"Ma, Ma, Elder Ma Tianfeng!"
The disciple who sent the message immediately collapsed to the ground, his lips trembling non-stop.
People who didn't know thought he was calling "Mom".
Zheng Wu and Song Tianpeng in the distance looked at the cut heads on the ground without any emotion.
Death is just a normal thing, even if he is a strong man in the late spiritual stage, even if he is an elder of Luotian Sect.
It's just that there is probably no other person in the history of the Luotian Sect who dares to bring the head of an elder of the Luotian Sect back to the Luotian Sect.
But this result is not difficult to predict. After all, those who have been in the first grade of junior high school will always come to the fifteenth day.
So Song Tianpeng and Zheng Wu just looked up and then lowered their heads.
It's really like eating melon seeds without any distractions.
But everyone knows that they came here to eat melon seeds for a long time when they had nothing to do, and then trouble came to their door.
No one would believe that there is no relationship between these two groups of people.
But neither Yiran nor the disciples from Zhene Peak had a tacit understanding and did not look at them.
Qian Ao stared at Yiran, but he did not have the courage to take action directly, so he could only say viciously:
"You deserve to die! As an elder of Luotian Peak, you can be sentenced to death for killing your fellow disciples!"
"What's more, you dare to bring Elder Ma Tianfeng's body to provoke you. You simply don't take our Zhene Peak or the entire Luotian Sect in your eyes!"
Qian Ao was already so angry that his whole body was trembling, but his strength was far inferior to that of Ma Tianfeng, so he had no courage to take action.
Since the other party dares to come and provoke like this, then even if he kills another one, it won't be a big problem!
Yiran curled his lips and said:
"You slandered me with bad words. Believe it or not, I will kill you directly!"
"I kindly killed the evildoers and went through all kinds of hardships to bring Elder Ma Tianfeng's body back."
"It's just that I'm not sure whether this is Elder Ma Tianfeng, so I want to say whether Elder Ma Tianfeng is at Zhene Peak."
"Who knew that I just threw his head out and was beheaded by you?"
Yiran's voice was like crying, as if she was crying for Elder Ma Tianfeng about the injustice of his fate.
However, everyone was stunned, no one expected this result.
Even Song Tianpeng raised his eyebrows at this moment. He didn't expect Yiran to say this at all, but he was thinking in his heart:
"If you go to the Evil Suppression Peak for this reason, how can you get the justice you want?"
"Are you still not ready? Then why bother with such a big battle?"
Song Tianpeng lowered his head and frowned. The situation had gone in a direction he had not expected.
"you you you……"
Qian Ao pressed his chest with one hand, pointed at Yiran with the other, and cursed angrily:
"You are so slanderous!"
"You just deliberately led me to take action!"
As he spoke, a hint of vermilion appeared faintly on the corner of his mouth.
This spiritual-level elder was so angry that he hurt himself because of Yiran's words!
"Hurry up and find the elders you can talk to, as well as the disciples of Elder Ma Tianfeng."
"After meeting them all, I won't bother to stay at your Evil Suppressing Peak any longer!"
Qian Ao pressed his left hand on his chest, his body kept rising and falling, then he held Tong Yu with his right hand and said:
"I'm innocent, it was exactly that guy who wanted to frame me!"
"Elder Tong Yu, please go find the great elder and bear witness for me!"
Tong Yu hugged Qian Ao and said righteously:
"I will definitely testify for Elder Qian Ao that everything is caused by that elder from Luotian Peak!"
"The truth of the matter is still unknown, and what he said may not be the truth!"
"Elder Qian Ao, please wait a moment, I'll be back soon!"
After speaking, Elder Tong Yu's inner energy emerged between his feet, and a touch of blue wind appeared spontaneously, and he directly used the ground-level movement and martial arts.
Yiran watched Tong Yu leave, but for a moment he had no intention of speaking.
On the contrary, Qian Ao stared at Yiran, as if he wanted to see through what Yiran said was true and which was false.
Then the only response to him was Yi Ran's extremely provocative gaze.
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In less than a moment of burning incense, a huge group of people rushed down from Zhene Peak.
Some are running wildly, some elemental wings are flapping constantly, and some stars are walking across the sky and crossing dozens of feet.
No one had arrived yet, but their oppressive aura made everyone behind Yiran feel the tremendous pressure.
"You were the one who brought the head of our peak elder, Ma Tianfeng?" An old man with an immortal spirit looked at Yiran, his eyes full of anger.
"Yes, but it's a pity that he was split in half by Elder Qian Ao!" Yiran looked at the old man neither humble nor haughty, and replied without flinching.
As soon as these words came out, many young monks looked at the two halves of the head that were still lying on the ground without being put away.
"Rumble..."
They just felt like their heads were exploding, and they couldn't accept this fact at all.
A dozen figures rushed out and rushed towards the head.
One of the men and one woman held the broken heads with both hands, gathered them together and put them into a package.
As soon as he put away the package, the man looked up to the sky and roared:
"Ah ah ah ah, who is it! I, Masitu, must cut him into pieces!"
He is Ma Tianfeng's son, and also the senior brother of Ma Tianfeng's sect. He is also a late spiritual level elder of Zhene Peak!
Although he is not as powerful as Ma Tianfeng, his combat power cannot be underestimated.
After looking around for a week, Ma Situ looked at the leader Yi Ran, and then an extremely strong murderous intent erupted from his body.
"What kind of explanation do you want to give me so that I don't kill you?"
As he spoke, a terrifying murderous intention formed into a billowing air and rushed towards Yiran.
When Song Tianpeng heard this, he immediately raised his eyebrows.
Of course, he didn't feel strange emotions because of Ma Situ's eccentricity, but because Ma Situ's eccentricity seemed to bring things back to the starting point, giving Yiran a reason to take action.
"Want to kill me?" Yi Ran shouted loudly, then took a step forward.
The rolling murderous intention melted away like the white snow in spring, and not a trace of the terrifying momentum fell on the people of Luo Yifeng behind Yiran.
"Since you want to kill me, I have no choice but to act first to prevent anyone from stumbling upon me in the future."
"First Evolution"
After saying that, Yiran took out the sword directly, and the dark clouds suddenly turned to thunder in the sky.
"Rumble..."
Everyone saw only a fleeting light and a sense of oppression that came from nowhere and suddenly disappeared, but no one knew what happened.
It wasn't until Masitu's head rolled off his neck that everyone woke up.
It turned out that the invisible sword had actually killed Ma Situ, a late-stage martial spirit!
Dozens of disciples beside Masitu either unsheathed their swords or took out their wands, all wearing masks and looking at Yiran with murderous intent.
None of them spoke, because they were also afraid of death, afraid of dying silently and inexplicably.
At this moment, the only one who could speak was actually the Great Elder, but he was also shocked by Yiran's decisiveness in killing.
Although he saw the sword clearly, he was not confident that he could block it.
He was also afraid that the next sword would fall on his neck.
Zheng Wu looked at the people of Zhene Peak who were at war with each other but no one dared to take action. His eyes with lowered heads were full of disgust, and he cursed silently in his heart:
"They're all cowards."
But he also had to admit that the youthfulness of Yiran's sword was indeed shocking.
No wonder he was able to escape with his life from the king Nangong Pocheng with this sword.
Heaven level martial arts, that is something he has never possessed!
Ordinary people only know that martial arts are divided into heaven and earth, Xuanhuang, entering the flow, and not entering the flow.
Substandard martial arts are almost meaningless, and are rubbish that can only be practiced by practitioners in remote principalities.
However, heaven-level martial arts only exist in legends and are unique in the world, let alone practiced.
However, in fact, heaven-level martial arts are not that rare, and several elders of Luotian Sect possess them.
But only a few people have it, because heaven-level martial arts cannot be passed down and they need to be mastered by themselves!
Even with the careful teachings of the person who created the martial arts, even if the martial arts moves, the energy flow, and even the internal energy movement are imitated exactly the same.
The martial arts skills displayed by the imitators will only stay at the peak of the earth level.
Even after countless years, the reason has not yet been answered.
Therefore, many amazing and brilliant heaven-level martial arts skills were passed away in one generation, leaving only a strong mark in the legend.
So even the two kings Song Tianpeng and Zheng Wu were filled with wonder when they saw Yiran's attack.
"Elder Dong Li, I wonder what you think?"
Dong Li was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether it was because he was called by his first name or because he was worried, but he subconsciously replied:
"What?"
After hearing Dong Li's answer, everyone understood that he was also afraid, but no one spoke.
Because this kind of thing can be kept in mind, but cannot be put into words, otherwise the person who speaks will not get any good results.
Yiran looked at Dong Li with a playful expression, and then said:
"The guy just showed murderous intent towards me and even threatened me, so I killed him. I wonder what Elder Dong Li thought?"
Dong Li's face looked extremely expressionless, as if it had been soaked in ink.
To be able to become the Great Elder of Suppressing Evil Peak, in addition to his advanced cultivation, he also naturally needs to have a tough hand and the means to win over people's hearts.
At this moment, he only felt like he was being roasted on a fire.
Standing on Masitu's side is very likely to be killed by the madman in front of you with a sword.
But if he doesn't stand up for Ma Situ, his prestige in Zhene Peak may be lost overnight.
He no longer has any prestige among the many elders and disciples.
Yiran's words were like a knife on his neck, forcing him to choose between power and life.
After thinking for a long time, Dong Li finally gritted his teeth and looked at Yiran firmly, raised his right hand and shouted:
"When the prestige of Suppressing Evil Peak is challenged, what should I, the disciple of Suppressing Evil Peak, do?"
"Fight bravely and risk your life!"
"What should we do when our senior brothers and sisters at the Evil Peak are bullied?"
"A fight to the death, or death!"
The shouts resounded throughout the entire gate of Zhene Peak, and the roars of the Zhene Peak disciples next to Masitu's body were particularly loud.
When facing foreign enemies, this is the momentum Luotian Sect should have, even if they die, they will not regret it!
However, no matter how strong their cohesion is, they are still on the weak side.
