After wearing a book, he had sex with Meiqiang, the miserable male second

The name 'Liuyunzong' exploded in the minds of all the monks like a thunderbolt. It was Liuyunzong, the fifth largest sect in the north!

For these casual cultivators and monks of small sects, the name 'Liuyunzong' is as far away as the bright moon in the sky. It is a place that only cultivating geniuses can enter.

It is said that the steps of Liuyunzong are all paved with jade, and there are hundreds of thousands of disciples in the sect, all of them are high-level monks who refine Qi, and there are no low-level monks. There are countless pills and talismans for the disciples to take use……

Everyone's eyes were focused on Jiang Yan and Xie Yusheng, their eyes were scorching, and that scorching gaze seemed to burn a hole in the two of them, this is the senior from Liuyun Sect!

Looking at the luxurious clothes, handsome faces and unique demeanor of the two of them, they really deserve to be disciples from the great sect.

Jiang Yan looked cold, and a look of disgust flashed in his eyes,

Just now, these monks looked at Brother Xie with extremely wretched eyes, but now that they know their identities and strengths, they put on a dignified appearance, which is really disgusting.

The chief disciple of the Nanyang School knew that the behavior of some monks had angered the two seniors just now, so he hurried forward and said respectfully: "Seniors, I am Su Jingrong, the head disciple of the Nanyang School.

Thank you two for coming to the Nanyang faction in your busy schedule to save the faction from being wiped out. "

Su Jingrong gave a deep salute to Jiang Yan and Xie Yusheng, and said in a rather sad tone: "As you two have seen, the head of our sect and the junior brother were all killed by this cruel demon cultivator, and many of the disciples in the sect were also killed by the demon cultivator. Casualties, I implore the two seniors to kill the demon cultivators immediately, so as to comfort the souls of the master and the junior brother in heaven."

Other Nanyang sect disciples also echoed with righteous indignation:

"That's right, kill him, kill this wolf-hearted Demon Cultivator!"

After the other monks heard this, they looked at each other in blank dismay.

If the two seniors in Liuyun killed Moxiu, how should the magic sword that gave birth to the sword spirit belong?

Well, there must be no room for them.

Then they spent the only magic weapon and talisman and waited here for a whole day, wouldn't it be a waste of time to make a wedding dress for someone else!

Thinking of this, all the cultivators couldn't help feeling resentful, but thinking of the painful appearance of those male cultivators who had their tongues cut off by one of them just now, they hurriedly lowered their heads to cover up the hatred in their eyes.

There are also some monks who are lucky. What if the seniors of Liu Yunzong see too many treasures and look down on this sword?

Does he still have a chance?

For a moment, all the monks' eyes flickered and their thoughts were different. They knew that the affairs of the Nanyang Sect had nothing to do with them, but no one retreated.

Jiang Yan saw their ugliness in his eyes, and smiled mockingly in his heart: Human greed is really terrible. There is only one sword, so it is destined to have only one master. If so many people fight for it, there will be countless deaths and injuries.

Oh, it really is an artificial death.

He turned to Su Jingrong and asked:

"Could you elaborate on the scene of the death of the sect master and the junior brother, as well as the relationship between 'Maxiu' and the two."

Although Su Jingrong didn't know why the seniors of the Liuyun Sect still wanted to know this, but he didn't dare to refuse, and recalled a little: "This demon cultivator's real name is Han Tianche, and he was brought back by my younger brother from a trip ten years ago.

We didn't like him when he first started, because he was eccentric and cold-blooded by nature, and he never talked to anyone except Wen Yang, the younger brother who brought him back.

Once he had a dispute with a junior, a red light flashed in those indifferent black eyes, it was very terrifying, like a monster. "

Su Jingrong paused when he said this, and seemed to be able to feel the surprise and shock at that time. People with red eyes have always been regarded as unknown. It is said that they are children born of the combination of demon cultivators and humans, and they are cruel and bloodthirsty by nature.

"So all the juniors and I went to report to the sect master, imploring him to be expelled from the sect.

After the head inspected his physique, he explained to us that there was nothing unusual about Han Tianche, and we were wrong to blame him.

After that, he tried his best to overcome all opinions, not only allowing him to stay in Nanyang Sect, but also accepting him as a disciple in an exceptional way. "

Su Jingrong: "Since then, I have rarely seen Han Tianche. I just heard that he is extremely talented. He was taken by the head master to teach him personally. This is an honor that all disciples do not have."

Jiang Yan and Xie Yusheng looked at each other. From this point of view, the head and Wen Yang are the two closest to Han Tianche, so why did he want to kill them?

Su Jingrong continued:

"Since Han Tianche was taken to Nanyang Peak, the only people he came into contact with were his junior brother and the head master.

He was admitted to the Nanyang School by his junior brother, and the only one he likes is the junior junior brother, and only the junior junior brother can communicate with him.

The junior brother was also very kind to him, and he often went to Nanyang Peak to look for him, so after going back and forth, feelings developed between the two of them, and they planned to become a Taoist couple. "

There was a bit of bitterness in his voice, Jiang Yan could tell that he also liked his junior brother Wen Yang, that's why he hated Han Tianche so much.

"But no one expected," Su Jingrong's voice suddenly rose, his teeth gnashing loudly: "On the wedding night, Han Tianche became possessed and almost killed my junior brother!

After the master found out, he came to suppress him overnight, which alarmed everyone in the door.But even so, the junior brother still never leaves him. "

"However, on the third day, both the junior brother and the sect leader died!

When my disciples and I arrived, the headmaster fell to the ground covered in blood, and the sword in his hand was dripping blood...

Before dying, the leader used his last breath to identify Han Tianche:

He had a demonic outburst, and even cruelly pushed the little junior into the alchemy furnace, made a pill and took it, and then killed the master! "

'hiss--'

The sound of inhalation sounded one after another around, refining the Taoist companion alive into a elixir, this magic cultivator is not ordinary cruelty!

Su Jingrong burst into tears, clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth and said in a hateful voice: "If it wasn't for my incompetence in cultivation, I would definitely cut this wolf-hearted man into pieces, throw him into the alchemy furnace, and try it... The pain of being refined little by little!"

All the disciples of the Nanyang School had red eyes with tears in their eyes after listening.

What a good person the head is, almost all of them are selected by the head one by one.

Before entering the sect, some people didn't even have enough to eat, suffering from hunger and cold, and finally found a place to stay after they came to the Nanyang sect.

Wen Yang is also the junior brother that everyone in the sect likes. He has a very good personality and is innocent. He always greets everyone with a smile, as if he will never get angry.

Moreover, he is talented and intelligent, no matter who asks for advice on his cultivation, he will generously answer it.

But this demon cultivator killed his master and Taoist companion so cruelly, how inhumane it is, it is devoid of conscience!

Su Jingrong stood in front of Jiang Yan and the two, lifted his hem, and knelt on the ground with both knees heavily, making a crisp 'dong' sound.

His eyes were red, and his expression contained deep-seated grief and determination. He looked straight at the two of them, and begged again: "I implore the two seniors to kill the demon cultivator Han Tianche, so as to comfort the master and the younger brother in heaven!"

As he spoke, he put his hands flat on the ground, touched his forehead to the ground, and maintained the motion of prostration, unable to kneel.

The other Nanyang sect disciples also imitated the big brother, knelt down on their knees in the direction of the two, and shouted: "I implore the two seniors to kill the demon cultivator Han Tianche, so as to comfort the master and the junior brother in heaven!"

"Kill him!" "Kill him!"

"kill him--"

I don't know who started to shout, all the monks present were agitated by this emotion, hundreds of people shouted at the same time, and the shouts shook the sky.

Under such circumstances, people are easily infected by such emotions. If the other disciples of Liuyun Sect were here, I am afraid that they would really kill Han Tianche directly as they wished.

But Jiang Yan and Xie Yusheng were calm and scary, and the expressions on their faces did not fluctuate at all.

Jiang Yan glanced at the 'magic cultivator' Han Tianche who was hidden in the black mist again. The other party was still unaware of all this, as if everything had nothing to do with him, and he was just looking for something intently.

He looked at the dozens of monks kneeling in front of him, and fell silent.

As soon as he got here, he felt something was wrong.

I thought it was a massacre caused by the bloodthirsty Moxiu, but until now, the "Moxiu" has not taken the initiative to take action. Instead, the besieging monks are aggressive and even try to snatch the opponent's sword.

After listening to Su Jingrong's words and what he saw just now, Jiang Yan can be sure that Han Tianche only killed two people: one is the teacher who taught him for ten years, and the other is that he accepted him from the beginning. Be an excellent Taoist companion to him.

Why did Han Tianche want to kill the two closest to him?

Judging by his current appearance, he didn't feel the slightest pleasure after the murder, instead, he was in pain and on the verge of collapse.

And the most important thing is - he is actually not a magician at all!

With a wave of Jiang Yan's sleeve robe, the monks kneeling on the ground felt an irresistible force lift them up until they stood up.

Everyone saw that this senior, who was less than 20 years old, lifted dozens of monks at the same time with just a small movement, without hurting each other. This use of spiritual power was extremely meticulous and terrifying.

So they stopped shouting and turned their eyes to him.

Jiang Yan looked at the red-eyed Nanyang disciples and said:

"The black mist surrounding Han Tianche is not magic energy, but an extremely rare 'evil spirit'.

The former is only after the monk has become a demon; the latter is born, and is regarded as unknown by many people, and his red eyes are also eroded by evil spirits.

Therefore, he was not possessed. "

When this statement came out, everyone was shocked.

It turns out that he is not a demon cultivator, so why...

Su Jingrong showed hatred when he heard the words,

"Then he deserves to die!

If he has not been corroded by the devil's energy, then he is cruel and bloodthirsty by nature, so if the devil is not eliminated and then quickly, when will he wait? ! "

"That's right!"

"That's right, damn it!"

Jiang Yan looked at the excited crowd and said to Su Jingrong:

"No one saw Han Tianche kill Wen Yang and the sect leader with their own eyes, maybe there is something hidden in it."

"What do you mean? You mean the leader is lying?"

Before Su Jingrong could speak, an impulsive Nanyang sect disciple standing beside him spoke first, his eyes full of hostility.

"Even if you are from the Flowing Cloud Sect, you can't slander our head!"

Seeing that the crowd was about to get excited again, Xie Yusheng immediately stepped forward to block Jiang Yan behind him. His handsome face was extremely cold, and he suddenly released the coercion of the foundation establishment period.

In an instant, everyone felt as if they were being strangled, and it was difficult to breathe. It seemed that there were thousands of boulders on their bodies, and they could only kneel on the ground in embarrassment, with their backs bent and cold sweat dripping down.

But counting the time, in the eyes of everyone, it seemed that a year had passed. After Xie Yusheng regained his coercion, they breathed heavily like the rest of their lives, and almost lost half their lives.

They didn't know until now that these two seniors turned out to be foundation-building monks! !

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