Zhang Yuanhao glanced at the many disciples of the Lingguang Sect and continued: "My Lingguang Sect has a strong history, and although it is now in a slight decline, it is still a major sect. And I've been living in the Lingguang Sect almost since I was a child, and for me, this is my home!"

The voice resounded in all directions, and many disciples of the Lingguang Sect heard it and began to talk in low voices.

Zhang Yuanhao continued: "The Lingguang faction treats me well, and I can't reciprocate, just wait for one day, if I can resist the ancestor of Jiedan, I will return to Cangfeng Country and repay him with a grass ring!"

The aftermath was lingering, resounding in the sky, Sun Fei and the others felt bad when they heard this, and the spiritual power on their bodies was urged early.

Zhang Yuanhao paused and continued: "But today, I want to say sorry to all of you! Lu Jiansheng deceives people too much, if you don't kill this person, I, Zhang Yuanhao, swear not to be a person! The Lingguang faction is at odds with me, then I and Zhang Yuanhao will betray the sect!"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a shock, and everyone suddenly became in an uproar.

"Do it!"

Sun Fei glanced at several elders, and suddenly two elders shot out and flew towards Zhang Yuanhao's figure.

Zhang Yuanhao turned his back to the foundation building cultivators, his spiritual sense floated up, and he slashed towards Lu Jiansheng's limp figure with the Red Feather Sword.

"Ding!"

Second Elder Zhou Jin was the fastest, a sword flew up, knocked down the Red Feather Knife, looked at Zhang Yuanhao coldly, and was about to open his mouth to reprimand, but saw the Fourth Elder Ouyang Yan who followed closely behind him with a frightened look.

Zhou Jin suddenly turned around, only to see that the Red Feather Knife, which had just been shot down by his sword, was flying towards Lu Jiansheng at an extremely terrifying speed, which was a little faster than the speed of ordinary Foundation Building Realm flight.

"Not good!"

Sun Fei's face changed drastically, and he moved in unison with the figures of several elders behind him.

He regretted a little in his heart, regretting that he didn't immediately subdue Zhang Yuanhao, but it seemed that it was too late.

"No!"

Lu Jiansheng lay bruised in a large pit of rubble and fragments of broken magic weapons, almost unable to move, watching the crimson light slash towards his neck as fast as thunder and lightning.

The Red Feather Blade was extremely sharp, and in an instant, he cut off Lu Jiansheng's big head, and the headless neck spurted out a large stream of blood, like a fountain.

Lu Jiansheng's eyes were round, and he didn't bat at death, and his eyes were full of resentment.

With a slash out, Zhang Yuanhao suddenly felt a light on his body, and his spiritual sense swept towards Lu Jiansheng's remnants, only to see that his qi luck seed withered completely, turning into a cyan streamer that shot straight at him, instantly integrating into his body.

"Zhang Yuanhao!" Second Elder Zhou Jin roared angrily, "Do you know what you're doing?

Ouyang Yan's figure flickered, appeared in front of Zhang Yuanhao, looked at him with a complicated face, and sighed.

Sun Fei and the others came to build the foundation in a moment, some were angry, and some were helpless. Sun Fei stared at Zhang Yuanhao's eyes: "What are you going to do?"

Zhang Yuanhao calmed down the surprise that had just absorbed the huge luck, and said solemnly: "Sect Master, one person does things and one person is responsible, I killed him, and the cause and effect will naturally be borne by me." It's just that these disciples of mine ......"

Sun Fei sighed and said, "Don't worry, Protector Zhang, the sect will definitely take care of your disciples, but you ...... yourself."

Zhang Yuanhao waved his hand and said with a smile: "The world is so big, Cangfeng Country is just a corner, where can I Zhang Yuanhao go?"

A trace of apology appeared on Sun Fei's face: "It's the sect that can't stand you, and it makes you feel cold!"

Zhang Yuanhao shook his head again and again, and said heartily: "Sect Master, the sect has always treated me like a relative, and I have always regarded the Lingguang Sect as my home. I'm just going out to avoid the limelight this time, and when I have the cultivation to resist the knot pill or Li Zhenyang's old man dies, can I go back to the sect?"

Sun Fei's eyes were a little red at the moment, he took a deep breath, and said, "Protector Zhang, without further ado, you leave immediately." The sect will provide you with a sum of spirit stones for free, and if you have any needs, just put them forward, and the sect will try its best to meet you!"

What do you want!

Zhang Yuanhao had long been thinking about the Lingguang Sect's Zhen Sect's Spirit Recipe "Burning Mountain Jue", and just then this opportunity was brought up, and then Sun Fei gave him a bunch of talisman weapons and high-grade talismans, and then told him to flee from Cangfeng Country quickly.

Zhang Yuanhao dealt with the affairs within the sect, handed over his rights to Zhao Peng, and handed over several disciples to him. Of course, Long Xin's little girl must be taken away. Then, he gathered a few of his disciples, had a good conversation for a while, and after giving many spirit stone magic weapons, he took Long Xin out of the air.

......

Cangfeng country, Yandu Mountain.

This mountain is as high as 1,800 zhang, the mountain peak is towering into the clouds, the top of the mountain is cold all the year round, and mortals can't pass it. In fact, this is exactly where the famous Yi Yan Sword Sect of Cangfeng Country is located.

Yi Yan Sword Sect, Ancestral Spirit Hall.

A late stage Qi cultivation disciple on duty sat cross-legged on the ground, drowsy, and several times his head almost hit the table in front of him, but he quickly lifted it up again.

A cool breeze blew, and he couldn't help but shiver and get refreshed.

"What demon wind?"

The disciple scolded and patted the dust on his trouser leg, stood up, and his eyes swept over the columns of ancestral tablets as usual, then the monument of merit, and finally to the lifelight of the sect monk.

In fact, he also found this work very boring, and stayed in this dark place every day. Besides, in his mind, this place was impossible to have an accident. After all, in Cangfeng Country, who would dare to touch the tiger whiskers of the Yi Yan Sword Sect?

Rows of oil lamps burning with green flames are neatly arranged in a remote corner of the ancestral hall, which looks quite beautiful at a glance on weekdays. But today, this disciple just glanced at it, his eyes quickly straightened, and then he let out an earth-shattering scream as if he had seen a ghost.

"Lu Jiansheng's life light is out!"

......

"Qi Zhenyang Ancestor! Jian Sheng went out this time, saying that he was training, but in fact, he had a heavy responsibility, and it was to test the attitude of the Lingguang Sect. Didn't expect ......"

In the gloomy hall, an old monk with white hair knelt on the ground in horror, and said in a trembling voice.

"Aura!"

In the depths of the main hall, a grand voice came out and echoed in the main hall.

"Pass on my order, send Elder Teng Sha of the Punishment Hall to lead the three elders of the late stage of foundation building, go to the Lingguang Sect Xingshi to ask for the crime, and be sure to capture the murderer!"

The grand sound is like the chant of the gods and Buddhas, and the thunder of the tiger and leopard is poured into the ears, making people tremble when they hear it.

"Follow the Ancestral Teachings!"

The old foundation scrambled to his feet, then closed the bronze door and left.

"Spiritual Sect ......," the voice muttered, not knowing what was in mind.