Everyone knew in their hearts that if Liu Yunqing swore with the sword, he was not a demon cultivator, so it would naturally have no influence on him. If he was a demon cultivator, the result would be that the sword he used to swear would shatter on the spot!
This is the best way!
"Yes! Liu Yunqing, you swear! You swear with your sword! If you are really not a demon cultivator, what does it mean to swear?! Why are we still surrounding you!"
"It's just an oath. Since you said we have no evidence, then you have to prove your innocence! Otherwise, you just don't dare!!!"
"Liu Yunqing! Make an oath! Make an oath and show us!!"
"Liu Yunqing! Otherwise you are a demon cultivator! We have the right to rectify you on the spot! Everyone who is a demon cultivator will kill you!"
Yu Dongming heard the excited voices of the people around him, raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled proudly.
Zhang Yunsheng narrowed his eyes slightly and silently clenched his fists when he saw this villain's proud scene.
"Yun Qing definitely can't swear...otherwise, just kill this Hunyuan Sect to scare them. But in the future, people will definitely understand that he is a demon cultivator..."
Her face was calm, and her hands and feet were cold because of it. She was staring at everything on the field, looking at the black figure in front of her, and made up her mind.
She slightly raised her lips and chuckled:
"Are you asking a Nascent Soul monk to swear an oath to you? Isn't it so long that you have forgotten that our monks' hands are stained with blood?"
"Swear and swear... Why don't everyone here swear by their own principles that if Liu Yunqing is wronged, all of you will die."
"how?"
Persecution and counter-persecution.
However, it is impossible for so many people to reason with her now. When people are prejudiced, words are always too empty.
Suddenly, a coercion was suddenly released at the exact location ten feet away from the two of them.
Zhang Yunsheng frowned.
"This is the late Nascent Soul stage..."
Each other, Zhang Yunsheng and Liu Yunqing, everyone within a radius of thirty feet spit out a mouthful of blood.
"In the late stage of Nascent Soul...there is such a great power among us?!"
"Ahem, cough, cough, this chapter, Yun Sheng relies on his Nascent Soul stage, so he naturally looks down on us young monks, and wants to use his cultivation to suppress us. Huh, he must be angry when he meets a powerful person."
Under the pressure, the sword cultivator still stood erect among the crowd, without bending his back at all.
The female cultivator in brocade clothes behind him also seemed to be frozen in place, calm and composed.
"..."
"You're forcing me."
Zhang Yunsheng's heart was already stirred up. She quietly took out two talismans in the palm of her hand and left when the time came.
She sent a message:
"The seeds of doubt have been planted, and they will not let it go today."
"I can feel the presence of two gods. There should be two Buddhist monks who are powerful in transforming gods in the Demon-Suppressing Temple."
"Liu Yunqing..."
"I'm afraid we have to start wandering around the world."
The swordsman in black did not look back. It seemed that he had been facing Zhang Yunsheng ever since he knew his face had changed into a terrifying look.
"Asheng."
"Do you feel it?" His voice was exceptionally calm.
"There is someone waiting for us behind the scenes. When we saw it today, we realized that my obsession with the devil was probably someone else's, and now he is even more persecuting us."
"I'm not afraid of wandering around the world, but I don't want you to suffer hardships with me without knowing why."
Zhang Yunsheng was suddenly startled.
Liu Yunqing has never called him Asheng. Could he be trying to...
"no!"
The female cultivator in brocade clothes suddenly stepped forward and hugged the sword cultivator.
The two have been together day and night for decades, and her smiles and frowns are engraved in his heart more thoroughly and familiarly than the scriptures on martial arts. His swings and cuts are more important to her than subconscious etiquette.
She knows him better than he does, and he knows her better than she does.
"No..." Zhang Yunsheng made a secret with his fingers, and a large string of talismans floated out from his sleeves like long chains and suddenly bound Liu Yunqing's body.
A square yellow talisman was sealed over his mouth.
In just one breath, she would take him away!
Suddenly, a slightly green female voice came, mocking coldly.
"What? Where is the barking dog? Are you annoyed? You are not embarrassed. We from the Southern Region are still embarrassed."
Zhang Yunsheng suddenly turned around and saw a man in colorful clothes slowly walking out from the back of the black tower.
"ah--"
The monks all over the sky looked around. The next moment, they all covered their eyes, cried and howled, and cursed in a mournful voice:
"Who is this?! Wearing such a coquettish bag?!"
"Where did this little girl come from? She's wearing all kinds of colorful clothes!!! It's so bright, has she turned herself into a piece of glass?!"
Jiang Su was startled for a moment, then slowly walked up to the young couple and met the eyes of the monks all over the sky.
She raised the corners of her mouth and smiled evilly, and an ancient line was echoing in her mind.
"The x-year appointment has arrived! The Crooked God of War is back!"
Jiang Marisu Su appears!
She sighed softly: "What's wrong, if you're not from a rich family, who can give me a friend who is a reckless husband who is proficient in everything but nothing."
Jiang Su's glazed clothes have a continuous effect on all monks' blindness effects.
But the road is dead, but the person is alive. After a while, most of the monks knew that as long as they didn't look at this woman, they would be fine.
The best target in their hearts is Yu Dongming, the weak-legged little girl.
Yu Dongming felt a chill in his back when he noticed everyone's gaze.
"No..." His voice was slightly trembling, "You can look at me, but can you stop staring at my... butt with the ferocious eyes of a wolf pouncing on its prey?"
A monk's five senses are sharp and he can clearly detect the sharp eyes of others staring at his body.
"..."
Who asked him to carry his back to everyone, facing Zhang Yunsheng, Liu Yunqing and others!!!
I don’t know who shouted: “You have a big butt!”
"..."
Not afraid of embarrassment, he cleared his throat and volunteered to do the trick.
"Who are you? Tell me your name?! Do you want to protect this demon cultivator too???"
"I?"
Jiang Su sneered, raised his eyebrows and said, "Me? My name is Drowning Die."
"Of course I want to protect this pair of mandarin ducks, but how can this male mandarin duck with clean coat be the ugly swan you call it?"
Without saying much, after casually teasing, Jiang Su directly released his pressure.
"This is??Another Nascent Soul?!!"
Zhang Yunsheng and Liu Yunqing stared at this familiar figure with wide eyes almost at the same time, "Su... you are a Nascent Soul??!!"
Jiang Su did not answer.
"Oh my God, I was just watching the excitement, but I didn't expect that four Nascent Soul stage powerful men have already appeared? What are they going to do? Are they planning to compete for the qualifications to be promoted to the gods?"
"Fart, there is no need to compete for the qualifications to become a god. This kid doesn't know anything."
"You're just farting. You don't need to compete for qualifications to become a god. Do you need to compete for opportunities? Do you think that all the opportunities in this seminar are entirely based on your luck and blessings?"
This is a monk wearing a thin white shirt and carrying a heavy ruler.