Hearing Ning Yang's words, Qian Zhiru was stunned: "Someone else did it? Could it be the Red Devil who escaped after being injured by you? He has a big enmity with you, and he has the strength to kill the grandmaster, it must be him." ”

On the island that day, Hong Shatian was slashed by Ning Yang's fire knife and fled, Qian Zhiru felt that Hong Shatian must have a grudge, and now she deliberately came to take revenge and let Ning Yang take the blame.

Only the strength of the Red Demon Heaven is enough to torture and kill the Grandmaster and escape, but no one will find out.

So when Qian Zhiru thought about it, she thought of the red sky.

Ning Yang shook his head and said, "It can't be him, he's dead." ”

"What, it's dead!" Qian Zhiru said dumbfounded.

Ning Yang nodded: "It's dead, it can't be him." ”

When Xue Ji came to see Ningyang, she said that Hong Shatian had died at her hands, so she killed the abbot of Dayun Temple. It certainly won't be done by the sky, it must be from someone else's hand.

Ning Yang couldn't figure out who did such a thing, but he wanted to let him take the blame.

Suddenly, Ning Yang thought of the grandmother-in-law he saw on the mountain today.

Her strength is unfathomable. It's definitely easy to kill the grandmaster, and she also has a crimson lust, so there's a good chance it's her!

However, according to the strength of that grandmother-in-law, if she did such a thing, she could leave calmly, so why should she throw the pot at Ning Yang? This made Ning Yang really unable to figure it out.

In fact, Grandma Yanzu did not intend to dump the pot to Ning Yang, and she also inadvertently let Ning Yang carry this black pot for her.

Their Ruthless Demon Sect was beaten and retreated overseas, swearing not to enter Huaxia, if it is learned that she returned to Huaxia, it will definitely cause the anger of the Huaxia high-level, and it is likely to cause a big war.

At present, the Ruthless Demon Sect is still recovering. Today's strength is not enough to fight against Huaxia.

So this time she sneaked into Huaxia secretly, planning to kill Master Jingneng and leave, not wanting people to see her.

And the reason why he used Crimson Lust to kill the Master of Static Energy was also the idea of blaming the Pink Demon Pavilion.

But she didn't expect that Dayun Temple not only did not suspect the Red Pink Demon Pavilion, but instead suspected Ning Yang, thinking that Master Jing Neng was killed by Ning Yang, which inadvertently made Ning Yang carry the black cauldron.

Ning Yang didn't know this, he couldn't figure out what the situation was, so he didn't think about it anymore.

Qian Zhiru was worried: "So far, whether you did it or not, it is not a good thing for you, this time, it is said that the Great Cloud Temple is going to unite those families to kill you, you had better leave Yunshan Town immediately, don't provoke these existences again!"

Ning Yang sneered: "My stupid Qianqian, do you think that with my strength, I will be afraid of them? Since they have joined forces to deal with me, I can just take them out of the pot, not only will I not leave." Tomorrow I have to go to their Great Cloud Temple to participate in the martial arts competition, I want to see how they join forces against me!"

This is an excellent opportunity to pretend to be forced, how could Ning Yang be willing to leave, so tomorrow. Ningyang must go to the martial arts competition.

Qian Zhiru had a headache and said: "I know your strength is high, but now you are provoking the entire Southern Martial Arts, of course they can't deal with you, but let me tell you, this martial arts competition." There is also the Xiuzhen sect that the state sends to guard it, if you really take care of the entire Southern Martial Arts, they will definitely take action and will not let you act recklessly. ”

"It's okay, it doesn't matter what kind of cultivation sect he has. I'll carry it all together, okay, I won't tell you, I still have to sleep, bye Xiao Qianqian!"

With Ningyang's realm of convincing Qibigu, in fact, he can sleep if he wants, and if he doesn't want to sleep, he just doesn't want to listen to Qian Zhiru say those things that worry about him, because it is in vain to say that Ning Yang has made up his mind. No matter what happens tomorrow, he must go up the mountain and break through.

If you don't go up and break through, then you will become a shrinking turtle, how will you go out and pretend to be forced in the future? When you pretend to be forced, will anyone still be afraid of you? Others will only say that this is a shrunken turtle who is so frightened that when he hears that others are going to deal with him, he runs away in fear and does not dare to come out.

Therefore, when he saw Qian Zhiru calling again, Ning Yang didn't answer, turned on the silent mode, put it next to the bed, and continued to sleep.

Qian Zhiru on the other side of the phone, seeing that Ning Yang didn't answer, was so angry that she dropped her mobile phone: "Ning Yang, you are too willful, Nan Wulin is tacitly approved by the state, if you really end Nan Wulin, it will attract the attention of the country, and even let Hualong Pavilion send a real master to deal with you!"

Come to think of this. Qian Zhiru felt that she was about to collapse, she didn't know what she could do for Ning Yang, as a member of her little Hualong Pavilion, she couldn't control the thoughts of the higher-ups above, she could only scratch her ears and cheeks helplessly, and stomp her feet in a hurry.

...

In the morning, Ning Yang looked at Li Ziqi, who was still sleeping beside him, and hit her with a mana, making a protection for her, and at the same time hypnotizing her that she could sleep until he came back.

This was done because Ning Yang didn't want to take her up the mountain, and he didn't want her to run around alone, otherwise someone who wanted to do something to Li Ziqi would not be by her side. It's too late to save her, it's better to let her fall asleep obediently in the hotel, with the mana protection he left, no one can hurt Li Ziqi.

After he finished pretending to be forced, he came back and woke up Li Ziqi.

Forthwith. Ningyang simply washed up and went out of the room.

As soon as he walked out of the door, Ning Yang saw Ming Mingyang, Shan Xuan and others, standing outside the door with a panicked look.

Ning Yang couldn't help but ask: "Are you waiting for me to participate in the martial arts tournament together? But why do you look scared? Although you can rest assured, with me here, I will definitely win a good ranking for you." ”

Tomorrow Yang did hesitate for a moment, and said in a trembling voice: "Mr. Ning, we are persuading you not to go, we are the Eight Martial Sects, and we don't want to ask Mr. Ning for you to do it for us." ”

Ning Yang frowned: "Why?"

Tomorrow Yang gritted his teeth and said, "Last night." Mr. Ning, did you go up the mountain again and kill the abbot of the Great Cloud Temple?"

"Oh, you know it too?" Ning Yang didn't expect that tomorrow Yang and they would also know about it.

"You really killed you?" Tomorrow Yang was shocked.

Ning Yang shook his head, meaning that he didn't explain what he had just said: "No, I mean that you also know about the killing of the presiding officer of the Dayun Temple, not that you admit that the abbot of the Dayun Temple was killed by me." ”

Tomorrow Yang was stunned: "It's not Mr. Ning, but now Dayun Temple has called on the entire family sect to participate in the martial arts competition, and plans to join forces to kill Mr. Ning, this doesn't mean..."

Ning Yang interrupted: "I understand what you mean, you mean that the Great Cloud Temple is so angry, doesn't this mean that I did it? I don't want to explain more, if you Eight Martial Sects don't want me to take action for you, I'm afraid that you will be implicated by me." I don't care, I'll just go up the mountain in my personal name. ”

After that, Ning Yang didn't care about Ming Yang and them, and left alone.

Looking at Ning Yang's back, cold sweat broke out on Tomorrow Yang's forehead, and he didn't know whether to follow or not.

That day, Ning Yang killed Yun Jiayun and smiled, and tomorrow Yang still felt that he had made the right bet, but now he changed his mind again, because Ning Yang killed the abbot of Dayun Temple again, and this matter was played with a big deal.

It's nothing to kill Yun Yixiao, tomorrow Yang estimates that the Yun family will not be willing to use the last chance to ask the Great Cloud Temple to make a move, which makes him not afraid.

What he has always been afraid of is the Dayun Temple, Ningyang has completely provoked the Dayun Temple this time, and now the Dayun Temple has called on the entire Nanwulin, which means that Ningyang wants to fight against the entire Nanwulin alone.

If Ningyang still goes to participate in the martial arts competition in the name of the Eight Martial Arts. Doesn't that mean that their Eight Martial Sects also have to face the entire Southern Martial Arts?

This made Ming Ming Yang dare not think about it, the Eight Martial Arts Sect did not have the strength to fight against the entire Southern Martial Arts, even with Ning Yang's anti-heaven existence, Tomorrow Yang did not feel that Ning Yang could fight against the entire Southern Martial Arts with his own strength.

So. The Eight Martial Sects are likely to be destroyed by Ning Yang!

That's why he begged Ning Yang not to go, as long as Ning Yang left, then he could explain to Dayun Temple afterwards that in fact, Ning Yang was not a real disciple of their Eight Martial Sects, but a cultivator he invited. Maybe Dayun Temple can still open the net and let go of the Eight Martial Arts.

Seeing that Ming Ming Yang didn't speak, Shan Xuan asked, "Senior Brother Ming, what should we do?

"Go ahead!" Tomorrow Yang sighed.

Today's Eight Martial Arts Sect is already difficult to ride a tiger. Why don't you go and take a look, maybe Ningyang can bring them miracles again?

...

At this time, the Dayun Temple has long been closed, and ordinary tourists cannot go up the mountain.

In the practice square of the inner temple of the Dayun Temple, there are many warriors sent by many families and sects to participate in the conference, no less than a thousand people, and in front of these people, there are many heads of families and sects standing.

If it was a martial arts conference in the past, it should be crowded and solemn at this time.

But now, the square is full of pin drops, no one makes a sound, and the atmosphere is extremely eerie, with a sense of impending wind and rain.

They were waiting for someone.

I don't know if that person dares to come.