Whoa......

The sound of tables, chairs and benches toppling was hurried and hurried.

In the Qingfeng Temple, the front hall and the courtyard are so quiet that you can hear even a needle falling on the ground.

Everyone's faces showed disbelief, especially the disciples of the Qingfeng Guanmen, who were even more frightened, trembling like chaff, not knowing how to deal with themselves!

Breeze view, shelter the butcher on a rainy night?

This......

Where to start!

Suddenly, a person came out of the crowd, frowned and asked, "Yang Zhenren, is there a mistake?" Qingfeng Guan has always been known for its kindness and charity, and it has been like this for thousands of years, how can it have a deal with the butcher on a rainy night? ”

When everyone looked over, they saw that the person who spoke had a hooked nose and high cheekbones, it was not Gongsun Lie, who was it?

never expected that these two would not deal with each other on weekdays, but at the critical moment, it was this person who jumped out first to speak out.

"yes!"

"Yang Zhenren, this view of a thousand-year-old reputation, how can he be slandered by this?"

Xuan Qingzi, Xuan Lingzi and others suddenly shouted.

They hadn't even seen the butcher on a rainy night, so how could they shield this demon?

"Presumptuous!"

Xiao Weiyu Huo Ran got up, and the coercion of the foundation building period suddenly swept the audience, shaking Xuanqing, Xuanling and others, and said: "The ancestor is here, how can you speak?" ”

The Taoist priests snorted, and suddenly they were shocked and angry.

"Someone!"

Xiao Weiyu slapped his palms lightly, his face was indifferent: "Take down everyone in Qingfeng Temple!" ”

"Yes!"

In the courtyard, the sound of harmony suddenly sounded, and I saw Hong Zhutou leading a group of catchers to step in, and was about to arrest the Taoist priest, when he suddenly heard a person shouting: "Slow! ”

Xiao Weiyu looked at Xuan Jizi who was slowly getting up, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and Sen Ran asked, "Dao Chief, do you want to disobey the ancestor?" ”

"Don't dare. It's just that until the evidence is conclusive, no one is qualified to arrest this disciple. Xiao Jushi, you and others keep claiming that this view is covering up the butcher on a rainy night, and the poor Dao dares to ask, what is the evidence? ”

Xuanji Ziyun was light and said this sentence calmly, causing many people present to nod slightly.

There is no evidence.

Qingfeng views the thousand-year-old reputation, how can it be tarnished wantonly, without evidence, what qualifications do you have to take people?

Who knew that Xiao Weiyu smiled sarcastically and said proudly: "Evidence? Hmph, the evidence is in the Qingfeng Temple! ”

Before the words fell, he saw a light fall in the front yard and strode in.

When everyone looked at it, they saw that the person who came was an ordinary middle-aged man, with a little smoke lingering on his body, exuding the coercion of the early stage of foundation building, and many people knew this person.

The foundation building monk enshrined by the royal family, Li Xuantian!

This person is still carrying a person covered in blood, but I don't know who it is?

Ling Xiao was shocked by the tiger's body, and said sharply: "It's you?!" ”

The smoke on Li Xuantian's body, he never dared to forget, this person was the foundation building monk who invaded his manor in the first place!

When Xuanjizi heard this, a fine light suddenly shot out of his eyes.

Li Xuantian didn't look at Ling Xiao, he walked up to Xiao Weiyu and threw the person he was carrying on his shoulder to the ground.

Everyone looked at it and couldn't help but exclaim.

This person is actually Ma Ying!

However, Ma Ying's face was as pale as paper at the moment and she fell into a coma.

Xuanjizi looked at Li Xuantian, then at Ling Xiao, and seemed to understand something, and suddenly his eyes were like fire, and he glared at Xiao Weiyu and Li Xuantian angrily, and almost squeezed out three words from between his teeth:

"Good means!"

Li Xuantian sneered: "Daoist Xuanji, what do you want to imprison Ma Ying?" Let him talk about it himself! ”

Before the words fell, Li Xuantian pointed a little, and a spiritual light suddenly disappeared into Ma Ying's body.

Ma Ying was shocked, and then woke up.

At first glance, he saw Xuanjizi.

This glance seems to have spanned twenty years, allowing him to grow from childhood to adulthood.

Ma Ying trembled violently, and the eyes of the audience fell on him at this moment, but who could understand the battle between heaven and man in his heart?

"Ma Ying, what the hell is going on?" Xuan Yunzi couldn't help but ask sadly.

What happened today is really too amazing, even too absurd!

The Taoist priests present at this moment were all at a loss, not knowing what to do.

Suddenly!

Ma Ying froze his body, slowly got up, gritted his teeth and said, "Master...... Stop it! ”

Xuanjizi was shocked.

At the scene, there was silence for a moment, everyone looked at Ma Ying in shock, and deep in their hearts, they couldn't help but have a ridiculous guess.

"Ma Ying, what nonsense are you talking about, you......"

Ling Xiao was furious and scolded.

But before he finished speaking, Mrs. Panlong's old hand grabbed his life door like lightning, blocking the mana of his whole body, and he couldn't even speak.

Li Xuantian snorted, stopped Ma Ying in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Ma Ying, you don't have to be afraid, just tell me what you know!" ”

Ma Ying turned her head away, didn't dare to look at Xuanjizi's deep gaze, gritted her teeth and said, "Seven days ago, I cleaned up the retreat hall for my master, and I inadvertently ...... Inadvertently, under the futon of his old man's house, he found the magic knife to kill the soul. At that time, I was frightened, and I hurriedly asked the master for the reason, but he stunned me, and then imprisoned me in the Pure Yang Palace......"

"Ma Ying, what nonsense are you talking about!"

"Senior brother, you ......"

The Taoist priests were suddenly struck by lightning, and they were shocked beyond measure.

Ling Xiao's eyes were even more split, and he glared at Ma Ying angrily, only to feel that there was endless flames burning in his chest.

You're lying!

You're lying!

Ma Ying, you're looking at me!!

If it weren't for Lady Panlong always suppressing him, he would probably pounce directly.

As if feeling the pressing anger, Ma Ying bowed his head deeply and said in a low voice: "After the master imprisoned me, he began to raise the magic knife with my blood, saying that the magic knife must drink blood, otherwise the magic will be damaged, and it will be difficult to be promoted to a real magic treasure......

"What?!"

When everyone heard this, they were shocked.

The magic knife destroys the soul and can be promoted to the magic treasure?

What is the rationale for this?

"Xuanji Daoist, don't you explain?" The barefoot fairy couldn't help but ask.

Xuanjizi turned a deaf ear, and his gaze was always fixed on Ma Ying, looking at this disciple whom he was proud of in his life.

Ma Ying's head drooped lower and lower.

"Ma Ying, is it true?" Xuan Jizi asked suddenly, in those clear eyes, there seemed to be regret, pain, and as if he understood everything.

Ma Ying was shocked all over, and was silent for a long time, then suddenly turned around and looked directly at Xuanjizi!

"Master, stop it!" He said.

The bloodshot in his eyes is like a sharp knife, trying to cut himself off from the past!

"Found it!"

Outside the hall, there was a sudden scream.

Everyone was shocked, and then they saw Hong Zhutou holding a rectangular box, stepping into the hall with a panicked expression, and respectfully handing the box to Xiao Weiyu.

"My lord, we found this box after the Sanqing statue in the Pure Yang Palace......

Hong Zhutou gritted his teeth and said, his expression was extremely complicated.

Many people know this box, when the Lion Firm auction, the magic knife to destroy the soul, was contained in this box!

"What are you doing...... Planted! Frame! Xuan Lingzi roared.

"Hong swears with the devil in his heart, if there is a lie, I will not die well!" Hong Zhutou smiled bitterly and said solemnly.

Xiao Weiyu slammed open the box.

Everyone finally saw it, the magic sword destroyed the soul!

It was an ordinary black knife, with a long and narrow blade, revealing an inexplicable demonic light.

Since the appearance of this knife, the atmosphere has become extremely solemn, and some of those who are weak in cultivation even feel that the blood in their whole body is about to boil, and there are bursts of wailing and roaring sounds from the depths of their souls, which is extremely weird!

Xiao Weiyu suddenly covered the box, and then said sharply: "Come on, take everyone from Qingfeng Guan, take it down!" ”