Looking at Zhuo Yifan, who was trembling a little in the moonlight, Jian Chen waved his hand and said, "Since you have nothing to do with the death of the two deacons in my mountain gate, for the sake of you being a junior, get out of my Sword Pavilion!"

The reason why Zhuo Yifan took the initiative to talk to Jian Chen was to dissociate himself from the death of the two deacons on the ground before he started, and at this moment Jian Chen did not pursue him to leave, he just couldn't ask for it, so he hurriedly saluted Jian Chen, and then commanded the disciples in the door to gather and go down the mountain.

"Hey, I didn't expect the people in the Dustless Pavilion to be so spineless, in vain I looked at him a few more times!" Liu Piaoran saw that Zhuo Yifan was leaving, and sighed and said sarcastically.

Zhuo Yifan stopped when he heard the sound, secretly wondering that Su Meizhuang would not stop there, but he was very curious, so with the strength of Liu Piaoran and Su Mo Wen, what to do to fight with Jian Chen, he waved his hand with his back to Liu Piaoran and said: "This time I came to offend other people's mountain gates, and now that the head of the family is here, I can't find any reason to continue to stay!"

After that, he led a group of people from his mountain gate to return to the original road, and at this moment, the deacons and outer disciples who stayed in the Sword Pavilion rushed one after another, and several of them wanted to leave Zhuo Yifan and his party behind, but they listened to the head of Jianchen and said: "Let them go!"

Zhuo Yifan and the others left safely.

Fang Yilin saw that the people of Zhuo Wuchen Pavilion had gone away, and a large number of disciples of the Sword Seeking Pavilion had arrived, and her heart was panicked, she was different from Zhuo Yifan, although the two deacons were not killed by her on purpose, but after all, it was she who seriously injured them, so that Liu Piaoran could easily succeed, if Jian Chen was held accountable, she would not be able to run away from responsibility.

It was too passive, she also decided to take the initiative to ask Jian Chen for her resignation like Zhuo Yifan, and took a few steps forward to salute Jian Chen: "Fang Yilin, the chief of the junior Kong Cicada Nunnery, meets the senior of Jian Chen, the head of the Sword Pavilion. ”

Jian Chen's sharp gaze fell on her trembling hands, and she asked in a deep voice, "Have you ever sent Fang Tian and Fang Tianer to be deacons with me?"

Fang Yilin's hands trembled even more, and he hurriedly nodded and explained, "The juniors have indeed fought each other, but the juniors have no intention of killing, please be aware of the juniors!"

She is worried not only about her own safety, but also about the safety of the entire disciples of the Empty Cicada Nunnery in this mountain, the disciples present this time are all the inner elites of the Empty Cicada Nunnery, if they are killed by Jian Chen, the Empty Cicada Nunnery will have no successor, and as the leader of the team, she will also become the sinner of the fall of the Empty Cicada Nunnery.

Jian Chen turned his head and asked Sikong Xing, "Is what this woman said true?"

Sikong Xing looked at Fang Yilin and then at Liu Piaoran, thought for a moment in his heart, and replied, "No! she just wanted to kill those two deacon brothers!"

"Sikong Xing, you bastard, you lie!" Fang Yilin scolded anxiously.

Jian Chen's gaze was fixed on Sikong Xing, his voice was a little lower, and he asked again, "Is what you said true?"

Sikong Xing saw the doubt in Jian Chen's eyes, and didn't dare to hide it anymore, muttering: "Although the person was not killed by her, it is indeed a fact that she was seriously injured. ”

"Hmm~" Jian Chen nodded with his white beard, and continued to ask, "Then who is the real murderer?"

"Yes~Yes~" Sikong Xing hesitated and looked at Liu Piaoran, the bond between them was mutual, and they didn't want each other to die when facing life and death, "Liu Piaoran is the real murderer!" He couldn't say these words at all.

Although it was very difficult for him to identify Liu Piaoran as the real murderer, but for Liu Piaoran, it seemed that it was nothing to admit to killing, and when Sikong Xing was struggling to choose, Liu Piaoran swore and pointed at himself, and said to Jian Chen charmingly: "Why are the seniors so murderous, it was the juniors who killed them by mistake for a while, and I hope the seniors will forgive me?"

Sikong Xing looked at Liu Piaoran's charming posture, and an urge to caress and hug, love, and obey suddenly welled up in his heart, and the blood in his body surged, and this impulse gradually sublimated into a desire to possess......

"Meditation, condensation, selflessness, forgetting to sit ......"

Hearing the old voice in his ears, Sikong Xing slowly recovered from his uncontrollable desires and impulses, he took a few deep breaths, wiped away the sweat on his head, and sighed: "What a powerful charm technique!"

Then he looked at Jian Chen beside him, but he didn't react, and he admired deeply in his heart, "It is worthy of being the head of my faction, his mind is as deep as the sea, and his little charm technique can't make any waves." Then he thanked Jian Chen: "Thank you for your timely help!"

Jian Chen nodded at him, then turned to Liu Piaoran and said: "It's useless for the old man to use the spells of the evil demon and the outer way of the little girl, I don't care who you are, it's only right to kill people to pay for your life, you can die!"

As he spoke, Jian Chen's fingers were put together, and he waved his fingers into a sword, and a sharp white mang shot quickly towards Liu Piaoran, but Liu Piaoran was calm, and cast a spell to evoke many vines from the ground, and the vines crisscrossed the end of the vine wall, and tens of millions of plum blossoms bloomed on the wall instantly, and the white mang hit the plum blossoms, and then stabbed on the vine man, like mud flowing into the sea, and there was no movement.

Su Mo asked Liu Piaoran to take Jianchen's move, quite proud, the other party is the head of a faction, and Liu Piaoran is just an inner disciple, whether it is in terms of seniority, cultivation, or status, Liu Piaoran does not have the strength to take Jianchen's move, but in fact, she succeeded, and it was very easy to successfully take Jianchen's move.

"Old man, you are the head of a dignified faction, how can you have this little strength, no wonder there are many Jiupin sects on the edge of Dongzhou, but the owner of my family chose to bully you, it turns out that your strength is so poor that you can't let us bully it!" Su Mo asked proudly.

"It's a bully!"

Jian Chen frowned slightly, he hated hearing these words the most, so he hadn't heard them for a long time.

So, he waved out a white mang again, this white mang pointed directly at Su Mowen's heart, the white mang was extremely fast, Su Mowen couldn't dodge, and he could only run his true qi to resist.

Seeing this, Liu Piaoran hurriedly summoned a plum blossom vine wall in front of Su Mowen, thinking that it would be the same as last time, after Bai Mang hit the vine wall, it would flow into the sea like mud and no longer be threatening, but this time it was obviously very different, Bai Mang pierced through the vine wall, blocked by Su Mo Wen's true qi of the body, stagnated slightly, and then continued to move forward, piercing from the front chest, penetrating the back, and then flying a long distance before gradually disappearing.

Su Mowen was stunned for a moment, he didn't think at all, the cultivation genius of his dignified four-grade sect Su Meizhuang would actually die here today, although there was no blood flowing out of his chest, but he felt that his heart had been pierced, and hot blood was gushing in his body.

Puff~

A mouthful of blood spit out of his mouth, Su Mowen's face instantly turned pale, at first ten fears, fear of death, reluctance to give up on life, when this mouthful of blood gushed out, he began to become calm, and the corners of the bloodstained mouth hooked up a trace of arc.

Su Mo asked and smiled: "I have lived for more than 20 years, but I didn't expect that the happiest time would be temporary." ”

He turned his head to look at Sikong Xing and continued: "I finally understand why you looked at me like that when you were dying just now, because you sympathize with me, you sympathize with me from the bottom of your heart!"

At this moment, there was already bright red blood flowing out of his chest and back where the sword qi penetrated, and when he saw that his whole body was full of blood, he approached Sikong Xing step by step, the corners of his mouth were still raised, and there was a shuddering smile.

"Actually, death is also a relief for you, why don't we go on the road together?"

Su Mo asked as he quickly pulled out a cold short sword from his sleeve and stabbed it towards Sikong Xing quickly.

If it was before Jian Chen's appearance, Sikong Xing did regard death as home, full of despair, and intended to die, but after Jian Chen's appearance, if the morning sun gave him infinite hope, with Jian Chen's backing, he and Su Mo Wen and Liu Piaoran were no longer the same kind of people, how could he follow Su Mo's intention to ask and die with him at this moment?

Sikong Xing quickly retreated, and at the same time waved his long sword to block the short sword in Su Mo Wen's hand, Su Mo Wen was bleeding more than half of the time, dying, and now it was the end of the strong crossbow, Jian Chen did not interfere, and let Sikong Xing deal with it himself, because he knew very well that Su Mo asked the consequences of hitting his finger of sword qi, and Su Mo Wen's vitality and cultivation would not be one in ten in an instant.

Looking at the dying Su Mo asked, Liu Piaoran's beautiful eyes that had always been indifferent finally burst into tears, if Sikong Xing was the only fetter in her childhood memory, then Su Mo Wen was an inseparable shadow that had been with her until now, if the two had to be compared, then Su Mo Wen was far more important to her than Sikong Xing.

"Owner, don't ask your junior brother to die, don't you show up yet?" Liu Piaoran suddenly wailed towards the dark night sky.

She has been able to maintain a calm and calm posture all the way, not only because she is a master of art and bold, but also because Liu Sumei told her that she would show up at the most critical time, so that she should not have any fear.

"Su Mo asked if he couldn't die~"

In the dark night sky floated a woman's voice, not as charming as Liu Piaoran, but more mature, clear and rich.

Then, a figure flew in from the night sky and landed beside Su Mowen, grabbed Su Mowen with one hand, grabbed Sikong Xing with the other, when she grabbed Su Mowen and threw a pill into his mouth, and then infused his body with true qi, and when the other hand was about to catch Sikong Xing, he was pushed away by Jian Chen's true qi.

"Lord Liuzhuang, you are indeed here too!" Jian Chen stood in front of Sikong Xing and said to the figure.

Sikong Xing learned that the figure in front of him was Liu Sumei's heart, and he panicked, although there was sword dust in front of him, his feet had already stepped back uncontrollably.

Liu Sumei's hand to catch Sikong Xing was empty, and she didn't entangle with the sword dust, and retreated to Liu Piaoran's side with Su Mowen, Liu Piaoran saw that it was really the owner of the village who appeared, and hurriedly saluted to pay respects, but was stopped by Liu Sumei, "At a special moment, there is no need to be polite, you take Mo Wen back to the mountain first, and the owner of the village here will deal with it!"