Destroy my Dantian and take away my holy body? I'll kill you all over the house

"Master, I have something to report!"

When the situation was tense, Yang Shu, who was sitting next to Zhou Xiaoyu, suddenly raised her hand and spoke softly.

Everyone looked around and saw Yang Shu, who looked soft and temperamental, with a red face.

Sima Hong looked at Yang Shu, and Yang Shu, who had always been timid, curled up the corner of her mouth slightly and exchanged glances with each other.

No one noticed, thinking that Sima Hong was encouraging Yang Shu.

"The contents of this package were picked up by disciples at the scene!"

Yang Shu panicked and took out a cloth bag from her arms and handed it to Sima Hong.

Yang Shu, Xu Mao, and Jiang Chunjian were the first to find the bodies of Xuanyuan Chun, Li You, and Ye Siran.

Sima Hong pretended to glare at her and said angrily: "You girl, you didn't come up with the evidence as soon as possible!"

"I...I'm scared..." Yang Shu bit her lip, her eyes panicked.

In front of everyone, Sima Hong opened the package.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the moment it was opened, and they were eager to see through it.

Inside were two cracked masks.

Yun Qian's fox mask.

"Qian Yun, what else do you have to say? If you hadn't killed the person, why would I have been there with your mask?"

Sima Hong almost jumped up and suddenly became energetic.

"Huh, I can't argue now. No matter how I prove it, you won't believe me. What else can I say?"

Yun Qian sneered and swept his ice-blue eyes over the group of people.

There is only indifference, hatred and anger.

The cracked mask fell on the scene, what does this prove?

It can only prove that she was at the scene at the time, but it does not guarantee that others have not been there.

It was obviously confirmed that the fatal injury had nothing to do with her. Yun Qian only cut off one of Xuanyuan Chun's fingers, but when the two broken masks were presented, everyone still identified her as the murderer.

The atmosphere is here, we must be convicted, right?

Yun Qian laughed sarcastically.

There's no reason to blame anyone. If someone wants to harm you, there are always more reasons.

She saw a successful sinister smile appear on Sima Hong's face.

Looking at Yang Shu again, although she deliberately pretends to be a little white rabbit, she is obviously full of conspiracy to harm others.

The reason why she took out the mask at this time was to create the final atmosphere.

When all the evidence points to one person, a seemingly insignificant piece of evidence can convict her.

"Ling Chi will be executed in front of Chun'er!"

Xuanyuan Changqing took a long breath, and the sound came out from between his teeth, heartbreaking.

None of the six elders took action. After all, they were too senior to bully the younger ones, and to deal with one Yun Qian, the top ten direct disciples were enough. How could he kill a chicken with a bull's knife?

"Qian Yun, suffer death!"

The first one to rush over was Xu Mao, the eldest disciple of Xuanyuan Changqing. Who else would want to take credit for this kind of thing?

Being able to get into the position of senior brother is related to his sharp eyesight and ability to do things.

Xu Mao is a master of the late Jindan stage. With his strength, it is no problem to deal with Yun Qian who has just been promoted to the Jindan stage.

So others didn't bother to attack in groups.

The people in Tianlei Pavilion still care about face.

"Thunder Fist!"

Xu Mao clenched his fist with five fingers, and without saying a word, he punched him from the air.

The other direct disciples also frowned slightly, sweating for Yun Qian.

Xu Mao is the strongest master among his direct disciples. He is especially good at fist and kick skills. He can punch to the flesh and attack at close range with a full sense of oppression.

In addition, his footwork was extremely fast. In just a blink of an eye, he was in front of Yun Qian and punched her in the chest.

"Wall of Star Demon!"

With a thought in Yun Qian's mind, the Star Demon Xiao defense technique was activated.

"Boom!" The Thunder Fist sounded like a thunderbolt in the hall, and the entire hall was shaken.

But the punch landed on the light blue wall, like hitting cotton, with no effect at all.

The punch failed, and Xu Mao couldn't hold his face anymore.

Everyone else was astonished. This wall of light didn't look like the protective technique of Tianlei Pavilion, and they had never seen it before.

Xu Mao struck with all his strength, but Yun Qian was unscathed.

"It's my turn!"

Yun Qian raised the black Mo Lin Sword in his right hand, and then flicked it with his left hand.

"Finger-flicking sword song!"

Everyone recognized this move as a relatively common swordsmanship in Tianlei Pavilion.

By flicking the tip of the sword with your fingers, it emits a scream, and the spiritual power is superimposed on the pop-up whistle and the force of the forward flick, forming a sonic attack, a sword energy attack, and a dual attack.

"Hmph, you are trying to use my sword in front of Guan Gong to try my protective spiritual power!"

This time, Xu Mao responded coldly, crossed his hands in front of him, and activated his body-protecting spiritual power to resist.

With a sound of "Ding!", the sword roar and sword energy struck at the same time.

The impact on the protective spiritual power in front of Xu Mao was like a nail driven into a piece of iron.

Are the nails thicker and sharper, or are the iron sheets thicker?

There was a "pop" sound, as if a cracking sound was heard.

Xu Mao had a bad premonition, feeling that an indestructible force had broken through his protective spiritual power.

The sword roar made his eardrums hurt.

"Boom boom boom!" The moment Xu Mao's protective spiritual power was broken, he quickly flew back and avoided the fatal blow from Yun Qian's finger sword song.

And his retreat was tantamount to admitting defeat and admitting that he was no match for Yun Qian.

The seven great masters also looked shocked. Xu Mao couldn't defeat Yun Qian in two moves. This shows that Yun Qian is indeed an unparalleled genius.

"Senior Brother Xu Mao, are you too trusting? Your Thunder Fist can't even hurt a woman, but the opponent's finger-flicking sword song actually forced you back a few steps. The title of the first direct disciple is really What a waste of fame!"

When everyone was shocked, some people began to jeer.

"Mo Xiaoke, you finally found an opportunity to ridicule me. Just now I underestimated the enemy and didn't use my full strength. Now I won't hold back anymore. Please open your eyes wide again!"

Xu Mao's face turned red. In the two rounds just now, he had indeed lost to Yun Qian, a new direct disciple, and had lost face in front of the masters of Tianlei Pavilion, but now he wanted to get his face back.

Mo Xiaoke sneered: "Come again? Do you want us to laugh at you? What a waste!"

Mo Xiaoke is the eldest disciple of Han Lingbo in Xianchen Pavilion. She has always been at odds with Xu Mao and the other four people. Because of the overt and covert fighting between the previous generation and the fierce fighting among the second generation, there is no way they would let go of the opportunity to ridicule Xu Mao, let alone Let him find his place.

He turned to look at Yun Qian, as if looking at the fish on the chopping board!

There was a sneer on his lips: "Yun Qian is a disciple of my Xianchen Pavilion. It is up to me, the senior brother, to personally enforce the family law!"

With your words, you have all the power and authority within your control!

As for Yun Qian, her attention was not on him at all, but on the seven great masters.

What she is afraid of is those seven old guys. Whether she can escape depends on the attitude of the seven great masters!

Brothers Xuanyuan Changqing and Sima Hong must have wanted to kill her.

Song Yan wants to please Xuanyuan Changqing, but the other four have small thoughts and are easier to deal with!