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The golden light was extremely fast. In just a few breaths, it shot down from the sky and landed on the peak occupied by the Yaoyin Clan.
At first, Wei Zihong and the others thought that it was Zhang Yan who had returned and were ready to welcome him. However, after the light landed on the ground, it suddenly dissipated and a head rolled out.
Wei Zihong's heart skipped a beat. He calmed down a little and looked over. With this look, he was stunned at first, then he was overjoyed. He took a few steps forward and said excitedly, "Isn't this the Devil Sect cultivator Feng Haiyang?"
Zhang Boyan looked at the head and couldn't help but reveal a complicated expression.
Lu Meiniang was also worried about Zhang Yan's safety. Now she was relieved and revealed a smile. She came up and bowed to Wei Zihong and said, "Congratulations Sect Leader Wei. Daoist Master Zhang defeated Feng Haiyang this time. He is the number one in the Eighteen Sects Sword Competition."
Wei Zihong seemed to have thought of something when he was reminded by her. He turned around and looked at the two of them. He said, "Since Master killed this person, I, as a disciple, should spread the name of my master."
Lu Meiniang hesitated and said, "Sect Leader Wei, should we wait for Daoist Master Zhang to return before making a decision?"
Wei Zihong smiled and said, "There's no need for that. Since Master has passed down this head, then he has no intention of concealing it. Besides, everyone in the world will find out about this sooner or later, so why is there a need to conceal it? It won't show that my Yaoyin Clan is stingy. "
Lu Meiniang lowered her head and thought about it. She felt that what he said was reasonable, so she nodded and didn't say anything more.
At this moment, they suddenly heard the sound of a bell on the Dan Lifting Peak. Not long after, they saw streaks of light on the peaks on both sides of the Chengyuan Gorge, all rushing towards the source of the sound.
Wei Zihong could tell that this was a gathering of the various sects of the Celestial Sect to discuss matters. His heart could not help but move. He first looked at the expressionless Zhang Boyan, then turned to Lu Meiniang and cupped his hands. He said politely, "I wish to make a trip to Qingdan Peak to inform the seniors of this matter. Zhenren Lu, please send me there."
Although he was the Sect Master of the Yaoyin Sect, he was only a Core Formation cultivator after all. It was inevitable that the quantity would not be enough. Therefore, he needed Lu Meiniang to go with him. Originally, he would have asked Zhang Boyan to go with him. But this person was not familiar with him and he was once a disciple of the Devil Sect. It wasn't convenient to invite him.
Lu Meiniang gladly agreed. She raised her slender hand and pointed downwards. Immediately, an elegant white smoke rose from her lotus feet. She said, "Sect Leader Wei, please come up. Let I escort you."
Wei Zihong waved his hand. He put the head into his hand and took out a box. He put it away and hid it in his sleeve. Then, he said his thanks and floated up the cloud.
Lu Meiniang rose into the air and flew towards the Pill Raising Peak at a steady pace. The two of them did not travel for long. He had already arrived at the peak of the mountain and landed on the open space in front of the main hall.
At this moment, Ping Du Sect's Elder Hua was walking towards the hall. When she sensed someone approaching, she casually turned around and frowned. He pointed and asked, "Who is this?"
An accompanying disciple took a look, then cupped his hands and replied, "Reporting to Elder, these two people seem to be from the Yaoyin Clan."
"Yaoyin Clan?"
Elder Hua's eyes were filled with unfriendliness as he suddenly sneered. "This is the meeting place of our Xuan Men Ten Sects. What Yaoyin Clan? Do you think you're worthy of coming here? "As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly waved his sleeve, and a gust of strong wind surged forward.
Lu Meiniang's expression changed slightly. She took a step back and waved her sleeves, creating a gust of strong wind to meet the incoming qi. She frowned and said, "Fellow Daoist, how can you attack a fellow Daoist?"
A cold glint appeared in Elder Hua's eyes, and he shouted, "You're just a demon, and you're just a person. Do you think you're worthy of being called a fellow Daoist with me?"
He let out a 'heh' sound. The strong cloud above his head shook, and a golden ring with multicolored light curling around it flew out. The ring was about the thickness of a pinky finger, and there were eight jade rings embedded on it. At this moment, it flew out, and the sound of collision was very clear.
Lu Meiniang was afraid that Wei Zihong would be injured, so she did not dare to dodge. She shouted, and a white lotus flew out from the strong cloud above her head. It gave off waves of gentle spiritual light and protected the two of them within.
The golden hoop landed and collided with the spiritual light. Instantly, there were many sparks of golden sparks that clanged and caused a huge commotion.
At this moment, the elders and disciples of the various sects arrived at the peak. Those who recognized this talisman were all astonished. An elder from Li Mountain Sect asked, "Eight Golden Jade Rings? Why is Elder Hua so angry? Who is that woman? "
Someone who knew replied in a low voice, "This is Zhenren Zhang's accompanying Protector, and the other person beside him is his disciple."
Everyone then came to a realization. Elder Hu from Pingdu Sect died under Zhang Yan's sword, and the two sects even had discord because of this. Elder Hua was Elder Hu's senior and junior brother, and he probably heard the news of Zhang Yan's death, so he could not wait to find trouble with his disciple.
Although these cultivators from Xuanmen despised Elder Hua's actions, no one came out to stop him.
To them, if Zhang Yan was still alive, they could go up and persuade him. They could still give him some face, but now, they did not want to offend Pingdu Sect for the sake of a dead person.
Elder Hua saw that Lu Meiniang had blocked his own talisman, and was slightly surprised. He was thinking about whether he should summon the Dharma spirit, but suddenly there was a blur in front of him. A clear light fell between the two of them, and with a buzzing sound, his golden ring was shaken back. He could not help but be shocked, and when he looked again, he found that it was a green bamboo branch.
Luo Qingyu walked out of the main hall, raised his hand, and kept the bamboo branch. Without looking at Elder Hua, he only said to Wei Zihong, "Apprentice-Nephew Wei, why are you here? Senior Huo wanted to talk to you."
Wei Zihong's expression relaxed, and he walked up to Luo Qingyu, cupped his hands, and said, "Thank you, Uncle-Master Luo, for helping me out."
Luo Qingyu patted his shoulder, and sighed, "Speaking of which, when you returned to the sect with Junior Brother Zhang, I saw you once." He smiled again, "Follow me." Having said that, he turned and walked into the main hall.
Wei Zihong hurried to follow him into the main hall. Because Lu Meiniang was a demon cultivator, she could not enter the main hall, and had to stay outside.
Elder Hua's expression was very gloomy, he did not expect Luo Qingyu to interfere. However, Qincang School was powerful, and he knew that he could not afford to offend them. He snorted, flicked his sleeves, and walked into the main hall, and sat down at his own table.
Wei Zihong followed behind Luo Qingyu, and all the way to Huo Xuanwen's table. Under the gaze of many Yuanying cultivators, he did not have stage fright, and made a Dao salute, and said in a clear voice, "Zihong greets Uncle-Master Huo."
Huo Xuanwen looked over, and saw that Zihong had extraordinary qualifications, and secretly sighed, "You are Junior Brother Zhang's disciple, right? Junior Brother Zhang's tragic death was not what we wanted. After the meeting, you should follow us back to Qincang. "
Wei Zihong could not help but be shocked, and said, "My Master is still cultivating in the star stone, how can he die?"
His words were extremely loud, causing the hall to fall into silence for a moment. Everyone's faces were filled with shock.
Huo Xuanwen suddenly raised his head, and his eyes lit up, and said, "Martial Nephew, you mean …"
Zhong Muqing, who was beside him, also reacted, and stared at Wei Zihong.
Wei Zihong took out a jade box from his sleeve, and solemnly placed it on the table.
Ying Ya Daoren stood up excitedly, and said, "Could this be …"
Everyone immediately reacted, and their eyes focused on the jade box. Since Zhang Yan was not dead, then Just Now, the thing that fell from the star stone should be …
Wei Zihong took a deep breath, and reached out to open the lid of the box. A cloud of smoke rolled out, and hung in the air. He pointed with his finger, and proudly said, "Feng Haiyang has been killed by my Master, and this head is proof!"
Ying Ya Daoren suddenly stood up, and his eyes widened, staring at the head, and his beard trembled. After a while, he laughed loudly, and said, "It really is Feng Haiyang! In this sword battle, the Celestial Sect of Wonders has won! "
At this moment, the hearts of the Celestial Sect of Wonders Feathered Warriors were all stirred up. Previously, when they heard that Zhang Yan stayed behind to fight Feng Haiyang, they actually did not think that he would win. Later, when the talisman fell on Yaoyin Peak, they did not think too much about it.
However, they did not expect that he could really kill Feng Haiyang, a third tier Yuanying cultivator, and even send his head out.
Elder Hua's expression became extremely ugly. He originally thought that Zhang Yan was already dead, which was why he unscrupulously humiliated Lu Meiniang and Wei Zihong. With Zhang Yan's temperament, this matter would definitely not end just like that. Today, this hatred was finally formed.
Ying Ya Daoren turned around, faced the crowd, and said loudly, "Everyone, Spiritual Master Zhang killed Feng Haiyang. This matter should be spread to the Celestial Sect of Wonders, and the hearts of the people of the world will be lifted."
Huo Xuan nodded, and said in a deep voice, "Yaoyin Clan Zhang Yan, Spiritual Master Zhang, defeated the demon Feng Haiyang, and is the number one sword battle among the Dong Hua Sects."
Ying Ya Daoren's smile froze, and he came back and cupped his hands. Spiritual Master Zhang is a disciple of the Qincang School. If the Yaoyin Clan wins, doesn't that mean that your sect wins … "
"Fellow Ying Ya!"
Huo Xuan didn't wait for him to finish and suddenly interrupted him, saying expressionlessly, "Spiritual Master Zhang is the Grand Supreme Elder of the Yaoyin Clan. Don't get it mixed up."
Ying Ya Daoren wanted to say something, but he felt his arm tighten. He turned around and found that Elder Liu had grabbed him, and the latter shook his head at him. Although Ying Ya Daoren was unwilling, he had no choice but to keep his thoughts to himself. He forced a smile and said, "Spiritual Master Huo is right."
Inside the Star Stone.
Zhang Yan was riding a beam of light to the north. When he reached the precipice at the end, he turned around for a while and found a cliff to land on.
He looked around and said, "This place is not bad!"
With a shout, he rode a beam of sword light and cut out a flat boundary. He waved his sleeves and sat cross-legged on the cliff. Then, he took out a set of formation flags from his sleeve and chanted the incantation. The flags turned into a beam of light and landed ten feet away. Then, he sat on a chair, and a bright light suddenly shone, forming a forbidden formation.
Although he had eliminated all the enemies here, the Devil's Doctrine's tricks were strange and unpredictable. Who knew if there were any hidden tricks left behind. While he was cultivating, he would definitely be careless, so he needed to keep a hand in hand just in case.
When he felt that there was nothing wrong, he took out a ball of Jun Yang's Qi essence. He used his spiritual vigor slightly, and the Qi floated up from his palm, from his abdomen to his chest, from his chest to his forehead, and finally to the top of his head. Then, it slowly merged into the High Cloud. He focused his mind, closed his eyes, and entered a meditative state.
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