One sword cheat

Chapter 79 Who Dares to Kill My Shangqing Palace Disciple

"Senior brother, please don't look down on me, Renqian."

Renqian also spoke up, saying, "For us cultivators, cultivation is merely secondary; cultivating the mind is the primary goal. If we can't even care about the life and death of our own junior brothers, what kind of future can we possibly achieve?"

She looked at Incheon, "Senior, what do you think?"

"Wait a moment."

Incheon took out his phone, seemingly doing something.

Everyone's expression darkened, but they did not blame him.

The next second, Incheon put away his phone and said, "I just paid back the money I borrowed. Let's go! Down the mountain to rescue them!"

He was afraid that if he died, no one would repay the money he had borrowed, causing losses to others.

"Walk!"

Wang Chengxian wiped away her tears and suddenly realized that coming to Shangqing Palace was not a mistake.

The six of them quickly descended the mountain. Because some of them didn't have enough money, they pooled their resources to make enough to ride the flying artifact to Little Qing Kingdom.

Once they left, Shangqing Peak became quiet again.

Inside the Sanqing Hall, a withered hand picked up a futon that had been lying on the ground and gently placed it back in its original position.

"The child is ignorant, please don't be offended, Master."

Old Wu gazed quietly down the mountain, then looked towards the distant Xiaoqing Kingdom.

He could sense that the Great Daos of cultivators at the third realm were colliding over there.

Then, he looked to the other side.

There was another world over there, where Zhang Yunqing sat cross-legged, undergoing a death tribulation.

Once you get through this, you will be reborn from the ashes, completely transformed.

If one cannot cross over, one dies and perishes, only to be reborn in the cycle of reincarnation.

What could possibly escape the notice of a Foundation Establishment cultivator with a keen eye?

He hesitated, unsure whether to make a move.

Meanwhile, in the Xiaoqing Kingdom, Chen Ren remained motionless, firmly imprisoned.

Zhang Yunmiao got up and wanted to attack Chen Ren, but Wenren Yu stopped him.

"I am kind-hearted after all, and I will deal with the matter objectively. After Master discusses the Dao with Feng Xiantian, I will hand Chen Ren over to him for disposal."

"Master!"

Zhang Yunmiao panicked even more. He knew that Chen Ren must have seen something in his eyes and tone just now, and he was determined to kill him here.

"Shut up!"

Wenren Yu's face darkened: "Don't you think things are bad enough already?"

Here, the great paths clashed, and the cultivators of Xiaoqing Kingdom all became extremely cautious.

The disciples at Qingcheng Martial Arts School were also ordered by their instructors not to practice or leave the school.

Cultivating at this time makes it easy to be harmed by the disordered Dao.

The other monks also stayed indoors, praying that it would end soon.

Chen Ren wanted to speak, but he couldn't; he could only watch helplessly.

He hoped the teacher would win.

But Chen Ren gradually realized that as several hours passed, unfavorable circumstances were falling on his side.

Dongfang Dongyang's cultivation level is higher than Fengjinghu's. In addition, he is backed by Tianshi Cave and has the most superior cultivation method, which is no less than the Bitter Sea Technique.

The water in the entire royal city dwindled, and eventually it almost dried up completely, but this time, there was no counterattack.

All the strange phenomena gradually dissipated, and two figures reappeared before everyone.

"cough."

Feng Jinghu was breathing heavily, while on the other side, Dongfang Dongyang stood with his hands behind his back, staring coldly at him.

"You are just a scion of a martial arts family, and you entered the Innate Realm much later than me. Your Sea of ​​Suffering... is not big enough yet."

This statement has already declared the outcome.

"For the sake of your family's status as a contemporary tycoon, it's a draw today. You may leave now."

Fengjinghu was no match for Dongfang Dongyang, who was, after all, an old monster.

He glanced at Chen Ren with regret and sighed softly, "I'm afraid I can't help you."

But then he turned and gave Dongfang Dongyang a cold look: "I can stop interfering, but I won't leave. I hope you will enforce the law impartially. I don't think Zhang Yunqing's disciple would do something like murder."

"If you have committed any injustice, I will certainly ask the Palace Master of Shangqing to intervene."

Mentioning the Palace Master of Shangqing Palace, Dongfang Dongyang's expression darkened, and he snorted.

"You think you can just ask the Peak Master of Shangqing Palace to do something? He didn't even lift a finger when Zhang Yunqing faced that ordeal last time."

After saying that, his gaze fell on Chen Ren: "Chen Ren, do you know that for someone of my status, it is a great honor for you to even see me?"

He said condescendingly, "I won't bully the weak. If you tell me honestly how you killed Su Rentong, I can spare you some suffering."

"I didn't kill Su Rentong."

Chen Ren was unable to move, but his voice was firm and powerful: "I swear on my conscience, I did not kill her!"

"You beast! Of course you didn't kill Zhang Yunqing, but you injured her and caused her death. Stop playing word games!"

Zhang Yunmiao's voice rang out again, instantly darkening Chen Ren's expression.

"Am I pretty? You're the one who killed her! If you've got the guts, swear an oath with your Dao heart like I have!"

He cursed loudly; this person was truly clever, essentially blocking his escape route.

Let's fight to the death!

But he forgot that they were from the same sect.

"Since you also bear indirect responsibility, that's enough. You can go die."

Dongfang Dongyang raised his finger; the facts were right before his eyes, and he had no intention of pursuing the matter any further.

As for Zhang Yunmiao, he didn't intend to let him go either; they were all to die.

"stop!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came from afar. The people present frowned and looked in that direction, only to see Wang Chengxian running ahead, followed by five people at a distance.

"If you want to kill my Shangqing Palace disciples, then kill us all!"

I, Wang Chengxian, stood in front of Chen Ren, my voice firm and resolute:

"There must be some misunderstanding here. Don't you think my junior brother's aptitude is at most C-level? How could he possibly defeat Su Rentong, the pride of B-level school!"

That's a well-chosen statement.

Chen Ren's eyes lit up. An opportunity! He immediately said, "That's right, no matter how strong you are, you can't break her magic, Qingmu Yuan."

Now that you mention it, it seems it really wasn't his problem.

But... Dongfang Dongyang is at the Foundation Establishment stage.

His expression grew even colder, his words utterly dismissive: "A bunch of ants. If you want to die together, then I'll just let you be buried with Ren Tong."

He... really wants to kill all the disciples of Shangqing Palace!

"broken."

Liu Qi, who rushed over, changed his expression drastically, inwardly lamenting that he had caused trouble for his junior brothers and sisters.

But having already arrived here, he could only grit his teeth and stand silently in front of Chen Ren.

At this moment, it was impossible for Chen Ren, who was imprisoned, not to be moved. He had never imagined that his senior brothers and sisters would risk their lives to accompany him.

"You should leave quickly. After all, this was caused by me. I have a way to get out of this."

He sighed inwardly, knowing he had to draw his sword and save Su Rentong from that time.

However, he was unwilling to accept it. He felt disgusted just looking at Zhang Yunmiao and knew he had to find a way to kill him!

But... Dongfang Dongyang didn't listen to him at all. An ant has no right to stand in front of a Foundation Establishment cultivator and speak.

The surrounding temperature was rising rapidly; Ziyang was going to bake them directly into ashes.

Feng Jinghu watched helplessly, for he had already made a promise that Chen Ren was indeed an indirect murderer.

Just when it seemed all his fellow disciples from Shangqing Palace were about to die here, suddenly...

"You dare!"

Suddenly, a clear and high-pitched voice came from afar, echoing above the royal city. In the next instant, a spirit sword shot down from the sky, severing Ziyang!

Dongfang Dongyang subconsciously withdrew his hand. He looked at his fingertips and saw a wound on them.

The Ziyang Avenue was opened up, and its effect was embodied in him.