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As soon as Zhen Wuya's words fell, the falling leaves of the entire martyr's hall could be heard, and one by one the young disciples you look at me and I look at you, all of them were shocked and shocked, no one would have thought that the main purpose of today's sect conference was to eliminate the traitors, as Tianjiao, they didn't even think that there would be traitors in the Chiba Sect. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Even the dozen or so elders were no exception, their brows were tightly locked, their expressions were no less terrifying than the disciples under them, and they didn't see the steadiness and composure of the past at all, and their eyes were fixed, looking at the superbly powerful master on the high platform.

Except for the four masters on the stage, the most calm people in the field are Lan Wuregret and Duan Canghai, after all, Zhen Wuya had greeted him in advance, and the two old men stood in a corner of the high platform with serious faces, and their eyes swept at everyone in the audience.

"Senior Brother Zhen, why are you doing this? How can there be traitors in my Chiba Sect? Where can they defect in this Eastern Regions?"

The old man surnamed Ruan obviously didn't expect Zhen Wuya to say this, and questioned with a frown. Besides, what he said was right, it is true that on the bright side, there is no family or sect in the entire Eastern Regions that is stronger than the Chiba Sect.

"Senior Brother Ruan, you have been in retreat all year round, I don't blame you!" Although the elder surnamed Ruan had a strange nature, Zhen Wuya knew that he was loyal to the sect, and he was not angry when he heard this, and suddenly his tone changed, and he said coldly: "After all, I definitely don't dare to be sloppy in such a matter related to the life and death of the sect! There is still half a pillar of incense time, if you don't stand up, don't blame Lao Tzu for being ruthless!"

The old man surnamed Ruan was really angry when he saw Zhen Wuya, and the trace of doubt in his heart disappeared instantly, and he stared at the people under the high platform with a face full of anger.

Ruan Tianxuan's discord with Zhen Wuya is not harmonious, but in the face of traitors, his position is completely the same as Zhen Wuya: traitors, be punished!

The time of just half a burnt incense is extremely short compared to the time spent by the immortal cultivator Bigu cultivation, but in this delicate environment, especially for those who have ghosts in their hearts, it can be said that seconds are like years.

"Smack!"

The incense stick inserted in front of the high platform burned out all over its body, and the incense ash fell on the jade plate.

"Good, good, good, good, no tears!"

Zhen Wuya laughed, and his eyes motioned for Lan Wuxian beside him to stand up and point out the rebellious person.

Lan Wuregret received instructions, first bowed to the four uncles, and then walked to the front of the high platform, took out a file casually, and read: "Zhang Shaoyang!"

Offstage, the seventh peak Tianjiao's face changed in an instant, although he was quickly covered up, he still couldn't escape the eyes of several people on the high platform.

The same door beside him as soon as Lan Wuregret's words fell, as if they were electrocuted, quickly flashed back one by one, away from Tianjiao, who was a traitor in the palm of his hand, and even his master frowned, looking at him with incomprehensible eyes.

"Zhang Shaoyang, do you have anything to say?"

Lan Wuregret saw that Zhang Shaoyang was quite calm, and said in a light tone.

"The disciple doesn't know why the head of the sect called my name, I, Zhang Shaoyang, have been on the mountain since I was a child, and I have never been out of the sect without permission, how can I talk about betraying the sect?

Hearing this, Zhang Shaoyang took a step forward, raised his head, and met Lan Wuregret's questioning gaze with his eyes, and said frankly.

"I can testify to this! Zhang Shaoyang did enter the sect at a young age, and he had never left the mountain gate except for three years ago when he accompanied the disciples of the Seventh Peak to the extremely cold land to practice!"

Seeing that the ancestors on the stage looked at him, the Seventh Peak Elder consciously stood up from the crowd and spoke to confirm it.

"Old Seven, do you know why after Zhang Shaoyang came back three years ago, his cultivation rose by leaps and bounds and became the first disciple under your seventh peak?"

Duan Canghai walked to Lan Wuregret's side and said to the Seventh Peak Elder.

"At the beginning, Zhang Shaoyang was in an extremely cold place, picking and serving red and blue jade ginseng!"

The Seventh Peak Elder recalled and spoke.

"Lao Qi, the red and blue jade ginseng can improve people's muscles and bones, but the user must be before the age of twelve, so that it can be completely reborn as an innate spirit bone, if it is more than twelve years old, the red and blue jade ginseng is no different from the general elixir, and it can be regarded as the best thunder spirit in the sky;

Duan Canghai's eyes were like two cold soldiers, looking directly at the young man in the audience who had always pretended to be calm.

Hearing this, the Seventh Peak Elder recalled all kinds of memories in his mind, and the only little illusion in his heart was completely extinguished, and he suddenly looked back at Zhang Shaoyang, who was regarded as half a son by himself, with a complicated expression, and asked in a trembling tone: "Shaoyang, are you really a traitor?"

Zhang Shaoyang's expression changed greatly, his figure flashed suddenly, and he grabbed a disciple of the seventh peak who had cultivated to the early stage of spiritual silence, and said in a cold tone: "Let me go, not only will I kill him!"

The young man who was pinched by his neck and out of breath, named Watson, regarded Zhang Shaoyang as his own brother on weekdays, even when Duan Canghai exposed his betrayal, he did not leave, and still stood behind Zhang Shaoyang.

"Evil Barrier!"

Seeing this, the Seventh Peak Elder made a move with anger, his figure flashed, and he slapped his palm towards Zhang Shaoyang.

"Huh, old horseman!"

Seeing this, Zhang Shaoyang snorted coldly, and also threw a punch, facing the palm that met the attack of the seventh peak elder.

"Boom!"

The fist slammed into each other, emitting a violent roar, and the Seventh Peak Elder took a few steps back, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, his face was extremely pale, and he looked at the "son" and "disciple" in his usual days in horror.

On the other hand, Zhang Shaoyang's body was as stable as ever, and he didn't move half a step, except for a trace of red marks on the front of his fist, he couldn't see the slightest decline, only to see his eyes staring coldly at the Seventh Elder and said: "Old man, let Lao Tzu call you a master for three years, it is worth your honor for a lifetime." ”

"Say it again, let me go! Before you make a move, the old man has enough time to kill most of this group of Tianjiao!"

Zhang Shaoyang's body cultivation erupted violently, and a black shadow appeared above his head, and there was an old man sitting in the depths of the black shadow, and his exposed strength actually reached the middle stage of the god.

"Really?"

An extremely cold voice came out of Ruan Tianxuan's mouth, only to see his figure flash, disappear on the high platform in an instant, and when it appeared the next moment, it was already above Zhang Shaoyang's head, and a pair of vise big hands suddenly fell.

"Bang!"

Zhang Shaoyang, who was so arrogant, burst into a pile of blood in an instant, and even the overflowing divine soul was also grasped by Ruan Tianxuan, turning into nothingness and completely disappearing between heaven and earth.

A group of Seventh Peak disciples stepped forward and helped the old man, who had experienced a double blow of physical and psychological blows, to the side and began to comfort him.

Lan Wuregret's gloomy gaze swept down, locking on the young man who had just been caught by Zhang Shaoyang: "Watson......."

The crowd who was still about to lift Watson up suddenly stopped in mid-air, looking at this talented "hostage" with a wary face.

"Hahaha!"

The young man, who was usually wooden to the extreme, suddenly raised his head and laughed, pointed to the top of the high platform with one hand, and said coldly: "You all have to die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a stream of black and foul-smelling blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and Watson's body fell to the ground with a bang, losing all his vitality in an instant.

The Seventh Peak Elder, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, saw this scene, and the skin on his angry face was about to burst.

The spy is under his own face, one is treated as his own son, and the other is regarded as the last grave sweeper, but both of them are traitors?

How ironic is that?

"Uncles, the head, Guo Xueming...... Guilty!"

The Seven Elders broke free from the support of their disciples, knelt in the middle of the main hall, their heads against the floor, and said with difficulty. Dry accent.

Guo Xueming was already extremely ashamed in his heart!

"It's okay! You are loyal to the sect, we all know it! You step aside for the time being, the matter is not over yet. ”

The old man, who never looked like he had woken up, spoke.

After the old man of the seventh peak returned to the team, Lan Wuregret glanced at the file in his hand and said coldly: "Sixth peak, Huang Kun!"

Ye Xuan, who was originally going to continue watching the play, suddenly trembled in his heart, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were slightly condensed towards his old acquaintance Huang Kun.