For a while, everyone was silent, and there was no other sound on the top of the entire Qisha Mountain except for the sound of the wind.

"Lord Zhao.. You.. My senior sister is not wrong, why did you act so ruthlessly. A voice rang out, not loud, but it was clearly audible in this scene.

Everyone looked sideways, and a young woman in white showed shame but a determined expression. It's just that the white knuckles of the right hand holding the sword show her nervousness at the moment.

"Who are you?" Seeing this woman, Zhao Xianzong already had a guess in his heart.

"I... I am Zhou Zhiruo, a disciple of Emei," the young woman's crisp voice came from afar.

"And what do you say this seat should do?"

"I... Our factions have gathered here, naturally, to investigate the Haisha Gang. As Senior Sister Ding said, it was all said by the Zhao family just now, if there is no corroboration, how can you convince the public?"

Looking at the woman in front of him, Zhao Xianzong turned his mind and said, "Miss Zhou's words are reasonable, and it is easy to prove it." As long as the girl can take the sword of this seat, not only will this seat not be difficult for you, but will also show the certificate as you wish, how about it?"

Regarding the matter of witnesses, Zhao Xianzong has already made arrangements, and he has already calculated today's affairs, but he didn't expect that Zhou Zhiruo, the son of luck, would also come here today.

"No! Senior Sister Zhou, this person's skills are profound, I don't know the depths! But when you look at that Kongtong, Shaolin is silent, and he must have noticed something. Don't be reckless!" Master Jing Xuan reassured.

Zhou Zhiruo shook her head firmly when she heard this, and said, "Senior sister, I know everything you say. It's just that we came this time to represent the face of Emei, and the inn has lost its face before. If this is still the case in this Seven Evil Mountains, where is the name of the Master? Besides, the matter has come to this point, but there is no way to retreat!"

Jing Xuan looked at Zhou Zhiruo's firm expression and no longer persuaded her, and sighed, "Senior sister, deal with it carefully." ”

Zhou Zhiruo stepped forward and stood up with a sword in his hand, "Zhiruo is ready, please ask the Lord of the Zhao Sect to teach you!"

Zhao Xianzong looked at Zhou Zhiruo, who stood up, and the corners of his mouth twitched, this can be regarded as an attempt, to see if he can hide the plane consciousness in the name of learning, so as to kill the son of luck. Yes, a top-level son of luck in a plane, the system prompts Zhao Xianzong and cannot directly kill him.

Otherwise, he would not have plotted with Cheng Kun, and under the pretense of someone else's hand, he would be able to kill the son of luck who has not grown up now with one sword and one person.

He didn't draw his sword, and under the watchful eyes of the people, Zhao Xianzong's left hand slapped the Qinghong scabbard on his side.

~Zheng~ With a crisp sound, the azure light flashed, and a peerless blade with a sword length of three feet and three inches appeared in front of Zhao Xianzong.

"Heavenly Sword?" Emei exclaimed.

"No, it's not the Heavenly Sword" followed by another burst of negation, maybe other people will be wrong but they won't, Chang Bian's side is naturally very familiar with the Heavenly Sword, this sword is just similar. But judging from the faint sword body and the sword light of Qi Qi, this must be a peerless divine weapon that is not weak against the heavenly sword.

When did there become more such divine weapons in the world, could Senior Sister Zhou stop it?

Qinghong came out of the sheath, Zhao Xianzong no longer hesitated, the majestic internal force poured into the sword body, and with a wave of his hand, Qinghong suddenly showed the momentum of wind and thunder, with bursts of air explosion, a meteor breaking through the sky, towards Zhou Zhiruo.

Seeing this momentum, everyone's expressions changed greatly, and they thought that this master of the Ten Thousand Sects was just for a small punishment, but he never thought that he was moved with a murderous intent, this sword is unstoppable, and there is no way to avoid it, not to mention these Emei juniors, that is, everyone present except for Cheng Kun, Yin Liting and Xian Yutong, everyone else is not the enemy of this sword.

"It's not good! Senior Sister Zhou, quickly get out of the way!" "Master Jingxuan looked at the scene in shock, and shouted urgently.

"Miss Zhou, get out of the way," Yin Liting shouted, and hurriedly swept forward, in a vain attempt to block Zhou Zhiruo before the sword arrived. If Zhou Zhi has known him since he was a child, he was introduced to Emei by his family teacher Zhang Zhenren, and it can be said that he has a deep origin, and he has to save him from the sword.

Song Qingshu also flew forward at this moment, but his skills were still shallow, and he was far behind Yin Li Pavilion.

Although the rest of the people were surprised, they had no intention of saving them.

It was too late, then it was fast, how fast Qinghong who had instilled internal strength! Just when everyone was moving, it was only a few meters away from Zhou Zhiruo.

Feeling that the faint blue light was about to approach, Zhou Zhiruo couldn't even use the strength to raise her sword to block it. Sen Ran's killing intent was overwhelming, and he rushed straight towards Zhou Zhiruo, and the Emei Jiuyang Gong in Zhou Zhiruo's body was shrouded in killing intent, and there was a faint intention to freeze.

Knowing that there was no possibility of blocking this sword, Zhou Zhiruo raised her miserable white face and stared closely at the person who was going to kill her.

She didn't know why the man was going to hurt her life as soon as he made a move, and cold sweat dripped down her pale pretty face. But even at the moment when the sword was about to be in the body, she did not blink.

Zhao Xianzong originally intended to kill Zhou Zhiruo in one fell swoop in the name of learning, but seeing that the sword was close to the body, he suddenly felt a crisis in the body. It seems that as long as she doesn't stop, Zhou Zhiruo will definitely die, but she is afraid that she will also follow in the footsteps.

This kind of crisis is not like an ambush by some master, nor is it like a fierce beast watching, but more like a crisis that faces the heart and soul. It seems that he still thinks too simply, how can the son of luck be so easy to kill, and the will of the plane is not so easy to deceive.

It's just that the sword has been unsheathed, how to take it back at this time? Can you maximize the profit if you want to take it back?

Just when Yin Liting flew in, everyone in Emei was frightened and anxious, and Zhou Zhiruo's beautiful eyes widened slightly and waited for death. The Qinghong sword, which was full of killing intent, suddenly deflected slightly and passed by Zhou Zhiruo's side. The fierce hunting wind brought by the galloping sword body blew Zhou Zhiruo's cheeks painfully and painfully.

"Senior nephew Zhou, are you okay?" Yin Liting, who came over, helped Zhou Zhiruo, who was standing unsteadily, and said softly, and a pure internal force slapped into Zhou Zhiruo's back, and Zhou Zhiruo's face turned red.

"Senior Sister Zhou, are you okay?" The Emei people and Song Qingshu who came later also inquired about each other.

Zhou Zhiruo shook her head, and a smile appeared on her weak face, "I'm fine! Thank you Sixth Uncle Yin for your help, thank you for your thoughts!"

Yin Liting looked at Zhou Zhiruo, who had walked between life and death, and was still so Shuxian A burst of anger rose from her heart.

Handing over Zhou Zhiruo to Emei, everyone looked sideways at Zhao Xianzong and said angrily: "Is the master of the Zhao family planning to kill my senior nephew Zhou?

Although he finally stopped, everyone could see that Zhao Xianzong must have had the intention of killing when he took out his sword.

Zhou Zhiruo also endured the discomfort of her body, her beautiful eyes opened slightly, wanting to see how this person answered.

~Poof~~Kicking~ Zhao Xianzong, who was facing everyone, spit blood in his mouth and took a few steps back, every step was like being struck by lightning, and every step was like a pillar of blood.

Zhao Xianzong's face suddenly fell like snow, and his face was covered with liquid, his face was pale, and his body trembled slightly. It's just that even so, he still waved back the people of the Ten Thousand Sects who stepped forward to help him, and stood arrogantly in front of the other factions.

The arrogant figure seems to contain endless loneliness and sadness, and the indifferent eyes seem to be full of reluctance and hope, giving people the feeling of being so weird and impactful.

Zhou Zhiruo, who had been staring at Zhao Xianzong, felt the deepest, only felt a tremor in her heart, and couldn't bear to look at it again!

I wanted to continue to question, Yin Liting was also stunned when he suddenly saw this scene, and then said, "Since Your Excellency has been injured, this matter will be written down for the time being, and in the future, you will have your own extermination master to worry about you." Why don't you do what you said before, and ask someone to testify and end today's business first?"

Zhao Xianzong forcibly suppressed the true qi that was flipped in his body, and said, "It should be like this!" and turned his head to Duan Sandao on the side and said, "Go and bring them out."

In a moment, three people were brought among the crowds, one fat and one thin, and an old man with a sixtieth birthday. These three people are the three heads of the family who stole money from Lin'an Mansion.

Duan Sandao pointed at the three of them, "These three people are the heads of the big families who stole the money this time, you can ask." ”

Zong Weixia looked at the main master coming a few steps, crossed a distance of several zhang, grabbed the old man in the armor and said, "I am the second elder of the Kongtong faction, Zong Weixia, you tell the truth about the theft of wealth, there must be no falsehood." ”

The old man in the armor trembled and said, "Hero, I just obeyed orders, that day the deputy gang leader of the Haisha Gang, Hai Duanhe, came to me in person, and asked me to lie that the money and silk were stolen, that's all, the little one dare not deceive!"

"Just let you lie that the money was stolen?, didn't let you say who stole it?" Zong Weixia frowned, if it was just like this, he would not be able to judge the authenticity, the less the old man said, the fewer clues there were.

"No! The Sea Gang Leader just let the little one make such a public announcement, and the other little old men really don't know!"

Then he asked the other two, and the answers were much the same. This corroborates what Zhao Xianzong said before, but everyone thinks this matter is very strange. But there is no evidence and I can only give up.