Zhao Hanfeng's eyebrows changed slightly, but he disappeared very quickly, making it difficult for anyone to catch him.
Song Ranzhen's eyes moved slightly. He was extremely keen. The face of the Grandmaster Jian Changsheng in front of him seemed to have just changed.
But it wasn't obvious, and he never caught it clearly.
Zhao Hanfeng frowned.
"What about us, master and disciple? Let's seek justice for this little girl who has no power and died innocently!"
A group of spiritual light emerged from the Niwan Palace between Zhao Hanfeng's eyebrows, which was quite light.
The blue power of thought suddenly spread.
The power of thought is like a halo, turning into a mirror image.
Everyone moved their eyes into it.
The figures are none other than Li Changqing, Pei Xihe, Li Changsheng and others.
Seeing the realm of immortality, the power of thought has undergone earth-shaking changes, and its mystery is difficult to imagine. It is easy to just reproduce the pictures in memory.
After all, Lord Hanyuan has only half-stepped into the realm of immortality. He can still tell whether this picture is real or fake, and whether it has been maliciously altered by Zhao Hanfeng.
In the mirror image, a wisp of Li Changsheng's virtual soul boldly attacked a young disciple who could only build a foundation. It seemed to be his direct descendant Li Changqing. That extremely beautiful little girl seemed to have unusual fighting power that was beyond her level, but she was helpless and was knocked away.
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Hanfeng appeared and used his power to resist Li Changsheng's virtual soul, but the soul-breaking needle, the black abyss python, and everything that followed was beyond the ability of a small foundation builder, and he was hit into the black abyss.
The mirror stopped and the power of thought dissipated.
The cause and effect are all clear. Li Changqing obviously had unusual evil thoughts towards the inner disciple. In the end, he was angered by the counterattack and killed him.
"This little girl is also a disciple of your Kunlun Inner Sect. I would like to know how you are going to deal with it."
Zhao Hanfeng relaxed his brows, and the boulder in his heart had long been shattered by the fluctuation just now.
The little girl leaned on the jade to send him a message of safety.
She is still alive, and the fluctuations coming from her show that she is not in this world.
But the spiritual power seems to have become stronger, which means that Pei Xihe has not been seriously injured, which is enough.
And right in front of us is an opportunity.
"how?"
Hanyuan thought to himself that Li Changsheng, the ancestor of the Li family, was really annoying. He always caused trouble, acted unscrupulously and was extremely arrogant. Those who treat the sect's laws as nothing should be punished.
That Li Changqing is even more arrogant and domineering. For his own selfish interests and no sectarian rules, he should receive the 18 soul-killing thunders of the criminal law and be imprisoned in the Leiyan Soul-Calming Cave for thousands of years. Whether he can survive depends on God's will.
But the four major families have deep-rooted influence in Kunlun. If they really want to uproot them, it would be like cutting off their flesh and arms.
They have ideas, but they need to take time to implement them. If they rush, they will inevitably disrupt the layout that has been established for hundreds of years.
For a moment, there was a dilemma.
His thoughts only flickered in his eyes, and no one could see through them, but Zhao Hanfeng could still see them clearly.
This is the reason why Han Yuan'er has never been able to truly break through and see immortality.
Indecisive and undecided when faced with problems.
It can be said to be moderation, it can be said to be balanced and rational.
But on the other hand, it is also airless! His vigor had been worn away bit by bit during the millennium of being in charge of the sect's affairs.
Zhao Hanfeng saw clearly and understood in his heart, but he didn't say much and let him slowly spin around in place.
Hanyuan said.
"I wonder what the relationship is between our young disciple Kunlun and Grandmaster Zhao?"
Zhao Hanfeng laughed.
His eyes suddenly turned cold.
"Qingtang, do it."
Zhao Qingtang received the order, and a green light suddenly appeared on the blade of the Ba Yuan sword in his hand. With just one swing of the huge sword, there was a terrifying sword energy and sword gang that mixed into a storm tornado.
The sword was swung out and swept away.
Overbearing, arrogant, but airtight, layer upon layer.
Song Ranzhen's eyes flashed slightly, is this Xiaoyaoyou that surpasses Yang Tianxia?
The realm of the Lord is indeed extraordinary. He himself is at the peak of integration, and there is a faint tendency to enter this realm, so his feelings will naturally be deeper.
Hanyuan glared.
"What are you doing!"
The gray-white Taoist robes around him stirred, and countless mana surged, turning into extremely mysterious runes around him.
"The Art of Understanding the Heart!"
Each rune is shaped like an eye pupil. As soon as it is opened, there is a feeling of being able to see everything. Gray magic pillars are shot out from the pupil, fiercely blasting the direction where Zhao Qingtang is.
But it's not enough.
A hundred years ago, Zhao Qingtang had not yet survived the Nine Tribulations and became an Earth Immortal. He was just a monk who had returned to the void. He had already used his supreme sword skills to defeat a group of half-step masters in Penglai. In the end, he provoked the Penglai Patriarch to wake up and personally kill him. He was driven away. Zhao Hanfeng arrived and rescued him in time.
Now that he has entered the realm of overcoming tribulations, although his lifespan and level have not increased, his combat power has skyrocketed with each tribulation he has passed through.
Han Yuan's attacking attitude was quite ridiculous in his eyes.
With a wave of Ba Yuan, Qinggang suddenly condensed, and endless sword energy was generated in the void, directly penetrating every divine pupil rune!
"puff."
Hanyuan's mouth was filled with blood, and his eyes were full of fear. Even Zhao Qingtang was so tyrannical, let alone Zhao Hanfeng.
Zhao Hanfeng spoke calmly at this moment, his words filled with coldness.
"My child, what is the relationship between me and her that is so important in your eyes? Isn't the important thing the life and death of this little girl and the corruption of your sect?"
"I know clearly in your eyes that she is just an inner disciple with no legs, but by chance, in order to avoid Li Changqing's suppression and capture, she fled to my own Wanzhong Mountain. How can such a pure jade of swordsmanship be revealed? Can she be ruined by you? She is a treasure in my eyes!"
"She wasn't even accepted as a true successor in Kunlun because of the three spiritual roots."
"It's really ridiculous. She has already touched Yu Ru Yucheng before she was twenty, and formed the Tao Heart. I don't know how many people there are in the history of this world."
His voice was cold and threatening.
Hanyuan turned pale at his words. If he really stepped into Yuru Yucheng before he was twenty and condensed his Taoist heart, then they in Kunlun would have missed such a treasure with this understanding.
"Senior, please listen to me."
Song Ranzhen stood up, his posture was neither humble nor arrogant, and his brows were calm.
"I already know about this matter. The day before yesterday, our sect disciple Lu Changfeng sued Li Changqing in the Criminal Law Hall. Our sect has filed a record of this matter and is collecting evidence to search for Li Changqing who has not yet returned to the sect."
His voice is clear, his posture is striking, and he has character.
"I, Kunlun, will definitely give an explanation for this matter, and I will also give every disciple justice. I will never protect any disciple who violates the sect rules."
Before Zhao Hanfeng could speak, he raised his head and looked into the depths of Kunlun.
"coming."
he sneered.
A long sword cut through the void, turning into layers of sword shadows.
Exiled Immortal Sword.
The ancestor of Kunlun Tianshu Peak is Wu Yazi.
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