After securing the script of the villain Taoist

Under the silence of the crowd, Sang Yuan once suspected that he had heard wrong.

"You say it again?" The smile on the corner of his mouth disappeared, and he looked at Yu Feichen expressionlessly.

For a moment, Ming Ming stood in front of him, but it felt like a mountain and a cold bamboo. Yu Feichen seemed to feel the coldness very similar to Qi Ning'an from him.

This realization made his tone a bit more serious, and he said calmly, "Ao Qing has been hurt like this, what else do you want?"

Not to mention Sang Yuan, even Guanshi Xian, who was watching from the sidelines, showed disapproval when he said this.Just in case, he secretly made a trick, and then waited and watched the development of the situation.

"Are you possessed by the Holy Father?" Sang Yuan was about to laugh out of anger, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became cold again, "Could it be that I beat it with my own hands? Wasn't it her own magic weapon? Just now everyone But you can see it clearly."

In the crowd, Zhang Dao shouted in a low voice: "He's right!"

Yu Feichen's face became even uglier.

The Great Elder is kind to him, and his temper is worse than Ao Qing's, if he doesn't want to offend Sang Yuan, he can only ask him to apologize, and then he can coax Ao Qing well and let it go.

But he didn't expect that Sang Yuan not only didn't cooperate at all, but was still so sharp-tongued and refused his kindness on the spot. He stopped trying to persuade him, and his tone became aggressive: "Sang Yuan, apologize."

As he said that, his momentum changed, and the coercion pressed down on Sang Yuan like a mountain, trying to force him to follow his plan.

"Golden elixir period? Not bad." Sang Yuan praised him, with a haughty and noble demeanor, "Could it be that the elder bought this for you?"

"Sang Yuan!" Yu Feichen didn't expect him to be so outspoken until now.

Seeing that the anger on his face did not seem to be fake, Ao Qing covered half of her face again and snickered.

Sang Yuan suddenly seemed to realize that he glanced at her sideways, a smile that turned all sentient beings on his face, and opened his mouth slightly, and uttered two extremely mean words: "It's so ugly."

After he finished speaking, he felt his whole body go stiff, he knew it was Yu Feichen's fault.It has to be said that he is worthy of being the protagonist in the book. Not only has his cultivation increased rapidly in a short period of time, but his coercion is also much stronger than those of the same level.Not only that, but his coercion also contains a trace of divine power, which is enough to crush the defense of magical weapons below immortal weapons.

He has a magic weapon, and Sang Yuan is not surprised.

But it was just for him to sigh, Sang Yuan didn't move, and the two of them were in a stalemate like this.

Yu Feichen frowned, and when he didn't move forward, he reached out to grab his arm.

Sang Yuan took a step back, the disgust evident on his face.

As if stimulated, the coercion with divine power became more and more aggravated under Feichen's intention, forcing Sang Yuan's suppressed power of heaven to start to work.

"Are you an idiot?" Sang Yuan said mercilessly, "You can't even tell the most basic right from wrong from black to white?"

Yu Feichen remained silent with a sullen face. He didn't know the truth, but he thought that Sang Yuan would offend the Great Elder because of this, but he didn't know his kindness at all.

Sang Yuan's good temper was also exhausted, and as soon as she turned her wish power, she was ready to ask Ao Qing to give him a whip to try.

Before he could make a move, a burst of sword energy came with lightning speed, breaking through the coercion of the fusion of divine power directly.

The coercion that had amazed many people just now was like thin paper in this sword qi, and it shattered in the air with a single poke.

The visitor had silver hair and plain clothes, eyebrows and eyes as frosty as snow, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his whole body was as imposing as snow-capped mountains and pines, which made people feel inviolable.

"Jianjun!" Manager Xian whispered, finally relieved, fortunately, the head of the sect had explained earlier, if Sang Yuan was in doubt, he would go to Jianjun, otherwise he would die of anxiety.

Qi Ning'an glanced at everyone, and the whole hall fell silent.

Yu Feichen's face was a bit ugly. If he was proud of the speed of his cultivation before, but when Qi Ning'an arrived, he realized soberly that everything he was proud of now was just wiped out in front of this person. Foam.

Sang Yuan caught a glimpse of the look on Manager Xian's face and knew that it was him who tipped off the news, but he didn't care. Instead, he nodded with a very sincere tone: "It turns out that you all bought your cultivation."

In front of Sword Lord, everyone else was holding back their laughter, the faces of a group of people were distorted, and the atmosphere in the mission hall was very weird.

Steward Xian wiped off his sweat and told the story in a low voice.

Seeing him muttering next to Lord Jian, Ao Qing didn't care about the pain on her face, she was afraid that he would add insult to injury, regardless of Chang Qing's obstruction, she covered her face and said firstly: "Does Lord Jian also want to protect this person?"

Qi Ning'an didn't give her the slightest look, but instead looked at Sang Yuan, with a cold voice: "It didn't hurt."

He looked as cold as usual, but somehow Ke Sangyuan could see concern from his eyes.

"Ah." Only then did he react, and laughed, "Only by them?"

The two were a little close, and Qi Ning'an had good eyesight, and could even clearly see the curve of his mouth. The porcelain white skin was more eye-catching than the best Lingyu, and the smile shone into his eyes like starlight falling.

Yu Feichen had a panoramic view of the simple interaction between the two, and his expression was rarely ugly.

Other disciples, you look at me, I look at you, and re-evaluate the relationship between Sang Yuan and Sword Lord.

"Is it done?" Seeing Sang Yuan nodded, the cold tone landed again, "Then let's go."

No one thought about this development. Jian Jun obviously came for Sang Yuan, but he didn't ask Sang Yuan what, and didn't look at Ao Qing and others. After confirming that Sang Yuan was not injured, he prepared to leave, as if he Originally, he came to pick up the Taoist couple who had finished their work and went home.

Sang Yuan froze for a while, then nodded subconsciously: "Oh, yes." Quietly put away the wish power.

Ao Qing's face was blue and red, and the pain that hadn't faded after taking the elixir just now seemed to turn into embarrassment at this moment, she didn't know whether it was unwillingness or something else, she pulled Chang Qing and pushed forward: "Sword Lord ! This is your original Taoist companion, the elders found it for you!"

Even though she was a little displeased to hear her treating herself like an object, Changqing staggered a few steps, but followed her strength and fell forward.

Qi Ning'an didn't make a move, but just pulled Sang Yuan to the side, and with no one stopping him, Chang Qing staggered, and his slender body fell to the door with a plop.

The houses of Xuantianmen are all constructed of high-quality spiritual wood and ore, even ordinary gates are very strong.When Changqing was found by the elders, he was a mortal with no power to restrain himself. Even if he stepped into the fairyland in a few days, now he is only in the period of Qi training.

He fell to the ground, warm liquid flowed from his forehead, and only when the smell of blood filled his nostrils did he realize that he had smashed his head.

Why?He fell to the ground and asked himself.

Why are these people doing this to him?Just because he is the innate sword body mentioned by those elders, should he enter Xuantianmen, and should he be sent around like an object to be bullied by others?

It's ridiculous that before he fell down, he was still expecting that sword master to support him.

"Are you okay?" Sang Yuan didn't think that the conflict between herself and Ao Qing would involve other people, so she hurried over when she saw Chang Qing fell to the ground, and helped him to ask.

The warmth that just touched it left in a flash, leaving only the fluttering wide sleeves.Qi Ning'an lowered his eyes, and the breath in his body seemed to be even colder.