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

As the voice sounded, a slender and graceful figure stood up.

Yun Qian is not dead, but half of his life is gone.

She staggered back to the stone platform, looking weak but staring sharply at Xuanyuan Changqing: "Three moves have passed, and I am still standing here properly. You lose!"

Xuanyuan Changqing's old face was ashen and speechless.

How can it be? The third purple sky thunder was already his strongest strength. When the sky thunder caused by the Nine Heavens Thunder Curse exploded, its destructive power increased tenfold.

A spiritual attack equivalent to ten times that of the late Nascent Soul fell on Yun Qian, but it failed to make Yun Qian fall to the ground.

Xuanyuan Changqing couldn't believe his eyes, and he didn't want to believe that Yun Qian was so strong.

But Yun Qian stood back on the stage unharmed.

It also means that he lost this bet.

How could the Lord of Tianlei Pavilion lose?

"Pavilion Master, did you lose? Did I read that correctly?"

"Yes, according to the rules of the bet, if Yun Qian can stand on the stage unharmed, she wins!"

"But she killed the Young Pavilion Master and two inner disciples, so let her go just like that?"

"not that simple!"

"Even if the Pavilion Master lets Yun Qian go down the mountain, he can still do it at the bottom of the mountain. The bet just says that she has won. If he lets her go, as long as she is not in the Xuanxiao Mountain boundary, it will not be considered a violation of the bet!"

"Wonderful, I wonder if the Pavilion Master would do this!"

Everyone in the audience stared at Yun Qian and Xuanyuan Changqing, and lowered their voices when speaking, fearing that they would not be able to hear their conversation.

The attitudes of the seven sect masters are different.

Except for Xuanyuan Changqing, the other six elders all accepted this fact and prepared to watch Yun Qian leave Tianlei Pavilion and leave.

Only Xuanyuan Changqing's expression was solemn and uncertain, as if he was thinking about something and had not made a decision.

"Old man Xuanyuan, do you want to break your promise?" Yun Qian urged, looking at Xuanyuan Changqing's face that was unwilling to accept the appointment, and she had a bad feeling in her heart.

Xuanyuan Changqing is looking for a way to deal with her.

After a while, in the quiet school grounds, Xuanyuan Changqing suddenly laughed, looking bold and generous: "Yun Qian, congratulations on winning the bet, you can leave Tianlei Pavilion at any time!"

When everyone was in an uproar and Yun Qian breathed a sigh of relief, he changed the subject and glanced at Song Yan and Sima Hong with a sneer: "However, this pavilion master can only guarantee that I will not embarrass you. If other elders and disciples do not let go, If you leave, this pavilion master will be unable to help you!"

As he spoke, he walked off the stone platform and looked at the stage with a detached but gloating attitude.

Sima Hong and Song Yan looked at each other and nodded, understanding each other tacitly.

This is Xuanyuan Changqing's signal to the two of them: It's not convenient for me to take action, but you can do whatever you want!

Sima Hong gained the confidence, jumped up to the stone platform, and shouted to Yun Qian in a cold voice: "The master of the pavilion kept his promise, Daren and righteousness let you go, but the rules of the sect must still be implemented. You killed three of your fellow sects on Ziling Island. , since the Pavilion Master has handed over the law enforcement power to me, Sima Hong, I will not let you go today!"

"That's right, all Tianlei Pavilion disciples, listen, we can't watch a person who harms his fellow sects and tramples on the sect's rules leave Tianlei Pavilion in a big way. Otherwise, if word spreads, our Tianlei Pavilion will become a laughing stock and will never be able to raise its head. Do you want to see it?"

Song Yan also jumped onto the stage, adding to the fire.

The originally wavering disciple suddenly shouted like thunder and attacked Yun Qian.

"She must not be allowed to leave Tianlei Pavilion!"

"Our Tianlei Pavilion cannot become a joke in the mouths of other factions, Yun Qian must be dealt with!"

"Let Yun Qian pay for the lives of three of his classmates!"

The sound of attacking Yun Qian echoed throughout the Golden Summit of Xuanxiao Mountain like a mountain torrent.

"When dealing with such scum and traitors, don't talk about using more to bully the less. Let's go together and save a lot of trouble!"

Mo Xiaoke, who was next to Han Lingbo, volunteered to jump on the stage and even called on everyone to besiege him.

"There is no need for the two seniors to take action. We juniors can do it for us. What are you guys doing standing around? Let's take down Yun Qian first!"

Another person who added insult to injury was Yelu Qingyun, a disciple of Xuanyuan Changqing. He was naturally driven by the wind. Seeing the pavilion master's acquiescence, the other elders and disciples all rushed forward and stopped hiding.

Only Zhuo Feng held down his direct disciple Xu Mojie, Lin Feiyang held down his disciple Zhang Kuang, and Liu Baoju stopped his direct disciple Qin Hanfeng.

Among the three of them, Zhuo Feng admired Yun Qian quite a lot. Lin Feiyang couldn't even stand the idea of ​​bullying the minority with more. Liu Baoju, Wanjinye, always had a hand in everything he did and messed with the mud. This kind of thankless thing, No participation at all.

"That's fine, I might as well let you juniors have some experience!"

Sima Hong stroked his beard and smiled, Piaoran and Song Yan returned to Xuanyuan Changqing's side, staring at the situation on the stage.

Yun Qian was instantly trapped in the center by Mo Xiaoke, Xu Mao, Zhou Xiaoyu, Yelu Qingyun, Yang Shu, and Song Yan's disciple Zuo Zihe.

"Shameless!" Yun Qian glanced at the disciples, and finally looked at Xuanyuan Changqing coldly: "The majestic Master of Tianlei Pavilion actually doesn't keep his word. Since I lost the bet, I can't let others make things difficult for me!"

"Hmph, little bitch, didn't I, the Pavilion Master, make it clear enough just now? It was I, Xuanyuan Changqing, who made the bet with you, and it was me, Xuanyuan Changqing, who lost. I'm just standing by to fulfill the bet, right? As for that? For others, even though I am the Lord of Tianlei Pavilion, I cannot interfere in their private affairs!"

The anger on Yun Qian's face made Xuanyuan Changqing extremely happy.

Xuanyuan Changqing couldn't help but feel proud that he could solve the problem in front of him by simply playing a word game.

Not only has the reputation been preserved, but the purpose has also been achieved.

Everyone in Tianlei Pavilion except Xuanyuan Changqing gathered together to attack. Even ten Yun Qian could not escape from Tianlei Pavilion.

"In that case, don't blame me for fighting you to the death!"

Yun Qian's eyes were filled with a look of death, and his voice was cold and stern, as if Shura was destroying the world, full of murderous intent.

Obviously there are many doubts about Xuanyuan Chun's death, but these people just turn a blind eye and let it go. Everyone obeys Xuanyuan Changqing's instructions, regardless of black and white. These people are Xuanyuan Changqing's accomplices.

If others fail me, I will not fail them. If others fail me, I will fail others.

This is Yun Qian's life purpose.

Everyone in the world wants to kill me, so I'll help you!

At this moment, Yun Qian had no fear in his eyes, only a crazy counterattack, but he was even more excited.

"Whoever dares to come here will be buried with me!"

Yun Qian's eyes were cold to the bone, and the chill was overwhelming. She held the sword technique in her right hand and faced Xu Mao, Mo Xiaoke and others from a distance, trying to teach her to her disciples.

At this moment, Yun Qian seemed to be the fat in the eyes of these direct disciples. Everyone wanted to take a bite and show off in front of the master.

Whoever can kill or capture Yun Qian first will be the big winner!