The next day, the murder of a female disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect had spread throughout the sect.

The strange way of death, the unsightly tragic situation, invisibly produced a depression among everyone.

Steward Lu and Yang Wan circled around Juling Mountain, and found that it was Fengluo's formation that had fallen into a flaw, and there was a place where they could easily enter.

Everyone was even more panicked, you must know that the Spirit Sword Sect has had the effect of stabilizing people's hearts for so many years, except for the fact that Xue Yifeng was closed for a period of time before, and all other times it was to escort them.

Now that they heard that there was a flaw in the formation, and Feng Luo hadn't set foot in the Spirit Sword Sect for many years, how could they not panic?

Some people even began to propose to ask for help from the Nine Gates, after all, the strength of the people was there, and the Ethereal Pavilion was safe during this time because of the help of Qingyu and Qingqing.

Xiao Liu smiled, "Then who are you going to let marry a disciple of the Nine Sects?" ”

Disciple A was not happy, "What are you talking about?" This is the mutual assistance between the sects, who said that it is necessary to marry a female disciple? ”

Disciple B was also worried, "Now that Senior Sister Mu is not in the sect, there are only a few of us in the Spirit Sword Sect who have cultivated to a high point." ”

Disciple C, "That is, there are also some disciples of Uncle Yang who were originally considered to be highly cultivated, but they are absent-minded and have no effect at all." ”

“……”

Xiao Liu always felt that things were boring, but he didn't know how to talk about it, and his words obviously didn't have any effect.

Just when they were at a loss, Xiao Liu saw Yun really walking slowly.

Xiao Liu was immediately overjoyed, and said with a smile, "We have a big rescuer, which is more effective than any disciple of the Nine Sects." ”

"Don't laugh, who will come to the Spirit Sword Sect now! are all ready to go to the Ethereal Pavilion to participate in the wedding of Qingyu and Liu Yu. ”

A certain disciple sighed, worried about the female disciple in the door.

Xiao Liu hurriedly greeted him, and his words were full of joy, "Yun Zhen, you came at the right time, and we are at a loss!" ”

Hearing this, all the disciples turned their heads sideways and turned to look at Yun Zhen, and one of them sneered, "He is a mortal, what can he do?" Maybe he'll be killed next. ”

Disciple A, "That's it, don't come to make trouble, everyone has to take care of you as an ordinary man." ”

"......" Yun Zhen just smiled faintly, Xiao Liu just wanted to argue, and Steward Lu came over.

He shouted coldly, "Don't be rude, he is much more powerful than any of you." ”

Disciple Yi laughed, "Steward Lu, don't comfort people in order to stabilize people's hearts, what does he look like, it's not like we haven't seen him." ”

Steward Lu glanced at him coldly, and then bowed slightly to Yun Zhen, "The disciple in the door has offended the immortals, please forgive me." ”

Yun Zhen's expression was faint, and he returned a salute, "Steward Lu is polite, Yun Zhen naturally doesn't care." ”

Steward Lu stretched his brows and smiled, "You are a noble person of the Spirit Sword Sect." ”

Yun Zhen just smiled and didn't speak.

Immortals?

All the disciples began to laugh, and Disciple B circled around Yun Zhen and said happily, "You are an immortal, then I am still a god!" ”

"That is, can the immortals also be impersonated at will?"

Xiao Liu really couldn't stand it anymore, and his face sank, "A group of rabble, no wonder the master said that he wanted to strengthen the rectification, you guys keep your eyes open and take a good look, is he still a mortal?" ”

When everyone heard this, they were still ridiculed, and they didn't take Xiaoliu's words seriously at all.

Steward Lu stepped forward, his calm and elite eyes, and his gaze was piercing.