Zheng Lun was in the distance, shocked by the scene of Fang Yang forcibly killing Ye Zihao, at this time when he heard the words of the one-armed old man, he was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly ran over, saying: "What the old sect master said is reasonable, this son is cruel, ignoring his predecessors, mutilating his peers, and sooner or later bringing disaster to the sect. ”

Fang Yang looked at the past with resentment, this old puppet was really good at taking advantage of loopholes.

"Are you really going to kill me?"

Fang Yang glared at everyone indifferently.

"Presumptuous, where do you have the right to speak?"

Zheng Lun drank.

"Fart, Lao Tzu's life is not guaranteed, you can't speak yet, are you stupid?"

Fang Yang immediately scolded.

Zheng Lun didn't expect to be scolded by Fang Yang in public, he couldn't get off the stage, his face was pale, his strength was surging wildly, and he was stopped by Ling Yunzhi when he made a move.

"Teacher, the two of them have already decided a life-and-death battle before, and Fang Yang can't be blamed for Ye Zihao's death, not to mention that this son does show great potential, it's a pity to kill him. ”

Ling Yunzhi persuaded.

When the one-armed old man heard this, he hesitated and pondered.

At this moment, an arrogant voice sounded behind him, and the crowd was separated into a wide aisle.

"I'm sorry, this man has to die. ”

The person who came was the young man from the Void Heaven Secret Realm.

"Who are you?"

Fang Yang asked coldly.

"Murong Jun. ”

The young man replied haughtily.

"So, you want to kill me?"

Fang Yang's eyes were blazing at him.

Murong Jun shrugged his shoulders and said noncommittally: "You killed someone who shouldn't have been killed." ”

"But—"

His words turned, and there was a lot of meaning in his eyes.

"It's not up to me to decide whether to die or not, I want to take you back and hand it over to Shizun Faluo. ”

Isn't that a death?

Fang Yang clenched his fists, his head frantically thinking about how to escape.

"No, Fang Yang is my disciple of Chaoyun Jiufeng, no one has the right to take him away!"

Ling Yunzhi came out with a resolute attitude.

"Really?"

A strange smile appeared on the corner of Murong Jun's mouth, but he glanced at the one-armed old man.

The latter's face was heavy, and he suddenly said, "Yun Zhi, stand down!"

"Teacher, you-"

"Stand down!"

The one-armed old man scolded, and a powerful coercion like a giant mountain was released, oppressing everyone and not daring to breathe.

Demigods?

The stunning woman next to Murong Jun felt this aura and looked at him solemnly.

In the barren land of Biansai, a demigod can also appear, but unfortunately he is old and has limited qualifications, and his achievements end here.

With a few words in his heart, he finished evaluating the one-armed old man, and then his expression changed from shock to calm.

"Boy, hand over the palace. ”

The one-armed old man turned to the other and said.

Hmph, it turns out that in the final analysis, it is still the idea of taboo inheritance.

Fang Yang sneered: "Senior, this is to win the treasure?"

"Presumptuous!"

The one-armed old man was furious.

"The palace was originally the property of my sect, and the old man, as the former head of the family, should have the right to keep it, so hand it over quickly!"

"Then I'm still a disciple of Chaoyun Jiufeng, why don't I see you protecting me?

Fang Yang despised it.

"Be bold, ignore the sect seniors, I have to teach you a good lesson!"

The one-armed elder was pierced in his heart, ashamed and angry, and pressed it with one palm, with boundless majesty, directly imprisoning Fang Yang's actions.

Damn, such a strong force, it is completely irrefutable, it can only be slaughtered!

Fang Yang was deterred by that force, and he was even more unwilling.

It really doesn't work, that's the only way.

He secretly hesitated, mobilizing all his strength to impact the next realm.

He's going to use Heavenly Punishment to fight a demigod!

In an instant, dark clouds overhead, a heavenly power appeared, and everyone panicked.

The sudden appearance of the vision made everyone suspicious.

In the stands, there are two peerless shadows that do not move, like two beautiful sculptures.

The purple smoke was filled with purple mist, looming, ethereal like a fairy, and the strange purple pupils seemed to pierce the void.

She knew that the vision was triggered by Fang Yang, and she was a little expectant of what kind of movement the other party would cause.

"The Immortal Hall must fall into my hands. ”

Murong Jun suddenly spoke.

The ordinary old man who had never spoken nodded slightly, and with a flash he came to Fang Yang, and with a wave of his cuffs, he actually dissolved the momentum of the one-armed old man.

Another demigod!

And, judging by the momentum, there is a faint tendency to win.

"Murong Gongzi, what do you mean by this?"

The one-armed old man had a gloomy face.

"The life and death of this kid is handled by his own family teacher, and the old sect master doesn't bother!"

Murong Jun smiled slightly.

"You don't take me seriously to Yun Jiufeng. ”

The one-armed old man sighed.

"You can't say that, after all, my surname is Murong. ”

He laughed, his words full of pride and disdain.

Murong!

The one-armed old man's eyes froze, he had traveled to Middle-earth Shenzhou when he was young, and he had a clear understanding of the forces over there.

The Murong clan, who has a powerful bloodline Li Liang, is a well-known existence even in the vast Middle Earth Divine Prefecture, and they can't be provoked.

But the other party clearly wants to seize the forbidden inheritance, which is the key to Chaoyun Jiufeng's regain of glory, if he gives it to others, he will be the biggest sinner in the sect.

What to do?

Dense beads of sweat oozed from the one-armed old man's forehead, and he was distressed.

"Teacher, the matter has come to this, so I simply killed these people. ”

Ling Yunzhi suddenly transmitted.

The one-armed old man was startled.

"Nonsense, this is to destroy Chaoyun Jiufeng. ”

"If you don't leave a living mouth, how can the Void Heaven Realm and the Murong Family know, teacher, do you want to watch the inheritance being taken away? Let the dream of the Revival Sect be completely shattered?"

Ling Yunzhi said eagerly.

Of course not!

The one-armed old man clenched his right fist.

"Old Sect Master, I advise you not to stop it, after all, you still have a hand. ”

Murong Jun directly threatened.

To be honest, he didn't pay any attention to these people.

It's a pity that his words completely ignited the anger of the one-armed old man, which was his indelible pain.

"Kill!"

He suddenly became furious and slapped the other demigod.

"I can't help myself!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of the man's mouth, a large void palm appeared, and mysterious runes fluttered, exuding a sky-high killing intent.

The one-armed old man flew in the air, and the latter followed closely, the energy of the demigod surged, the mountain peaks trembled, and the boulder rolled down.

Ling Yunzhi quietly made a move at this time, aimed at Murong Jun, and attacked secretly.

It's a pity that the other party was prepared and successfully dodged.

"All the disciples obey the order, surround them for me, and don't let any of them go!"

Ling Yunzhi shouted.

In an instant, the crowd spread out and closed together, tightly surrounding a man and a woman.

Fang Yang was stunned, originally this incident started because of him, but at this time, he was squeezed at the end of the crowd.

At this moment, the hand was suddenly grabbed.

He looked back in surprise, it was Lingxi.

"Shhhh

She raised her slender index finger and ran away.

"Wait. ”

Fang Yang hurriedly said, but the other party ignored it and ran vigorously.

Rumble!

At this moment, a heavy energy surged, the earth trembled, and the two people who were running almost fell.

Fang Yang suddenly turned around, but saw Murong Jun's spirit shining brightly, holding a golden vajra.

"Run, this is a holy soldier!"

Ling Yunzhi shouted, without the slightest loss of his usual elegant image, which showed his fear.

Where the vajra smashed, flesh and blood splattered, and wails were everywhere.