"Tongues, answer me." Seeing that Fang Yan didn't answer, an anger flashed across Elder Han's face.

In front of Lingqing Palace, a low-level disciple under his own sect actually ignored him, which made him feel embarrassed.

"Elder Han, do you also think that I killed those two people?" The tongue finally spoke.

"I'm asking you." A cold glint flashed in Elder Han's eyes, as if he didn't like Fang Yan's attitude at this time.

"Elder Han, the disciples of Lingqing Palace are all late-stage strength, and I am only middle-stage strength." Fang Yan said slowly: "If I really had the strength to kill them, I wouldn't have been forced to flee down the mountain overnight by Lei Ming's people." ”

"Good excuse." Before Elder Han could speak, the white-haired elder sneered and said, "Since you say so, can you explain why the fatal wounds on my disciple's body match your spiritual weapon?" ”

"This senior, if you were to replace me, would you take the initiative to provoke an opponent whose strength is a level stronger than you?" The dialect seems to be open-minded, and the tone is a little unscrupulous.

The white-haired old man's eyes narrowed, as if he had guessed what the other party wanted to say.

"As long as it is a normal person, he should not take the initiative to provoke a person whose strength is a level stronger than himself. What's more, before entering that valley, I already knew that the other party was a proud disciple of the Lingqing Palace, so how could I take the initiative to provoke her? ”

"You don't have to explain so much." Elder Han said lightly, "You just need to tell me, does their death have anything to do with you?" ”

Fang Yan glanced at him and smiled slightly. Say a categorical word out of your mouth.

"Yes!"

Elder Han's pupils shrank sharply, and he looked at him with a shocked expression, obviously not expecting that he would really dare to admit it.

Even the middle-aged Confucian student couldn't sit still at this time, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Not only the two of them, but also the white-haired old man and the thin old man were also slightly stunned at this time, and they were also surprised. And Han Aya'er, who was standing next to the thin old man, opened her mouth even wider and looked at him with a dull expression.

"How dare he really admit it?"

The thought crossed everyone's minds at about the same time.

Elder Mo turned his head and glanced at the dialect beside him, shook his head helplessly, and didn't say anything more.

At this point, it's a lack of strength. Even if the head of Qingyun Peak came back, it would be impossible to save his life.

"You...... What did you just say? After a long while, Elder Han was the first to come back to his senses and looked at Fang Yan with a bewildered expression.

"I killed people." Fang Yan replied calmly: "It's just that before I killed her, she attacked me first." If it weren't for my cleverness, I'm afraid it would be me lying in the sand at this moment. ”

"Elders, what else do you have to say now?" The white-haired old man had also come back to his senses at this time, and looked at the middle-aged Confucian students with a cold face, as if he hadn't heard what Fang Yan had just said.

At this time, although he had come back to his senses, he was still in a trance, and he couldn't believe that the task of this trip was completed so easily. Before they came, they never thought that the dialect would have the courage to admit it.

He had expected that Fang Yan would find some other excuse to prevaricate the matter. If someone else has snatched a spiritual weapon, or someone else has the same spiritual weapon, or so on. But he never thought that he would dare to admit it in person.

Thinking of this, he glanced at the middle-aged Confucian and Elder Han on the opposite side without a trace, and it was only then that he seemed to remember that since Fang Yan entered here, only Elder Mo had argued from time to time, and the two of them had not spoken a word from beginning to end.

Don't...... What else is hidden here? The white-haired old man turned his head to glance at Fang Yan, and a look of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Elder Xiao ......" At this time, Elder Mo spoke, "The dialect is right, with his strength, it is impossible to take the initiative to provoke a person whose strength is a level stronger than him." Although your disciple is dead, shouldn't all the responsibility be put on him? ”

"Elder Mo, you're wrong." The white-haired old man shook his head, "You must know that it is my disciple who is dying now, not Fang Yan. If the strength of my disciple is really stronger than him, it should be the dialect that dies now. Since he has the ability to kill my disciples, I have every reason to conclude that he took a fancy to the treasures on my disciples' bodies and took the initiative to attack her. ”

Elder Mo sighed and kept silent.

Elder Han's eyes flickered, and after glancing at the white-haired old man, he suddenly said to Fang Yan, "Fang Yan, you come with me." ”

With that, he turned and walked towards the rear.

Fang Yan glanced at him, his eyes flickered slightly, and he actually stood still.

At this time, Elder Mo and the white-haired old man seemed to want to say something, but after seeing that the dialect was not moving, they both closed their lips that had just opened. Then, they all looked at him meaningfully.

Elder Han walked a few steps, noticed that there was no movement behind him, glanced back, and then, his whole face darkened.

"Tongues, didn't you hear my words?"

Fang Yan lowered his head, looked at the soles of his feet, still motionless, and above the corners of his mouth, a sarcastic smile curled.

Although he didn't know what Elder Han wanted to do with him, he was already clear about his attitude towards this matter, and he wouldn't be naïve enough to think that anything good would happen when the other party was looking for him at this time. Things came to this point, he asked himself that it was impossible to stay in Qingyun Peak anymore, and naturally he was not afraid of offending him.

And he didn't see that the middle-aged Confucian beside Elder Mo was already frowning tightly.

He didn't even see the look of surprise on Han Aya'er's face that couldn't be concealed.

Seeing that his words were directly ignored by the dialect, Elder Han's face twitched, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and after pausing in place for a moment, he strode towards the dialect.

However, he had just taken two steps when the thin old man, who had been sitting still, suddenly stood up and stood in front of him.

"Elder Xiao, what do you mean by this?"

"What does Elder Han mean?" The thin old man smiled.

"There are still some puzzles in my door, and I need to ask him about them."

"The tongue has already admitted it himself, what else do you have to ask?"

Elder Han's face showed anger and said coldly: "Elder He, don't forget, Fang Yan is my disciple, this matter is very important, I naturally have to be careful." ”

"Although Fang Yan is your disciple, don't forget that at this moment, he killed two of my disciples." Not to be outdone, the thin old man stood still and did not move.

"If you really have something to ask, just ask."

Elder Han's eyes narrowed slowly, and he said coldly, "Get out of the way!" ”

The thin old man smiled and was unmoved.

"Get out of the way!"

Elder Han was furious, let out a loud shout from his mouth, and directly stretched out his hand and fell towards the other party.

The thin old man's eyes narrowed, and his palm turned slightly, colliding with the palm that had reached his chest.

"Huh!"

A majestic vitality spread wildly from the junction of the two palms.

"Stop."

The middle-aged Confucian snorted loudly, and with a stroke of his palm in front of him, an invisible transparent vitality instantly formed an ellipse, wrapping the thin old man and Elder Han.

"Bang bang!"

Almost at the same time that this Yuan Qi energy wrapped the two of them, the majestic Yuan Qi that spread wildly slammed down. Immediately afterwards, the light in the elliptical vitality shone brightly, dazzling, drowning the figures of the thin old man and the two in it.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a muffled sound sounded violently, and the elliptical vitality released by the middle-aged Confucian student shattered with a bang. Two figures quickly flashed out of it.

"Huh!"

At the same time that the elliptical vitality erupted, the remnants of the frenzied vitality violently dispersed in all directions.

"Hmm......"

Feeling this domineering extreme vitality energy, Fang Yan's face changed greatly, and before he could react in a hurry, his whole body flew up violently and threw it backwards.

"Smack!"

At this moment, a broad palm grabbed his arm, and immediately after, he felt the terrifying power that fell on his body disappear.

"Pedaling, Pedaling, Pedaling......"

The thin old man and Elder Han took four steps back, and then stabilized their bodies at the same time.

"What do you think this is?" The middle-aged Confucian had a gloomy face.

"Does Your Excellency mean that you want the old man to watch his attack fall on me?" The thin old man showed a sarcastic look on his face, and the implication of his words naturally told the middle-aged Confucian that he was not the first to do it.

"Elder He, we need to confirm something with the dialect, it doesn't seem inappropriate, right?" The middle-aged Confucian looked at him and asked.

"Naturally, no." The thin old man shook his head and said, "It's just that now that Fang Yan has admitted that he killed people, we naturally can't let him out of our sight anymore." Otherwise, how can we guarantee that we will never see him again? If you have something to ask, just ask right here. ”

The middle-aged Confucian student's eyes narrowed, and after a moment, he turned his head and glanced at Elder Han.

Elder Han took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and said slowly, "Fang Yan, did someone coerce you into what you just said? ”

"Nope." Fang Yan raised his head and replied calmly.

"So, the deaths of the two disciples under the Lingqing Palace are really related to you?"

"Yes." Dialects did not hesitate at all.

Elder Han nodded, didn't say anything more, and sat back in his place.

He didn't really want to ask anything when he was looking for dialects, but at this time, he had to ask two questions.

"Now, the truth has been revealed." Seeing that Elder Han didn't ask anything more, the white-haired old man said, "If there are no objections from a few of you, we will take him away." ”