabbed the female cultivator's heart could no longer move forward.
Chu Yunxian pulled out his long sword and swung it out casually.
Different from the female cultivator's sharp, swift and sharp sword, his sword was so majestic and majestic.
"Boom!" With a muffled sound, the illusory figure was directly shaken away, turned into wisps of clouds and smoke, and disappeared from sight.
What a terrifying sword skill! Everyone in the palace looked horrified.
Although Chu Yunxian had seen the pressure of the demonic dragon before, the magical suppression derived from his bloodline was far from as intuitive as the sword skills, and the feeling it brought to people was far from as shocking as the sword skills.
It wasn't until he made this move with his sword that they truly felt how terrifying the Tianqing Sect's chief disciple was.
Such a sword would probably be enough to fight even a strong man facing the realm of transcending tribulation.
Fortunately, he didn't draw his sword before, otherwise the eldest elder of the Lin family would have been wiped out on the spot and wouldn't even have a chance to roll around on the ground.
"I didn't expect that the strength of Tianqing Sect would be so strong. The Lin family would dare to bully the disciples of Tianqing Sect and bring humiliation to themselves. They really brought humiliation to themselves." Thinking of the elder of the Lin family, an old man.
I couldn't help but sigh again.
Fortunately, Lin Wandao and others had already gone far away. Otherwise, hearing his emotion, they would probably be furious again: The shame of our Lin family has been thrown into grandma's house, and you still drag her out at every turn.
Whip Corpse, you really think that our Lin family is easy to bully, and there will be no end to it, right?
"Master Chu has such strength at such a young age. If nothing unexpected happens, there will be no suspense about his promotion to the Tribulation Tribulation in the future."
"More than just overcoming the tribulation, in my opinion, with Mr. Chu's age, cultivation, and talent, it is impossible to be promoted to Mahayana." Other monks also sighed with emotion.
It's not that I'm trying to flatter Chu Yunxian, but I really feel it.
As a monk, it is a great honor for them to witness the birth of such a talented monk with extraordinary strength and promising future.
To put it in layman's terms, it's enough to blow for a lifetime.
Hearing the praises from all around, Chu Yunxian was still neither arrogant nor impetuous, and his expression was as calm and calm as ever.
"Do you really think you can hide this shameful little trick from me?" He said calmly, looking at the crowd.
Everyone was confused. You looked at me, I looked at you, and suddenly found that a strange face appeared among the crowd.
There are about a hundred sect families who came to Ziyan Valley this time. Some of them are familiar with each other, while others have only heard of their names but never met them, or they only met each other once they came here.
So there was a strange face in the crowd, and they were unaware of it until they were surprised.
"Wow!" The crowd dispersed like a tide, looking at the stranger with fear in their eyes.
There is no doubt that this stranger is the illusory figure that was just chopped apart by Chu Yunxian's sword.
That sword, which was comparable to that of a strong man who has overcome tribulations, did not kill him, and allowed him to blend into the crowd silently. How strong must his cultivation be.
If he had suddenly attacked, they would have been unprepared and they might not even know how they died.
The more they thought about it, the more their hearts palpitated. Everyone retreated to the wall of the hall and then stopped, holding long swords and looking at the man warily.
He was a slender young man with a gentle and handsome appearance, and his slightly red eyes were filled with sadness and unwillingness.
"Sir Sect Master, why are you so hard on each other? I have already said that I have no intention of being the Sect Master, why do you still want to kill everyone?" Looking at Chu Yunxian, he said with a sad face.
"Great Elder, you have watched me grow up. Do you really not know what kind of person I, Song Qinglan, am? Why do you want to accuse me of my innocence? Why don't you give me a way to survive?" After that, he looked again.
Xiang Yuwen Dingtian asked sadly and angrily.
"Third Master Uncle, Fourth Master Uncle, Seventh Master Uncle, from the first day I became a disciple, you have been teaching your disciples that as a cultivator, you should act in a way that is worthy of your heart and worthy of heaven and earth. But what happened today
, can you really not tell who is right and who is wrong?" Then, he looked at the other monks around him and said with tears streaming down his face.
There was silence in the main hall, and everyone looked at each other, all confused.
When they saw him appear just now, he yelled at Ling Yuan to kill the female cultivator. They thought that the female cultivator was the reincarnation of a senior who had a deep hatred with him.
But now, he actually recognized Chu Yunxian as the sect leader, Yuwen Dingtian as the great elder, and several other monks as the third, fourth and seventh uncles.
Could it be that the reincarnations of his elders were transferred to these monks present? How could there be such a coincidence in the world?