According to Murong He's expectations, the highly poisonous software in his hand should be inserted in Xie Zheng's chest at this moment.

And the actual situation was that Xie Zheng moved faster, and before the soft sword arrived, Zhiyue complied with the call, as fast as a flash of light, and pierced Murong He's left chest in an instant.

A sword cultivator in the middle of the Tribulation has reached a completely different height in terms of cultivation and physical strength.

But under the Broken Moon Sword, his invincible defense was easily broken.

Not only that, after only being hit by a sword, Murong He unexpectedly found that a paralyzing feeling that made him unable to move spread from his chest to his whole body in the blink of an eye.

Meridians, blood, jade mansion, sea knowledge, and soul.

It was as if he was bound by something, his body was stiff, unable to move, and he couldn't use the slightest spiritual power.

Only the blood from the wound, like a rushing stream, soaked the hem of his clothes and the ground under his feet in an instant.

Xie Zheng followed his line of sight and couldn't help frowning.

was careless, just thinking about waiting for the rabbit, but she didn't expect that killing people would bleed and dirty her room.

"Murong He, you are really dead and you still want to make trouble for me."

Xie Zheng sneered, his fingertips moved slightly, and Zhiyue suddenly pulled himself out of his chest, the clear sword body was soaked in blood, and under the darkness of the room and the strong smell of blood, it looked hideous and terrifying.

Murong He only felt that a dizzying white light flickered in front of him, and the wound that was originally paralyzing and unconscious suddenly overflowed with a violent pain like a tide.

It's a pity that not only can he not move, but he can't even speak, and his heart is terrified, but there is nothing he can do.

"Oh, I can't imagine it's so easy to kill a Tribulation Period, it seems that I will be able to beat my master in no time!"

Xie Zheng didn't take Murong He in his eyes at all, he just thought he was a dead man who couldn't turn over the wind and waves, and he didn't know whether he was talking to himself or talking to him.

Murong He was angry and afraid, with great hatred in his heart, no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't break free.

After a while, the door to the room was pushed open from the outside, and a tall man walked in.

At that moment, he thought that the person who saved him had come, and his heart suddenly flooded with ecstasy.

The next moment, however, the ecstasy was doused with a basin of cold water.

The man didn't squint, and slowly walked to Xie Zheng's side, without saying a word.

Seeing the light in his eyes suddenly lit up and extinguished in an instant, Xie Zheng felt a little funny.

"Elder Murong, when you repeatedly brutalized young disciples, did you ever think that you would have such a day?"

"You don't really think that no one in the sect really knows about the things you did, right?"

"Since the sect master doesn't want to be this wicked person, then it's up to me, a warm-hearted disciple, to come."

After speaking, the Folding Moon Sword, which was hidden somewhere, suddenly burst out, and a faint blue sword light pierced the night.

However, in just an instant, the sword light was annihilated, and at the same time, Murong He's Jade Mansion was pierced.

The Supreme Elder, who had been in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect for hundreds of years, died lightly and quietly in the small courtyard on the mountainside of the Pillow Moon Peak.

Didn't get the attention of people and people.

At the same time, the suzerain's peak.

"Death is death, even if Xie Zheng doesn't do it, the old immortal will die at the hands of others one day."

It was Elder Qi Feng who spoke, he leaned back in his chair, stroked his long beard, and the expression on his face was relaxed and comfortable, as if he was saying something inconsequential.

Especially when he said the word 'others', his eyes drifted to Zheng Qingyi not far away.

As if feeling the peeping, Zheng Qingyi, who was originally closing his eyes and recuperating, slowly opened his eyes, and a touch of mockery appeared on his cold face.

"Less high-sounding nonsense."

Elder Qi Feng smiled and didn't speak, Jiang Yunhe saw this, shook his head, and sighed: "No matter how you say it, he is also the Supreme Elder of the Law Enforcement Hall, and he was killed by a junior disciple like this, isn't it... Not so good? ”

As soon as Jiang Yunhe's voice fell, Huang Xueguang suddenly laughed, her voice was gentle and soft, but it sounded a little uncomfortable.

"Senior Brother Jiang, if you really want to spare his life, why don't you act earlier? It's too late to say anything by then. ”

Jiang Yunhe: "......"

Listening to Huang Xueguang's words, Zheng Qingyi sneered coldly: "If you have the leisure to chew the root of your nephew's tongue behind your back, you might as well clean up the Law Enforcement Hall." ”

"Yuan Hongming received his son under his disciple and cultivated him as the next law enforcement hall master, don't you know about this?"

"His son has poor talent and character, and he is simply useless."

Zheng Qingyi didn't speak on weekdays, but he finally spoke once, and directly stabbed him, the sect master, into a place of shame.

It's not that he doesn't know the situation of the Law Enforcement Hall, and it's not that the Law Enforcement Hall has targeted Xie Zheng several times, it's just...

"I... Let's be honest with you, these things are actually not for Xun Lang to let me interfere in. ”

"He once said that all of this is a catastrophe for Master Xie's nephew, and she must step over it one by one in person."

He only knows so much, Xun Lang Jianzun acts, never explains to others, if it weren't for the fact that he is the sect master, Xu Shi would not even be able to say a word.

Elder Qi Feng suddenly shook his head and sighed: "Alas, Xun Lang is always mysterious, if there is anything, he doesn't say it, they are all members of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect with the same spirit, what is there that can't be thought of together?" ”

Hearing his words, Jiang Yunhe also sighed: "He is also for us and for the good of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect." ”

Others may not know, but a few of you here have seen the catastrophe.

A person like Xun Lang Jianzun was supposed to be an invincible existence that broke the barriers of the Tianhai Continent, but in the past three thousand years, few monks have been able to break through to Mahayana.

But even if he can't really break through, he still continues to get stronger.

This near-invincible state lasted for nearly a hundred years, and his body lasted to the end of the crossbow, and he could no longer hold more spiritual power.

At the same time, the Heavenly Dao Law under the dome seemed to sense that there was a delusional attempt to break through the birth of his existence, so every time Xun Lang Sword Venerable made a sword, there was a place on the Tianhai Continent that would suffer from the Heavenly Tribulation.

When he realized this fact, Xun Lang Jianzun sealed the sword and escaped from the world.

Therefore, older people who know the inside story can often understand him, and even go to great lengths to find a solution.

"Xun Lang... It's not easy, either. ”

Elder Qi Feng sighed: "It's not easy for everyone, only he is the most difficult. ”

He has been forced to have no way out, but he is still planning for his own apprentices.

Huang Xueguang also sighed: "Heaven is unfair." ”

Several people chatted and chatted, and soon left the news of Murong He's death behind.

Therefore, when Xie Zheng dragged a dead dog and dragged a corpse to the Sect Master Peak, everyone in the hall fell into a strange silence when they looked at the long and hideous blood marks dragged out of the snow-white floor.

It was Jiang Yunhe, as the head of a sect, whose heart was relatively strong, and he was the first to react.

"Thank you, nephew... This... What's going on? ”

Xie Zheng threw away the corpse in his hand, and his face was surprised: "Doesn't the sect master know what I went back to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect for?" ”

Jiang Yunhe was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "What is it for?" ”