"Um!"
Zhao Zhen, who was killing everyone, also raised his eyebrows. He also felt the terrifying pressure and naturally chose to retreat immediately.
He is confident in his own strength, but he is not confident enough to fight against the heaven-level monsters, so of course he has to withdraw.
But before Zhao Zhen could take two steps back, a cold shout suddenly came from behind, "Zhao Zhen! How brave are you! The disciples are attacking, but you actually escaped before the battle!"
boom!
At the same time as the shout came out, a golden inner energy emerged from behind and hit Zhao Zhen's back in an instant. Zhao Zhen's body suddenly stiffened, and he felt as if his whole body was restrained and he could not move!
"Yang He! How dare you harm me!"
Zhao Zhen was immediately furious and suddenly turned his head to glare at Yang He. He knew that Yang He was trying to use the monster to harm him!
Yang He smiled coldly and said directly, "What do you mean by harming you? As an elite disciple, you did not protect your fellow disciples in front of you when you were in danger. You took the initiative to retreat. This is because you escaped before the battle. I will control you, but Let you fulfill your duty to protect your fellow disciples!”
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of all the disciples in the formation flashed. They knew that Yang He's words sounded nice, but in fact he was trying to harm Zhao Zhen.
After all, the elite disciples deeper inside have retreated. Why did Yang He target Zhao Zhen instead of other elites?
Yang He's eyes also flashed with pride. He didn't dare to attack Zhao Zhen before. Firstly, he was worried about Zhao Zhen's backstage. Secondly, he didn't have a good excuse.
But it's different now. Now that there are heaven-level monsters in front of him, but Zhao Zhen wants to retreat, then this is a very strong excuse.
Escaping during a battle is a major crime in any organization. So what if Zhao Zhen is the legendary ZTE man? As long as he uses this excuse to kill Zhao Zhen, even if the sect leader and others are dissatisfied, nothing can be done to him.
The most important thing is that no one will stand up for the dead.
At the same time, the rich black-red airflow in the distance was getting closer and closer to Zhao Zhen, and all the disciples looked at this scene and shook their heads secretly.
They knew that Zhao Zhen was dead. They had the power of the formation to protect them so they were not afraid, but what did Zhao Zhen have? Even if he is a peerless genius, he can't even hope to survive under the power of a heaven-level monster.
"This old bastard!"
Zhao Zhen also had a gloomy expression on his face. He knew that he could never stay here for a long time. His body suddenly shook, and he immediately used the Heaven-Swallowing Sword Technique!
Uh-huh!
A bright sword light flashed across, and a popping sound was heard. The golden inner energy pressing on Zhao Zhen exploded in an instant. The next moment, it turned into countless fragments of golden aura and entered Zhao Zhen's body and disappeared!
"What! What kind of method is this!"
The originally proud Yang He's expression changed. He was a master at the eighth level of the Martial Spirit Realm. Zhao Zhen was only at the first level of the Martial Spirit Realm. How could he break through his inner strength?
However, although he was shocked, Yang He reacted very quickly and shouted fiercely, "Escape from the battle is already a serious crime. If you still dare to resist, then this is rebellion! Go to hell!"
Whoosh!
A golden stream of light suddenly flew out of Yang He's hand and stabbed Zhao Zhen!
There was a shrill whistling sound in the air, and everyone shrank their eyes. They knew that this was Yang He's personal weapon, the golden killing gun!
"We even used weapons. Protector Yang He really wants to kill Zhao Zhen."
All the disciples secretly said to each other and looked at Zhao Zhen with fixed eyes. They knew that if this shot was hit, Zhao Zhen would definitely die!
Yang He's eyes were cold. Originally, he didn't want to take action himself, but now that the matter was at this point, he couldn't let Zhao Zhen run away, so he had no choice but to take action.
"Fight! Kill!"
Facing the swift and violent shot, Zhao Zhen also knew that he could not dodge, so he could only roar loudly, and slashed down the long sword in his hand. There was only a clang sound, and the golden killing spear was directly blocked by Zhao Zhen's sword!
"What!"
The disciples in the distance couldn't help but exclaim. Did they know that this was a full-strength attack from Yang He, who was at the eighth level of martial arts, but could it be blocked by Zhao Zhen, who was at the first level of martial arts?
This goes against common sense!
Yang He's expression also changed, but at this moment, there was a "wow" sound, and Zhao Zhen suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his whole body fell to the ground instantly!
This level gap is really too big.
Zhao Zhen's current full combat power is equivalent to the seventh level of martial arts.
But Yang He was at the eighth level of martial arts, and Yang He also used weapons.
If Zhao Zhen hadn't just used the sky-swallowing method to absorb part of Yang He's power in advance as a counterattack, then Zhao Zhen would never have been able to block this blow!
But that's the end of it.
The power in his body had completely collapsed at this moment, and cracks even appeared in his bones and organs.
He now doesn't even have the strength to stand up.
"Hmph, that's pretty much it. Although he has some tricks, he is still just a kid at the first level of the Martial Spirit Realm."
Seeing this scene, Yang He snorted secretly. Although he was surprised by Zhao Zhen's strength, now that Zhao Zhen was seriously injured, this was not too unreasonable. Naturally, with a move of his palm, the golden killing gun returned to him again. In his hand, he will attack again the next moment.
"stop!"
But at the critical moment, a red shadow suddenly turned back and rushed in front of Yang He, blocking Yang He.
It was none other than He Yun!
"Huh? He Yun, what are you doing!" Yang He's eyes flashed and he asked coldly.
"What did you tell me to do! You protect the Dharma, but you secretly harm our disciples. How can I ignore it!"
He Yun also said something coldly, pointing the long knife at Yang He.
"I assassinated my disciple? It was obvious that he escaped before the battle, and everyone saw it, but you say that I assassinated him?"
Yang He's eyes turned cold, "Do you know that you are slandering the protector! It is the same crime as rebellion!"
"Huh, this time the Qingyun Formation is being practiced within the sect, it is for the formal disciples to practice, and the elite disciples are just assisting from the side! And since they are assisting from the side, they naturally have to adapt to changes. Zhao Zhen is an elite disciple. It is reasonable to retreat when he sees danger, so how can he escape from the formation? explain!"
He Yun snorted coldly, "Moreover, even if there is an escape from the battlefield, then I am back, and Senior Brother Xuanbing and others are also back, so do we deserve to die because we also escaped from the battlefield?"
After hearing this series of words, Xuan Bing and others who had retreated far away flashed their eyes, but no one spoke.
Yang He's expression froze. He didn't expect He Yun's words to be so sharp. He could expose his excuse in just two or three sentences.
The most important thing is that he didn't expect that He Yun would actually speak for this Zhao Zhen! Why is this?
He Yun also looked at Yang He with cold eyes. She had no good impression of Zhao Zhen at all.
But having no favorable impression does not mean that she is willing to watch others plot to kill Zhao Zhen. After all, Zhao Zhen is from the same sect. This kind of thing is a public matter, and she has always made a clear distinction between public matters and private matters.
Not to mention that Zhao Zhen is someone Bai Jing is very optimistic about. Zhao Zhen alone is as good as the fifty elites of Qingyun Sect. So whether it is for Qingyun Sect or the future of Longjun Hall, he has to stop Yang He. of assassination.
"Damn it... get away!"
Yang He's eyes kept changing. At this time, he also knew that he had no excuses, but again, since he had killed him, how could he look back?
He and Zhao Zhen have now formed a deadly feud, and Zhao Zhen's talent is so terrifying. If he doesn't kill him now, he will definitely kill him when Zhao Zhen grows up. Naturally, he will strike first!
His body shook, and a bang sounded, and He Yun's body was immediately shaken away by his inner energy!
At the same time, his inner strength exploded again, and he threw the golden killing gun again, straight towards Zhao Zhen!
"This old beast!"
Zhao Zhen, who was lying on the ground, was also cursing secretly in his heart, but there was no panic in his eyes.
He knew that he would not die like this.
Ever since he first broke into Baihuan Tower, Zhao Zhen had vaguely sensed the different attitudes towards him among the senior officials in the building.
The most obvious one is Bai Jing, who takes great care of him and often guides him in his cultivation. Then he knows that the higher-ups in the sect will not ignore this matter.
Sure enough, just when the golden killing spear was about to reach him, there was a roar, and a figure in a white robe suddenly appeared. With a grasp of his hand, he easily took out the golden killing spear!
"What!"
Seeing this scene, everyone's expressions changed, and Yang He even turned pale in an instant!
"Yang He...you are so brave!"
boom!
At this moment, the white-robed figure holding the golden killing gun suddenly let out a violent shout. In an instant, a strong wind swept through, and the space even showed some signs of distortion!
And with this drink, the billowing black and red airflow rushing from a distance exploded, and its violent aura caused those monster beasts to howl in terror and start to flee backwards in large numbers!
A dozen slow-running monsters were struck by this aura and turned into countless pieces of flesh and blood on the spot!
Seeing this scene, all the disciples were shocked!
A roar is so powerful!
What kind of strong man is this!
"Who is this person!"
All the disciples looked at the white-robed figure in shock. At the same time, two streams of light came through the sky. It was the sect leader Wang Qingyun and the deputy sect leader Yu Tian!
"What happened!"
As soon as Wang Qingyun arrived, he asked Yang He coldly, his eyes full of coldness.
"Reporting to the sect leader, it is Protector Yang He who is trying to assassinate elite disciple Zhao Zhen!" Before Yang He could say anything, He Yun, who was shocked to a distance, came to the field and saluted directly.
"Master, this is nonsense! Elite disciple Zhao Zhen robbed fellow sect trophies and chose to retreat when danger came. I ordered him, but he resisted. How can we not eliminate such rebellion?"
Yang He also shouted immediately and said with a stern voice, "All the disciples have seen this whole thing. They are all witnesses. Please take a closer look, Master!"
As he spoke, Yang He clasped his fists and bent over, looking upright.
Seeing this scene, all the disciples were speechless, let alone dared to speak.
They had seen the whole process, but they knew that this was Yang He deliberately trying to harm Zhao Zhen.
But the question is, who dares to say?
Yang He is a Dharma protector, who among these disciples would dare to offend him?
"Mingcha? I have seen the whole process, how dare you say that the sect master should be aware of it? Do you think I am blind!"
