Lying on the stretcher, one was Chen Dao and the other was Yang Beichen.
The moment he saw the two of them, Zhuang Ting suddenly felt dizzy and almost fainted on the spot.
"how so!"
Zhuang Ting roared angrily, grabbed the man's neck, and roared: "Who did this? Is it that little beast Mo Fan!"
The main reason why Yang Beichen returned to the Martial Arts Temple was to help Yang Beiwang stand out.
At present, Yang Beichen is seriously injured, and Chen Dao, who is accompanying him, also ends up miserable.
Of course, Zhuang Ting thought of Mo Fan first.
On the side, Wu Yuan also looked horrified.
He could sense that Yang Beichen's injuries were extremely serious. Not only were his internal organs damaged, but his soul was also dying.
To put it bluntly, Yang Beichen is almost the same as dead!
"No... it's not Mo Fan. The one who injured Yang Beichen was a newcomer named Yun Feiyang!" The man was strangled by the neck, and it was extremely difficult to speak every word.
"Yun Feiyang?"
Zhuang Ting was stunned.
This name is so strange, he has never heard of it.
"By the way, Yun Feiyang is the leader of the Martial God Fengyun Competition, and he just entered the Martial God Temple yesterday!" the man added.
"Are you serious? Is it really Yun Feiyang who injured Yang Beichen?"
As soon as the man finished speaking, Wu Yuan let out an exclamation.
His eyes were wide open, as if he had seen a ghost in the daytime, and his face was full of disbelief: "This is impossible. Yang Beichen's cultivation has reached the sixth level of the Heavenly Ancestor. On the other hand, Lin Xiao has only the third level of the Heavenly King.
, no matter how evil he is, he can't beat Yang Beichen."
"Besides, Yang Beichen is looking for trouble with Mo Fan, so how could he have a conflict with Yun Feiyang?"
"There is something wrong here, there must be something wrong!"
Wu Yuan racked his brains and thought, but still couldn't figure out a reason.
He raised his head and was about to ask for details when he saw Zhuang Ting's face filled with coldness and said in a cold voice: "If I remember correctly, you should be hosting this Martial God Championship, right?"
"Wu Yuan, you can do it, but you actually plotted against me!"
"This is all part of your plan. You deliberately asked Mo Fan to injure Yang Beiwang to lure Yang Beichen out. When Yang Beichen returns to the Martial Temple, you can use Yun Feiyang's secret weapon."
Zhuang Ting's words left Wu Yuan completely speechless.
He had just learned about this matter, and in the end, it turned out to be his own planning.
"Zhuang Ting, calm down first..."
Wu Yuan stood up, but before he finished speaking, a violent aura suddenly swept over Zhuang Ting.
This momentum swept across and destroyed the entire attic.
Even Wu Yuan was blown away far away!
"Wu Yuan, I'm not finished with you!"
"When I take care of Yun Feiyang, I'll come back and settle the accounts with you slowly!"
As soon as the words fell, the silver light exploded.
In less than a blink of an eye, Zhuang Ting disappeared, quickly heading towards the central area of the Martial Temple.
"Have you heard that a newcomer named Yun Feiyang not only severely injured Yang Beichen, but also turned Yang Beichen into a moron."
"No way, he's just a newcomer. How can he be so strong?"
"This matter is absolutely true. It has been spread throughout the Martial Arts Temple. I heard that Yang Beichen wanted to find trouble with Mo Fan, but was stopped by Yun Feiyang. Many people can testify."
As soon as Zhuang Ting reached the sky, he heard noisy discussions.
These voices were either surprised, questioning, or even ridiculing, and they all focused on Lin Xiao and Yang Beichen.
In an instant, Zhuang Ting's anger became even stronger.
He is Yang Beichen's master, and Yang Beichen is his proud disciple.
If a disciple is crippled, he, as a master, will certainly be disgraced.
"Where are the flying clouds!"
Zhuang Ting waved his hand and directly grabbed a martial arts disciple.
When asking questions, Zhuang Ting couldn't control his anger for a while, and the Heavenly Emperor's pressure poured out, almost frightening the disciples of the Martial Arts Temple half to death!
At the same moment!
In the courtyard where Lin Xiao is.
After chatting with Mo Fan and others, Lin Xiao entered the secret training room.
He did not practice immediately, but carefully planned it.
"For now, we must go to the Eternal Snowfield, but considering the restrictions of the Martial Temple, we will have to wait until the next batch to go there at the earliest."
"I must make good use of this time!"
Lin Xiao listed the things at hand one by one.
It didn't take long for him to complete the plan.
The first thing is to let the Demonic Palace devour the magic weapon and see if it can bring any help after the weapon spirit wakes up.
The second thing is to break the memory blockade and carefully check the memories of Tian Tiexin and Pang Deyuan, especially the memories about Void Heavenly Lord.
The third thing is to devour the power of a group of strong men and make every effort to improve their cultivation.
"As for the whereabouts of Ran Deng, I have asked Marquis Xuanyuan to help me pay attention. I hope I can gain something."
After planning, Lin Xiao suddenly thought of Ran Deng.
However, this matter was too elusive, and Lin Xiao did not place too much hope.
The simplest example.
If the burning lamp is in the devil's cave, then even if you search the entire heaven, you can't expect to find anything!
For Lin Xiao, this matter was urgent.
But, you can only let it happen!
…
On the peak where the true disciples lived, a terrifying pressure suddenly descended from the sky.
Facing this pressure, none of the true disciples could withstand it. They collapsed to the ground one by one, gasping for air.
"That's... Protector Zhuang!"
"It's over, Yun Feiyang is over now, Protector Zhuang must be here to seek revenge!"
"I had already guessed this scene when Yang Beichen was seriously injured, but it happened too quickly. In addition, the anger on Protector Zhuang's body was so strong that it seemed to burn the sky!"
All around, countless disciples rushed over.
When they saw Zhuang Ting, who was full of anger, they were all frightened, and no one dared to step forward.
The wrath of the Emperor of Heaven is so terrifying.
Moreover, Zhuang Ting is famous for his hot temper. If he gets into trouble at this time, he will definitely not end well!
"Yun Feiyang, get out of here!"
Zhuang Ting lowered his eyebrows, and his words, mixed with spiritual power, instantly resounded throughout the entire Martial Arts Temple.
However, there was no movement in the courtyard.
Not to mention a human figure, there was not even a sound.
This scene made Zhuang Ting even more angry.
Ignore!
He felt that he was ignored by Lin Xiao!
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees
Just when Zhuang Ting was about to take action, the door slowly opened, and Concubine Yun Ya, dressed in fiery red clothes, walked out unhurriedly.
She went straight to meet the furious Zhuang Ting, and spoke very clearly: "Protector Zhuang, my young master said that he is very busy now and has no time to pay attention to trivial matters. Please leave quickly and don't disturb him.
Retreat!”
Concubine Yun Ya's voice is very beautiful, like a silver bell gently ringing, and like an oriole in an empty valley, no matter how much you listen to it, you can't get enough of it.
However, as her words fell, the whole world fell silent! (To be continued)
