"Kill the tongues!" Elder Han's voice was a little cold.

"Killed?" The middle-aged Confucian was slightly stunned, then shook his head and said, "No, let's not say that the Lingqing Palace will not agree, even if they agree, the head of the sect will not agree." After all, Fang Yan killed the two people of Lingqing Palace, and everyone can know, which is a great good thing for us. We can't protect him, but if we kill him, Qingyun Peak will probably be laughed off by the world. Even if we don't want the panacea on him, we can't do such self-inflicted things. ”

When the middle-aged Confucian said this, his voice was also a little cold, as if he was a little unhappy with the idea proposed by Elder Han.

"Senior brother, do you think that all I think is the panacea on him?" Elder Han obviously felt the coldness in his tone, and said with a wry smile, "Do you remember what Senior Sister Mo said earlier? ”

The middle-aged Confucian was stunned for a moment, and there was a puzzled look in his eyes.

"Let's not forget his potential." Elder Han said, "Although he didn't rely on his true strength to kill the disciples of the Lingqing Palace, everything he did in this Qingyun Mountain Range before relied on his own strength. Among the disciples who can join Qingyun Peak, which one will be a general?"

The middle-aged Confucian frowned slightly.

"However, you also know everything that happened before, and there should be no one in the same rank who will be his opponent. If we really let the people of Lingqing Palace take away the dialect, they would definitely find a way to imagine the panacea on him. And with the temperament of dialects, it is natural that it will not be handed over easily. Therefore, leaving his life and letting him join the Lingqing Palace is very likely to be their most powerful condition. In the face of this temptation, do you think the tongues will not agree? ”

The middle-aged Confucian didn't say a word, but his brows were furrowed deeper and deeper.

"If the number of panacea on the dialect is scarce, it will be fine. If the elixir on his body is a terrifying number, or if there is someone behind him who can refine the elixir, then the Lingqing Palace will soon surpass us and Yunxiaomen and become the biggest force, and it is not impossible to annex us in the end. ”

"You think he has a lot of panacea on him?" The middle-aged Confucian scholar's tone was a little heavy.

"Eighty percent." Elder Han said: "From the time he first participated in the selection of disciples in the sect, he had the Ten Thousand Soul Pill in his body, and now such a long time has passed, and he still has the Ten Thousand Soul Pill on his body, it can be seen that there are not many of them on him. ”

The middle-aged Confucian didn't say anything more, but his face became a little ugly, and his eyes flickered slightly, as if he was struggling with something.

Seeing this, an inexplicable smile curled into the corner of Elder Han's mouth, which flashed away.

"Senior brother, even if the amount of panacea on his body is scarce, we can't just let him go." Elder Han continued: "If he is really allowed to join the Lingqing Palace, I am afraid that he will really meet Senior Sister Mo's prediction, he will definitely be the great enemy of Qingyun Peak in the future, and we can't keep this hidden danger." ”

Elder Han seemed to have really moved his killing intent, and he was determined to put Fang Yan to death.

From the dialect to be able to kill the proud disciples of the Lingqing Palace, he was almost certain that there must be a panacea on him. Thinking of this, a nameless anger rose in his heart.

He hadn't forgotten that more than a year ago, Fang Yan had told him in person that he only had a panacea on him. Not only that, but he hadn't given him that panacea yet.

If that's it, what makes him unbearable is that after more than a year, a panacea actually appeared on him again. Coupled with the fact that the previous dialect ignored his existence and defied his orders in front of so many people, he naturally couldn't just forget it.

Not killing tongues is not enough to vent the hatred in his heart.

More importantly, he faintly felt that the reason why Fang Yan dared to admit it in person was not because he had the heart of death. It is very likely that he is ready and wants to exchange the panacea for his own thoughtfulness. If he really used the elixir to trade with the Lingqing Palace, the Lingqing Palace should not refuse.

But how could he let this happen right under his nose? How could he be so cheap to him?

The middle-aged Confucian frowned, his eyes kept blinking, and he didn't say a word for a long time, as if he was weighing the gains and losses.

Opposite him, the white-haired old man and the thin old man had calm faces, but their eyes were firmly fixed on the middle-aged Confucian and Elder Han.

Naturally, they could also see that it was these two people who were discussing at this time.

The silence for a long time made Elder De Mo open his eyes a little strangely, and turned his head to look at the middle-aged Confucian on the side, his eyes rolled, but he didn't say anything. In her eyes, dialects are ironclad and can't be preserved.

She was just a little curious, the matter was a foregone conclusion, what else did they have to discuss?

The previous quarrel didn't make Fang Yan feel anything unusual, but when it suddenly quieted down, he felt a trace of nervousness inexplicably. Unspeakable nervousness.

Opposite him, Han Aya'er glanced up at him from time to time, her gaze was extremely complicated. It seems that he has not yet recovered from the shock that he dared to admit in his own words.

"Senior brother, what are you still hesitating about?" The middle-aged Confucian was silent for a long time, and Elder Han was a little anxious, as if he was afraid that his heart would be soft, so he let the dialect go.

"Letting go of the tongues will do us more harm than good."

"That being said, let's not say that the people of Lingqing Palace will not agree, and more importantly, this matter has spread, and the impact on us is not small." The middle-aged Confucian still has some scruples.

"Senior brother, when did you become so timid?" Elder Han hurriedly said, "Have you forgotten that now Fang Yan is still a disciple of our sect, what qualifications does Lingqing Palace have to refuse?" Besides, if we really want to kill him, will they be able to stop him? Fang Yan killed two of their disciples, and we killed Fang Yan to make amends, isn't there anything wrong with that? ”

The middle-aged Confucian was silent again, and after a long while, he let out a long breath, as if he had made a decision.

"Okay, according to what you say, this matter will be handled by you."

"Yes, senior brother." Elder Han's face was happy, and then he walked towards Fang Yan's deeds.

"Elder Han, what are you doing here?" The thin old man's face changed, and he blocked his way again.

"Judging by your appearance, it seems that it has been discussed, so should you tell us first, how did you decide?"

Elder Han glanced at him coldly and said, "The dialect can't be taken away by you. ”

"Elder Han ......" the white-haired old man said angrily, "So it seems that you are clearly trying to tear up the agreement we made at the beginning?" ”

At this time, Fang Yan was also stunned, and looked at Elder Han with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

Don't...... At this point, Qingyunfeng still wants to protect himself? How is this possible?

Not only him, but even Elder Mo beside him was also surprised at this time, looking at Elder Han who suddenly changed his attitude a little inexplicably, his eyes were full of incomprehension.

She really couldn't understand that when she came to the door to ask for help before, he refused to let go, but now that he has admitted it himself, he actually wants to protect him?

"Agreements?" Elder Han smiled slightly and said, "Naturally, we don't dare to tear up the agreement. ”

"And what do you mean?"

"It's not interesting." Elder Han said, "Anyway, Fang Yan is also a disciple of my sect, but he has already committed such a crime, and we will not shield him." ”

Speaking of this, he suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at Fang Yan, and with a sharp movement of his palm, a red palm print appeared in front of Fang Yan out of thin air, smashing down on his chest.

"What are you doing?"

A roar rang out almost simultaneously.

"Shhh

The sudden attack made De Fang Yan gasp violently, and a look of horror that could not be concealed radiated from his eyes.

He never imagined that this Elder Han would launch such a deadly attack on him without warning. He had no doubt that if this attack did fall on him, he would surely die.

After a moment of stunned thought, he immediately came back to his senses, forcibly endured the fear that permeated his heart, and quickly condensed a vitality in his palm, surging towards the escape talisman that he had held for most of the day.

However, it was too late.

It was a moment of stunned thought, the red palm print had reached his chest, and he had even felt the surging power in this palm print.

The corners of his mouth were filled with bitterness, and he closed his eyes in despair.

Just as this attack was about to fall on Fang Yan, a wrinkled palm flashed out from the side, and it was forcibly interspersed between this palm print and Fang Yan.

"Bang!"

A dull sound resounded throughout the hall.

The palm in front of Fang Yan's body shook slightly, and the red palm print mixed with terrifying power cracked in response, and the ripples of vitality visible to the naked eye spread in all directions like water waves.

"Ahem......"

This ripple of vitality fell on Fang Yan's body, and the huge impact directly shook him into the air, like an arrow from the string, and slammed into the column more than ten zhang away.

"Poof......

A mist of blood erupted from Fang Yan's mouth, and then, his figure fell vertically.

"Smack!"

"Poof!"

The figure fell to the ground, and a thick stream of blood spurted out of his mouth again, staining the clothes on his chest a little blindly.

Although the power of that palm print was blocked by the palm that suddenly appeared, the rest of the power almost killed him, and the blow of the Supreme Elder was obvious. If all the power of the blow just now fell on him, he would probably have been shattered by this time......

From Elder Han's sudden attack to Fang Yan's serious injury and falling to the ground, although it seems to be a long time, it is actually just a blink of an eye. The sudden change made everyone not come back to their senses.

There is only one exception.

Elder Mo's face was full of anger, and he withdrew his somewhat painful palm, and before she could make any moves, his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

The next moment, she appeared in front of Fang Yan out of thin air, and a loud shout erupted from her mouth.

"What are you going to do!!