Although Yang Feng was killed, from another point of view, they found that the Sect had given birth to such a heaven-defying disciple as Long Bufan. His talent was even more outstanding than Yang Feng's, like a rising star.
As Elder Xu, who had taught Long Bufan runes, he would naturally protect such an outstanding personal disciple. Therefore, when Yang Yuanhai made his move, Elder Xu, who was already prepared, immediately used his gold runes, the Golden Armor Soldier Array.
"Enough!"
Suddenly, a thunderous roar resounded throughout the square, and everyone suddenly quieted down. A middle-aged man with a resolute face flew in the air and then landed in the ring.
This man was Wang Yi, the most powerful man in Ling Xuanwu Province's Outer Hall, the Lord of the Outer Hall. Even the Emperor of the Heavenly Flame Empire had to show him some respect in front of him.
However, at this moment, the Emperor was sitting in the audience. He had no right to intervene in what happened here. He could only be a bystander, even if this area was under the jurisdiction of the Heavenly Flame Empire.
This was because a sect was an independent existence with power and influence!
"Long Bufan, you still insisted on killing Yang Feng when he was seriously injured and protected by the Deacon Elder. Do you know that you have committed one of the seven deadly crimes in Ling Xuanwu Province? Killing a fellow disciple!"
Wang Yi's voice was sonorous and powerful, and he looked at Long Bufan majestically.
Although Long Bufan was talented and intelligent, killing a fellow disciple was a serious crime. As the Lord of the Outer Hall, he could not have any personal feelings in dealing with this matter. Otherwise, there would be more similar situations in the future. Therefore, he could only kill the chicken to warn the monkey and intimidate the disciples of the Sect to treat such matters seriously.
Long Bufan said indifferently, "I know. If you want to blame someone, blame him for sending assassins to assassinate me half a year ago."
"Huh? There was such a thing? " Wang Yi was slightly startled. He stared directly at Long Bufan's eyes, trying to see if there was a hint of panic in Long Bufan's eyes. However, Long Bufan's calm expression did not reveal anything.
"Liar, he's lying." Elder Yang Yuanhai pointed at Long Bufan and angrily rebuked, "Yang Feng is kind-hearted and straightforward. Half a year ago, you weren't his match at all. Even if he wanted to kill you, why didn't he do it himself?"
Long Bufan smiled coldly and said, "Because he was afraid of committing one of the seven sins of the sect."
Wang Yi frowned and asked, "Do you have any evidence?"
"We can testify. When we came out of the restaurant, we were at the scene." Ling Yan and Long Yunfei shouted in unison.
Yang Yuanhai snorted coldly and mocked, "You guys have a close relationship with Long Bufan. How can that be considered evidence? You'll definitely lie with him. "
"Elder Yang's words are reasonable," Wang Yi looked at Long Bufan and asked solemnly, "Besides them, do you have any other evidence?"
"No."
Long Bufan shook his head helplessly. He did not know the names of the three assassins that he let go that night, and it had been a long time since then. He did not know where to find them. It seemed that he could only swallow this grievance himself.
"If that's the case..." Wang Yi, with an impartial expression, immediately shouted, "Come, take Long Bufan into the sect prison and wait for him to be dealt with."
As soon as his voice fell, four black-clothed deacons of the outer palace flashed onto the arena.
"Wait a minute." Long Bufan suddenly said, "Respected Palace Lord, I have a request."
Wang Yi was puzzled, "What is it?"
Long Bufan's eyes were biting cold, stubbornly saying, "Can you let me finish this sect competition, because I have worked hard for it and I don't want to regret it."
"Moreover, I have promised someone that I will win first place in the sect competition, so I... can't break my promise." Long Bufan's face was calm. He raised his head and looked at the audience. In the sea of thousands of people, his warm eyes fell on a white figure and he smiled at her.
Touching often happened in an instant. A look could make you reminisce for a lifetime, a smile could make you feel warm for a lifetime.
The white figure sitting in the audience of the inner palace trembled slightly. Lin Shuang 'er's clear eyes stared at the black-haired youth in the arena, and there was an inexplicable feeling in her heart.
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