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"The disciple wants to bring Wuyou by his side and teach him personally."

As soon as this remark came out, the head teacher kept silent.

Ye Wudao was puzzled, "Why shouldn't Master?"

"It's not that you shouldn't be a teacher, but that Wuyou has already entered the sword-holding sect. Even if I thought about it, the elder holding the sword would not let him go. What's more, the elder holding the sword has never accepted an apprentice for a thousand years, and there is only Wuyou under his sect, so he can teach him properly. .”

"It's not that the disciple can't trust the elder holding the sword, it's just that the disciple doesn't want Wuyou to suffer another innocent disaster, and hopes that the master can intercede with the elder holding the sword for the disciple."

Ye Wudao had a tough attitude, he knew that the head teacher was always benevolent, as expected, after a while, the head teacher sighed and said: "Okay, I will speak to the elder holding the sword for you, but it is still up to you if you hold the sword or not. It's up to him."

"Thank you, Master!"

Mu Xingchen heard about Ye Wudao, but he didn't take it to heart. After all, he dealt with Ye Wuyou's name justifiably, and whoever questioned him was questioning the laws of heaven.

Although he is not well-known in the entire Heavenly Dao, his words are extremely authoritative among the elders of evil karma.

Maybe it's this long-standing feeling of superiority and superiority that makes him more defiant. There are rumors outside the door, "Brother Mu, the law enforcement disciple Wu Lu is asking to see him."

"Wu Law?"

In Mu Xingchen's memory, the only ones who could remember their names were the disciples of the elders. He never looked down upon disciples like Wu Lu.

"Let him in."

Mu Xingchen sat high on the top, watching Wu Lu who walked in from the door with a refined figure, a gentleman's posture, standing with hands folded, with a smile on his lips.

"I've seen Senior Brother Mu."

"But it's because I punished Ye Wuyou today?"

Wu Lu smiled slightly, that smile was just right, without flattery, and looked quite comfortable, "Exactly."

Mu Xingchen waved his sleeves, "Then you go back, I've made this very clear, Ye Wuyou disregarded the laws of heaven and walked inside the gate of Tiandao Mountain with a sword, he should be severely punished."

"Senior brother misunderstood, I didn't come to ask senior brother Xingshi to inquire about crimes, but only because of my duty. Since this is the case, I will go back and report to senior brother Ying."

"You can tell Ying Tansheng my exact words. As a senior disciple of the law enforcement elder, he can naturally distinguish right from wrong."

"Then Wu Lv will leave first."

"Go down."

Wu Lu bowed and retreated, Mu Xingchen smiled coldly, closed his eyes and meditated, suddenly, a burst of breath fluctuated in the room, no matter how weak it was, there was nothing to hide under Mu Xingchen's spiritual consciousness.

Mu Xingchen opened his eyes and saw a kit-shaped pouch lying quietly on the threshold, shimmering. With ten fingers, Mu Xingchen grabbed the kit, and the kit came into his palm. He looked up and down and played with it. When I probed into it, when I came back to my senses, I was so shocked that I couldn't add it!

This is... the legendary universe bag!

Mu Xingchen had a proud smile on his face, and he never thought about why there would be a pie in the sky, let alone whether the Qiankun bag in his hand is a treasure or a disaster that took his life.

Bai Yi heard about this on the first day he left the customs, and his face remained calm. He glanced at Ye Wuyou who was meditating with his eyes closed, turned around and left the door without saying a word.

Bai Yi blocked Mu Xingchen directly at Tianzhao Peak. Mu Xingchen knew that Bai Yi would come to him to settle accounts for Ye Wuyou, but he never thought he would come so soon, but he was confident at the moment, after all, he had reason.

"Do you dare to ask Master Swordsman to inquire about his disciple's arbitrarily punishing Junior Brother Wuyou a few days ago? Uncle Master, you can ask the law enforcement elders whether I did something wrong or Junior Brother Wuyou did wrong." .”

Bai Yi looked at him coldly, without saying a word.

Mu Xingchen was furiously stared at by this gaze, folded his hands and frowned, and continued: "I know that my uncle loves my apprentice very much, but the mistakes made by Junior Brother Wuyou are strictly prohibited by the rules of heaven. ..."

With a bang, Han Jian blocked his unfinished words in his throat when he was out of the sheath.

Before Mu Xingchen finished speaking, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes, and the murderous intent was imminent. Fortunately, he reacted quickly enough, and when Bai Yi's sword energy came to him, he flew back and avoided the blow that would seriously injure him. of a sword.

Mu Xingchen caressed his right arm, his white clothes were cut and blood flowed down, he heard Bai Yi's voice full of warning.

"Now that I hurt you, do I also violate the laws of heaven and you want to punish me to kneel at the mountain gate? Wuyou is my disciple, and you punish him because you are dissatisfied with me?"

Only then did Mu Xingchen realize how protective Bai Yi was, and hurriedly knelt down, but still refused to admit his mistake easily, "This disciple has overstepped the rules for a while, and I hope my uncle will calm down."

"Out of proportion?" Bai Yi sneered, "But even if my disciple really made a big mistake, so what?"

Mu Xingchen's heart trembled, and he looked up in disbelief, "Master, the rules of heaven..."

Bai Yi's long sword reversed, and countless sword shadows entered his body. The blow hit Mu Xingchen's heart hard, forcing him to cough up a mouthful of scarlet blood. Mu Xingchen looked up at the frosty Bai Yi, He no longer doubted whether Bai Yi would kill him.

"You have to remember that the rules of heaven are binding you!"

Mu Xingchen was lying on the ground, and after hearing this, he got up after a long time, almost gnawed his gums to pieces, and had no choice but to bow his head and say: "Yes."

Bai Yi put his sword back into its sheath, rolled his eyes, and not far from Mu Xingchen, a kit was lying quietly on the ground.

Suddenly, a mighty murderous intent rolled in from the sky and the earth, Mu Xingchen's eyes were fixed and his heart was startled. For some reason, Bai Yi once again launched a murderous intent on him, and hurriedly backed away with pain. Xingchen shot straight away, and the cold light shocked the entire Tianzhao Peak. Mu Xingchen looked at the shadow on Bai Yi's face at this moment, and did not doubt whether Bai Yi intended to kill him, and even doubted whether he was alive.

"Martial Uncle, calm down, I'm just punishing Junior Brother Wuyou, why did Martial Uncle kill me!"

Bai Yi said word by word: "Because you deserve to die!"

A suffocating murderous intent rushed towards Mu Xingchen, Mu Xingchen's heart was ashamed at the moment, seeing the Wangchen Sword in Bai Yi's hand was approaching, his desperate eyes were full of unwillingness.

But the wanton river of cold light in Bai Yi's hands stopped in front of Mu Xingchen's eyes, the sword was extremely sharp, a strand of hair fell from his eyes, and it was the Elder Evil Karma who stopped Bai Yi.

The elder evil karma practiced the way of evil karma, exuding a cold aura all over his body, coupled with a feminine face, it was even more unpredictable.

"Holding the sword, what made you want to kill someone on Tianzhao Peak?"

Bai Yi smiled coldly, pointing his sword at Mu Xingchen, the murderous intent in his eyes was never concealed, "Then you have to ask your good apprentice, in the realm of spirit void, killing people to steal treasures, mutilating fellow disciples, you deserve death! "

Bai Yi remembered that the bag dropped from Mu Xingchen was called the Qiankun Bag, and that Qiankun Bag was a treasure that Ye Wuyou found from the Realm of the Spiritual Void in his previous life. The beginning and the end of the matter are clear at a glance.