When everyone in Zhengzi was in trouble, a loud shout came. Bayi Middle School Wenwang,
A divine light flew from a distance and landed in front of Chen Nan. Lin Ziyang's figure appeared. He glanced around and pointed at everyone and shouted: "Bastard! Brother Kuang is a distinguished guest of my Zixiao Palace. Why don't you put away your weapons yet?"
Apologize to crazy brother?”
All the disciples put away their weapons and clasped their fists towards Chen Nan to express their apology.
Chen Nan knew very well that Lin Ziyang's appearance at this moment was just a helpless move because he did not dare to break up with the mad clan.
In fact, all of what happened today, these disciples listened to his orders. Otherwise, no one would dare to do it privately.
Chen Nan looked at Lin Ziyang and said: "Senior Lin, regardless of whether Yuwen Qingxue is guilty or not, now that she is dead, I just want to take her body away and find a suitable place to bury it. I hope you won't stop her."
Lin Ziyang has a high level of cultivation, and he can detect that Yu Wen Qingxue still has a trace of life.
He shook his head and said: "Brother Kuang, what you said is wrong. Yuwen Qingxue was a disciple of my Zixiao Palace. Although he is dead now, he should be buried by my Zixiao Palace. Besides, it is not a burial place, Kuang
Why are you so persistent, brother?"
Chen Nan didn't know how long Yu Wen Qingxue could last, and didn't want to talk nonsense with them. He said with a cold face: "She is my benefactor. I must find a geomantic treasure land and bury her with my own hands. So today, I must
I can’t take her body away, I hope Senior Lin will do it!”
Lin Ziyang's expression became complicated.
He stared at Chen Nan, feeling very aggrieved, but he didn't dare to show his face.
After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and was about to let Chen Nan go. After all, the mad tribe couldn't afford to offend him, but at this moment
"Palace Master, Senior Brother is back!"
A shout came, and everyone looked to the right, only to see a middle-aged man flying through the air and leaping towards this side.
This middle-aged man's name is Shan Tianming. He is a disciple of Zixiao Palace and may become the next palace master. He came to Lin Ziyang, glanced at Chen Nan coldly, then clasped his fists and said: "Master
Dear, my disciple has something important to report!"
Lin Ziyang frowned and asked, "What do you have to report? Just tell me."
"This morning, I met a senior from the Kuang Clan in Tianzhou City. I learned from him that the Kuang Clan didn't send anyone out to borrow swords, and there was no one named Kuang Yun in the clan." Shan Tianming pointed at Chen.
Nan shouted coldly: "This so-called mad clan Kuang Yun is just a fake!"
"What!"
Everyone present turned pale.
This Kuangyun was so powerful that he was not from the Kuang clan. Everyone was deceived by him.
Lin Ziyang frowned and said, "Tian'er, are you serious about this?"
"It's absolutely true. I'm willing to guarantee with my head that this Kuangyun is definitely not from the Kuang clan." Shan Tianming said, "Moreover, the disciple also went to Xuanwu City and learned from the Great Elder that there was a commotion some time ago.
The ancestor who was in trouble all over the city was very similar to the method shown by Kuangyun!"
Kuangyun is not a Kuang clan, but an ancestor of the great enemy!
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked. Lin Ziyang stared at Chen Nan and said: "Brother Kuang, do you have anything to say?"
Although Chen Nan was anxious in his heart, his face was extremely calm: "There's no need to blame someone if you want to."
Shan Tianming sneered: "I'll see how long you can keep pretending. When the mad people reach your level of cultivation, they can fly in the air at will. But you still refuse to show your ability to control the air because you have a guilty conscience."
Chen Nan felt a chill in his heart.
Once the dual world is in motion, your identity will definitely be recognized immediately.
However, if you don't show the skill of flying in the air, your identity will be exposed. Now, it's really a dilemma.
Lin Ziyang stared at Chen Nan and said: "Brother Kuang, since some people have doubts, you might as well show your flying skills to dispel everyone's doubts. Wouldn't it be good if the rumors are self-defeating?"
"sure."
Chen Nan promised, but in her heart she was already planning to escape.
With a calm expression on his face, he activated the Xuan Gong. Under everyone's gaze, he jumped up with Yu Wen Qingxue in his arms, lifted his body ten meters high, displayed his double world poles in an instant, and flew away into the distance.
"Stop him!"
The dual world was too conspicuous. As soon as it was revealed, Chen Nan's identity as the "ancestor" was instantly exposed.
"Do you think you can escape?"
Sneering laughter continued from all directions, and more than a dozen white old men rose into the sky from around Zixiao Palace, blocking Chen Nan's path.
These more than ten old men are all elder-level figures in Zixiao Palace.
It turned out that when Shan Tianming came back with the news, they had already laid an ambush around him to prevent the ancestor from escaping.
Chen Nan held Yu Wen Qingxue in her arms, glanced around and shouted: "Now that the matter is over, I have nothing to hide. I have to take her away today. If any of you don't give way, I will kill you!"
"You are simply ignorant. People with the surname Zu, let alone Yuwen Qingxue, even you yourself can't escape today!" Lin Ziyang flew into the air and said with a sneer.
"That being the case, then whoever of you is not afraid of death can come here!"
Chen Nan held Yu Wen Qingxue in one hand and held the Wind Sword, the most precious treasure of Zixiao Palace, in the other hand as he scanned the crowd.
"Ignorant junior, do you think that once the Wind Control Sword is in your hand, it belongs to you? You have underestimated the methods of the ascetics!" Lin Ziyang sneered, he played two magic formulas in his hand, and read out the formula,
Suddenly, the wind-controlling sword in Chen Nan's hand vibrated violently.
Chen Nan held the hilt of the sword tightly, trying to grab it, but the Yufeng Sword didn't listen to the truth at all, and finally broke away from his hand, turned into a white light and flew back to Lin Ziyang.
The treasure you got is gone!
Chen Nan was very worried. Without the Wind Control Sword, he would not be able to get the secret to Tianhan Mountain from Yao Ye.
These dozens of elders, and disciple Shan Tianming, are definitely masters of the heavens, and the palace master Lin Ziyang has even entered the realm of fairyland. With his current strength, he wants to snatch the Wind Control Sword from them.
And leading Yu Wen Qingxue out of the siege was as difficult as climbing to the sky.
This is completely impossible to do.
Right now, it seems that there is only one way to use the supreme magic weapon, the magic whip!
Only this supreme magic weapon can increase one's combat power in a short period of time, block the siege of these people, and even grab the Wind Control Sword!
Strong demonic energy rolled in the air. Chen Nan opened the storage ring. An extremely powerful aura spread out, as if the eternal demonic king was alive. The boundless demonic pressure made people unable to breathe.
The whip appeared in Chen Nan's hand.
As his demonic inner energy poured in, the aura emitted by the whip became stronger and stronger.
