Hearing Fujiwara Ibekusa's angry shouting, Cao Zheng winked at Chen Yang, signaling not to act rashly.
Then, he raised his head and looked at Kong, with a respectful look on his face, and said: "Deputy Sect Master Jingbiancao, there may be some misunderstandings about what happened today. I am willing to explain the death of Gui Lao to Sect Master Kuishan. As for the Young Sect Master,
I will take full responsibility for his injuries. I hope that Deputy Sect Master Jingbiancao can let Chen Yang go first."
"snort!"
Fujiwara Ibekusa coldly snorted, pointed at Chen Yang, and said angrily: "The young sect leader was beaten like that, his life was ruined, and even his descendants can't survive. After this, you still want me to let him go? Cao Zheng
, I think you haven’t figured out your identity. As a dog of our Fujiwara family, you actually help an outsider bite your owner. You, a dog, are not doing your duty.”
Upon hearing this, Cao's expression suddenly changed.
He originally thought that with his status as an elder, he could still talk to Fujiwara Ibekusa.
But I didn't expect that the other party's attitude was exactly the same as Fujiwara Murayoshi's.
You know, in the past in Broken Sword Sect, although the Fujiwara family was still in power, the senior officials still gave him face.
But why is this happening today?
While Cao Zheng was in shock and doubt, everyone in the empty Fujiwara family started talking.
Cao Zheng, Shen Zhiyuan and He Sui couldn't understand their language, and they had blank expressions on their faces.
However, Chen Yang knew where Fujiwara Ibekusa and others were.
Because he knows Japanese.
"Deputy Sect Master, please kill Cao Zheng. If you continue to let him go, I don't know what kind of trouble he will cause."
Next to him, an elder of the Broken Sword Sect who was at the eighth level of the extraordinary, said to Fujiwara Ibian.
Fujiwara Ibekusa pondered: "We haven't obtained the technique of Broken Sword Sect yet. If we kill Cao Zheng, we won't be able to find the technique."
"But Cao Zheng is so outrageous, we really can't stand it."
"The techniques we practice now are not as good as the Duanjian Sect back then, so why should we spare Cao Zheng's life?"
"I agree, kill him!"
"I have long disliked him, so I just happened to kill him today!"
"The sect leader didn't do it before. If Cao Zheng made any changes, he would be killed directly. Today is the right time."
Everyone was talking, and everyone thought that Cao Zheng should be killed.
Fujiwara Ibekusa's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he muttered: "In that case, let's kill him today. However, before that, we must first save Muranyoshi."
Everyone's discussion stopped and their eyes focused on Cao Zheng.
Chen Yang could already tell that Cao Zheng's identity was somewhat complicated.
However, Cao Zheng frowned and muttered: "These guys speak a language that I don't understand. What did they say?"
At this time, Fujiwara Ibecao spoke and said to Cao Zhengdao: "Elder Cao, after our discussion, we decided to let the people around you go. However, we must first let him hand over the young master."
Hearing this, Cao Zheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said to Chen Yang: "Brother Chen, please let Fujiwara Muranyoshi go first."
Chen Yang looked at Cao Zheng: "Brother Cao, do you know where they were just now?"
Cao Zheng was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "What?"
Chen Yang glanced at the crowd and said in a deep voice: "They just wanted to kill you."
Cao Zheng's eyelids twitched and he looked at Chen Yang in surprise: "Can you understand what they say?"
Chen Yang nodded.
Cao Zheng's body trembled, his fists clenched, and he looked at Fujiwara Ibekusa. Unexpectedly, he was fooled.
He said to Fujiwara Ibecao: "Are the words of Chen Yang, deputy sect master Ibecao, true?"
Fujiwara Ibekusa and others also looked puzzled.
Their language is passed down from their ancestors, and only people from the Fujiwara family can learn it.
How could this kid in front of me understand?
However, Fujiwara Ibekusa did not admit it. Instead, he pointed at Chen Yang and said angrily: "Boy, don't try to sow discord. You should let the young master go immediately. For the sake of Elder Cao, we can still let you go."
There is a way to survive. But if you are seeking death, we have to see if you alone can defeat so many of us!"
"Let Murayoshi go immediately, or I will take action."
"How dare you make an enemy of our Duanjian Sect? You simply don't know how to live or die!"
Others in the Duanjian Sect also took out their weapons, pointed at Chen Yang, and shouted angrily.
Each one of them was showing off their momentum, covering the ruined courtyard.
Shen Zhiyuan, Cao Zheng, and He Sui all felt that their Qi and blood were stagnant, and the pressure was like substance, making them breathless.
Seeing that Chen Yang was motionless, Fujiwara's face showed a cold expression, thinking that the aura of the Duanjian Sect people had intimidated Chen Yang.
His eyes flashed with disdain, and he said to Chen Yang: "You have to see your strength yourself, right? If you don't want to die, then let the young sect leader go. I will give you three seconds, and you should stay away from the young sect leader immediately."
Ten meters, otherwise, we will take action!"
Chen Yang raised his head and glanced at Fujiwara Ibekusa, his expression unwavering.
"Chen Yang, get out of here, do you want to die? No matter how strong you are, you are no match for the entire Broken Sword Sect!"
Fujiwara Murayoshi, who was hit both physically and mentally, finally let out an angry roar at this moment.
In his opinion, with the masters of the Fujiwara family around, Chen Yang did not dare to do anything to him.
At this time, Fujiwara Ibekusa started counting the seconds: "One."
brush.
Before Fujiwara Ibana's voice of counting "one" had completely stopped, a flash of sword light flashed, and Fujiwara Muranyoshi's head shot up into the sky, and a column of blood shot out from his neck. The bright red color was very conspicuous.
Plop.
His head went through a parabola and fell into the ruins, rolling through the dust with blood and soil mixed together.
When he finally stopped, Fujiwara Murayoshi's face was facing forward, and his eyes still retained the ferocious and proud look he had before his death.
He didn't expect that the next moment, he would die on the spot.
The whole place fell into dead silence, and everyone's eyes were focused on Chen Yang.
He was seen holding a black sword of the highest quality, standing next to Fujiwara Murayoshi's headless body, with a calm expression on his face, as if he was not the one who killed Fujiwara Murayoshi just now.
Whether it was the Fujiwara family in the sky or Cao Zheng, Shen Zhiyuan, and He Sui on the ground, everyone was stunned.
To everyone's surprise, facing the threat of three extraordinary ninth-level people, six extraordinary eighth-level people, and a dozen extraordinary sixth-level and seventh-level people, Chen Yang didn't hesitate at all and beheaded Fujiwara Muranyoshi's head.
Could it be that he is so confident?
Could it be that he was not afraid at all of the joint efforts of the top management of Duanjian Sect?
This young man is very strong!
But, he is too crazy.
Cao Zheng and Shen Zhiyuan looked at each other with bitter expressions on their faces. How should we solve this situation at this moment?
When everyone was astonished, Chen Yang slowly raised his head, looked at the empty Fujiwara Ibecao, and said calmly: "No, five seconds? Why didn't you count?"