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Three days have passed, and the trials of the four sects have ended. The first place in the trial was taken by Duan Jiu Ming without any suspense. Duan Jiu Ming of Lingyan Sect killed more than two hundred Xiao Yan with one person. magic. Moreover, Duan Jiu Ming had a calm personality and did not mention a word about the changes in the sect that he encountered during the trial.
Among the top ten, except for Hua Zifeng, Feng Liuting, Yin Shaoyou and Leng Qianxun, the other six are all members of the Lingyan Sect. As expected, the head of the four major sects is not in vain. However, five disciples of the Lingyan Sect did not return, which caused quite a commotion.
In addition, Feng Yiming's body was finally carried back. Judging from his wounds, a knife penetrated his chest. It was obvious that he was killed by someone else.
Feng Yiming was the second disciple of the Great Feng Huang Palace. The Imperial Palace had put so much effort into him, but now that he was dead like this, how could Feng Zhi not be angry.
Buzz…
The majestic spiritual power suppressed all the juniors of the four sects. Under the pressure of this spiritual power, even Duan Jiu Ming did not dare to act rashly.
"Fengzhi, what do you mean?" Qian Chunqiu also released his spiritual power to resist the pressure for the disciples of the Shaoyang Sect. Suddenly, a disciple from the Great Fenghuang Palace whispered a few words into Fengzhi's ear. The next moment, Fengzhi's eyes suddenly turned and he pointed directly at the Qijue Sect.
"Boy Zhan Yan! Yiming acted with you, tell me! Who was Yiming killed by?"
"This... Feng Yiming was... killed by Yu Wenlei." Zhan Yan confessed truthfully. Although he seemed a little reluctant, he was just pretending. Otherwise, if he confessed too readily, he would inevitably let others know. The people of this sect are not ashamed.
"Zhan Yan! Stop talking nonsense!" Hua Qingyun frowned, wishing to cut out his tongue. He dared to say that in such a situation, which shows that there is no sect in his heart.
"Yu Wen Lei? Yu Wen Lei! Okay, Yu Wen Lei from Qijue Sect, Hua Qingyun, where are those guys!" Feng Zhi became even more angry and aggressive.
"Brother Feng, let's calm down for now and don't listen to Zhan Yan's nonsense. This matter has yet to be verified."
"Hua Qingyun, even your Qijue Sect disciples have confessed, what else can be investigated! If I remember correctly, that little thief also used a knife! Now that he dares not show up, he is obviously guilty of being a thief!"
"this……"
"No need to say more! From today on, there will be no more friendship between the Great Feng Palace and the Qijue Sect. I will be wanted nationwide. As long as the little thief does not escape from the Great Feng, I will definitely let him fall to pieces!" After saying this, Feng Zhi waved his sleeves and fled away with the people from the Great Fenghuang Palace.
Following that, Elder Zhong of the Lingyan Sect also took his disciples on the giant eagle, fluttered his wings and gradually moved away to the west.
"Sect Master Hua, your sect is really full of talents. You dare to kill anyone and say anything... haha..." Qian Chunqiu mocked openly. Of course he would not miss such a good opportunity to make fun of Hua Qingyun.
Hua Qingyun's face turned green and white, and he had a bad breath in his chest, with nowhere to vent it! He hates Zhan Yan for talking too much, and hates Yu Wenlei for causing trouble. Even his daughter Hua Ziyuan has not returned, and she probably ran away with Yu Wenlei. He took a deep breath. He was really holding his breath, angry and upset!
"Let's go!" Hua Qingyun jumped onto the Blue-Eyed Owl, and then the disciples of the Qi Jue Sect stepped on it one after another. Among the crowd, Gu Yu looked back at the fiery red mountains, and couldn't help but feel a little worried about Yu Wenlei.
The blue-eyed owl rushed up to the sky and drifted away. Qian Chunqiu stared at the direction where the blue-eyed owl disappeared, with a sinister look in his eyes.
"Qi Jue Sect, it looks like it's almost done..." Qian Chunqiu murmured sadly, and strange fluctuations suddenly appeared between his eyebrows.
…
Five days passed in a flash, and in a jungle in the eastern part of the Great Feng Dynasty, the music of the piano was so faint that even the low-level monsters nearby were mesmerized by it. Under the dense giant tree, Yu Wenlei, who was dressed in gray robes, was sitting cross-legged, with wisps of black energy spitting out from his mouth. He was using his spiritual power to clear the demonic energy from his body in conjunction with the Demon Purifying Soul Song.
clank clank clank clank...
After a long time, the sound of the piano stopped. Hua Ziyuan wiped the sweat from his forehead and floated down from the tree trunk. His white skirt danced lightly like a fairy descending to earth.
call……
Yu Wenlei breathed out the last trace of black energy, and for five consecutive days, he finally cleared all the evil energy from his body. He opened his eyes, his eyes as sharp as ever.
"Senior sister, thank you. If it weren't for you, I might not have been able to escape this disaster..." Yu Wenlei looked at Hua Ziyuan's pale face and said distressedly.
"Why are you thanking me..." Hua Ziyuan rolled his eyes and said with a smile.
"Senior sister, I have almost learned this song to purify demons and purify souls. Please sit down and adjust your breath, and I will play it for you." Yu Wenlei said on a whim.
"Okay." Hua Ziyuan smiled.
Yu Wenlei calmed down and took out a light cyan jade conch from the space ring. This jade conch was given to him by the terrifying old woman in the Magic Sound Tower, and now it comes in handy.
In his spare time these days, Yu Wenlei practiced the music many times, but for some reason, he was still a little nervous at this time.
Chirp chirp chirp…
Yu Wenlei sat upright and played the jade conch solemnly. He only learned the melody of the song, but did not learn the spiritual method. At this time, it was officially played for the first time, and it was inevitably a bit awkward, but Hua Ziyuan listened to it with great interest, as if he was fascinated.
After a long time, the song ended. Yu Wenlei put away the jade conch and looked at Hua Ziyuan with a half-smile.
"Senior sister, why don't you concentrate on your recovery? Could it be that I play too nicely..."
"Ahem, okay...Junior brother, when will you become glib again..."
Hearing this, Yu Wenlei scratched his head in embarrassment. Although he had been seriously injured in the past five days, he had lived a relaxed life. Now, after recovering from his injuries, it's time to leave this jungle.
At this time, he once again took out a gold-inlaid ring. This ring was given to him by Hua Ziyuan five days ago. To be precise, Hua Ziyuan directly gave him an arm, which was naturally the severed arm of the second elder. But he just took off the space ring. As for the broken arm, he directly fed it to the wolves...
drink!
Yu Wenlei activated his spiritual power and once again tried to destroy the mark on the ring. He had tried many times but failed. The spiritual mark of the powerful Spirit King was not easily broken even if no one controlled it. However, the spiritual mark will weaken day by day.
boom!
"Did you fail again?" Yu Wenlei curled his lips and put the ring away.
Half a day later, two young men and women held hands and walked in a small town in the east of Dafeng. The two of them have extraordinary temperaments, especially the woman, whose appearance is stunning, attracting many people to turn their heads.
"Senior sister, it seems I have to prepare a bamboo hat for you, otherwise there might be some prodigal son coming to cause trouble." The man teased sourly.
"Junior brother is not here. If there is any trouble, you will block it for me." The woman also joked.
These two people were naturally Yu Wenlei and Hua Ziyuan who came out of the jungle. They were walking leisurely in the town. The people on the street were generally in the physical training state, and most of them were quite simple.
"stop!"
At this moment, a sudden voice sounded from behind the two of them. Yuwen Lei stared at Hua Ziyuan with a smile, and he looked as if he was like this, and he was immediately given a blank look.
Tap tap tap tap...
Then, about twenty people walked quickly and surrounded the two people without saying a word. Looking at the battle, it didn't look like a prodigal was deliberately causing trouble.
"Are you guys okay?" Yu Wenlei frowned and asked calmly.
Among these people came a leader of the ninth level of body refining. He slowly walked up to Yu Wenlei, spread out a scroll of portraits in his hands, and then drew his sword towards him.
"You are Yuwen Lei!"
"Oh? Do you know me? This portrait is... not bad!" Yu Wenlei glanced at the portrait and the text next to it.
The surrounding atmosphere quietly became tense. It turned out that Feng Zhi had ordered that Yu Wenlei be wanted in Da Feng territory, with a reward of 1 million spirit stones for killing him, and a reward of 100,000 spirit stones for anyone who provided accurate information. However, he did not explain Yu Wen Lei's cultivation level, so a frenzy to hunt down Yu Wen Lei started in the entire Dafeng Dynasty, especially in the eastern part of Dafeng, which was the sphere of influence of the Dafeng Palace.
"Junior brother, it seems... your attraction is much stronger than mine..." Hua Ziyuan laughed playfully, making Yu Wenlei dumbfounded.
boom! boom! boom!
Yu Wenlei didn't talk nonsense, he kept turning around, high-fiving each other, raising and lowering his hands, knocking out all the people in front of him. He didn't kill anyone. These people had no hatred against him, they were just ignorant, fearless and driven by others.
"Sister, let's leave as soon as possible..."
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