Bian Xu was ranked among the Four Saints, and he was indeed more human than the elders in his sect. Even though his eyes were red due to the pain of losing his son, he did not lose his temper.

Cheng Qian glanced at Yang Decheng, whose eyes were sullen, and replied: "I have already explained the ins and outs, but the elders of the noble faction are very interesting. He seems to think that the people in the world who are higher than him are all people in the devil's way. I don't think so. I’m curious, Hall Master, who is more powerful between you and the elders of your faction?”

Yang Decheng gritted his teeth and said, "Don't listen to him, Hall Master, this little beast is very sharp with sharp teeth."

For a junior like Cheng Qian who slapped him in the face in public, Yang Decheng actually killed him on the spot, and when he turned back, he just pushed Bian Xiaohui's death of the wine bag and rice bag on his head, and it was a hundred.

But he never expected Zhuang Nanxi to smash the game. The kid sent a letter to the disciples of the surrounding White Tiger Villa while they were fighting fiercely, and in a blink of an eye, a large group of disciples who happened to be in the surrounding villa were attracted—— Among them was an elder of the White Tiger Villa who had heard the news.

If it's just an "unknown loose cultivator", then it's up to him to decide whether to live or die, but Baihu Villa is a world leader, so it's really inconvenient to tear his face in public. , which made things even more complicated, and then the trouble went all the way to Suo Xiantai, attracting the current group of virtuous monks.

Bian Xu kept his expression still, and asked again: "Since fellow Daoist denies that he is a member of the devil's way, then dare to ask the teacher's inheritance."

The Fuyao faction has always been a one-off lawsuit. Of course, Cheng Qian couldn't leave the school, so he replied, "It's just an unnamed loose cultivator."

Yang Decheng said angrily: "Fart!"

Bian Xu frowned: "I like to talk to each other, why do fellow Daoists keep not cooperating? So where did you get your breath from? Is it natural?"

Cheng Qian put his hands on his knees, and said with a half-smile, "Qinglong Island Lecture Hall - if you ask again, I can tell you that Bai Ji and Tang Yao died of the Qinglong Island master because of a sentence of 'no need for it'. When I was there, time has changed, and the stars have changed, and now the old dog raised by the owner of Bian Island is just as powerful as it used to be."

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar in the audience. There are different opinions on the change of Qinglong Island. No one can figure out whether Gu Yanxue died unjustly or deserved it, but he and Bian Xu belonged to the Four Sages. Comes out, it seems extra subtle.

Someone in the Xuanwu Hall roared: "Pride!"

Zhuang Nanxi hurriedly said: "There are indeed masters in the folk, even if this senior is from Qinglong Island, so what if the master of Qinglong Island has gone into the devil's life? At that time, he may not be able to enter or not enter the air door, doesn't Elder Yang feel that it is too hasty?"

Yang Decheng sneered and said, "Nephew Zhuang, just a little favor and little favor, are you deceived by him? Maybe you are trapped in Zhaoyang City, it's his plot!"

Tang Zhen, who had been watching from the sidelines, said lazily, "He entered Zhaoyang City to find things for me, and saving people is just a matter of convenience. What kind of scheming... Some people don't be too self-indulgent."

Yang Zhengde turned around abruptly and glared fiercely at Tang Zhen: "Who are you?"

Tang Zhen looked at him blankly for a moment, then said: "No name, but this Elder Yang, I see that your Yintang is dark, your eyebrows seem to have dark red lines, like a dark inner demon, and it is not easy to cultivate, I advise you. Less troubles, and more attention to health.”

Yang Decheng: "You..."

He just said a word, and Tang Zhen, who was like a tuberculosis ghost, had already taken the lead in covering his chest and coughing. Next to him, Rokuro hurriedly supported him and patted his back, like a frail monk. The next moment, he would be scared to death by the bullying Elder Yang.

Bian Xu frowned and said, "Decheng, don't care about the juniors."

Yang Decheng was forced to withdraw his gaze, with resentment still on his face, he immediately gave a look to the disciple of the Xuanwu Hall behind him, and immediately, there was a disciple who would hold stinky feet and said for him: "Master, this disciple knows one kind of The method, even if the people in the magic way hide their blood, they can distinguish it."

Zhuang Nanxi and the elder of Baihu Villa next to him looked at each other, and both of them had an ominous premonition.

Sure enough, the disciple continued: "Cultivation techniques can be disguised, and the primordial spirit can also be disguised, but as long as you open up the inner palace and see where the primordial spirit returns, it will be clear at a glance whether it is a demon or a demon."

Before he finished speaking, the elder of the White Tiger Villa had already shouted: "Absurd! Why don't you cut open his chest and see if the heart is black or red? Hall Master Bian, the disciples of your sect have said nothing like this, you don't care. Is it?"

Bian Xu reached out and pinched his eyebrows.

Yang Decheng grabbed the white and said: "It's just to open the inner palace without hurting his life. There are so many Taoist friends on the Suo Xiantai. Is it possible that someone is afraid of making small moves? If he is really not a devil, my Xuanwu Hall will naturally offer elixir. , to ensure that he can be alive again in a moment!"

Yang Decheng may be narrow-minded or self-deceiving, anyway, he really did not deliberately frame Cheng Qian, but sincerely believed that Cheng Qian was indeed a demon cultivator. He said this very rightly: "Don't he dare?"

Zhuang Nanxi: "Teacher, there has never been such a thing in Suoxiantai. I absolutely do not believe that Senior Cheng is involved with the magic cultivator. Even if he really wants to check the inner palace, he can't find anything. It's hard to tell if it's spread out. Shame the Xuanwu Hall."

The Xuanwu Hall disciple who came up with the bad idea said: "You can rest assured, I am Xuanwu Hall upright, if it is really wrong, I will definitely take the blame and give the world a jiāo generation!"

The elder of Baihu Villa couldn't bear it any longer: "Bian Hall Master..."

Yang Decheng interrupted him eagerly: "If you don't dare, you are guilty!"

Cheng Qian: "..."

He, a bitter master, hasn't expressed his position yet, but the two parties are tit for tat with swords drawn.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the Suoxiantai Hall: "Guilty? I want to see, who dares to hurt him!"

Before he finished speaking, a man with a sword rushed in in a majestic manner. Before anyone arrived, the sword intent of a single person had already swept across the hall.

Cheng Qian's face finally changed.

Chapter 72

At the foot of Shizhou Mountain, the puddle turned into a giant bird, with Li Yun on his back, passing quickly in the air. If anyone saw it, it would most likely be a ray of light flying through the air.

The two seem to be broom stars dragging their long tails, chasing a group of big and small devils behind them, but Tonghe's path is not a straight line. .

A few days ago, received a report from Tang Zhen, Yan Zhengming had already walked ahead of them without any explanation, but heard that the monks from the four sides of Suo Xiantai gathered together, how can the senior brother deal with it alone? Li Yun had to brew a stomach of bad water. Taking advantage of the opportunity of the group of demons to follow the dragon to the north, he provoked a large group of demons who were screaming and screaming along the way. Relying on the fast speed of the puddle, he led them all the way to Shizhou Mountain. , intends to completely muddy the water in this pool.

Li Yun instructed the puddle while calculating, "The first seventeen feet, the ridge position—hey, it's too far, be careful!"

Shuideng couldn't bear it any longer: "Don't look like you've read books, what about just saying 'front, back, left and right'?"

Basically, she can only tell the front, back, left, and right, and she has to think about it for a while. Li Yun's messy "Qiankun Zhenshang" has made her very big.

"Don't be long-winded, just over there, hurry up!" Li Yun complained, "Can't you put away the fire on your body, it will burn me to death!"

Shuikeng didn't argue with him, and said worriedly: "Second Senior Brother, can Senior Senior Brother drag us over there?"

"Stop joking, when something happens to Xiao Qian, can you still expect him to be calm?" Li Yun sighed, "If Xiao Qian has all the tails, it doesn't matter, in case something goes wrong, alas..."

Shuideng followed the righteous indignation and said, "What? Who dares to hurt my little brother, I must burn them to death!"

Li Yun: "..."

If this bird is a demon, I am afraid that it can be regarded as a demon cultivator who has more hearts, but it is too far from being a person. How developed her limbs are, how simple her mind is, Li Yun was speechless for a moment, thinking that this matter is related to She couldn't explain it, so she said feebly: "Fly to you, if you get caught accidentally, we will have a lot of fun."

He was full of worries, lest Yan Zhengming's brain be overheated for a while, and he would just indiscriminately break into Suo Sendai.

Li Yun knew their senior brother in charge.

Above the hall of Suo Xiantai, the sword energy with killing intent swept across indiscriminately, and all the masters present subconsciously moved the Zhen Yuan to resist. Qi and Zhen Yuan collided, and the gate of the square suddenly burst with a "boom".

"who!"

Yan Zhengming's face was as cold as frost, and he walked in from the door of Láng Borrowing Ground step by step, ignoring the great power and the small power without looking sideways, and walked straight towards Suoxiantai.

As if everything around him was worthless, all he saw was the man surrounded by the trapped dragon locks.

Cheng Qian's calmness and calmness had long since been swept away, and for a while he had the illusion that he had just gotten into trouble and got all the stolen goods. His back with all the wounds froze involuntarily. In this irreparable tattered shirt, he pulled up a piece of rag to cover up the shocking bruise on his waist.

Yan Zhengming walked to Suoxiantai without anyone else, stared at the blood on Cheng Qian's body, and said softly, "Who hurt you?"

His voice was soft and his face was as usual, but Cheng Qian suddenly felt a little creepy. He looked at Yan Zhengming in surprise, and saw an ominous dark red in his dark pupils: "Senior brother, you..."

Yan Zhengming exhaled softly: "I swore to God that if anyone wants to hurt you again, I will kill whoever..."

Cheng Qian was terrified when he heard this, and did not dare to let his mad-looking senior brother finish his sentence, so he interrupted him immediately, and coaxed cautiously, "I'm fine, I just have some misunderstandings with others, can you calm down, okay?Brother, what about them?"