In the eyes of these Emei disciples who were rescued by Ye Zhuo, he suddenly killed the killer in order to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and completely kill all the people who might have pierced him and framed Ye Zhuo, which also pushed their originally wavering hearts to the opposite side of the demon, and the dissatisfaction in their hearts continued to transform into anger and hatred, and for the first time in their hearts, the idea of really wanting to kill Xuan Zhenzi was born. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

However, when the ordinary three generations of disciples faced Elder Emei who was holding the flying sword Qingsuo in their hands, the difference in strength between them was too great, how could they have the slightest chance, in front of that incomparably dazzling cyan light, they had not even had time to form a sword formation again, and they had already been completely defeated.

"Hmph, with such strength, he dares to betray his master and collude with the devil, which is simply self-defeating."

While Xuan Zhenzi was speaking coldly, one after another True Yuan also swayed out of his palm again, constantly entangled in the surrounding Emei disciples, locking them in place.

Although the Taiqing grappler is only a grab, but the binding and oppressive force formed by their own true yuan cannot be underestimated, they were originally hit into a seriously injured body, and they simply felt that they were hit all over the body by a dozen giant hammers, under the impact of the incomparably disordered true yuan in the body, the muscles and veins in the body were cracked, and the bones were also broken and broken, although they tried hard to stand up, but the pain of drilling their hearts, and the sense of powerlessness that they couldn't use their strength, made them fall to the ground again and again, and for a while, in the field, except for Xuan Zhenzi who stood proudly in the center, There are only Emei disciples who are lying on the ground.

"Phew, you greedy and cunning old thief will kill if you want, stop making those high-sounding excuses for yourself, we are disgusting to hear!"

He Wei said word by word.

"I didn't understand why you had to put me to death, but now I do. Xuan Zhenzi, my former master, I now find that I have always been very wrong about you, how can you be despicable and selfish to such an extent that you not only attract all my junior disciples to kill, but also make them your scapegoats! ”

As soon as Ye Zhuo said this, everyone showed a shocked look, and the resentment in their eyes suddenly gushed out, as if they were about to burn Xuan Zhenzi to ashes.

They didn't understand that Ye Zhuo, who had no cultivation in the air, had neither treasure nor rights, and was replaced by weaker than himself as the seventh son of the clouds, did not complain, but Ye Zhuo, who was still diligent and diligent in doing things for the sect, was in the way, and what benefits would it bring to the sect, after listening to Ye Zhuo's words, and then thinking of the thunder fire on the top of the Emei Golden Peak, they all identified Xuan Zhenzi's initial goal in their hearts,

"Xuan Zhenzi, your initial goal was to destroy the Emei sect from within by disintegrating the hearts of the Emei disciples, and you chose to use me and the other juniors and disciples for three ......reasons."

Facing Ye Zhuo, who was talking eloquently, Xuan Zhenzi felt that he was going to be angry to death, but instead of half repentance, he threw all the charges on himself, and shouted angrily at the moment: "Shut up!" ”

However, this angry rebuke did not sound like that in the ears of the Emei disciples, in their minds, Xuan Zhenzi must have been poked in the sore spot by Ye Zhuo, and he was annoyed and angry, and Ye Zhuo didn't pay attention to what he meant, and continued: "First, as my master, your suspicion of doing this will definitely be minimized, and no one will suspect you, and second, in the huge Emei faction, in addition to your own relatives, who can stand out among the disciples?" And among them, the elder brother who is proud of them is the best choice, the third ......"

"Shut up!"

Xuan Zhenzi shouted again, and the true yuan contained in his words even made Ye Zhuo's henchmen churn for a while, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood again, but he still said proudly: "Although I don't know your motive for doing this, whether it is jealousy after losing the battle for the position of head of the sect, or whether you want to take this opportunity to force Qi Shuming to step down and take the position of head of the sect yourself, but ......"

Before Ye Zhuo could finish speaking, Xuan Zhenzi shouted angrily again: "You scoundrel shut up for me!" ”

The angry rebuke that was integrated with the power of sound killing directly made Ye Zhuo fall straight to the ground, almost fainting, but it had already made everyone and Xuan Zhenzi's hearts go. Full of anger and hatred for each other.

"Hahaha, the so-called Emei, the leader of the world's righteous path, actually has such a side, the deity is really worth the trip."

Just as Xuan Zhenzi was about to kill Ye Zhuo in one fell swoop, a trace of blood light suddenly appeared in the clouds, and it spread sharply into a craggy blood wave like a column of water, gradually converging into a demonic and handsome red-haired young man in the ground, dripping blood, running down the hair on his pale cheeks without a trace of blood, and finally merging into the Ten Thousand Ghosts Netherworld Pattern Robe on his body, the extremely huge bloody aura made everyone feel a palpitation from the soul.

Xuan Zhenzi said in astonishment: "Youquan? ”

Indeed, although the breath of the Abyss Styx and the Shura Blood Sea is not the same, it is extremely similar to the Youquan back then, both in terms of the way it appears and the shape of the characters.

"Youquan? That fool who wasted Chiyou's blood in vain has simply lost all my face in the sea of blood, boy, see clearly, the deity is not that waste. ”

Lin Feng looked at Xuan Zhenzi indifferently and said word by word.

As soon as these words came out, the shock in everyone's hearts can be imagined, Youquan almost destroyed the entire Emei with his own strength, and the blood-colored figure in front of him, who claimed to be the Venerable, although his strength is unknown, but judging from the vague and terrifying aura, it is not inferior to Youquan in its heyday.

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