The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

The detained disciples looked at the elders with surprised expressions, and they were no longer surprised. They had experienced the same situation once before.

Hong Yun carefully identified that Yu Huai in front of him was not a disguised demon. After recovering from his shock, he quickly regained his senses, walked forward, and asked through the barrier:

"Yu Huai, why don't you send a message to your master? Is there anyone forcing you to become a demon? Your master will definitely take care of it for you!"

This statement has a clear implication, and it almost says whether Li Zhu forced Yu Huai.

Yu Huai could naturally hear it. Although he was moved by the reunion of master and disciple, he did not want to be misunderstood. He subconsciously turned around to glance at You Mu's reaction and immediately shook his head to deny it:

"No, no one forced me."

"Master, Yu Huai asked to leave Taihua. Please forgive me for violating the rules of the sect!"

Concealing his expression, Yu Huai lifted his robe and knelt down to kowtow to Hong Yun, just like the day he was accepted into Taihua Sect as a disciple.

"Yu Huai!"

Hongyun frowned, took a half step back, and did not agree with his disciple's approach.

Yu Huai stood up, but no longer looked at Venerable Hongyun. He turned his hanging hand and the Jinghan Sword appeared.

The tip of the sword scraped across the ground, making a clanging sound of metal friction. Under Yu Zhao's horrified gaze, Yu Huai walked into the barrier step by step.

"Master, please forgive me for the crime of killing my former fellow disciples!" He raised the volume deliberately so that everyone present could hear it.

"...You, how did you get in? Don't mess around, Yu Huai, I'm warning you, stop!" Yu Zhao was extremely frightened. He turned to look at the people from his master's sect, but everyone's eyes were on Yu Huai.

When they met again, Yu Huai no longer had the calm temperament of the past. When the ferocious beast's vertical pupils looked at him, there was an added chill, which made Yu Zhao feel guilty and flustered, and he stepped back step by step.

"Yu Huai, what are you doing?"

"Yes, Yu Huai, let's talk it over nicely. Yu Zhao is your fellow apprentice brother!"

Outside the formation, the elders who were unaware of the truth were still trying to persuade.

Yu Huai stepped forward with his sword and suddenly launched an attack. When the sword was swung over, Yu Zhaocai hurriedly used his own sword to resist.

"Do you still recognize it? This sword that you broke in half."

During the fight, Yu Huai's moves were fierce, and the way he attacked was 80% similar to You Mu's. The intensive attacks did not give Yu Zhao any chance to counterattack, so he had to keep retreating to defend himself.

There were flashes of swords and sabers, but he couldn't make out the shape of the sword at all. Only after Yu Huai reminded him did Yu Zhao remember what happened that day.

"It's hard for you..."

Now that the hatred has been resolved, Yu Zhao has no choice but to accept the challenge. He comforts himself and stays calm. He still has magic weapons and spells to save his life, but Yu Huai doesn't even have his spiritual roots, so what if he practices magic?

But just as he was about to say this, he suddenly realized that everyone outside the formation could hear what the two were saying.

The words on his lips changed their tone, and Yu Zhao turned to the people outside the barrier for help: "Yu Huai, Senior Brother Yu, what's wrong with you? Master, Elder, save me!"

"How do we break this barrier? Venerable Hongyun, you can't just watch Yu Zhao get killed!"

Perhaps it was because Yu Zhao's cry for help was too miserable, some anxious elders could not stand still and immediately stepped forward to find a way to break the barrier.

"Standing"

But just as he was about to take a step forward, he stopped and was suppressed by You Mu. The elder could no longer move.

Everyone in the Immortal Sect has understood the situation.

Li Zhu is trying to protect Yu Huai. No matter whether they believe what Yu Huai says or not, they must kill Yu Zhao!

Seeing that You Mu was really ferocious, the other cultivators also withdrew their feet and stood still, imitating Hong Yun's actions, not daring to act rashly again.

Hong Yun just stared at the two disciples who were fighting inside the barrier with a gloomy expression.

"Yu Zhao, during the sect competition, you clearly knew that there were demons in the sect but you kept it secret and did not report it. You deliberately provoked a dispute between me and Yang Jian. After Yang Jian's death, you used the power of the talisman to frame me..."

Yu Huai's voice, along with the screaming of swords, was heard by everyone present.

When the truth was revealed, Yu Zhao staggered for a moment and immediately denied it, "You are talking nonsense! Master, uncle, he is a demon cultivator... You can't believe what a demon cultivator says!"

"Elder Yang smashed my inner elixir due to a misunderstanding and issued a bounty for my death. I was hunted down by cultivators from various sects, and then I met you, Yu Zhao. You came to kill me in the name of our master..."

He had experienced these things in two lifetimes, but he still remembered them vividly. Those bloody scars would never heal until Yu Zhao died.

When mentioning these again, Yu Huai was surprised at his own calm narration.

"Don't listen to him, he...he made all this up deliberately! Yu Huai, you and I have no grudge against each other! Ah!" Yu Zhao became more and more anxious. He cast two or three defensive spells on himself, but still couldn't stop Yu Huai's attack.

The sword wounds on his body were increasing. As he heard Yu Huai talking more and more, he panicked and messed up his moves, and Yu Huai chopped off his arm with one move.

Blood spilt from the broken arm all over the ground as it fell.

The frosty white sword was tempered with blood, making it even colder. Yu Huai's attack continued.

Yu Zhao covered his broken arm. The desire to save his life made him no longer hesitate. He immediately displayed the life-saving golden fingers on his body one by one.

An exquisite golden bell emerged from his arms and formed a bell-shaped shield around Yu Zhao. Such a heavenly-grade magical weapon was extremely hard to come by. If it were in the past, Yu Zhao would never have been willing to take it out.

Yu Huai's eyes flashed slightly, he paused, then raised his sword and chopped forward.

"Boom!" With a deep thud, the shadow of the golden bell sank down an inch, but it was able to block the attack of the Jinghan Sword.

"Yu Huai, if you dare... to hurt me, you will... pay the price!"

Yu Zhao huddled under the protection of the Golden Bell, breathing heavily, and took advantage of the gap he had spent a huge amount of money to apply medicine to his broken arm.