Every assassination of Xianjun fails [Transmigration Book]

In the hall, there were screams, cries, and even slight vomiting.

Chen Feng's face was livid, and he suddenly pulled out the sword that slays demons and demons in his hand. The fierce sword soul followed the master's fury and let out a sharp roar.

The two largest sects of Jianzong, the Cangqiong Sect and the Lingxiao Palace, have always been divided and evenly matched.

Shang Yuan was known as the No. 1 sword cultivator among the immortal sects back then, but after the battle between immortals and demons, he was seriously injured and retreated. Chen Feng was vaguely about to replace him. less than.

Who would have thought that Shang Yuan suddenly came out of the customs, and the strength he displayed was so terrifying that no one in the world could match him. Although Chen Feng was unhappy and dissatisfied, he did not dare to make a mistake.

But respect is all respect, he is a grandmaster after all, so how shameful and humiliating it is to be directly executed by someone who is a disciple of his sect?

He swiped the sword sharply in his hand, and a thunderbolt flashed in the air, looking at Shang Yuan: "Sect Master Shang, is it true that from now on, this entire fairy sect will obey your orders alone? If you don't obey, you will be killed." If you die, you will be killed immediately!"

The master of the Shu sect next to him had bloodshot eyes: "Sect master Shang, you said the day before yesterday that you misunderstood that we were attacked by the demon sect and that you injured the lives of five disciples of my sect. What about today?"

He sternly said: "Today, these two people, what mistake did they make again, to suffer such a murderous hand!"

The voices in the hall were so loud that it almost shook the sky, and the voices of many dissatisfied people gradually became louder: "Sect Master Shang, even if the original intention is to resist the attack of the Demon Sect, such a forced order is a bit too domineering!"

"If you don't listen to the order of the Sky Sect, you will kill the demonstrators. If you don't obey, will you kill the entire sect?"

In the crowd, a young disciple from an unknown family shrieked in horror, "If you act so bloody, I'm afraid the Demon Sect will bow down to you."

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On the side of the main hall, Shang Lang stood blankly, trembling slightly.

His eyes fell on the bloody corpses on the ground, and the fingers resting on the "Zhi Yang" sword convulsed to the point of almost convulsions.

He gritted his teeth and was about to rush out, but someone beside him yanked his sleeve: "Don't force yourself!"

Shang Lang turned his head abruptly, looking at Li Qinghong who appeared behind him at unknown time: "What are you doing?"

With dark eyes, Li Qinghong stared lowly at Shang Yuan on the high platform, and hurriedly said: "Whoever is in charge now is in danger, can't you see it?"

Shang Lang said in pain: "I am his relative...others dare not speak, but if I speak, at least he will not kill me!"

Li Qinghong clenched his teeth, suddenly with a finger movement, a thin needle pierced Shang Lang's veins: "That's hard to say."

Shang Lang only felt a numbness in his wrist, half of his body softened suddenly, and even his voice immediately became hoarse.

Surprised and annoyed, he hissed, "What are you doing?"

Li Qinghong leaned against his side as if nothing had happened, leaning against his limp body: "You think that is your grandfather, but maybe he is no longer a person."

On the high platform, Shang Yuan's eyes were indifferent, looking at the light of the sword in Chen Feng's hand below, he said: "There are those who are cultivators, those who are greedy for life and fear of death, and those who are selfish. Facing the raging demon sect, I don't want to fight against the enemy. We try our best to join forces to resist, but we have to retreat to protect ourselves."

He said slowly: "More than ten years ago, I proposed to unite all the families to fight together. After half a year of bloody battle, there were countless casualties, and only then did I strangle the Demon Sect Yuan Zuoyi."

He pointed down with his finger far away, and swept it blankly: "Those who participated in the past, there was the previous head of the Tantai family who was killed by Yuan Zuoyi with a knife; People in the sect took advantage of the chaos to kill them with poison."

He looked at the one-eyed old servant next to Yuwenhan again: "Although Mr. Yuwen didn't come to the battlefield in person, he also sent the most powerful master in the clan, and he also lost one eye in that battle."

The indignant voice below gradually became quieter, and everyone didn't know why he suddenly mentioned the old things, and they were all in shock.

Yu Wenhan's face was ugly: "Sect Master Shang, there is no need to mention the past, let's talk about the present."

Shang Yuan nodded: "It's a pity that the Xianzong families were brave and responsible back then. But now they are scattered. Facing the numerous crimes committed by the Demon Sect, they don't even have the heart to fight. there is none left."

Mu Anyang frowned as he listened, and couldn't help but said: "Senior Shang, that's not what you said. Many years ago, Yuan Zuoyi used the Pojin Jue to lure the disciples of the immortal sect, and then coerced them to betray the sect. It is right for us to share the same hatred."

Behind the crowd, Head Li of the Haiqing faction also praised loudly: "Now the old department of the Demon Sect is not doing well, and that little young master has already been forced to death by Sect Master Shang. Why do you need to mobilize the crowd like this?"

Behind Shang Yuan, Ning Cheng suddenly spoke in a cold voice: "The Grand Competition of the Shuzong attracted corpses to massacre the juniors, and killed outstanding nephews from various families in the mist formation. Did the Tantai family have many murders? Many people in the closed room died strangely."

He said coldly: "Such a big handwriting, such a cruel method, if you don't completely uproot it, do you want to keep it and wait for them to slowly slaughter Xianzong in the dark?"

Sect Leader Li was speechless: "This..."

However, Yu Wenhan suddenly fought with Chun Lei, and shouted loudly: "Which of these things is really hard evidence? All along, there are many doubts about each of them, and the head of Ning really has no doubts at all?"

Discussions sounded again in the hall, and many people looked hesitant.

Ning Cheng looked into Yu Wenhan's eyes, with a hint of sarcasm: "Master Yuwen said that there are doubts about Tantai Chao's death. It's really like what that little devil said, the murderer is your good grandson?"

Yu Wenhan's face flushed suddenly: "You...",

Ning Cheng looked at Tantai Minghao again: "Or, in other words, the murder of Patriarch Tantai was committed by Patriarch Tantai himself?"

Tantai Minghao's crippled hand moved slightly in the glove, as if something was about to come out.

He said indifferently: "Master Ning is joking."

The sarcasm on Ning Cheng's lips became heavier: "Since this is the case, how can there be doubts? How can there be any objections?"

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Chen Feng listened to their conversation coldly, and finally couldn't bear it anymore. Jian Guang pointed again, and said sharply: "Don't talk more nonsense. Sect Master Shang, we will endure this time for you to kill someone. You open the mountain guard array, let go Those who want to leave, just leave!"

His eyes suddenly brightened: "There are so many people, there will always be someone who is willing to practice your strange art, and those who are willing to stay, and follow you to prove the way, and those who have no intention of doing so, can't just die. There is no such reason in the world!"

Ling Xiaodian has always been powerful, and with his tough tone, many dissenting sects all had their backs, and they gritted their teeth and shouted: "Dianzhu Chen is right. Our clan has other matters that need to be dealt with urgently, so please let us go. "

"Or leave the two of them at your disposal, and the rest can leave on their own, right? You can't let everyone live and eat in Qianzhong Mountain for a lifetime."

Shang Yuan raised his hand.

The following objections and discussions came to an abrupt end.

He looked at the crowd thoughtfully, and his voice softened a bit: "Those who want to go, stand to the right first, and I'll see what everyone means."

Everyone was still hesitating, but Chen Feng sneered, and led the rest of his disciples to the right.

Chen Feng said coldly: "Sect Master Shang, I'm standing here. If the Cangqiong Sect wants to use others to stand out, we will fight to the end in the bloody battle of Lingxiao Palace."

Although he is self-willed and ruthless, he is the great master of Jianzong after all, and he is not willing to lose his arrogance in front of others.

Mu Anyang and Mu Qinghui looked at each other, they both guessed what the other was thinking, gritted their teeth, and led everyone from Shennonggu to stand over.

Mu Anyang stood still, and smiled cautiously: "It's really urgent in the valley, so I have to rush back. But if Senior Shang decides to lead someone to conquer the Demon Sect again, you can come to the valley to get the medicine pills you use."

After all, Ning Cheng and Shennonggu have always had a good relationship, so it is unlikely that they really want to kill all the disobedient sects. If they don't seize this opportunity, they may have long nights and dreams!

The head of the Haiqing Sect, and the Sect Master Li of the Lingwu Hall exchanged glances quietly, leading the clan members tacitly, and stood over silently.

Yu Wenhan turned his head and looked at Yu Wenli beside him: "Let's go."

Yu Wenli did not move.

He smiled wryly, and said in a low voice, "Grandfather, it's better to stay."

Yu Wenhan was startled suddenly, and glared at him angrily: "Do you dare to make up your own mind?"

Yu Wenli hesitated to speak: "Grandfather, please listen to grandson this time."

He didn't dare to speak loudly, and the look in his pair of phoenix eyes was complicated: "Living is more important than anything else."

Yu Wenhan became even more angry, gnashing his teeth: "If you don't come here, just stay here, our Yuwen family doesn't have a junior like you who is greedy for life and afraid of death!"

There was a little sadness in Yu Wenli's bright eyes.

But his feet seemed to have taken root, and they didn't move at all. From the beginning to the end, he didn't move to that side.

Yu Wenhan was furious, and waved his hand: "Whoever is willing to follow him, stay!"

Everyone in Yuwen's family was silent, who really dared to disobey the old man, except for the lame guard, they all followed Yuwenhan and stood to the right.

The rest of the sects discussed briefly, fearing that Shang Yuan would be dissatisfied, most of them left at least two disciples in the sect, and the rest stood to the right.

All of a sudden, one after another, almost half of the people were separated.

Shang Yuan turned his head to look at the same dark crowd on the left, with a gentle look on his face: "You all voluntarily stay and practice Canglong Jue?"

Someone immediately replied flatteringly: "Yes! I yearn for a stronger realm in my heart, and I am willing to take risks in cultivation!"

"Senior Shang is willing to give me a breakthrough protection, so what is there to be afraid of?"

"From now on, Senior Shang will be our reinvented parents. If the Sky Sect doesn't dislike it, I'm willing to join our sect instead!..."

In front of the crowd, Yuan Qinghang was wearing Haiqingmen's costumes, and mixed in with the remaining people, his expression was even more ecstatic: "We will do whatever the senior Shang told us to do, and there will be no more immortal sects in the world in the future, only The Cangqiong Sect family is the orthodox Immortal Sect, and Senior Shang is the No. 1 Nascent Soul in the world, an existence like a god."

His words were exaggerated and naive, with the fanatical admiration that seems to be possessed by young people, many people felt chills when they heard it, but on the high platform, Shang Yuan seemed to be very comfortable listening, nodded and said: "You are fine."

He turned his head to look at the group of people on the right, his expression changed, and he didn't speak immediately.

Inside the hall, it suddenly became quiet.

The people standing on the right looked at the few corpses that hadn't been dragged away on the ground, and suddenly felt a chill in their hearts, and some kind of fear struck their hearts again.

Shang Yuan said slowly: "If I really say that all immortal sects should take responsibility and no one is allowed to leave, what will you do?"

He spoke calmly, but the invisible coercion around him suddenly opened up, as if someone had suddenly covered everyone's mouth and nose, and all of them couldn't breathe smoothly for a while.

Chen Feng's expression changed suddenly, and the long sword in his hand swung across in front of him, and the invisible fluctuation forcibly tore apart the stagnant sense of closure.

He sternly said: "It's better to have broken pieces of jade than to be whole. I, Lingxiao Palace, don't want to be subordinated to others, Sect Master Shang, there are so many people here, kill them all if you have the ability!"

Mu Anyang looked at Mu Jiarong behind him, seeing his pale face and feeling uncomfortable, and then looking at Li Qinghong who was standing side by side with Shang Lang in the distance, his heart tossed even more.

He gritted his teeth, pulled out the sword in his hand, turned his feet, stood with his back facing Chen Feng, and said loudly: "Sect Master Shang, if we don't let us leave today, it's hard to say, those of us who are eager to return will have to force our way in. "

After the fog formation, under the auspices of Ning Cheng, the clans of the Immortal Sect have been fighting against the Demon Sect. The Lingxiao Palace and the Shennong Valley are being divided into a team.

The Lingxiao Palace is one of the most powerful sects in the Sword Sect, and Shennong Valley is the richest and most powerful existence in the Medicine Sect in the world. In addition, Yu Wenhan from the "Northern Yuwen" family of the Shu Sect has also come, and many people here feel that it is the most powerful faction. It's all certain.

——As long as everyone is united, no matter how powerful Shang Yuan is, he can't really kill so many sects!

If he really dared to act in such a perverse way, he was afraid that it would arouse real public outrage, and he would not be so frenzied.

At this moment, Ning Cheng on the high platform let out a very strange chuckle.

"Why, when did Lingxiao Temple and Shennonggu become so friendly? Can you trust each other with your back?"

Shang Lang in the distance was feeling weak, looking at him, his heart trembled suddenly, and he raised his head abruptly.

Yuan Qinghang stood in the crowd, his eyes suddenly shrunk, and he also thought of one thing, a huge crisis came out with a cold.

not good! ...

Ning Cheng flicked his long sleeves, and suddenly a black magic bird flew out from inside.

Like a black lightning bolt, the pure black tail feathers shone with a strange light, while flapping its wings, it circled above everyone's heads.

Yuan Qinghang's scalp tingled for a while.

Gossip falcon.

The black bird suddenly opened its mouth, and a sharp human voice resounded through the hall: "At the bottom of the soul-breaking cliff, the slaughtering dagger appears. The proud son of Ling Xiao, your soul flies away!"

Under everyone's horror and astonishment, it circled high and repeated again: "At the bottom of the soul-breaking cliff, the Tuling dagger appears. The proud son of Ling Xiao, the soul flies away!"

It has the same tone as the one that appeared in front of Mu Anyang's window, and the length of the sentence is exactly the same!

It's just that when the last one appeared, it yelled, "On the eighth day of the fifth lunar month, Yiling is green. How innocent is the child, the father left and the mother died!"

Of the same two birds, one exposed Li Qinghong's life experience and set off a bloody storm between Shen Nonggu and Li Hongling;

And this one finally put down the hanging sword hanging above Li Qinghong's head,

Even the newly established Xianzong alliance was instantly defeated and dispersed! ...

Yuan Qinghang's eyes were cold, and with a slight movement of his fingers, a silver needle wanted to shoot at the black bird, but someone was faster than him.

Chen Feng's figure flew upwards, grabbing the Gospel Falcon.

His face was ashen, he heard the bird say four words again, his face was ashen, like a ghost, he turned his head to look at Mu Anyang: "Master Mu Gu... what is this?"