City Primordial Witch King

Chapter 597
Ding Yi's words immediately reminded the audience present. Everyone's eyes were on Yunxi, and they kept looking at him, trying to find the sword that was originally held in his hand. That said, the sword is indeed gone!
"Okay! So it's really the sword's problem. It seems that what you said is somewhat reasonable!" Fei Yu smiled coldly, staring closely at Yunxi's eyes, as if he wanted to see the sword from him. What came out.

At this moment, Elder Liu, the referee watching from the sidelines, couldn't help interjecting: "I just said that there is something wrong with that sword! This kid is obviously a cultivator, how could he learn worldly martial arts, and even hold a sword in his hand?" Come to fight, isn't this an insult to our practice! Now it seems that there is indeed a problem with the sword, no wonder!"

As soon as Elder Liu said this, he immediately got the approval of many people.

In the world of comprehension, swords are generally controlled by the art of controlling the sword, and few people would use their hands to fight, and Yunxi's winning blow just happened to be the martial arts of the world, and what he wanted was to be surprised , this can win with one blow.

If nothing happened, this trick would probably become a topic that everyone talked about, and it would be praised by people in the cultivation world for a long time.

But now that people are killed because of this trick, then he is a maverick, disrespecting Feijian, and insulting practitioners!

"No wonder I found the last move very strange, it turned out to be premeditated!"

"That's right! How can we cultivators be reduced to holding swords with our hands!"

"It seems that senior brother Mo's death was premeditated. If this surname Mu didn't use this trick, how could senior brother Mo die?"

The disciples onlookers talked a lot, and they all pointed their finger at the move Yun Xi used in the competition, and that move, holding the sword in his right hand and taking advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness, was the move that Wei Xiao gave him a day ago of!

Yunxi couldn't argue for a while, anyway, Mo Qiushi did die because of this, no matter what he said, it must be wrong in the end, and any reason will be regarded as evasion in the end.

Lu Yuqing was also very anxious at the side. In this situation, once Brother Xiao, the master of the sword, is confessed, the ones waiting for Brother Xiao must be arrested by Changshengtang or even Xiumeng, even if he can escape by luck. If you are arrested, I am afraid that the rest of your life will never be peaceful.

If he didn't say anything, Yunxi might not be able to escape the law of cultivating the alliance with his life for his life. Today's competition against Yunmeng Pavilion was considered a complete failure.

On one side is the future pillar of Yunmeng Pavilion who has just won the competition, and on the other side is the one who has spared no effort to help her and good friends of Yunmeng Pavilion.

Between the two, she didn't know how to choose...

Elder Mu stood between Yunxi and Lu Yuqing. After looking left and right, he saw that the expressions of both of them were a little strange. His heart moved and he suddenly remembered something.

"Yunxi, does that red sword belong to that casual cultivator named Wei Xiao?" Elder Mu asked quietly in Yunxi's ear.

When Yunxi heard Grandpa's question, his expression turned bitter, and he nodded silently.

Seeing his grandson like this, Elder Mu instantly understood what was going on.A few days ago, he originally wanted to teach his grandson himself, but he couldn't be seen all the time. Finally, when he asked Lu Yuqing, he learned that someone was already teaching Yunxi, and he had helped Yunxi Mengge won the first place in Xiumeng Grand Tournament, Sanxiu Wei Xiao.

It was precisely because the other party had some background and was quite capable that Elder Mu acquiesced in this matter and stopped disturbing Yunxi's training.

But now, because of the other party's teaching, Yunxi killed someone, and seeing that he was about to kill someone, Elder Mu felt annoyed for a while!
But when Qi returns to Qi, Elder Mu is also very entangled in his heart, and he doesn't know how to choose...

At this time, as the reviewer of this matter, Rainbow Sword Fei Yu couldn't bear it long ago, and asked Yunxi coldly: "Why, don't you have nothing to say? If you have nothing to say, then I will announce the result according to the law of Xiumeng!"

The clue has already come to the sword, but everyone present at that time was focused on Mo Qiushi's death, and few people noticed the whereabouts of the sword. The only one who still had an impression, Ding Yi, only remembered the sword It's red and looks kind of weird.

The only one who knew the ins and outs of the sword was probably Mu Yunxi himself, and he refused to speak, so Elder Fei had no choice but to threaten him with the law of cultivating the alliance.

"Senior Brother Fei is right. Since he refuses to confess, let him pay for his life. Anyway, Nephew Mo died at his hands. Everyone in the room saw it with their own eyes. It can't be wrong!" The referee Elder Liu also said. Can't help but say.

In this matter, only Mo Qiushi from Changsheng Hall has died, so the hatred between the two parties is not big enough. If the people from Changsheng Hall kill Mu Yunxi from Yunmeng Pavilion, one person from both sides will die. Genius, this deadly feud can no longer be resolved!
In this way, it is a godsend opportunity for Xuantian Guan. Not to mention that both parties lost a genius, it is even more impossible for them to reconcile. From now on, only Xuantian Guan can walk between the two factions , and Changshengtang and Yunmeng Pavilion have only one way to fight to the end.

"exactly!"

"Murder for life!"

"Never let this guy go!"

When Elder Tong saw the excitement among the Changsheng Hall disciples around him, he couldn't help himself. He raised his hand to Fei Yu and said, "Senior Brother Fei, please make the decision for my disciple!"

However, among a group of angry Changsheng Hall disciples, there was one person who was unusually calm. Ding Yi frowned, clenched his right hand into a fist, and tapped his head lightly, as if he was thinking hard. What.

The next moment, he suddenly came to his senses, stood up without warning, and asked loudly: "Mu Yunxi, that sword is not from Yunmeng Pavilion, but borrowed from you by an outsider, right?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in Yunmeng Pavilion looked over at the same time, especially Yunxi and Yuqing, their hearts jumped suddenly, and for a moment they felt afraid that Ding Yi would tell the truth.

Without waiting for the other party's answer, Ding Yi held his head high and continued with unusual confidence: "I was surprised before, how could you, a dignified cultivator, be reduced to using secular martial arts? Later, I thought about it carefully for a while and finally understood that you The move I used before actually gave me a very familiar feeling, and it seemed to be very similar to a move used by a certain casual cultivator."

"Now I'm finally sure, the trick you used was taught by that person, and the red sword must also be his!"

"He taught you the winning moves and lent you your powerful sword to help you win the fight. That's why you've been refusing to speak, right?"

(End of this chapter)