On the fairy mountain, the birds no longer chirp and the branches no longer sway.
These animals and plants seemed to be aware of the abnormality in the atmosphere.
Liu Ang raised his head and looked at the smiling Si Xian, but found a hint of threat in his eyes.
His teeth began to chatter involuntarily, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't.
At this time, there was a sudden pain in his head, and then Liu Ang felt something penetrated into his head.
That voice sounded again.
"This is the God-Eating Gu. It can devour intelligence, obliterate emotions, and turn a person into a walking zombie... You know what to do."
Hearing this, Liu Ang finally couldn't stand it anymore, bowed to Si Xian and made his choice.
"Emperor Envoy, I am Liu Ang, an elite disciple of the Tian Jue Sect the day before yesterday, and now an outer disciple of the Lingjian Sect! A few days ago, Duan Xun, the leader of the Tian Jue Sect, went against the grain and led his disciples to attack and plunder everywhere, and even harassed mortals. , ended up being warlike and died, and Tian Jue Sect was defeated at the hands of Lingjian Sect, it was God’s will! I believe that the emperor, who loves his people like his own son, will definitely not forgive Tian Jue Sect!”
Liu Ang raised his head, looked at the expressionless Si Xian, and gritted his teeth and said: "In addition, Duan Xun did ask the Seven Elders of Tianjue for help, but for some reason, they did not come to Tianjue Sect smoothly, and even invited the emperor's envoy Insightful!"
As soon as the words fell, the entire Lingjian Sect was audible.
Even several other Tian Jue Sect disciples came to their senses and looked at Liu Ang as if they had seen a ghost.
In this way, wouldn't it mean that he is completely tied to the Lingjian Sect?
But in the end, they all bowed down and chose to advance and retreat together with Liu Ang.
Not far away, everyone in the Lingjian Sect looked at a few people with gratitude and excitement.
If Liu Ang and others testify, then even if Si Xian wants to embarrass the Lingjian Sect, it will not be that easy!
"This kid is quite sensible." Wang Ba's voice sounded in Xu Yue's mind.
"Well, the road is getting wider, but the matter is not over yet." Xu Yue nodded lightly and continued to look ahead.
After an unknown amount of time, Si Xian said calmly: "In this case, I have misunderstood the Spirit Sword Sect."
Liu Ang hurriedly knelt down and surrendered: "Don't dare! It is the duty of the emperor's envoy, and we are ashamed."
Si Xian glanced at him and without saying anything else, turned around and walked back into the air.
"Huh, I escaped." Qin Yun in the distance breathed a sigh of relief and said happily.
"Hush! It's not over yet!" Pang Zhuo glanced at her dissatisfied, and then looked at Xu Yue.
As long as the uncle is still stable, it means that the problem is not big.
Back in front of Cheng Moyuan, Si Xian's face was as dark as water. He looked at the white-haired old man and said coldly: "Zong Master Cheng, I won't deceive you either. Duan Xun and I have an old relationship, but now he is killed by you and others. …Tell me, how should I deal with it?”
After the words fell, the atmosphere at the scene dropped to freezing point again. Cheng Moyuan felt cold and could only bite the bullet and replied: "Emperor! The two sects are fighting, casualties are inevitable. If we don't kill Duan Xun, how can we protect ourselves?" ah!"
"Since you can kill him, why not capture him? Is the friendship between fellow disciples in Yidi Mountain just child's play for you?" Si Xianhan said in a cold voice.
"This..." Cheng Moyuan gritted his teeth, his cheeks trembling slightly.
It seems that things can't go any better today.
Suddenly, Liu Ang below asked loudly: "Emperor, so to speak, even though Tian Jue Sect is attacking everywhere, it has never considered other sects as fellow sects! And they burned and killed..."
"Talk too much!"
Si Xian shouted loudly and slapped Liu Ang.
The next moment, Liu Ang, who was still dozens of feet away, received a heavy blow out of thin air and flew backwards. Blood spattered and half of his face was dented.
"Senior Brother Liu!"
A disciple hurriedly caught it and looked at Si Xian angrily.
"Give him this quickly!"
Pang Zhuo and others rushed over quickly, took out the best elixir from their arms and drank it with Liu Ang, finally preventing the injury from worsening.
"Master, Senior Brother Liu!" Qin Yun looked at Liu Ang's broken cheek, his voice a little helpless.
Pang Zhuolinyi and others clenched their fists, trying their best to restrain themselves.
Above, Cheng Moyuan asked calmly: "Emperor, are you going too far?"
Si Xian slowly retracted his hand and said calmly: "How can a junior like him interrupt the conversation we are waiting for? He should be beaten."
Hearing this, the strong-tempered elder Xia Houdun finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly: "The emperor's status is high, and there is no one in our Lingjian Sect who can talk to you. Please come back!"
The air suddenly became silent, and then there was a sweet shout.
"Be bold!"
Ning Qing's eyebrows stood up, and she raised her hand to slap downwards.
In an instant, everyone in the Lingjian Sect felt a sense of oppression and felt extremely uncomfortable.
That is oppression from the spiritual level, which can make people go crazy and collapse, or even lose their souls on the spot.
The standard fighting method for those in the realm of transformation and above.
"Okay, junior sister, why bother fighting with them."
At this time, Si Xian raised his hand and waved lightly, and the feeling of oppression suddenly disappeared.
At the same time, Wang Ba also lowered his slightly raised forelimbs.
"Senior brother, why don't you let me teach them a lesson?" Ning Qing turned around, puzzled.
Si Xian chuckled softly: "They are just a group of subordinate monks who are attached to our sect. Why do you need to be angry with your servants?"
Hearing this, Ning Qing nodded, her expression once again becoming as indifferent as before.
"Alright, Sect Leader Cheng, please hand over who did it to Duan Xun." Si Xian sat cross-legged in the air and closed his eyes: "I'll give you a quarter of an hour."
"Don't be ignorant." Ning Qing also sneered, holding the sword to his chest and looking at everyone with interest.
She liked this feeling best.
This feeling of bullying.
Below, Cheng Mo Yuan lowered his head, his long pale hair hanging down, looking gloomy.
As the sect leader, Cheng Moyuan had to make a decision.
If the others are handed over, Si Xian will definitely kill them on the spot and they will inevitably die.
Only I, relying on my status as the leader of the Spirit Sword Sect, might be able to...
"Emperor's envoy, Duan Xun was killed by me and had nothing to do with my disciples. Please atone for your sins."
A lament, like the sound of a dusk drum, beats in the heart of every Lingjian Sect disciple.
This old man, who has yet to recover from his serious injury and has snow-covered temples, is ready to bear all this.
"No! Sect Master, you can't!"
"Why did the sect master lie to others? Duan Xun was obviously killed by me, me!"
"Emperor! Duan Xun died under our random swords. I hope the emperor will punish him!"
For a moment, Pang Zhuolinyi and others made a sound and roared high into the sky.
"snort."
In the air, Ning Qing sneered and suddenly pulled out his sword.
Clang!
A clear sound came, followed by a flash of sword light.
Ning Qing slashed at the Lingjian Sect's mountain gate, and a half-man-wide ravine appeared. The cut was so smooth that it was chilling.
"Noisy." Ning Qing took back his sword and stared at everyone coldly.
On the side, Si Xian finally opened his eyes and looked at Cheng Moyuan with slightly narrowed eyes.
"Sect Master Cheng, have you thought about it?" Si Xian smiled, but there was a hint of sternness in his brows.
Doesn't he know what Cheng Moyuan is thinking? He just wants to escape death by virtue of his status as the sect leader.
But does he really dare not kill Cheng Moyuan?
With his status, even if he kills, it is just killing.
Upon hearing the question, Cheng Moyuan nodded slightly, ready to accept Si Xian's anger.
However, at this moment, a one-eyed old man below raised his hand and began to curse.
"Bah! Emperor's Envoy, you are worthy of being called Emperor's Envoy? You don't distinguish between black and white, you bully others! You are worthy of being old friends with that little bastard Duan Xun, your behavior is so similar! When he was killed by me, he begged me to let him go. He, but I..."
The corner of Si Xian's mouth curled up, and his body disappeared from the spot, appearing in front of Xia Houdun in the blink of an eye.
"According to your words, you killed the person?"
Si Xian's fist flashed with a strange light and he waved it out gently.
Snapped.
However, such a soft punch contained infinite murderous intent.
With a pop, Xia Houdun felt like he was struck by lightning. He seemed to want to vomit blood, but he couldn't. He wanted to fight back, but he couldn't.
"This is an attack on the soul, don't bother."
Si Xian chuckled, retracted his fist and stepped back, returning to the air.
"To fight with a dying person like you is really dirty to my hands. This punch will slowly wear away your soul until you die. Please feel the pain slowly."
After Si Xian finished speaking, he looked disdainfully at Xia Houdun, whose eyes were white and his mouth was drooling. He turned to Cheng Moyuan and smiled: "Sect Master Cheng, the murderer has been brought to justice, so I will leave first."
Cheng Moyuan lowered his head and said nothing.
Si Xian raised his eyebrows and walked straight over, reaching out to grab the sect leader's token on Cheng Moyuan's waist.
It is a symbol of status and the spiritual pillar of a sect.
"Just give this thing to me, it won't be in vain for me to come here."
Cheng Moyuan's body trembled, but in the end he did not resist, and Ren Sixian took away the sect leader's token.
"Oh, trash."
Si Xian chuckled, and his voice spread throughout Lingshan through his spiritual power, allowing everyone to hear his contempt for Cheng Moyuan.
Wang Ba opened his eyes and as soon as he took a step forward, he was stopped by someone.
It looked up and saw Xu Yue shaking his head towards him.
After thinking for a moment, Wang Ba closed his eyes again and lay on the ground, like a stone turtle.
Finally, Si Xian and Ning Qing walked away gracefully, leaving behind a group of soulless Spirit Sword Sect disciples.
