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

Xuanyuan Hui's expression changed instantly.

He waved and whispered in Xuanyuan Changqing's ear.

A sinister smile appeared on the latter's face, and he already had a plan to deal with it.

"Sister Liang, give in!"

"I don't want to, you have the ability to defeat me!"

Yun Qian and Liang Shushen were going back and forth, their spiritual powers clashing, and they couldn't tell the winner for a while.

Liang Shushen also refused to admit defeat and used all her strength to attack every step of the way.

Her current strength indeed makes Yun Qian dare not underestimate her.

He has actually broken through to the late stage of the Golden elixir and is about to reach the perfection of the Golden elixir stage. In just a few months, such a change has occurred, which is no worse than Yun Qian.

Sister Liang, I won’t play with you anymore!

Yun Qian smiled mysteriously, flicked his finger on the sword, and a terrifying sword energy, accompanied by a sharp sword roar, hit Liang Shushen without any warning.

Liang Shushen was hit by that force and was ejected out of the stone platform.

Her face was full of surprise. After her feet landed on the ground, she still couldn't believe that she was defeated by Yun Qian.

Just as he was about to ask Yun Qian the name of this move, Xuanyuan Changqing sneered coldly: "Yun Qian, you traitor has been expelled from Tianlei Pavilion, and you still use Tianlei Pavilion's Finger Sword Song. You are a fool." Are you a disciple of Lei Ge or a disciple of Haomiao Sect?"

"I don't know what you mean!"

Yun Qian's heart skipped a beat, but his expression remained calm.

Liang Shushen accidentally let it slip just now. Although she only said the word "yun", people in Tianlei Pavilion can easily associate the word "yunqian" with the word "yunqian". Although a person can change his name and dress up, his eyes, temperament, voice and body posture are still the same. Nothing can be changed.

Xuanyuan Changqing smiled and said loudly to the people from various sects in the audience: "Everyone, the Haomiao Sect disciple Fang Yishao in front of you is actually a fake. Her original identity is Yun, the traitor of our Tianlei Pavilion. shallow."

The audience exploded in an instant. The female disciples from each sect had just been defeated one by one. There was nothing to say about the disparity in strength.

When they learned that someone was assuming their identity, there was immediate outrage.

"Disqualify her from the competition."

"If you fake your identity, does that mean you are not qualified? The results of the competition will not count and you will have to compete again!"

"Disqualification……"

There was another tsunami, one wave higher than the other.

"Quiet down now, things haven't come to light yet, don't make any judgments...you guys...!"

He Yunqi wanted to speak for Yun Qian, but his voice was drowned by the waves.

After a period of chaos, deafening drum beats were heard from the Drum Tower of Wanyu Gate.

The school grounds gradually became quiet.

He Yiming glanced at Yun Qian, nodded to her, and said loudly, "Listen to my prince, we will find out if this girl has faked her identity!"

As the organizer, He Yiming's words still had a certain effect, and the voices in the audience stopped.

He Yiming looked at Yun Qian, smiled and asked, "Girl, may I ask your name?"

"My original name is Yun Qian, my current name is Fang Yishao!"

Yun Qian's face was unwavering. She knew she couldn't hide it, so she faced it calmly.

"It's true that he is pretending, get out of Wanyumen..."

"Compared again, she is breaking the rules..."

"We are not convinced. A fake disciple is making trouble, isn't it?"

He Yiming ignored these controversial voices and asked Xiao Kaishan: "Master Xiao of Haomiao Sect, what do you say?"

Everyone turned their attention to Xiao Kaishan.

Even Rong Zheng was curious about Xiao Kaishan's answer. After all, no matter how he answered, it was impossible to hide it from others.

"Fang Yishao, a direct disciple of the Haomiao Sect, was indeed named Yun Qian before. She has been practicing in Tianlei Pavilion for three months, but she is indeed a direct disciple of my Haomiao Sect. If you don't believe it, you can check the imperial edict of King Cangming in my hand. .”

Xiao Kaishan took out a roll of brocade, wrote the edict, and handed it to He Yunqi on the stone platform.

He Yiming snatched it over, scanned it with squinted eyes, and said loudly: "That's true, King Cangming's edict reads: Your servant Yun Qian, now renamed Fang Yishao, worships Xiao Kaishan of Haomiao Sect." , is gifted with extraordinary talent, extraordinary intelligence, and extraordinary strength. Now I am entrusting Fang Yishao to be the disciple of the Haomiao clan. He will follow Xiao Kaishan to the Tianxiu Kingdom to participate in the sect conference on behalf of the Cangming Kingdom and promote the prestige of the Cangming Kingdom!"

After reading the contents of the edict, the scene was completely silent.

Those who tried to attack Yun Qian fell silent.

King Cangming's imperial edict must be true. No one has more say than King Cangming.

Yun Qian is her, and Fang Yishao is her, no one can make irresponsible remarks now.

"Master Xuanyuan Pavilion, what else do you have to say now?" He Yiming did not forget to embarrass Xuanyuan Changqing.

Xuanyuan Changqing's old face was ashen and he looked helplessly at Xuanyuan Hui.

Xuanyuan Hui's face was as cold as iron, and he didn't even look at him.

"Since you have nothing to say, Miss Fang, please continue!"

He Yiming ignored the people in Tianlei Pavilion and signaled Yun Qian and Yang Shu to continue their competition.

"Yun Qian, you are such a haunting person. You stole the show in Tianlei Pavilion, and now you are interfering in the sect conference again. However, you are not so lucky today, and I will not give you a chance to make trouble again!"

Yang Shu's eyes were full of disdain and cruelty.

Sima Hong was focused on dealing with Yun Qian, but failed.

As a daughter, she naturally has to share her father's worries and solve his father's problems.

In the past month, Xuanyuan Hui has personally taught several elders and disciples, and he has not hesitated to teach them the secrets of the Nine Heavens Thunder Curse. The strength of the six elders and six disciples has increased by leaps and bounds.

Even the weaker Yang Shu among his direct disciples has broken through to the late stage of Jindan.

"Making trouble? I've always been a person who doesn't attack anyone but myself. It was you who wronged me first, so I fought back. You Tianlei Pavilion doesn't distinguish between black and white, and you still wrongfully accuse good people. They are all a bunch of villains and hypocrites. I, Yun Qian, Today I will tear off your mask and show everyone how filthy Tianlei Pavilion is!"

Yun Qian was so angry that he laughed and retorted.

From top to bottom of Tianlei Pavilion, from Xuanyuan Hui to Xuanyuan Changqing, and then to Xuanyuan Chun, Mo Xiaoke, and Yang Shu, they are all hypocrites with erroneous views, but they talk about benevolence, justice and morality. The type of people that Yun Qian despises the most.

"Hmph, you are not ashamed of your words, Yun Qian, I hope your strength is as tough as your mouth!"

Yang Shu sneered, noncommittal.

He choked out his sword and unsheathed it, and the long sword in his hand suddenly enlarged, turning into a giant sword several feet long and half a foot thick, covering the sky and the sun, and crushing down on Yun Qian's head.

The surrounding air seemed to be half burned, steaming, and the picture became distorted.

"The first of the three moves of Nirvana: Fierce Fire!"

As Yang Shu screamed, the ten-foot space seemed to be melted by the high temperature. Countless tiny particles were swarming around, filled with the aura of death!