The sword soldiers roared, the magic weapon hit the air, and they called the old Taoist priest together. However, the silent Taoist still closed his eyes and stood in place, like an old monk, motionless, unaware.

Wu Zhen desperately wanted to rescue, but the people who surrounded him were also desperate and didn't let him take a step forward at all. Wu Zhenhu had tears in his eyes and was slashed in many places on his body, but he didn't care about it, he just wanted to rush back to the silent Taoist.

However, it was always difficult to take a step beyond Lei Chi, and even if Wu Zhen tried his best, he could not get close to an inch.

The head Yang Xianyang also noticed the abnormality here, and he was even more conflicted in his heart. He knew that his junior brother looked thin and weak, but in fact, his heart was very strong, and the thing he recognized was the kind that nine cows couldn't pull back. To put it bluntly, it is stubborn and stubborn. He made up his mind at once, not to mention that he was the master, even if he was his master, I was afraid that it would be difficult for him to change his mind. What's more, if he makes a move now, then all the efforts he has made before will be in vain, but if he doesn't make a move, will he have to watch his junior brother die at the hands of this group of people who have lost their minds? This is simply a shame for the Ancient Sword Sect! For a while, Yang Xianyang's heart was like knocking over the five-flavor bottle, and it was not a taste inside and out.

At this moment, a bright red suddenly appeared in the sky, accompanied by a shout: "Whoever dares to touch the old Taoist priest, you will all die!"

I saw a sturdy figure descending from the sky, and the bright red under his feet was the light emitted by the fairy sword itself!

Wu Zhen heard this voice, his heart was shocked, and he muttered, "Senior brother?"

The silent Taoist naturally heard this voice, and he slowly opened his eyes. Quietly looking at the closed disciple who was jumping in the air, he looked at him with a pair of divine eyes, but there was no expression on his face.

This person is naturally Ling Huheng. He was like a god descending from heaven, with a move in his right hand, the "Bladeless" fairy sword galloped out, and the fairy sword was three points, and it was blocked with lightning speed, and it was almost half a foot away from hitting a magic weapon of the silent Taoist, which looked like a vicious magic weapon like a big nail, if it was nailed. The blood trough on it will definitely come out of the body, bringing out the blood of the scrubbing.

At this time, everyone looked to the sky. He whispered, "Who is that man?"

And the survivors of the battle outside the Medicine God Valley couldn't help but take two steps back when they saw the faces of the people who came, and a strong sense of unease appeared in their hearts, and even worse. I was so frightened that my legs trembled. "Demon, he's a demon!"

Everyone was even more confused: "Who is he, so arrogant?"

Someone glanced at the questioner with contempt, and said in his heart: "I don't even know the main master, and I said that I came to get rid of the scum, which is really ridiculous and generous! Presumably, you are also here to covet other people's fairy swords, and you don't look at how many catties and taels you have, how can you be blessed with such treasures?"

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Su Wujian was originally fighting against an elder of the Ancient Sword Sect. His cultivation had already reached the late stage of God Transformation, while that Ancient Sword Sect elder was only in the early stage of God Transformation. was beaten by him so that he could only protect himself, retreating step by step, and suffering unspeakably. And Ling Hu Heng's shout, Su Wujian subconsciously forced the elder back, looked at the sky, it was okay not to look at it, but when he saw it, he almost couldn't control himself.

Su Wujian had seen Ling Huheng's portrait, he had already understood Ling Huheng's every qiē clearly, except for what happened before he came to the Ancient Sword Sect, the portrait was naturally seen countless times. In his opinion, the flesh of food, the skin of fur, and the blood of drinking cannot be relieved of the hatred in his heart! As soon as he thought of the tragic death of his favorite disciple, the nameless fire in Su Wujian's heart soared, and the culprit in front of him was the culprit, where would he let it go?

I saw Su Wujian gritting his teeth and saying: "Little bastard, you finally appeared, the old man has been waiting for you for a long time, Lord Yama's oil pot has been brushed, just waiting for you to cook!"

His cultivation is profound, his words are clear, and the whole audience can hear it. If there are some intelligent people, they can hear the viciousness in Su Wujian's words, and they will naturally think that the main lord is the young man who descended from the sky with a majestic style.

"It seems to be a little too young, right?" said a seemingly middle-aged disciple of the Xuechi Sect quietly, he had been cultivating for many years, and he was only in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, if he was allowed to fight against more than a hundred immortal cultivators with similar cultivation alone, he would definitely surrender without a fight, after all, there were not many perverts like Ling Hu Heng who had luck and strength.

Ling Hu Heng slowly descended, guarded the side of the silent Taoist, looked at Su Wujian, and said coldly: "Is the Hades Palace opened by your family?

Su Wujian smiled angrily: "Sharp teeth and sharp mouth, the old man wants to see, can you be so hard-mouthed after a while?"

Ling Hu Heng snorted coldly and said, "For those dogs who bite people when they catch them, I have always liked to knock out their teeth. ”

Su Wujian was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, and snorted angrily: "Okay, the old man wants to see how good you are! Master Yang, you said that after this little bastard appears, it will be handed over to the old man to deal with, is this true?" At this moment, the fighting in the arena stopped, except for the injured wailing, the huge square seemed extremely quiet, and everyone was waiting for Yang Xianyang, waiting for his solution. The fierce fight just now seemed to be tight, but in fact, both sides were quite restrained, and except for a small number of people who were injured, no one died. Even if he played a real fire, he still had an alliance agreement, and he didn't make a ruthless move.

Yang Xianyang looked at Ling Hu Heng with a complicated expression, although he was grateful to Ling Hu Heng for appearing at the most critical moment to save the silent Taoist, but at this moment, the shape was obviously worse than before, and Su Wujian's step by step made him helpless. He wanted to protect this promising disciple, but he also didn't want to ruin the reputation of the Ancient Sword Sect, but how could there be the best of both worlds in the world?

Yang Xianyang pondered for a while, and finally said, "Why don't you listen to what Ling Huheng said?"

Su Wujian obviously knew what trick Yang Xianyang wanted to play, because he often did such things as covering his ears and stealing the bell, but in his opinion, it was normal for him to do it himself, but he couldn't see others doing it, this was that only the governor was allowed to set fires, and the people were not allowed to light the lamps.

Yang Xianyang didn't wait for Su Wujian to express his position, so he asked first: "Linghu Heng, Lao Dao asks you as the head of the sect, have you ever done anything indecent to Ling Yao, a disciple of the Medicine God Valley?"

Ling Hu Heng's expression was arrogant, and he said: "I make Hu Heng do things worthy of heaven and earth." Worthy of my conscience, I have never done anything so inferior to a man or beast!"

Su Wujian looked at them coldly. snorted, but didn't speak, as if with the attitude of watching a play.

Yang Xianyang continued to ask, "Then why is it rumored in the rivers and lakes that you have abducted Ling Yao?"

Ling Hu Heng said: "This matter is deliberately confusing by someone, and I, Ling Hu Heng, have never abducted anyone!"

Yang Xianyang frowned and said, "Is it groundless? You deny it like this, but there are people and material evidence?"

Ling Hu Heng said disdainfully: "Find Lingyao, you will know it as a pair!"

At this moment, Su Wujian said coldly, "Hmph. Yao Lao took Lingyao on the way here, and the old man wanted to see it, in front of the iron-clad facts. How can you little bastard be so clever that you turn black and white upside down?"

Ling Huheng also said coldly: "This doesn't bother you old bastard!"

Seeing that Ling Hu Heng was so "arrogant", the disciples of the Xuechi Sect shouted in unison: "Presumptuous!" After that, there was another sound of drawing swords and swords. Ling Huheng didn't bother to look at them.

Then. Someone in the crowd shouted: "Then the more than sixty righteous path lives in your hands should not be fake, right?"

This sentence aroused the anger of the crowd, and everyone said: "Kill people to pay for their lives!"

"Tie up this murderer and burn him to relieve the hatred in his heart!"

"If you want me to say, you can only relieve hatred by eating its flesh and drinking its blood!"

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Ling Hu Heng was unmoved, like a big tree. Let your storm and rain be strong, and I will not move. Wu Zhen had already bandaged his wounds at this time. He stepped forward with concern and asked, "Senior brother, you really haven't done that thing?"

Ling Hu Heng said angrily: "Big man, I Ling Hu Heng is unknown to others, don't you know? Not to mention a yellow-haired girl, even if she is as beautiful as a fairy, how can I move a finger of her?"

Wu Zhen naturally knew that Ling Hu Heng was concerned about Yang Zhishuang, and said with great joy when he heard this: "That's good, junior brother!" After saying that, Pu Fan's big palm slapped Ling Hu Heng's shoulder, but he sighed, it turned out that the wound was involved.

Yang Xianyang saw that the scene was in danger of getting out of control again, coughed, and the audience began to fall silent, he continued to ask: "Ling Huheng, they all said that you killed more than sixty people from the righteous path, but is there such a thing?"

Ling Huheng did not hide it at all, and replied: "Yes!" He took all the people killed by Linglong on his body, after all, killing one is also killing, and killing more than sixty is also killing, as the so-called debts are too much, and lice are not itchy.

Yang Xianyang said angrily: "You dare to defy the rules of the door and harm your fellow Daoists?"

Ling Huheng looked at him calmly and said, "The one who kills, the person will always kill him." They all want my life, should I stick out my neck and let them cut it?"

Yang Xianyang was choked for a while, unable to find the words to refute. Indeed, not to mention now, even when the feelings of the six holy lands are at their best, things that fall on each other happen from time to time. It's just that the "record" of one person fighting against a hundred people alone and killing more than 60 people is really strong, if Ling Huheng only kills one or two people, maybe things will take a turn for the better. It's just that there are too many people involved, and it's really hard to cover up. Yang Xianyang sighed secretly in his heart, and said in his heart: "How can they watch our faction rise one day? It must be to strangle you, it is good for young people to be vigorous, but they are too sharp, alas!"

At this time, Fan Ziqian, the law enforcement elder who was fighting against the protector of Ling Tiangong Qi Tai, recovered his spiritual power slightly, and saw that Ling Hu Heng still didn't understand the meaning of the master's protection, but instead spoke against him, and couldn't help but be angry: "You criminal, still don't kneel down and admit your mistakes?" Although he acted a little unfairly, he still had an accurate grasp of the major rights and wrongs, and he also knew that at this time, it was the time of life and death of the Ancient Sword Sect, and it was all on Ling Huheng alone, so he had a feeling of hating iron and not steel.

Ling Huheng glanced at him coldly and said, "I'm not wrong, why admit my mistake?"

Fan Zi was so pious that he couldn't speak, and Yang Xian said faintly: "They didn't make a mistake, why did you kill them all?"

Ling Huheng sneered: "If they don't want to kill me, why should I kill people? Killing people is just for self-preservation, people don't offend me, I don't offend people!"

Su Wujian finally couldn't help but interject: "What a high-sounding reason!"

Ling Huheng said coldly: "Old bastard, if you stand firm and stab me with dozens of swords, I will confess, do you think this is good?"

Su Wuji's expression changed slightly, he knew that Ling Hu Heng's cultivation was not low, if he really stabbed him with dozens of swords, where would he still have his life?

Ling Huheng sneered: "It's like saying that you are a saint, but in fact, you are not greedy for life and afraid of death?"

Su Wujian covered up and said: "The old man has no reason, why should you stab dozens of swords and not fight back?"

Ling Hu Heng looked up to the sky and smiled, and only said after a long time: "You old bastard know that this thing is ridiculous, so you still accuse me of murder?"

Someone in the crowd shouted, "We didn't mean to kill you, we just wanted to capture you......

Ling Huheng smiled: "If you don't want to kill me, then others don't want to?" I said, people don't offend me, I don't offend people, whoever uses a sword and a sword against me will definitely fight back!" When he said the last sentence, Ling Huheng didn't have a trace of smile at all, but looked very strict.

The audience fell silent in anger.

After a long time, a voice finally came from behind: "Yao Lao is here!" (to be continued......

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