Chapter 775: The first punch that shocked Tianshan
"Master?"
Such an honorific made Sword Master Yu's eyes suddenly as sharp as lightning, and the cold was biting, and the wind blowing all around made him become more and more sad and mad.
Sword Master Yu sneered and said: "I don't know how sophisticated the Demon Sect's methods are, and even the Lord of Xianling City, who was appointed by the Emperor, is actually involved.
You climbed the Celestial Seal, paid homage to my mountain gate, and even brought that thing in front of me. Your Excellency deliberately made friends with the Thirteen Swords, and all these actions have ulterior motives, right?"
Seeing Bai Lian showing up to defend Haonong, Yun Rong's face changed slightly as he stood behind Sword Master Yu.
She was forced to be kidnapped into the demon world by her inner demons, exchanged identities with the inner demons who surrendered to the demon king, and presided over the wedding.
She clearly knew that in addition to being the lord of Xianling City, Balian was also the lord of the Demon Realm River.
For the Xianmen forces, Bailian's identity is extremely sensitive.
Whether it was the identity of the corpse demon or the identity of Mohe, any exposure would be enough to make him die ten thousand times.
It was really not a wise move for him to stand up to defend Haonong at this moment.
Yun Rong frowned secretly, thinking that this little corpse demon would really join in any trouble.
Couldn't he see the situation of Tianxi Sword Sect at this moment?
The thirteen sword soul cords were broken one after another, which could be said to have touched the sect master's reverse scale. Even she could feel that the sect leader was about to overflow with murderous intent.
The little corpse demon who escaped from marriage and cuckolded the demon king in front of him had enough of jumping around in the demon world. Now he couldn't bear the loneliness and came to Tianxi to jump around and seek death.
The sect leader is no better than the female demon king in the demon world who is so lustful that she treats him with all kinds of pampering and forbearance.
I won't be obsessed with his skin and let him do whatever he wants.
But no matter what, Yun Rong doesn't think that today's mountain collapse plan has much to do with this little corpse demon.
I had the intention to defend him, but I couldn't stand the way Fang Haonong looked at the little corpse demon with pious and fiery eyes, admiring him like a god.
No matter how you look at it, that little corpse demon looks like the manipulator behind everything...
Balian didn't know if searching for his own memories during his lifetime had an ulterior motive.
He raised his head and glanced at Sword Master Yu from a distance, and said: "I have no hostility towards Tianxi Sword Sect."
Sword Master Yu Han said in a voice: "I will be able to distinguish your thoughts. Considering your outstanding talent and ability to solve the Dragon Snake Sword Formation, I will not embarrass you today."
His eyes narrowed violently: "But if you obstruct me now, I will definitely not show mercy!"
Regarding Sword Master Yu's ruthless voice, Bailian only found it funny: "Sir, it seems that you haven't seen the situation clearly until now. So what if you are merciless with the sword? Before killing these people, Thirteen
No soul cord will be left behind!"
"Are you threatening me?!" The sword master's eyebrows were raised, and his eyes were as cold as stars!
Balian said quietly: "When faced with problems, does the sect master always think of solving them with force first?"
Sword Master Yu's face became even colder: "What? At such a young age, you dare to educate me."
Bailian said: "I will ask Haonong and the others to stop right now."
Sword Master Yu was suddenly startled.
Haonong, who was standing behind Bailian in a dignified manner, changed his expression greatly, but he did not dare to be disrespectful to Bailian at all. He could only call anxiously: "Sir, this matter..."
"But I hope to get an explanation from the sect leader." Balian interrupted.
Haonong frowned: "Sir, the explanation I want is from Ji Pei, the instigator. The sword master has already refused. There is no room for maneuver in this matter."
Sword Master Yu said coldly: "Yes, no matter how bad I am, I won't sacrifice my disciples to stay safe!"
"Who said that I wanted to kill Senior Brother Ji Pei?"
Bailian laughed and said: "Even though it was Senior Brother Ji Pei who proposed the battle at Yuling Pass, I believe that Senior Brother Ji Pei's original intention was not to sacrifice the lives of thousands of disciples to save the common people."
Ji Pei frowned and looked at Haonong with a strange look: "So this is what you are concerned about. It was indeed me who proposed this matter at the beginning, but if you want to achieve something big, you must make sacrifices.
In this world, some things must be done by someone. The war between good and evil is inherently cruel. On the battlefield, I don’t think too much about feelings and right and wrong."
"I never wanted to argue with you!"
Haonong said sternly: "When Master led a group of disciples to make this decision, I believe they would not blame you for it.
But since it was promised that your Tianxi disciple Yu Jian would help them ascend to the Immortal Killing Platform, why did you abandon him after they completed their mission!"
Sword Master Yu frowned and finally realized something was wrong.
"What does it mean to ignore? Back then, I ordered Ji Pei to send eight hundred Tianxi disciples with swords to carry eight thousand warriors to the Immortal Killing Platform. It was because all my Tianxi disciples were Qi Refiners and their physical bodies were far inferior to yours.
You can't get close to the Immortal Killing Platform, so you can only stay on the periphery.
The Immortal Killing Platform was under the jurisdiction of the Demon Sect back then. For my righteous disciples, staying there for one more day would be even more dangerous.
Yao Yu made an agreement with our sect to prevent the Demon Sect Zhaohe from breaking through the tribulation within ten days, but when tens of thousands of people went to fulfill the agreement, it took fifteen days."
When Haonong saw that he was trying to shirk, he became furious: "This is not the reason why you Tianxi abandoned Master and the others!"
Sword Master Yu Jianmei was low-key and calm: "The disciples taught by me, Baili Yu, are not so greedy for life and afraid of death!
The team of 800 elite disciples sent by me was attacked by the Demon Sect's army on the ninth day of the Zhaohe Crossing Tribulation. In order to survive until the Yao Yu group came out, the 800 disciples fought bloody battles for six days until they died.
retreat!"
Talking about the past, Jian Zhuyu's cold black and white eyes showed a hint of sadness.
"In this world, it is not a pity for anyone to die. After entering the battlefield, no one has ever thought that he can be at peace everywhere.
Do you think your master is the only one who died? Of the eight hundred disciples I sent, none of them survived!"
"This is absolutely impossible!" Haonong was stunned for a moment, then wrinkled his nose and looked ferocious:
"This is absolutely not true! Don't lie to me, you hypocrite!
Those eight hundred disciples of Tianxi clearly saw that the situation was wrong and were greedy for life and afraid of death! After sending my master and the others to the Immortal Killing Platform, they abandoned their agreement and fled!
In order to protect your reputation, you, Bailiyu, naturally cannot admit it!
If not, according to you high-ranking people who value fame and wealth, how could the death of eight hundred elite disciples not be recorded in the historical records?!"
Sword Master Yu obviously did not expect that Haonong would think this way, and his face could not help but turn green with anger: "As the leader of a sect, how could I make such a fool of myself with my disciple's life!"
Haonong's eyes were red: "Then as the leader of a sect, how could you let your disciples die silently?"
Although after several conversations, the anger in Sword Master Yu's heart became more intense, but at the same time he also noticed something was wrong with his lapse.
He suppressed the anger in his heart and explained patiently with a cold face:
"None of the eight hundred disciples I sent out back then survived, but a blood letter was sent back to Tianxi Sword Sect, telling me that this mission was difficult, so the Yaoyu group failed to prevent Zhaohe from crossing the tribulation as scheduled.
There are extenuating circumstances.
But my disciples are worried that the world will have grudges against the eight thousand warriors who sacrificed their lives. They are willing to bury their names in blood and hide their fame in death.
I hope that people in the world will value the efforts and sacrifices of tens of thousands of people to become eight thousand warriors. Our original intention is to fulfill the martial arts of the world and never die!"
"It's nonsense! Confusing right and wrong! I finally realized today that hypocritical and despicable people always have 10,000 reasons to describe their ugly things in a beautiful and high-sounding way!"
How could Haonong, who had been hating him for so many years, easily accept such a statement that sounded appealing but was actually absurd and hypocritical.
Sword Master Yu's dark eyes seemed to have sparks of fire. He felt an unprecedented humiliation for his dead disciple in response to Haonong's doubts and anger.
"Since in your heart, my Tianxi disciple is such a treacherous person, why bother talking nonsense!"
Haonong was extremely excited, and his chest was heaving violently.
He would never allow anyone to describe his sins in such a noble and righteous manner while trampling on the flesh and blood of his master's fellow disciples.
He was so sick that he almost vomited!
Yun Rong and Ji Pei, who had been standing quietly behind Sword Master Yu, looked at each other.
Why don't we understand that Haonong and others were bewitched and plotted by people from the Demon Sect?
Who would have thought that such a tragic and powerful battle hundreds of years ago would contain such a sinister and vicious hidden chess piece.
But Jian Zhuyu has been so irritated that he has lost his mind. It must be extremely difficult to communicate with him and resolve this knot.
As the Thirteen Swordsmen of Tianxi, Yun Rong and Ji Pei are well aware of the nature of their sect leader.
What he wanted in his life was to be upright and innocent, and he couldn't stand the doubts and slander of others.
Haonong's words and deeds were all trampling back and forth on his minefield.
But if things have evolved into what they are now, Yun Rong and Ji Pei know full well that Haonong is being taken advantage of, and if they fight with them at this moment and both sides suffer, it is obviously playing into someone's hands.
Ji Pei discussed the wording in his mind and whispered: "Sect Master, I feel that there are many doubts about what happened back then, and it is really not appropriate to force them hard now.
We might as well take a step back and find out the true misunderstanding at that time. If we can fight without bloodshed, that is the best strategy."
Everyone take a step back?
Yun Rong's brows jumped sharply when he heard this word, and he thought it was over!
The sect leader was very angry at the moment. His eight hundred elite disciples were slandered as villains who were greedy for life and afraid of death. This was the last thing he could tolerate.
Now the sect leader's emotions are like a string that is extremely tight.
At this moment, Ji Pei said that each of them would take a step back. With the proud temperament of the sect leader, he might not be able to see or hear the other person's step back.
It will only make him feel that he is being forced to give in by the threat of Hunsuo.
Sure enough, the extremely handsome face of Sword Master Yu, whose face was already terrifyingly cold, had no expression at all.
He said in a murderous tone: "If you cut off the soul cord of my Sword Sect and refuse to repent, what else can we talk about? Today is the day when everything is dead and thousands of swords are dead. I will also smash the bones of these traitors who colluded with the demon clan and raise them to ashes. I respect you."
My martyr!"
Haonong laughed loudly, his eyes as cold as ghosts: "Okay, okay!!! I want to see how you, the sword master, can break our bones and turn us into ashes!"
Yun Rong held his forehead and was speechless, thinking that in this world, I am afraid that no one can change the sect leader's awkward temper.
Seeing that the gaffe is about to get out of hand...
Balian stepped out of the sword pool step by step. The dragon-snake sword formation behind him disappeared without a trace. His energy was restrained and he was completely defenseless as he walked towards the sword master Yu step by step.
Sword Master Yu looked at the young man who was approaching step by step but had no murderous intention. His sword eyebrows were almost knitted into a ball. He didn't know what he was going to do.
Next, a scene that shocked the whole audience happened.
The young man's face was calm and calm, then he raised a fist and clenched it hard.
Without any spiritual power, he almost used all his strength.
A powerful punch struck the noble Tianxi Sword Master in the face.
The killing intent on Haonong's face suddenly froze in disbelief.
Yun Rong opened his eyes wide and stumbled hard on the belt under his feet.
Ji Pei shook his head hard and looked at the young man who gave the handsome punch with admiration. As for whether he felt secretly happy or not, only he knew.
According to common sense, Bailiyu, the sword master in the world who has reached the realm of shackles, could not be so unprepared to receive such an ordinary and solid punch.
But in fact, he was hit by the punch without any ability to react.
Sword Master Yu groaned, covering his cheek, nosebleeds dripping from his body, he took two steps back, looking at Balian with a face full of shock, as if he was dumbfounded.
I don't understand why he let this person get close to him.
Balian rubbed his wrist as if nothing had happened, then looked back at Haonong: "Do you want to relieve your anger?"
Haonong nodded with a dull look on his face and said stupidly: "It's a little bit of a relief."
Balian asked again: "Can we sit down and have a good talk?"
Haonong hesitated for a moment, and despite all the resistance in his heart, he still nodded under Balian's calm gaze.
The strange thing is that after Balian gave such a clean punch.
His violent and uneasy emotions actually calmed down little by little.
Haonong felt refreshed and calmed down, but Sword Master Yu, who was slapped in the face by a junior in public, was so angry that he wanted to kill someone on the spot.
"Presumptuous! Bold! I see that you are impatient with life!"
Bailian smiled calmly, not afraid at all: "Does the sect master think this is a fight between children? If you don't understand why, you will draw your sword to kill each other at every turn?
The Tianshan Sword Tomb is no longer needed? The swordsmanship is no longer needed in the future?
If there is really a misunderstanding, and the sect master kills innocent people in vain, causing a big mistake, even if the sect master doesn’t know it, it will be recorded in the cycle of cause and effect, and in the future..."
Bailian's eyes were downcast and unpredictable, and his gaze seemed like a sharp sword, penetrating straight into the heart of Sword Master Yu.
"This evil deed will be repaid to your descendants."
As if he suddenly touched the deepest old illness in his heart, Sword Master Yu's pupils shrank sharply, and he couldn't help but take a step back, his face becoming even more ugly.
He was silent for a long time, as if it was extremely difficult to accept such a method of forcing people to calm down.
He raised his eyes and stared coldly at Bailian, and said in a cold voice: "Even so, why did your punch fall on me? That person is also crazy!"
"It turns out that the sect leader also knows that he is going crazy..."
Bailian blocked people to death without paying for their lives.
Yun Rong coughed and almost laughed.
Bailian's eyes curled up and his tone was helpless: "There is really nothing we can do about it. Haonong is mine, who asked me to protect his shortcomings?"
Sword Master Yu was choked so much that his face turned blue and he was speechless.
"Okay, now that both parties have calmed down, they must have realized the weirdness of this. Haonong, you suspect that the Tianxi Sword Sect has betrayed its trust and intentionally hid the missing eight hundred disciples for seven hundred years.
But Haonong, don't forget, those eight hundred disciples are not ordinary mortals, nor ordinary disciples of Tianxi, but the most elite force of Tianxi Sword Sect.
If any disciple is allowed to live in the world, he will be a talented swordsman with great reputation. It is easy to hide a genius.
But if you want to hide eight hundred peerless geniuses without a trace for hundreds of years, how big of a problem do you think it is?"
After this reminder, Haonong's thoughts suddenly cleared up, and he realized something was wrong.
"Also, Lord Sect Master, you said that those eight hundred disciples died in the battle. I believe that given the situation at that time, there would indeed be an outcome where no one would survive, but you might as well think about it again.
In such a desperate situation, it is difficult to protect oneself. When fighting in a bloody battle, shouldn't the most important thing to consider is to kill a few more demonic cultivator enemies.
Who can calmly and calmly worry about whether the eight thousand martial arts disciples will be questioned by the world if they delay the agreed time, and deliberately leave a blood letter to show their righteousness?"
After Balian made a series of analysis in an orderly manner, everyone suddenly discovered that this seemingly tragic incident actually contained so many loopholes.
It even made Jian Zhuyu feel that his IQ was being pushed to the ground and rubbed hard by this young man.
He was so depressed that he couldn't help but said: "My Tianxi disciples have always been righteous..."
"I know that the disciples you taught, Master, have always been righteous."
Balian's tone was helpless and funny: "But you, old man, you might as well think about it carefully. If the disciples of Tianxi on the battlefield really have the time to consider the righteous situation in the world and strive to ensure the future of martial arts, they write such a letter.
Blood letter.
The starting point is for the prosperity of the Immortal Sect and the great harmony. Do you think it is reasonable for the people of the Demon Sect to send such a sincere blood letter to you and ask you to achieve the great righteousness that you have done?"
Sword Master Yu was extremely annoyed by the way Bailian spoke to him at the moment, which was extremely rude and almost like coaxing a child who couldn't figure things out.
He gritted his teeth and wanted to continue speaking harshly, but found that he was speechless.
Balian sighed and continued: "Since this blood letter cannot be written by Tianxi's disciples, it is naturally someone who wants the sect leader to see such a blood letter.
Sect Master, you are such an aloof and righteous person. I am afraid that your enemies have already guessed the great spirit behind your fame. As soon as this bloody book comes out, the chess game has been decided.
You have suffered yourself, but you still foolishly think that you are a great person, a gentleman with a special mind and grace, and you have made the path of martial arts that thousands of people follow, and preserved their reputation and the world's view of martial arts.
As everyone knows, you also bear a great responsibility for causing today's situation."
Those three special words are just like talking about a fool.
The veins on Sword Master Yu's forehead were twitching, and he forgot to wipe the nosebleeds on his face. He snorted coldly: "It's ridiculous!" If you like Long Night Walk, please collect it: (www.sodu777.net) Long Night Walk search and read novels
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