"Uh... uh..."

Zhou Tengyun's body was so broken that he fell in a pool of blood and convulsed continuously, and the majestic dark golden true yuan spread out in all directions, and there were constant strange noises in his mouth.

The purple mansion was shattered, and the viscera and half of the shoulders were smashed.

"Uh......"

His body twitched more and more violently, and his eyes looked around in horror for help, only to find that no one was looking at him.

Thinking that he had painstakingly set up a plan, he waited outside the medicine garden for a few days, and finally saw Qi Xiaohu rushing to the side to cultivate, so he secretly followed, and when there was no one around, he intercepted and threatened. He used to be a deacon in the cold iron mining area, and he had the right to know where each disciple came from, and he was not afraid to disobey if he threatened the lives of his friends and the surname of his whole family.

As he expected, although Qi Xiaohu stared at him as if he wanted to eat people, he still gave in.

Today is what he wants to coerce and do, so as not to change later, and be beaten to death by Yang Qing first.

For him, it is best for Qi Xiaohu to kill Yang Qing, so that it will not take any twists and turns, and directly send Qi Xiaohu to the torture hall to be convicted and executed, and then he will find another opportunity to kill Lu Zhen and Tian Bo, even if it is just like that, Qi Xiaohu only stabbed Yang Qing and then committed suicide, he was only slightly disappointed in his heart.

He didn't believe that Yang Qingken would be captured, and once he resisted, he could completely help Qi Feng arrest the murderer and kill him by mistake, so that he would not have any fault.

Even if Yang Qing is arrested, then he can be convicted of killing his fellow disciples, after all, with Yang Qing's strength and cultivation, any kind of wound can be faked, and besides, will Qi Xiaohu live so tired and commit suicide, others will not seem to be reasonable.

Even if he is only convicted of killing his fellow disciples for self-preservation, it will be less than ten years to punish him to the wall of the repentance abyss, but the outer disciple Dabi will be carried out in three years, and those who are in the repentance abyss are not allowed to participate, so Zhou Tengyun's goal has been achieved.

Moreover, once he enters the inner gate, not only will his status far exceed that of the outer disciples, he will be touted, and his cultivation will inevitably improve rapidly, and Yang Qing is in the abyss, no matter how hard he cultivates, he will not exceed the early stage of Lingling, and in that kind of environment, most of them will go insane after ten or eight years, and the gap in the strength of the two sides will be narrowed, and if they are surpassed, they will be able to kill Yang Qing openly.

But before he had time to rejoice in all this, he found that they were moving away, farther and farther away, more and more blurred, as if for a time all his longings were abandoning him.

"Uh......"

The broken body stiffened, and then it returned to peace.

"Whew!"

Yang Qing, whose wounds on his abdomen and his mouth engraved with tiger stripes were spilling blood, roared and turned, pointing at the monks surrounding him with a long stick.

The demonic red pupils turned to Qi Xiaohu who fell in the house, if he had killed Zhou Tengyun earlier, Qi Xiaohu would not have died, at this time, there was no resentment towards the stabbing of him in his heart, there was only a thick sadness and self-blame, and the bits and pieces of the past came to mind......

"Whew!"

The robe was soaked in blood, and the red eyes were washed away with tears.

Violence and anger can not hide the sadness in the heart.

Dead, never to be seen again.

The muffled voice still rings in my ears: "Yes... Belch... Don't... Mutter... Harm... You, I'm really... Not... Approach"

"Fuck your door...... Fuck you, don't fight."

After killing Zhou Tengyun, Yang Qing's anger did not weaken in the slightest, although the sword wound in his abdomen increased, the veins around his body were torn, and a large amount of blood flowed, as long as he didn't fall, he would slaughter the person in front of him.

"Xiaohu, these people are all buried for you!"

"Whew!"

The dim red pupils seemed to be dripping blood, and rushed towards the cultivators with a low roar.

The madness of its form, the ferocity of its state, and the fierceness of its form are not afraid of death, which is no better than that of demon cultivation.

"Click!"

Several long swords trembled violently, and they were smashed into the air with a 'whoosh'.

"Death to me!"

The heart roared, the blood flowed in the abdomen, and the mouth and nose bleed.

"Run!"

Many timid monks fled in all directions, screaming madly.

"Kill him with magic weapons!"

An inner deacon retreated violently, shouting angrily at the monk beside him.

Few people listened to him, fearing that they would be the next to die under the stick.

"Tear up!"

Yang Qing's body was almost covered with wounds, large and small, and his black robe had turned bloody.

The cultivators fought and retreated, and he couldn't get in at all.

"Whew!"

The injuries around him seem to be imperceptible, and some are just angry that cannot be vented.

The roar was like a thunderbolt, attracting more disciples.

Even the disciples walking among the mountain passes could hear it, and their hearts couldn't help but tremble, and even the disciples of the torture hall rushed over.

"Stand back, go, don't fly just yet!"

An inner disciple with a cold appearance, seeing that Yang Qing couldn't rush to kill for the time being, couldn't help but feel a little relieved, and saw that he was covered with scaly wounds and did not fall, and there was a piercing chill behind his back, and he was about to arrange his troops with a loud shout.

Although some of the disciples fled, there were more monks to replenish, and several powerful inner disciples had already arrived, at this time, dozens of monks surrounded Yang Qing, who wanted to rush around, in the open space in front of the house, and the cliff leading to the foot of the mountain on one side was even more crowded with monks, cutting off his way to escape.

"Attack!"

With a loud shout, dozens of magic weapons burst out with light, intensively hitting Yang Qing, who was like a trapped beast.

In such a situation, not to mention Yang Qing, who was seriously injured at this time, even if his strength was restored and he was in his heyday, he would have to be cut into pieces.

However, he is still desperate to kill.

"Tear Pull"

The speed of several attacks was extremely fast, and even if they were missed by the long stick, they were still slicing through the scarred body.

After that, there are dozens more, if this round of attacks continues, even if Yang Qing is beaten with iron, he will die here.

"Stop!"

A cold drink resounded above the peak.

The bodies of the cultivators trembled slightly, and those who cultivated to be weak only felt that the true element in their bodies was scattered, and the magic weapons could not be indulged.

"Close!"

Several of the higher-ranking monks hurriedly stopped attacking the weapons.

I saw a flash of aqua blue light in the sky in the distance, and I arrived here in a few breaths.

A beautiful woman with a frosty face floated down, and when she saw the blood-soaked human figure, she frowned.

A few magic weapons didn't have time to be retracted, and they were still fighting.

"Humph!"

The beautiful woman snorted coldly, and the aqua blue light around her body flashed, and a blood-colored human figure appeared, and her plump fingers flicked continuously, and those magic weapons fell to the ground with a crisp sound of 'ding'.

Immediately, without waiting for Yang Qing to react, the palm glowing with aqua blue light gently slapped on the stalk of his neck.

"Whew......"

The tiger roared only halfway through before its body froze.

The mind is normal, but the body keeps calling.

"Ahh

roared violently in his heart, and he also had murderous intent towards beautiful women.

"Poof!"

The beautiful woman's brows furrowed again, her palm flipped over, and a water-blue word 'Qing' hit Yang Qing's face.

"Huh?"

Yang Qing only felt his head dizzy, and his sanity that was devoured by violence gradually recovered.

"Little Tiger ......"

The flesh was sealed inside and outside by the aqua blue net, and it couldn't move, even if it couldn't speak.

Immediately he realized his situation, but the deep grief made him have no time to worry about it, and at this time, he was not afraid of death.

All the monks present stopped their hands and bowed their heads and did not dare to move.

The beautiful woman was silent, and seeing that Yang Qing's eyes were gradually regaining clarity, she stuffed two pills into his mouth.

Allowing the pill to melt in his mouth, scattering into his limbs and repairing the serious damage to his body, Yang Qing only stared at the corpse lying in a pool of blood in the room.

The dense wounds gradually stopped bleeding, but the robe was already soaked with blood, sticky to the body, and exuded a pungent smell of blood.

"Tick"

Scarlet drops of blood fell from the blood-colored robes.

In this silent clearing, it seems harsh.

After a while, ten Torture Hall disciples arrived.

These ten torture hall disciples are all men, ranging in age, and they are all torture hall disciples of Lingdu Peak.

first saluted the beautiful woman, and then called several deacons from Qifeng to his side and asked in a low voice.

"You are on business, after the matter is investigated, you can deal with it according to the door rules" The beautiful woman glanced at Yang Qing, who was gradually fading into a beast, and said coldly, "If you punish the crime based on just one side, then ...... Hmph!"

"Yes!"

The ten Torture Hall disciples replied respectfully.

The two who died were all outer disciples, and the disciples of the torture hall didn't care too much, it didn't matter to them who died, and they wouldn't be punished for it, and they had the right to deal with it according to the rules of the door, but at this time, there was a deputy peak master who transformed the reality into a reality, which made them stunned and embarrassed.

After asking dozens of disciples, the conclusions they got were all unfavorable to the blood-clothed man next to the beautiful woman, which made them very embarrassed, if in the past, this would be enough to convict, but now, if they don't know the relationship between the two, they don't dare to make arbitrary judgments.

Ignoring the filth of blood, the ten disciples of the torture hall repeatedly examined the two corpses.

"Peak Master, we need to ask this disciple"

An older disciple of the Torture Hall asked cautiously

"Ask"

The beautiful woman's palms danced lightly and the seal was lifted.

"Humph......"

The seal was lifted, Yang Qing's body couldn't help but soften, the fatigue was so sour that he almost felt that he almost fell, after the beast contact, the bloodstained face was so white that it seeped white, and the blood on that body was about to run dry.

"Why did you kill Danfeng disciple Zhou Tengyun!" the older torture hall disciple asked loudly, but not as harshly as he was in the interrogation.

"He threatened Xiaohu with killing his family and friends, and asked Xiaohu to kill me, Xiaohu was forced to kill me after hurting me, and he came with a group of people, I had to kill him to protect myself"

Yang Qing gritted his teeth and said, his voice was weak as if he was terminally ill, but it was full of murderous intent.

Zhou Tengyun murdered like this, how could he miss the opportunity to kill Yang Qing by 'mistake' when arresting him, Yang Qing said that it was self-preservation, which was not wrong.

The anger hidden on the faces of all the monks froze, and they all began to be confused, most of them did not know the reason for the incident, but they only participated because they heard that someone had violated the rule that disciples should not kill each other, and when they saw another disciple lying in a pool of blood, they believed it to be true.

"Hmph, you can say whatever you want if you don't have a proof."

Several deacons of Qifeng looked angry, and said sharply, if this matter is not justified, then several of them are at fault.

"Do you have proof?"

"Lu Zhen and Tian Bo of the medicine garden may be able to know"

Yang Qing's eyes were only staring at Qi Xiaohu's corpse, and the killing in his tone was even stronger, no longer killing a few people could not vent the sorrow and hatred in his heart, and there was no space to think about what kind of punishment he would receive next.

"The person you found, how can you convince me!"

If it is true as Yang Qing said, these deacons will be punished, the light ones will be reprimanded, and the heavy ones will be removed from the position of deacon, and the power in their hands will be withdrawn.

"Are you saying that my brother really wants to kill me?"

Yang Qingru was like a lit explosive barrel, turned around with a 'swoop', the long stick in his hand seemed to be ready to shoot out at any time, even if he tried his best to suppress it, his tone was still full of murderous intent, which was all the sadness, guilt, and resentment, and it was too strong to make him feel dizzy.

Qi Xiaohu is dead, and he doesn't allow anyone to slander him anymore.

The faces of the ten torture hall disciples were not good-looking, if a few deacons did not defend themselves, they would handle it very well, and a sentence of 'conspiracy and framing' would allow Yang Qing not to be punished too severely, and he would not annoy the beautiful woman.

At this time, the ten disciples of the torture hall felt that it was difficult to ride a tiger, and they couldn't help but curse in their hearts, "In order to escape those few words of reprimand, is it worth being so aggressive, people are so miserable, why don't you have any mercy at all, it's really a beast."

In their hearts, they felt that things were as Yang Qing said, and they were also inclined to this.

However, in front of so many disciples, they can't say who is innocent, let alone ignore the evidence.

After all, the handling is too biased, and their position, which is close to the power of life and death, will be taken away by those who have coveted it for a long time.

"What else do you have to say?"

The elder torture hall disciple questioned Yang Qing and several Qifeng deacons.

"Zhou Tengyun's vicious calculations came first with me, and he even harmed Xiaohu's life, he didn't come here to kill me!"

The more he thought about it, the more sad he became, the more angry he became, he hated it!

"No matter what, it is a fact that you killed Zhou Tengyun, if it weren't for us trying our best to dodge, we would have died under your stick at this time. If you don't come and kill you, how can you protect yourself?"

Several deacons said it well, indeed, Yang Qing was sad and angry, and when he saw Zhou Tengyun, he could no longer suppress his violent intentions, so he would fight with the cultivators, otherwise, maybe the cultivators would just capture him, after all, Zhou Tengyun had not attacked at that time, and the long sword had not yet approached Yang Qing's neck.

"Do you mean that he has to beat me to death, and resisting can be regarded as self-preservation, hmph! Zhou Tengyun's soul should not be dispersed, you can search for the soul and find out everything"

Yang Qing was so angry that his head swelled, and he couldn't wait to rush forward and beat the deacons in two with a stick.

Zhou Tengyun is dead, it is useless to ask the soul, only the soul search can know whether he has the intention of killing Yang Qing, but the soul search method is very cold, and it is even more difficult to master, only a monk with advanced cultivation can use it, and there are many restrictions.

"Soul searching, you can also say such a vicious method, and, when I saw you just now, the monster appearance of a person who is not a human or a beast is very likely to be a fine work sent by the descendants of spirit beasts!"

In their opinion, even if Zhou Tengyun had the intention of killing Yang Qing, but before he could do it, he killed him by subjective assumptions, not to protect himself, but to kill, and even changed the conversation and mentioned the matter of beasthood.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces turned colored.