Once upon a time there was a sword-questioner
Chapter 263 Taking office
Chapter 263 Taking office
Wu Cangyu quickly passed along the mountains, and soon landed on the hanging island, directly throwing the figure on the shoulder to the ground, stirring up some dust.
Isn't he in retreat?
Why would someone show up here?
Where did he bring it back?Who is that man?
Isn't Kunlun Mountain sealed by the source array?
Ignoring everyone's gaze, Wu Cangyu directly knelt down on one knee towards Tang Ge, and said respectfully, "I pay my respects to Uncle Zhang Teacher, the disciple is lucky to live up to his fate."
Tango nodded with a smile.
A wind blew across the hanging island, blowing off the black scarf on the man's face on the ground, revealing a cold, pale, lifeless man's face.
He is Bu Tianyan.
When everyone looked carefully, they discovered that there was an insignificant line of blood between his eyebrows. It was a sword wound, and it was a fatal wound.
The disciples of Kunlun Mountain suddenly remembered what Lin Yuanshan said just now, that Bu Tianyan is Qingyan, and now he is really dead.
There is no evidence for Lin Yuanshan's words. Qingyan is dead now, and judging from the situation here, Tang Ge sent Wu Cangyu to kill him. No one guessed how Wu Cangyu did it. In short, Tang Ge indirectly killed Qingyan , who would dare to say that he has something to do with ghosts?
Tang Ge said, "Not bad."
Others thought he was praising Wu Cangyu for killing Bu Tianyan, but only Wu Cangyu knew that Tang Ge was talking about his current state.
He nodded calmly.
Tang Ge looked at Lin Yuanshan again and said, "If you have anything else to say, just say it."
Lin Yuanshan's face was gloomy and he couldn't speak at all.
Tang Ge said: "If you don't say it, then I will say something."
Hearing this, Lin Yuanshan's expression became inexplicably exciting.
Tang Ge left the Devil May Cry Sword with his hands, clasped it behind his back, and walked a few steps forward, crossing Linyuan Mountain and Pei Qiuhan and others. He stood on this side of the crack, opposite Nian Li, Wu Cangyu and others.
"It's still the same question, whether these things are true or not, how do you know?"
Tang Ge turned his back to Lin Yuanshan, his eyes flicked across the faces of Wu Cangyu and other younger generations, his eyes were full of admiration.
Lin Yuanshan said coldly: "Of course someone told me."
Tang Ge said: "You believe what others say? Who told you?"
Lin Yuanshan remained silent with a gloomy expression.
Tang Ge glanced at the green smoke on the ground and said, "It must be him."
Countless disciples of Kunlun Mountain were shocked.
Lin Yuanshan suddenly turned around, and shouted angrily: "Don't spit blood."
Tang Ge turned around, looked at him quietly and said: "It is not easy to step into Wuxiang after many years of practice. If you don't cause trouble today, I would have given you a chance to reform, but unfortunately you are too ambitious."
A low growl came from Lin Yuanshan's throat, and he said, "What do you mean?"
"What do you mean?"
Tang Ge's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said, "Cang Yu, Wen Zhuo!"
Hearing this, Wu Cangyu immediately sacrificed the small bone sword, and the golden sword light spread, sweeping directly towards the crowd.
Countless disciples scattered in shock, only one of them froze in place, too nervous to move.
Several golden sword lights trapped the man, and Lin Yuanshan's eyes showed fear.
After Wen Zhuo hesitated for a moment, the black sword emerged, turning into a black line and directly piercing the man's shoulder.
"Why? Why are you a ghost!"
Wen Zhuo's heart-piercing roar resounded throughout the hanging island.
……
……
There was a young disciple trapped in the golden sword light. His appearance was somewhat similar to Wen Zhuo. The black line pierced his shoulder and blood spurted out instantly.
His name is Wen Sheng, Wen Zhuo's clan brother. The two have studied together since they were young, practiced together, and grew up together. They are close blood relatives and brothers of the same school. Naturally, their relationship is very deep.
The only difference is that Wen Zhuo's talent is much higher than his.
It was the first time Wu Cangyu discovered his identity during the Battle of Tongxiang, but he was not embarrassed.
In the ruins of the ancient battlefield last year, Ning Zhiqiu also discovered that there was a ghost in Kunlun Mountain, and told Wu Cangyu about it.
"Why? Why?"
Wen Zhuo was already in tears, holding the black sword in his hand, trembling slightly.
Tantai Li looked at him, his eyes changing slightly.
Wen Sheng laughed miserably, knelt down powerlessly, buried his head very low, and growled, "I can't help it, I'm sorry..."
As the sobbing voice fell, a black mist suddenly surged out of his celestial cap.
The Kunlun Mountain disciples were fearful at first, and then they all looked at Wen Sheng under the black mist with cold eyes. The sword energy and the sky-reaching true energy were faintly erupting, and they were ready to kill the traitor at any time when the head teacher gave an order.
"brute!"
An angry shout came out, and Lin Yuanshan's figure disappeared instantly, and his majestic aura pressed towards Wen Sheng.
Tang Ge's eyes froze.
At the same time, a white light and a sharp sword energy quickly fell towards the space in front of Wen Sheng.
That was Pei Qiuhan and Jing Lu making the move.
A muffled groan came out, and Lin Yuanshan appeared in shape, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and the white light and sword energy fell on him accurately just now.
Pei Qiuhan and Jing Lu appeared in front of him.
Wen Zhuo came back to his senses and shouted: "Master, you actually want to silence your mouth!"
Wen Sheng was even more desperate, and the miserable smile on his face became more and more intense. There was no hatred in his eyes looking at Lin Yuanshan, only endless disappointment.
Why did you choose me and then abandon me in the end?
There was a hideous wound on Lin Yuanshan's shoulder and chest. Fortunately, Pei Qiuhan and Jing Lu didn't attack with all their strength, otherwise he would surely die.
Jing Lu said coldly, "What are you doing?"
Lin Yuanshan said unwillingly: "He is my disciple, he has gone astray, and he should clean up the door!"
Jing Lu ignored him, but looked at Tang Ge.
Tang Ge looked at Lin Yuanshan through the crack and said, "What good did the ghost give you?"
Lin Yuanshan roared: "I have nothing to do with ghosts!"
Tang Ge said: "Still stubborn."
After the words fell, Pei Qiuhan and Jing Lu gushed out majestic sword energy again, and countless beams of sword light trapped Lin Yuanshan, and at the same time, extremely pure sky-reaching true energy flowed into his body.
Lin Yuanshan's complexion instantly became extremely ferocious, like a beast whose scales have been touched.
The minds of countless disciples in Kunlun Mountain were even more frightened, and they retreated one after another, and the elders of Qianyuan Shangjing also dared not speak.
With the joint efforts of Pei Qiuhan and Jing Lu, two practitioners of the Wuxiang Upper Realm, Lin Yuanshan was unable to resist at all, and soon black energy permeated his body.
Countless gazes became cold and fierce, Lin Yuanshan not only colluded with the ghosts, but also practiced their secret techniques.
Wen Zhuo's face was wet and his body was shaking violently.
Wen Sheng didn't move at all, kneeling on the ground like a dead man.
Tang Ge looked at Lin Yuanshan, who was shrouded in black air, and said: "Put Lin Yuanshan and Wen Sheng in the mountain prison, and deal with them after the succession ceremony."
"Yes!"
Pei Qiuhan said in response, with a wave of his big hand, a group of elders and disciples rushed out from the crowd, and brought Lin Yuanshan and Wen Sheng to the depths of Kunlun Mountain.
Countless eyes looked at the red figure under the Tongtian Pagoda again, all of them were sincerely convinced, full of awe, and even a little bit of fear.
Dealing with Lin Yuanshan was his first move after taking over as head coach.
"Disciple pays respects to the headmaster!"
"Let's meet the headmaster!"
Everyone knelt down on one knee and saluted Tang Ge respectfully, including Pei Qiuhan, Jing Lu and other powerhouses in the Phaseless Realm. The deafening voices could not dissipate for a long time.
After a long time, when the sound gradually faded away, Tang Ge glanced at everyone and said: "From now on, Wu Cangyu will be the Lord of Chenya, and Yu Jian will be the Lord of Taichu Cliff."
(End of this chapter)
Wu Cangyu quickly passed along the mountains, and soon landed on the hanging island, directly throwing the figure on the shoulder to the ground, stirring up some dust.
Isn't he in retreat?
Why would someone show up here?
Where did he bring it back?Who is that man?
Isn't Kunlun Mountain sealed by the source array?
Ignoring everyone's gaze, Wu Cangyu directly knelt down on one knee towards Tang Ge, and said respectfully, "I pay my respects to Uncle Zhang Teacher, the disciple is lucky to live up to his fate."
Tango nodded with a smile.
A wind blew across the hanging island, blowing off the black scarf on the man's face on the ground, revealing a cold, pale, lifeless man's face.
He is Bu Tianyan.
When everyone looked carefully, they discovered that there was an insignificant line of blood between his eyebrows. It was a sword wound, and it was a fatal wound.
The disciples of Kunlun Mountain suddenly remembered what Lin Yuanshan said just now, that Bu Tianyan is Qingyan, and now he is really dead.
There is no evidence for Lin Yuanshan's words. Qingyan is dead now, and judging from the situation here, Tang Ge sent Wu Cangyu to kill him. No one guessed how Wu Cangyu did it. In short, Tang Ge indirectly killed Qingyan , who would dare to say that he has something to do with ghosts?
Tang Ge said, "Not bad."
Others thought he was praising Wu Cangyu for killing Bu Tianyan, but only Wu Cangyu knew that Tang Ge was talking about his current state.
He nodded calmly.
Tang Ge looked at Lin Yuanshan again and said, "If you have anything else to say, just say it."
Lin Yuanshan's face was gloomy and he couldn't speak at all.
Tang Ge said: "If you don't say it, then I will say something."
Hearing this, Lin Yuanshan's expression became inexplicably exciting.
Tang Ge left the Devil May Cry Sword with his hands, clasped it behind his back, and walked a few steps forward, crossing Linyuan Mountain and Pei Qiuhan and others. He stood on this side of the crack, opposite Nian Li, Wu Cangyu and others.
"It's still the same question, whether these things are true or not, how do you know?"
Tang Ge turned his back to Lin Yuanshan, his eyes flicked across the faces of Wu Cangyu and other younger generations, his eyes were full of admiration.
Lin Yuanshan said coldly: "Of course someone told me."
Tang Ge said: "You believe what others say? Who told you?"
Lin Yuanshan remained silent with a gloomy expression.
Tang Ge glanced at the green smoke on the ground and said, "It must be him."
Countless disciples of Kunlun Mountain were shocked.
Lin Yuanshan suddenly turned around, and shouted angrily: "Don't spit blood."
Tang Ge turned around, looked at him quietly and said: "It is not easy to step into Wuxiang after many years of practice. If you don't cause trouble today, I would have given you a chance to reform, but unfortunately you are too ambitious."
A low growl came from Lin Yuanshan's throat, and he said, "What do you mean?"
"What do you mean?"
Tang Ge's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said, "Cang Yu, Wen Zhuo!"
Hearing this, Wu Cangyu immediately sacrificed the small bone sword, and the golden sword light spread, sweeping directly towards the crowd.
Countless disciples scattered in shock, only one of them froze in place, too nervous to move.
Several golden sword lights trapped the man, and Lin Yuanshan's eyes showed fear.
After Wen Zhuo hesitated for a moment, the black sword emerged, turning into a black line and directly piercing the man's shoulder.
"Why? Why are you a ghost!"
Wen Zhuo's heart-piercing roar resounded throughout the hanging island.
……
……
There was a young disciple trapped in the golden sword light. His appearance was somewhat similar to Wen Zhuo. The black line pierced his shoulder and blood spurted out instantly.
His name is Wen Sheng, Wen Zhuo's clan brother. The two have studied together since they were young, practiced together, and grew up together. They are close blood relatives and brothers of the same school. Naturally, their relationship is very deep.
The only difference is that Wen Zhuo's talent is much higher than his.
It was the first time Wu Cangyu discovered his identity during the Battle of Tongxiang, but he was not embarrassed.
In the ruins of the ancient battlefield last year, Ning Zhiqiu also discovered that there was a ghost in Kunlun Mountain, and told Wu Cangyu about it.
"Why? Why?"
Wen Zhuo was already in tears, holding the black sword in his hand, trembling slightly.
Tantai Li looked at him, his eyes changing slightly.
Wen Sheng laughed miserably, knelt down powerlessly, buried his head very low, and growled, "I can't help it, I'm sorry..."
As the sobbing voice fell, a black mist suddenly surged out of his celestial cap.
The Kunlun Mountain disciples were fearful at first, and then they all looked at Wen Sheng under the black mist with cold eyes. The sword energy and the sky-reaching true energy were faintly erupting, and they were ready to kill the traitor at any time when the head teacher gave an order.
"brute!"
An angry shout came out, and Lin Yuanshan's figure disappeared instantly, and his majestic aura pressed towards Wen Sheng.
Tang Ge's eyes froze.
At the same time, a white light and a sharp sword energy quickly fell towards the space in front of Wen Sheng.
That was Pei Qiuhan and Jing Lu making the move.
A muffled groan came out, and Lin Yuanshan appeared in shape, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and the white light and sword energy fell on him accurately just now.
Pei Qiuhan and Jing Lu appeared in front of him.
Wen Zhuo came back to his senses and shouted: "Master, you actually want to silence your mouth!"
Wen Sheng was even more desperate, and the miserable smile on his face became more and more intense. There was no hatred in his eyes looking at Lin Yuanshan, only endless disappointment.
Why did you choose me and then abandon me in the end?
There was a hideous wound on Lin Yuanshan's shoulder and chest. Fortunately, Pei Qiuhan and Jing Lu didn't attack with all their strength, otherwise he would surely die.
Jing Lu said coldly, "What are you doing?"
Lin Yuanshan said unwillingly: "He is my disciple, he has gone astray, and he should clean up the door!"
Jing Lu ignored him, but looked at Tang Ge.
Tang Ge looked at Lin Yuanshan through the crack and said, "What good did the ghost give you?"
Lin Yuanshan roared: "I have nothing to do with ghosts!"
Tang Ge said: "Still stubborn."
After the words fell, Pei Qiuhan and Jing Lu gushed out majestic sword energy again, and countless beams of sword light trapped Lin Yuanshan, and at the same time, extremely pure sky-reaching true energy flowed into his body.
Lin Yuanshan's complexion instantly became extremely ferocious, like a beast whose scales have been touched.
The minds of countless disciples in Kunlun Mountain were even more frightened, and they retreated one after another, and the elders of Qianyuan Shangjing also dared not speak.
With the joint efforts of Pei Qiuhan and Jing Lu, two practitioners of the Wuxiang Upper Realm, Lin Yuanshan was unable to resist at all, and soon black energy permeated his body.
Countless gazes became cold and fierce, Lin Yuanshan not only colluded with the ghosts, but also practiced their secret techniques.
Wen Zhuo's face was wet and his body was shaking violently.
Wen Sheng didn't move at all, kneeling on the ground like a dead man.
Tang Ge looked at Lin Yuanshan, who was shrouded in black air, and said: "Put Lin Yuanshan and Wen Sheng in the mountain prison, and deal with them after the succession ceremony."
"Yes!"
Pei Qiuhan said in response, with a wave of his big hand, a group of elders and disciples rushed out from the crowd, and brought Lin Yuanshan and Wen Sheng to the depths of Kunlun Mountain.
Countless eyes looked at the red figure under the Tongtian Pagoda again, all of them were sincerely convinced, full of awe, and even a little bit of fear.
Dealing with Lin Yuanshan was his first move after taking over as head coach.
"Disciple pays respects to the headmaster!"
"Let's meet the headmaster!"
Everyone knelt down on one knee and saluted Tang Ge respectfully, including Pei Qiuhan, Jing Lu and other powerhouses in the Phaseless Realm. The deafening voices could not dissipate for a long time.
After a long time, when the sound gradually faded away, Tang Ge glanced at everyone and said: "From now on, Wu Cangyu will be the Lord of Chenya, and Yu Jian will be the Lord of Taichu Cliff."
(End of this chapter)
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