Yu Fei looked at the waterless real person who suddenly hit in disbelief, his chest hurt, and he was about to deal with it, but he didn't want the other party to have three or four palms in a row in the next second, and the move fell on his heart, and he made a dead hand.

He suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the blood foam was filled with countless crushed flesh and viscera, which had blocked his throat at once, Yu Fei opened his eyes, the hatred in his eyes was cold, but the next moment he fell to the ground with a bang, completely out of breath.

Wushui Zhenren coldly withdrew his palm, glanced at Sang Ling who was standing in the distance, snorted coldly, but did not continue.

Xie Hanzhou put away his sword and stood back beside Sang Ling. Yu Fei is not in his protection, and he will not save him. The obstruction just now was just for Sang Ling's plan.

Now that the dust has settled, Yu Fei has also become cannon fodder. While sighing at the injustice of his death, everyone shook their heads and didn't care about Wushui Zhenren's shot, but he was a nobody, betrayed his master, and of course his life should be killed.

Sang Ling looked at everyone's reaction coldly, and Yu Fei's eyes were open in the afterglow, as if he was accusing everything.

She knew that if it weren't for Xie Hanzhou's action just now and Su Luo's obstruction, she would really die at the hands of that waterless real person, except for Le San Zhenren, the rest of the people would have such an indifferent attitude.

These so-called sect monks really felt disgusted and disgusted when they looked at them. However, even if Yu Fei died, she didn't plan to let go of the waterless real person.

Sang Ling hooked the corners of her lips, looked at the Wushui real person's fearlessness, and suddenly smiled:

"Wushui Zhenren is really majestic, just now you first shot at me, and then killed Yu Fei, it's really a revenge."

Wushui Zhenren looked at her sharply:

"Yu Fei is my subordinate, how to deal with it doesn't need you to be a loose beak."

Being looked down upon like this, Sang Lin was not angry. "Right and wrong are free in people's hearts, and the misery of the death of a non-brother, I will sigh a few more words."

Wushui Zhenren frowned, this female cultivator always doesn't play cards according to the routine, and she was cold and angry at this Yu Fei before, but now why did she come out to help him speak.

He didn't think that what he did made people angry, and he only attributed everything to Sang Ling's meddling. Don't bother with these anymore, and turn your head to Le Sanzhen:

"Le San, now that the real murderer has been punished, I will see that today's matter is over. We have been in love for many years, and we can't all be hurt today. Don't worry, I'll give you an apology afterwards. ”

Le San Zhenren frowned, his lips moved, but he sighed first.

"You're still obsessed."

Wushui Zhenren frowned suspiciously, and there was a little more anger in his eyes, but he had to endure it because of the current occasion.

"What do you want?"

Sang Ling smiled slightly and added:

"Wushui Zhenren said before that the real man said that the real murderer should abolish the cultivation. Now that it has been proved that Yu Fei is not the real murderer, and you are, then this abolition of cultivation should be let you come. ”

The face of the waterless real person changed suddenly.

"I'm the head of the Water Gate, how can I abolish my cultivation?!"

"If you do something wrong, you should be punished!" Sang Ling interrupted sharply and stared at him coldly. "Could it be that the truth of Wushui Zhenren is only for others, not for themselves!"

The sound was loud and loud, shaking everyone in the hall. Everyone's eyes fell on this thin female cultivator, and they couldn't believe that she dared to do this to the head of the Water Gate.

Su Luo frowned, and took a few steps closer to her, it was his poor cultivation just now that allowed the waterless real person to take advantage of the loophole. He looked at Xie Hanzhou expressionlessly for a moment before retracting his gaze.

On the side, Xie Hanzhou lowered his eyelashes and didn't speak, but unhurriedly summoned the Yuehua Sword out and held it in the palm of his hand. As for the communication jade pendant that had been shaking, he threw it into the storage bag and ignored it anymore.

The other compartment.

The shopkeeper was already looking at her face slightly pale, ready to persuade her, but was stopped by Zhuang Wuhan and said in a low voice:

"Don't go, I believe in the ability of the fairy Wuling."

Next to him, the mysterious man watched the movements of these two people, his eyes turned, and he fell back into the hall. It wasn't until just now that he suddenly reacted, Yu Fei's sudden backlash just now seemed to be in her design, and now Wushui Zhenren killed Yu Fei's flag with his own hands, and he had to bear the rest of the consequences.

Wushui Zhenren didn't realize that he had pushed himself to a dead end with his own hands, but he couldn't shout incompetently, and spoke viciously to Sang Ling.

"You are a loose cultivator, you are not a person in the sect, but you have been praised for a few days, and you don't know the rules and principles?"

Sang Ling snorted from her nose:

"I am a casual cultivator and a monk, and I must always take care of the injustices in the world. Otherwise, everyone is so cold and numb, and regards human life like a mustard, then this world is just a lump of sludge and a miasma. ”

Wushui Zhenren didn't believe in this person's righteous way, but felt that she must have been sold by Lesan Zhenren or some sect next to her, and wanted to pull him down, and her heart became moody because of her excessively tense emotions.

"Nonsense! Say, "Who commanded you to oppose me, is it a true man?" It's still you, it's still you! ”

He stretched out his fingers and pointed out to the heads of the room. His eyes were torn apart, and he was extremely vicious.

Everyone looked at them like that, and they were all shocked. Seeing that he didn't let go, he immediately waved his hand and denied it:

"No, it's not me."

"There is no water, our two sects have always been clothed with water, how can it be me."

"You didn't look at me, but it wasn't me."

Everyone is denying it, and the waterless real person feels that his heart is even more fried, and his mind is full of thinking about how to get out of today's disaster.

At this time, Sang Ling suddenly bowed to Le Sanzhen:

"Lesan Zhenren, please listen to me."

There was silence in the field, only the waterless real person had countless red blood in his eyes, glaring at Sang Ling's back.

Behind her, there was a young man standing, vigilantly, in the afterglow, there was also a sword holding a sword staring at Xie Hanzhou.

They were all wary of his move, in order to protect the life of this female cultivator, Wushui scolded secretly, it was really to attract bees and butterflies, but they had no chance to make a move, clenched their fists, ready to do their best, and the net was broken.

At this time, Sang Ling had already counted the charges of Wushui Zhenren clearly, and finally concluded:

"As the head of the house, Wushui Zhenren is too selfish, and his virtue is not worthy, causing mortals to suffer, harming the Xianyang Sect to dust, and causing all the heads to be manipulated and blinded. As a monk, I have long forgotten my original intention. As the head, the overall situation has long been lost. This man is disloyal, unkind, and unjust, and unworthy to be the head of the watergate! ”

Le San Zhenren nodded slowly, frowning, as if he couldn't bear it, and as if he had finally made up his mind.

"I have just sent a message to the elders of their sect to inform them of this, and they are about to arrive."

The head of the sect has never been the head of the sect alone, and the elders also have the right to supervise and manage the words and deeds of the head of the sect. It's just that this matter is also a trade-off relationship, and it is nothing more than a balance. It's just that in reality, there will always be a disparity in strength between the two sides, one side will overwhelm the other, and it will exist in name only.

And now, after all, it is too big a fuss, and it involves a bigger sect that can't end it. Only by coveting the water gate can the power of the elders be used to restrain the waterless real people.

Wushui Zhenren looked at Lesan Zhenren in disbelief, he had also done this in the past, why did Lesan Zhenren have such a big battle today, he had to get to the bottom of it.

Le San Zhenren lowered his eyes and looked at the waterless real person below, looking at his messy sideburns slightly scattered because of the battle of the trapped beast just now, a trace of inexplicable emotion flashed in his eyes, but when he looked at it again, he disappeared, and sighed faintly:

"There's no water, so let's do it ourselves."

Wushui Zhenren's face turned red all of a sudden, and the green tendons on his neck were already beating from excessive anger. "Happy! You colluded with the demon clan, aren't you at fault! ”

Le San Zhenren shook his head disappreciatively, suddenly stood up from his seat, and walked straight down, without any nostalgia.

Li Yi's eyes changed, and he stretched out his hand to stop the master, but he didn't want to be happy, but he took his hand and pressed him into the head seat.

Li Yi felt that his buttocks were burning, and he subconsciously wanted to stand up.

"Master?!"

Le San Zhenren shook his head slightly, increasing the strength in his hand.

"Sit down."

Li Yi was flustered, not knowing what the master was trying to do.

Le San Zhenren had already withdrawn his hand, went down the steps, and stood next to Wushui Zhenren. Facing his strange eyes, he already smiled loudly, and said to everyone in the audience:

"Today, the head of the Xianyang Sect is already my disciple Li Yi, and Le San has decided to abdicate, please be a witness. Next month, I will hold a celebration for the new head of the Yang Sect, and I invite you to participate. ”

Everyone looked at him in disbelief, he had dropped his power so easily, and he didn't want to be the head of the house? It turned out that he didn't wear the head uniform at the beginning, and he was also ready to abdicate?

Among them, Wushui Zhenren reacted the most, as if he was the head of the house, his voice was high, and he was obviously excited to himself.

"Are you going to be the head of the house?! You're really willing to let go. ”

Le San Zhenren smiled slightly, his face was calm and calm, as if he had dropped something tricky, and he was in a happy mood:

"The affairs of the head of the family are a lot complicated and complicated, so naturally the juniors have to be busy. Besides, Li Yi has always been cultivated by me, although he is not very knowledgeable in the pursuit of Taoist companions, but he is experienced in the affairs of the sect, so there is no need to worry about this. ”

Li Yi, who was roasted on the fire, felt that he was not sitting in the head position, but on a pile of firewood, and he was about to become a roast suckling pig. Hearing Lesan's praise, his face wrinkled even more.

I secretly thought, Master, my experience in the affairs of the sect is not because you are lazy and don't want to be busy forcing me to do it. There are also things that can't be achieved in the pursuit of Taoist couples, so you don't have to say it in front of so many people, it's a shame.

Le San didn't look at the noodles and tears on the face of Li who was pushed into the fire pit by himself, but only looked at the blank expression on the face of the waterless real person, and said lightly:

"Wushui, you used to attack me, I only thought you were jealous of my Xianyang Sect's superior geography and wealth. Now it seems that you are just for your own selfishness, and the original intention of your cultivation back then has long been forgotten, so stop it. ”

The last three words, almost drowning in sighs, trembled slightly.

Sang Ling was slightly surprised, she didn't expect that Le San Zhenren and Wushui Zhenren had been friends for many years, and this friendship seemed to be not limited to polite communication between the heads of the sect. The thought flickered for a moment, and then it was already put down.

At this time, Wushui Zhenren was silent for a long time before he raised his head, looked at Lesanzhen's eyes, and still confirmed in disbelief:

"When you abdicate, do you want to be a Supreme Elder, or do you hold the Xianyang Sect in the palm of your hand?"

"Nope."

"Li Yi, what if I ask you again."

"Let him fend for himself."

"Joy!"

"Wushui, your obsession is too deep, do you remember when you became an immortal for just a bowl of rice and an eaves?"

The waterless real person froze in place instantly, back then?