The long-suppressed anger of the disciples of the Purple Yan Sect erupted like a volcano with Zu Tiangang's "Then fight".

One by one, their true yuan was surging, their fighting spirit soared, and their murderous spirit was soaring, and they couldn't wait to immediately rush to the stone platform to teach Fang Bai a hard lesson, and maintain the dignity and glory of the Purple Yan Sect, the largest sect in the Thousand Lakes Country.

There were hundreds of disciples of the Purple Flame Sect at the scene, and they were all elites among the tens of thousands of disciples of the Purple Flame Sect, and their murderous aura and anger converged together, forming a coercion that enveloped all directions, making the disciples of the other sects tremble.

The three-grade sect, the strong are like clouds, and if they are not angry, they are already angry, and they are angry.

"Bitao Martial Academy, it's going to be over......"

Except for a few people at the scene, the other warriors all thought so.

Fang Bai's provocation had already angered the Purple Yan Sect, and it was to be expected that not only would it be difficult for Fang Bai to have a good result for himself, but even the Bitao Martial Academy, where he was located, would suffer from the retaliation of the Purple Flame Sect.

On the stone platform, Ge Feng's face was as dead as ashes, full of despair.

Under the stone platform, Shen Yulin and the other disciples of the Bitao Martial Academy had bloodless faces and looked frightened.

They had already thought of the terrible result of Fang Bai's provocation of the Purple Yan Sect, and they knew that the ten people on their side would probably find it difficult to return to the Bitao Martial Academy alive.

Liu Qingqing was also a little nervous at first, but when she saw Fang Bai on the stone platform who was calm and calm, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, she quickly calmed down.

Liu Qingqing knew that Fang Bai would not be untargeted, and if he dared to provoke the Ziyan Sect repeatedly, he would definitely have the confidence and grasp to deal with the various possibilities that followed.

Liu Qingqing has an almost blind worship and trust for Fang Bai, she is Fang Bai's loyal follower, even if Fang Bai pokes a hole in the sky and provokes the wrath of the gods, she will not hesitate to stand with Fang Bai, make enemies of the gods, and die without resentment.

"Fang Bai, if you want to die, you can die yourself, don't pull us along! Ancestor Master, it is Fang Bai who provokes you, and it has nothing to do with us! If you want to kill him, kill him, let us go!"

Yang Lin suddenly screamed hoarsely, a fairly handsome face, distorted and deformed from fear and fear, looking hateful.

Yang Lin's shout attracted the attention of the disciples of the major sects around him, and many people looked at him with disdain in their eyes.

As a fellow disciple, Yang Lin was at this juncture of life and death, even if he didn't stand on the same front as Fang Bai, he shouldn't have said such a down-to-earth thing, he was really inferior and despicable.

"Yang Lin, you...... You're damned!"

Ge Feng pointed at Yang Lin, his body trembling slightly from anger.

"Damn it's Fang Bai! it's Fang Bai!"

Yang Lin was not afraid of Ge Feng at this time, he pointed at Fang Bai frantically and roared: "Fang Bai, this bastard, arrogant and ignorant, does not measure his strength, provokes the Ziyan Sect, he wants to bring us all to the point of no return! Elder Ge, I know that you value Fang Bai very much, but do you still want to defend him at this time? Okay, if you want to die with him, please do it yourself! I don't want to die! I want to live well!"

"Yang Lin, you're crazy!"

"If you are disrespectful to Elder Ge, you will be punished by the rules of the court!"

"What you say is a great rebellion!"

Among the disciples of Bitao Martial Academy, Shen Yulin, Huang Miao, and Liu Qingqing scolded and were angry.

Although the other disciples despised Yang Lin's character, they were also dissatisfied with Fang Bai's provocation of the Purple Yan Sect, so they were all silent.

"What Elder Ge said is right, you sons of Bitao Martial Academy's disciples, you really deserve to die if you eat inside and out!"

Zu Tiangang on the side suddenly said gloomily.

As soon as he said this, Yang Lin looked at Zu Tiangang on the stone platform in disbelief as if he had been shocked, his body trembled like chaff, and his face instantly lost its blood.

"Ancestor Master, what do you mean by this?"

Ge Feng glanced at Yang Lin, his heart was full of doubts, and then he looked at Zu Tiangang and asked with a frown.

"This person's name is Yang Lin, right?"

Zu Tiangang looked at Yang Lin with an indifferent expression, ignoring his pleading gaze at all, and said slowly: "This person ran to our Purple Flame Sect last night and said that Fang Bai, a disciple of your Bitao Martial Academy, has a good relationship with a martial artist named Bai Fang. Elder Ge, I don't know if this is true or not?"

Ge Feng suddenly changed color, and suddenly turned his head to look at Yang Lin, his eyes revealing boundless anger and murderous intent.

Regarding the acquaintance between Fang Bai and that Bai senior, Ge Feng told the disciples of the Martial Academy around him more than once, telling them to keep secrets and not to leak them, especially not to let the disciples of the Ziyan Sect know, so as not to bring death to Fang Bai and cause trouble to the Bitao Martial Academy.

But what Ge Feng never expected was that what he was most worried about still happened, Yang Lin, this guy, actually secretly told Ziyanzong the secret of Fang Bai's acquaintance with Bai's seniors, he was going to put Fang Bai to death!

What Yang Lin did is already equivalent to the crime of treason, and the crime is unforgivable!

Ge Feng's chest was full of anger, he pointed at Yang Lin, and said sharply: "Beast, you deserve to be punished for your crimes! Yulin, you come and clean up the portal!"

Before his words fell, Yang Lin under the stone platform had already screamed, exerted his strength and fled into the distance.

Shen Yulin's pretty eyes were cold, she snorted coldly, her body shook slightly, and she chased after Yang Lin.

Yang Lin was only a disciple of the inner courtyard with a heaven-level mid-level cultivation, while Shen Yulin was a personal disciple with a heaven-level consummation cultivation, and the gap between the two small realms doomed Yang Lin to death.

Yang Lin fled a hundred meters away, and he felt a wind in the back of his head, and a strong and powerful True Yuan force attacked, and he couldn't help but feel the death of his soul.

"I'm fighting with you!"

Yang Lin roared, turned around and punched Shen Yulin hard, without any defense, it was completely a life-fighting style.

It's just that the gap between his strength and Shen Yulin is too big, and it is completely wishful thinking to fight for his life.

Shen Yulin's waist twisted slightly, avoiding Yang Lin's bombardment, and at the same time, his body advanced at a high speed, and his right palm turned into a knife shape and slashed at Yang Lin's throat.

Click-

With a soft sound, Yang Lin's throat bone shattered and he received a fatal blow.

Yang Lin's eyes bulged outward, his mouth was half open, his hideous and distorted expression froze on his face, and a "ho-ho" sound came out of his throat, and then his body slowly collapsed to the ground, and after a few convulsions, he was out of breath.

Fang Bai witnessed Yang Lin being executed, and there was not a trace of turmoil in his expression.

On the way to the Purple Yan Sect before, Fang Bai could feel Yang Lin's hostility towards him, but he didn't expect that he would actually tell the Purple Yan Sect, this kind of behavior was really bad, if he stayed in the Bitao Martial Academy, it would be a scourge in the future, and it would not be a pity to die.

Shen Yulin killed Yang Lin with one move, and didn't look at his corpse, he used his body technique, quickly returned to the disciples of the Bitao Martial Academy, and said to the stone platform with his fists: "Elder Yuge, the disciple is fortunate not to be dishonored, and Yang Lin has been killed!"

Ge Feng nodded, turned his gaze to Fang Bai, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say, and finally turned into a heavy sigh.

(End of chapter)