"I ......" Jianmen said, his face hesitated, and he was in a dilemma. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Sect Master! Qi Spirit Sect is now sending a letter request. If we continue to delay and annoy the Qi Spirit Sect, and they use this as an excuse to attack our Sword Gate, what should I do? Now that my Sword Sect is weak, it will not be easy to barely inherit it to this day, and it will never come to us and break the inheritance! Genius, there will be more in the future. But if the Sword Gate is gone, then there is nothing!"

The three elders raised their voices and said earnestly, every word was for the sake of the Sword Gate inheritance. It made the Sword Gate Master even more hesitant.

"Forget it, we can't get any result from arguing here, so let's directly tell all the disciples of the Sword Sect about this matter, and the disciples will vote on it. If more than half of the disciples ask that Ye Feng be sent to the Qi Spirit Sect to study the Fa, then we will do so. If it's the opposite, then we can't hand over Yefeng no matter what we say," the second elder spoke. He is an elder of law enforcement, and his advice at this time is the most just and unbiased.

"Okay, that's it. ”

The elders nodded, believing that this was feasible.

"Okay, then we'll gather all the disciples and go to the Sword Training Hall. ”

The Sword Gate Master nodded in agreement.

After making up their minds, everyone notified their disciples one after another and went to the sword training hall.

After all, Ye Feng only had the cultivation of the eighth layer of the Qi Refining Period, and his speed was much slower than that of the elders. In just a moment, Ye Feng was left behind by the elders.

When Ye Feng arrived at the Sword Training Hall, he found that the Sword Training Hall was already overcrowded, almost next to each other, and there was no room to even turn his body! Even so, there were still people who came to the Sword Training Hall either on flying swords or by the master. The entire sword training hall was full of people and noisy, like a huge vegetable market, and even the place to settle was about to be gone.

Nightfront barely found a place to settle down and landed on the ground. Gently patted the red-robed disciple in front of him: "Excuse me, I want to go over." ”

The disciple turned his head with a look of surprise on his face.

"Senior Brother Night, is that you?"

Seeing that the person in front of him was Wang Hu, who he hadn't seen for a long time, Ye Feng smiled. He looked Wang Hu up and down, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Wang, you are also here." After I went out to practice, then Li Shan didn't trouble you, right?"

"I ......"

Wang Hu bit his lower lip, with a struggle on his face, and he looked hesitant.

"Ah! it's Demon Cultivator Nightfront!"

At this time, a disciple suddenly recognized Ye Feng and exclaimed.

"What! Is that the Demon Cultivator Yefeng who destroyed the entire Tenglong Imperial City for his own selfish desires that the Qi Spirit Sect said?!"

"What! He's Nightfeng? What is he going to do?"

……

There was a commotion in the already crowded sword training hall. Then, everyone scrambled to move away from the Nightfront, as if Nightfront were the source of some terrible plague.

In an instant, a path appeared in the crowd. Isolated Ye Feng and Wang Hu there, it looks conspicuous and abnormal!

"Hey, hey, who's next to that Demon Cultivator Yefeng? Could it be that it's also a Demon Cultivator?"

"I know him, he is the personal disciple of the Sixth Elder, and his name is Wang Hu. He's not a demon cultivator. But how did he get with that demon cultivator at Yefeng?

"What!" a disciple exclaimed, "Could he also be a demon cultivator?"

All of a sudden, the entire sword training hall fell silent, and everyone turned their heads to look at Ye Feng and Wang Hu.

Being stared at by so many people, Wang Hu instantly became red-faced and a little overwhelmed.

It was only a short time before Wang Hu made a decision. He raised his head, his face had returned to normal, and walked directly into the crowd, leaving Ye Feng alone.

"Senior Brother Night, I'm sorry. ”

As Wang Hu passed by him, Ye Feng clearly heard what Wang Hu said to him. Then, as Ye Feng expected, Wang Hu really entered the crowd and was in the company of those who didn't believe him.

"I don't know any demon cultivators at all!"

After entering the crowd, Wang Hu shouted. Ye Feng, whose eyes were cold, almost wondered if Wang Hu had said anything sorry for him.

Then, Wang Hu's next sentence made Ye Feng laugh.

"He's a disaster star at all! Whoever gets close to him won't end well! Senior Brother Li Sijian and Senior Sister Yan were both killed by him! I agree to hand him over to the Qi Spirit Sect to correct the Fa! Give the Tenglong Imperial City justice! Let the unjust souls of the Tenglong Imperial City rest in peace!"

"Hehe......"

Yes, Nightblade smiled. He smiled sadly, with a sadness on his face, but his eyes grew colder and colder.

In the end, Ye Feng didn't look at Wang Hu again, he turned around directly, walked in the direction of the crowd parting, and walked step by step towards the place where the Sword Gate Master and the elders were.

Along the way, there were endless insults to the ears, all of them insulting Ye Feng! No one spoke for Ye Feng. Even the few silent disciples were forced by the crazy crowd, pushing and shoving, and scolded Ye Feng a few words.

"Send the Demon Cultivator Yefeng to the Qi Spirit Sect!

I don't know who said that. Then, like a plague, the whole audience shouted this sentence.

"Send the Demon Cultivator Yefeng to the Qi Spirit Sect!

"Send the Demon Cultivator Yefeng to the Qi Spirit Sect!

"Send the Demon Cultivator Yefeng to the Qi Spirit Sect!

……

This sound was like a tsunami from the mountains, shaking the entire sword training hall rumbling and trembling!

Listening to the surprisingly unified voice in his ears, Ye Feng walked in front of the Sword Gate Master and the elders.

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth twitched, and he pulled out a smile that was not a laugh.

"Master. You heard that, too. Are you going to ...... How...... Dispose of the apprentices?"

Ye Feng said this sentence intermittently, and it took a long time to finish speaking.

After finishing speaking, Ye Feng raised his head and looked at the Sword Gate Master so fixedly.

The master of the Sword Gate turned his head, as if he didn't want to look at Ye Feng anymore, and as if he was embarrassed. Indifferent words came out of his mouth, and the wind sent them to Nightfeng's ears.

"I'm sorry, I ...... Not only yours...... Master, or ...... The master of this sword gate. I have to think about the survival of the Sword Gate, so ......"

Even when he heard this, Ye Feng was still smiling, but his eyes were getting colder and colder......

"Don't! I don't want Brother Yefeng to go! Brother Yefeng is not a demon cultivator! He is my Brother Yefeng!"

At this moment, an untimely voice sounded. Listening to that voice, a hint of warmth flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, which had completely turned cold.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw the little girl Yang Shiyu standing at the door of the sword training hall, with two hands on her mouth, in the shape of a trumpet, shouting loudly. A small face flushed from too much force. Her elbows and knees were covered in mud, and in some places they were bruised and oozing blood. It was after hearing the news and falling on the road while running all the way......

The master of the Sword Gate frowned, glanced at Yang Shiyu dissatisfied, spoke, and said, "Falling dust, take Shiyu down, she is still too young to know the current situation......

Yu Luochen nodded, and he was about to act.

"No need!" Ye Feng said loudly, and the noisy sword training hall was silent!

Then he looked up to the sky and laughed, and there was an indescribable desolation and sadness in his laughter. Yang Shiyu, who was standing at the door of the Sword Training Hall, rubbed her eyes, and actually had an urge to cry!

"When I was born, my people perished. ”

"When I understand the warmth of home, my family is dead. ”

"When I was dedicated to the sect, the sect wanted to put me in the fire. ”

Yefeng raised his head and said word by word. Finally, he lowered his head, glanced at the surrounding disciples, as well as the Sword Sect Master and all the elders, and spoke loudly, the sound was like a thunderous roar, echoing in the sky above the Sword Training Hall. At this moment, Ye Feng's eyes were unprecedentedly cold: "That being the case, I, Ye Feng! Today, I betrayed the Sword Sect and am no longer a disciple of the Sword Gate! From now on, what I do has nothing to do with the Sword Gate!"

With this glance, all the disciples retreated, and none of them dared to raise their heads to meet Ye Feng! As for the Sword Sect Master and the elders, they also turned their heads, unwilling to look at Ye Feng!

After speaking, Ye Feng turned around and walked towards the outside of the sword training hall without being fast or slow. Wang Hu in the crowd shrank back again, hiding his body in the crowd, as if he was afraid of being discovered by Ye Feng.

When she arrived at the door of the Sword Training Hall, Yang Shiyu grabbed Ye Feng's clothes, and there was a crying tone in her tone.

"Brother Yefeng, can you ...... Don't go? Xiao Shiyu can't bear you. ”

Hearing the little girl's words, Yefeng stopped. He leaned down and touched the little girl's head, and his voice was soft: "Little Shiyu, I'm sorry." Perhaps, this is the last time I will call you Xiao Shiyu. In the future, don't be so playful and practice hard. Also, if you have time, go see Senior Sister Yan for me. ”

After that, Ye Feng touched the little girl's head again before getting up, and took one last look at the Sword Gate Master and the elders: "I once thought about leading the Sword Gate to the peak. I once thought about becoming a good disciple of the Master and a good disciple of all the junior brothers. I once thought that I wanted to become the pillar of the Sword Gate and hold up a piece of heaven for the Sword Gate. But now it seems that this sword gate seems to be intact, but the foundation has been decayed, and the eyes of the disciples have been blinded. The whole sect is not as good as a little girl! How can this kind of sect have a future at all!"

With that, Ye Feng pulled his shirt out of Yang Shiyu's hand, summoned the Caoyang Sword, and the sword flew into the sky, disappearing into the distance in an instant.

No one noticed that among the elders, there was one person with a slight upturn in the corners of his mouth......