Yue Wuxie's move undoubtedly slapped Wuhen hard on the face. At this moment, Wuhen's face was ashen and he said with a cold voice: "A low-level disciple of yours is making such nonsense there, why don't you back down!"
A terrifying energy burst out, and a sword energy appeared out of thin air and swooped towards Yue Wuxie. Wherever it went, an invisible space ripple slowly spread out. The terrifying energy made Yue Wuxie's body unable to hold back.
trembling.
With an awe-inspiring expression, Yue Wuxie was not afraid at all. A sharp edge of cold light appeared out of thin air. Yue Wuxie stabbed forward with a sword in a graceful manner. The sword energy gradually merged together to form a sword whirlwind that swept away.
Bang! Endless energy spread out in all directions. Yue Wuxie took a few steps back, until she reached the edge of the high platform. Her expression condensed, and she suddenly took a few steps forward. She raised her long arm and pointed her index finger coldly at Wu Xie.
Mark, shouted: "Sect Master, you keep talking about low-level disciples. Don't low-level disciples belong to the Sword God Sect's disciples? Since ancient times, all the sect leaders have advocated freedom of speech. Could it be that the sect leader prohibits the disciples' speech? The sect leader is considering the patriarch.
Where does his prestige come from?”
"I don't know how a person who is unkind and disrespectful to his ancestors can become the leader of a sect!" There seemed to be a sound of thunder in the sky.
In this season when the grass grows and the orioles fly, the spring thunder explodes and the drizzle falls.
However, the thunder of early spring was not as shocking as Yue Wuxie's words.
As soon as these words came out, there was an immediate uproar in the audience. The whole place was as quiet as death. Yue Wuxie's words were floating around the entire stage, and the eyes of all kinds of people with different moods were far away.
Yue Wuxie's thin back showed admiration, shock and emotion.
Especially those heads of external sects, they did not expect that a low-level disciple would dare to question the head of a sect face to face.
The cold wind whipped up the drizzle and drifted towards the sky. Under the drizzle, no one made a sound, and the surroundings were surprisingly quiet.
Rain kept dripping down Wuhen's cheeks. Wuhen didn't expect that Yue Wuxie would put herself in a dilemma with just one sentence, and she was speechless for a moment.
Yue Wuxie suddenly took another step, kicking up the dust and mud on the ground, and the dust was flying. Yue Wuxie's clear eyes looked extremely bright. She held the sword with a traceless finger and shouted coldly: "Such a sect leader,
Luoxia Peak disciple Yue Wuxie refuses to accept it!"
The silence lasted for a moment, and finally several loud shouts suddenly sounded out. Then like a chain reaction, neat shouts resounded below: "The disciples of Luoxia Peak are not convinced!"
The Bixia Peak disciples were originally dissatisfied with Wuhen, and with Yue Wuxie's stimulation, the dissatisfaction in their hearts completely exploded.
This is true for Luoxia Peak, and so is the other three peaks.
The shouts were like a tide, one wave after another. For a time, the entire Sword God Peak was enveloped in the shouts.
Regarding this, there was an uproar among the outer sect. As soon as the Nose Master became the leader, countless disciples opposed him. This may be the first time in the history of the Sword God Sect.
The previous momentum disappeared in these waves. Faced with such a scene, Wuhen was a little unable to cope with it. He couldn't help but pointed at Yue Wuxie and shouted angrily: "Back off, don't make unreasonable troubles!"
Yue Wuxie smiled faintly and looked around cautiously. At this moment, others seemed to have unlimited glory, but Yue Wuxie knew that there were dangers everywhere. She stepped back slightly towards the edge of the high platform, cupped her hands and said, "I dare to ask if the disciple has the right to speak!"
However, at this time, a strong momentum broke out on the high platform, and a strong voice sounded: "Back off!"
At this moment, the sky and the earth suddenly roared, and bursts of roaring sounds shook the world. A crazy pressure swept towards Yue Wuxie. Before the terrifying energy came, Yue Wuxie's body did not move.
Cang Jiao left two inch-deep footprints on the ground and almost fell off the high platform. Seeing this, everyone was in an uproar because everything happened so suddenly.
Ye Shaohan, who had been silent for a long time, focused his eyes, raised his right foot, and took a step forward. His figure appeared in front of Yue Wuxie like a ghost. He slowly waved his right hand forward, and several sword energy appeared out of thin air.
Slashing forward, where the sword energy passed, an invisible space ripple slowly spread out.
Suddenly the sword world roared, and a terrifying energy spread out in all directions. Ye Shaohan did not move at all, his long hair was fluttering, and his loose robes made bursts of crackling sounds.
The sword energy turned into a rainbow, breaking through the momentum, and swept towards an old man on the high platform. At the same time, Ye Shaohan said lightly: "Isn't it what a senior does to hurt someone secretly?"
The old man stood up and flicked his right hand forward casually, and the aura that came from him turned into nothingness.
Although Ye Shaohan's words were extremely calm, everyone felt the anger in Ye Shaohan's words. If the momentum had not been resolved by himself, it would have been enough to seriously injure Yue Wuxie. Just one momentum had such power, and Ye Shaohan could not calm down for a long time.
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"Qianliu was killed by this man, Hen'er, you can do whatever you want!" The booming sound suddenly shook the world. Wuhen bowed his hands to the old man respectfully and said, "Yes, Master!"
Hearing this, even though Ye Shaohan looked calm, his heart was filled with excitement, and he thought to himself: "Is the show finally about to begin?"
Ye Shaohan looked at Wuhen with a smile on his face. It seemed that everything today was planned in advance.
The old man's words undoubtedly identified Ye Shaohan as the murderer. Whispers sprung up around him, and their eyes were strangely wandering between Ye Shaohan and the master of Chaoyang Peak.
Is this Leng Qianliu really killed by the master of Luoxia Peak?
The Sword God Sect was in an uproar. What on earth is going on?
The leader of Chaoyang Peak walked forward slowly with a strange look on his face. Every time he took a step, he seemed to have aged a few minutes. Then he jumped in front of Ye Shaohan, looked at Ye Shaohan with strange eyes, and murmured: "Is what the uncle said is true?"
true!"
At this moment, he no longer has the aura of the Lingzong realm. He is like an old man with white hair giving a gift to a black-haired man. His thin figure looks extremely lonely at this moment. Losing his beloved disciple is undoubtedly a major event for the master of Chaoyang Peak.
blow.
Hearing this, Ye Shaohan smiled faintly and shook his head slightly.
Wuhen's face turned cold, and a powerful aura suddenly erupted from his body. He immediately suppressed the voices around him, looked around, and finally his eyes fell on Ye Shaohan. A smile flashed in his eyes, and he shouted: "Suifeng
, you are guilty of murdering your fellow disciples!"
Ye Shaohan looked calm, looked directly at Wuhen, and said calmly: "Why, what is your reason for doing this!"
"I want to know why you did this!" Ye Shaohan said calmly, his face still so calm.
Hearing this, Wuhen sneered and said calmly: "For the sake of justice, in order to give an explanation to the disciples of the Sword God Sect, I also want to give an explanation to the master of Chaoyang Peak! Sui Feng, according to the sect rules, you must be punished for killing your fellow disciples.
Punishment, do you know your guilt?"
Staring at Wuhen's cold eyes, Ye Shaohan sighed silently, then looked at the clouds passing by on the horizon and said lightly: "Is it because of her?"
With a slight sigh, Ye Shaohan continued: "Is it just because of her?"
The woman Ye Shaohan was talking about was naturally Liu Yuehong. It turns out that when a person's jealousy expands infinitely, it will become so terrifying.
Hearing this, Wuhen, who had always looked calm, flashed a sinister look in his eyes. He took a step forward and suddenly burst out with a strong momentum. He pointed angrily at Ye Shaohan and shouted: "Suifeng, no matter what, you kill Leng Qian."
The affair has become a fact, do you know your guilt?"
Ye Shaohan had a normal look on his face and put his hands behind his back. He turned around and looked at the astonished faces in the audience, and said calmly: "Because of that person's words, who does he have the right to accuse me of killing someone? Because he is a level 3 warrior in the Lingzong realm.
!”
Ye Shaohan's words were not at all respectful because the other party was a senior, and his tone was still as calm as if the Lingzong realm warrior was not a big shot in his eyes. At this moment, Ye Shaohan acted very calmly, without any panic.
Seeing this, the two old men sighed slightly. Since they had made their choice, there was no hope of retreating.
Wuhen's face couldn't help but change, he pointed angrily at Ye Shaohan and shouted: "Suifeng, you are so disrespectful!"
Are you disrespectful? A smile appeared on the corner of Ye Shaohan's mouth. It seems that today's matter cannot be let go so easily.
"The Chaoyang Peak Master will take care of it this time!" Wuhen respectfully bowed his hands to the Chaoyang Peak Master, but there was no trace of respect in his eyes.
Seeing this, Yue Jingxian, who was standing quietly by the side, couldn't help but have a flash of admiration in his eyes. Wuhen's move undoubtedly betrayed Chaoyang Peak's master's face. Now that he has ascended to the position of sect leader for the first time, the most important thing is to consolidate the sect.
The position of Lord.
Ye Shaohan stood aside indifferently, his face calm, his long hair scattered like ink on his white clothes, but there was still a little bit of reluctance in Ye Shaohan's eyes.
"Is it time to leave?" Looking at the sky, Ye Shaohan sighed slightly. This sigh was for Huang Shaoping.
Chaoyang Peak Master's face was extremely gloomy, he looked directly at Ye Shaohan and said complicatedly: "Did you really kill Qianliu?
Ye Shaohan looked calm and said calmly: "If I say it's not me, then do you believe it?"
"Give me a reason!" Chaoyang Peak Master has not lost his former calmness, but the sadness in his eyes cannot be suppressed.
"Reason?" Ye Shaohan smiled faintly, pointed at the two old men behind Wuhen, and said lightly: "No reason seems so pale and weak in front of them, isn't it?"
Ye Shaohan didn't know why the two old men wanted to cooperate with Wuhen, but Ye Shaohan felt the murderous intention in those two old men, the murderous intention to kill him.
The drizzle was still drifting, but strangely, none of the drizzle touched anyone's body.
As soon as this statement came out, there was an immediate uproar in the audience. Why didn't the Luoxia Peak Master explain?
Could it be that Leng Qianliu was really killed by Ye Shaohan? Boya and Ziqi showed a trace of worry in their eyes as they slaughtered their fellow sect members. This one was going to be hunted down by the Sword God Sect.
Seeing this, Wuhen took a step forward, his aura became extremely fierce, his face was extremely sad and angry, he pointed angrily at Ye Shaohan, and said sadly: "Suifeng, I don't know why you can do this to your fellow disciples.
Chongshou, don’t you care about the friendship between fellow disciples?”