Wu Guanting did not look at Lan Xiang, but just stared ahead. Although he could not bear it in his eyes, his words were very firm: "If I continue to keep you, I will be sorry for Mu Feng. For the sake of you and me being my master and apprentice for twenty years, this
If I don’t kill you this time, let’s go!”
The powerful energy dissipated, shocking Lan Xiang, who was in pain, to the door of the tent, then closed his eyes and never looked at him again.
Lan Xiang was about to rush forward, but found that there was an invisible barrier blocking him in front of him. The master sat quietly not far away, but he felt that the distance between him and the master had never been further away, and he could no longer get closer.
For a moment, Lan Xiang felt abandoned by the world.
He was on the verge of collapse, tears streaming down his face, and he kept shouting: "Master, don't drive this disciple out of the door. I'm wrong. Please give me another chance..."
But no matter how much he called or begged, the master still didn't change his decision, and his expression didn't even change. In the end, Lan Xiang gave up.
He kowtowed three times to the front, stood up in despair, opened the small wooden door, walked out stiffly, and closed the small wooden door gently, just like before.
He did this action very slowly and carefully. When the small wooden door was completely closed, Lan Xiang knew that the lifelong friendship between him and his master was completely broken.
He laughed loudly, crying and laughing at the same time, with a confused expression, and walked forward regardless of the direction, regardless of where he went, and he didn't care about the inquiring eyes of the guards around him.
A familiar figure in red clothes broke into the line of sight, but it did not have the charming smile of the past, and her face was just frosty. Wu Yuanyuan stopped in front of her and shouted angrily: "Lan Xiang, is it you, is it you who harmed Zhuo Mufeng?"
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Lan Xiang raised his eyes and looked at his junior sister who hated him, feeling a sharp pain in his chest. Scenes from the past flashed before his eyes, and those memories would eventually be his alone.
No matter how good the relationship is, no matter how deep the friendship is, it will still turn into strangers and enemies.
Lan Xiang smiled and said, "It's me."
Keng!
The Huanhua Sword was unsheathed, and with a flash of light, it stabbed towards Lan Xiang's left chest. A figure swept towards him from a distance and struck out with a palm from the air, causing the sword to change its trajectory and stab Lan Xiang instead.
's left shoulder.
The force carried by the sword caused the unsuspecting Lan Xiang to stagger back and fall to the ground. Severe pain spread from his left shoulder, but it was not as painful as his heart. Lan Xiang let the blood overflow from his mouth and nose, and just watched in despair.
The junior sister looking down at him, and the senior brother holding the junior sister.
"Let me go, let me go..." Wu Yuanyuan shouted at Huahua Feng, struggling continuously.
Huahua Feng held Wu Yuanyuan's arm tightly, glanced at the miserable Lan Xiang, and sighed: "Junior sister, he is your second senior brother after all, and he did not harm you last night."
With the IQs of Wu Guanting, Huahua Feng and others, once they deduce the general trajectory of the matter, they will naturally be able to see more things.
Since Lan Xiang cooperated with his opponent, under those circumstances, how could the opponent miss the opportunity to capture Wu Yuanyuan? But this did not happen, which can only prove that something happened in the middle.
Looking at Lan Xiang again, Huahua Feng couldn't bear it. If he had known about this, why would he have done it in the first place?
Wu Yuanyuan finally calmed down, but her eyes could not stop crying, and she cried so much that she couldn't stop crying. She shouted to Lan Xiang in a hoarse voice: "I will never forgive you in this life, get out!" She drew out the Huanhua Sword, turned around and ran out.
go.
Because he was worried about his junior sister, Huahua Feng did not dare to stay for a long time. He moved his lips and said with a sad face: "Junior brother, do you know that in order to realize your dream of becoming a master of formations and for you to successfully become a disciple of Zong Jueqing, the master will not hesitate to do anything?
Promise the other party a condition. In the future, Zong will be ruthless but make demands, and as long as it does not violate morality, he will not refuse. But you...sigh!"
As soon as the voice fell, the people chased him out, leaving Lan Xiang alone, shaking in place with a shocked expression.
Lan Xiang's face twitched, and the tears that had dried up could not stop flowing again. Blood spurted out of his mouth, and he whispered over and over again: "Master, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
The voice was filled with regret and self-loathing deeper than the sea.
For a long time, Lan Xiang held his bleeding shoulder, stood up with difficulty, and continued to walk forward step by step. His expression was dull, as if he had lost his soul, and he quickly disappeared into the jungle.
He didn't know where to go, anyway, it was the same everywhere to him.
The officers and soldiers of the Sanjiang League, Dajun Mountain, as well as top forces with various motives, and even super-first forces, are all actively looking for the whereabouts of Zhuo Mufeng.
It's a pity that Maharaja Mountain covers a very large area. If you really have to search every inch of the area, you don't know how long it will take. What's more, if Zhuo Mufeng really encounters an accident, the murderer will naturally not leave any evidence, fearing that the body will have been destroyed.
Many people lamented that the genius of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, who appeared once in a century, would most likely end up with no bones left. They could only lament that fate played tricks on people. All qualifications and talents are fake, and survival is victory.
With Lan Xiang's testimony, the Sanjiang League reported the matter to Mei Shanhui that day, hoping to ask the latter to uphold justice.
Mei Shanhui's reply was: "The Fengyun Conference is not over yet. During this period, any grudges should be put aside. Of course, there are people who are doing things behind the scenes and ignoring me. Naturally, I will not just sit idly by and ignore it." There is a chance that he will be held accountable afterwards.
mean.
The three factions immediately shouted that they had been wronged, claiming that they had never conspired with Lan Xiang, and accused the Sanjiang Alliance of making false accusations.
The Sanjiang League pointed out that Lan Xiang had contacted someone, so Mei Shanhui sent people to search for him, but the contact person could not be found. Fortunately, Mei Shanhui had a spare hand and sent people to intercept Lan Xiang in advance.
Yuan Cong, the leader of Haomao Yuan, used illusion magic. Everyone learned from Lan Xiang that the person who contacted him did not reveal his origins, only that he could kill Zhuo Mufeng.
As a result, there is no evidence to prove that it was the three factions who did it.
Everyone in the three factions was relieved, otherwise if their leader really did it, everyone would be implicated.
After regaining their breath, many people began to yell and curse at the Sanjiang Alliance. The two sides had another fierce quarrel. If they were not stopped by the officers and soldiers of Fei Huangdao, they would almost start fighting.
In the end, because there was no evidence, both parties settled the case.
Back in the tent, Meng Jiuxiao gritted his teeth and said, "I didn't expect the three factions to be so cunning and cunning. They wouldn't take action against Lan Xiang even if they had such a good opportunity."
In letting Lan Xiang go, in addition to caring about old friendships, the Sanjiang Alliance actually had another purpose, which was to lure the snake out of its hole and induce the three factions to kill and silence him.
Wu Guanting shook his head: "Yue Chao and the others are very scheming. I didn't have any hope of success."
Ever since Lan Xiang told the truth, Wu Guanting knew that it would be impossible to use evidence to counterattack the three factions this time. Since the three factions had done it, it was impossible to leave any loopholes.
Unless the person who did it can be found! But except for the three sects and Zhuo Mufeng, no one has seen the murderer at all, and there is no way to identify him.
Thinking of Zhuo Mufeng, Wu Guanting felt a burst of deep pain and sadness. After being silent for a long time, he suddenly asked Meng Jiuxiao next to him: "How is Yuan girl?"
Meng Jiuxiao lowered his head and said: "I have been hiding in my tent, and the door will not open no matter who calls."
Wu Guanting rubbed his eyebrows and said tiredly: "Don't let anyone disturb her. At this time, let her vent her emotions alone."
Seeing the sad expression on the leader's face, Meng Jiuxiao suddenly realized that the matter between Zhuo Mufeng and Wu Yuanyuan might have been noticed by the leader.
The young couple were supposed to be a match made in heaven, but now they ended up like this. Meng Jiuxiao didn't know how to comfort them, and she didn't want to continue to disturb the leader, so she had to apologize, turned around and left.
The afternoon Fengyun Conference was held as usual. However, the number of spectators was slightly smaller than in the morning, especially the Sanjiang League masters, all of whom did not attend. The atmosphere was somewhat affected and was not as lively as it was at the beginning.
It wasn't until a set of duels appeared that it really exploded the audience and drew everyone's attention back.
Li Qiuhan challenges Tao Yin!
To put it bluntly, this is the pinnacle battle among the younger generation of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. The winner will become the recognized young king and leader of the group.
Everyone was staring intently at the battle on the ring, and they were so excited because of this exciting duel that they did not dare to say anything, for fear of disturbing the two of them.
In this battle, Li Qiuhan's solitary swordsmanship was indeed stronger when faced with the strong, even better than when he faced off against Tang Xiu. The shadows of the swords were like antelope corners, unpredictable, and every move revealed murderous intent.
The swordsmanship talent he displayed attracted everyone's attention. The swordsmen of his generation were even beyond his reach, and he developed a strong sense of inferiority.
But Tao Yin is even more astonishing, he can always remain unchanged in response to all changes. With a pair of naked eyes and a pair of fleshy palms, he not only blocked Li Qiuhan's endless attacks, but also spotted the opponent's flaws from time to time and dealt heavy blows.
One is unpredictable, and the other is as immovable as a mountain, but they are equally incredible. Their strength far exceeds that of the younger generation, and is almost as strong as the Star Ranking.
There are one hundred people in the Tianxing Ranking, which generally means they are the top one hundred masters in the martial arts world of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. In other words, both of them may be on this list.
This fact is simply unbelievable and makes many people tremble.
Five hundred moves.
Six hundred moves.
On the 756th move, a mysterious wave surged out of Tao Yin's body. His internal energy turned into rain, snow, wind and frost, and then changed rapidly. The sword energy that penetrated it was greatly affected.
Li Qiuhan raised his eyebrows. He was caught off guard by the change and took advantage of the situation, pushing the speed of the sword to increase, which in turn made it more powerful.
Everyone would be amazed by Li Qiuhan's adaptability, including Tao Yin, but he was also not slow, pushing and pulling with both hands, and the natural trends around him changed again.
As he closed his hands, it was as if opposite force fields were cutting through each other, causing Li Qiuhan's body to shake. The long sword was still three inches away from Tao Yin, and was held by his hands.
Wisps of blood flowed out from Tao Yin's palm. His face was expressionless, and he kicked Li Qiuhan in the chest.
Tao Yin wins!
High-pitched cheers erupted immediately from where the Tao family was, and there was an uproar on the scene. Although this result had been expected, when it actually appeared, it was still like a dream.
Before the start of the competition, who would have thought that Tao Yin would be the one to make a big splash and finally seize the top spot on the Earth Spirit Ranking. Just as no one could have expected that the much-anticipated mad dragon would suddenly be killed.
Except for those who really care about Zhuo Mufeng, most people just regard his murder as news. After the initial shock, they focus on the situation again. At most, they think of it when they have free time and pay attention to it occasionally.
Tao Yin's brilliance was incomparable. Li Qiuhan's swordsmanship was respected and he was not inferior. Tang Xiu ranked third and Yan Qingting ranked fifth. Everyone discovered that the top five in the new Earth Spirit Ranking were actually occupied by the younger generation.
Four places.
This has never happened in the past.
In addition to the new four young masters, there are also rising stars such as Gui Donghan, Chu Liuyu, Ling Luoyang, etc. who are equally talented. This generation can be said to be full of stars and heroes.
Everyone believes that in the near future, these young people will create their own history in the martial arts world and shine throughout the Eastern Zhou Dynasty martial arts!
After the battle of the Earth Spirit Ranking, it was finally the turn of the masters of the Heavenly Star Ranking to appear. The fierce fighting scenes were exciting and terrifying, and naturally went to the next level. The violent energy burst out, often making the void make a loud tearing sound, and the stone arena
Cross-cutting cracks have appeared.
Round after round.
The leaders of the super-first-class forces, the elders of the top forces, and the mysterious people who have been hiding in the world appeared one after another, and everyone was dizzy to watch.
Also because characters of this level are very close in strength even if their rankings are not much different, so almost every battle takes longer.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and the combatants were still at the lower levels of the Star Ranking.
It was also at this time that in an unusually hidden cave in Maharaja Mountain, a pair of eyes filled with cold light slowly opened.