Ziwei's expression was displeased, as if it was covered with a layer of frost. He looked straight at Wang Yasheng and asked, "What is the meaning of this, Nephew Yan? Are you a young man who doesn't know the gravity of the situation and is acting unscrupulously? Or is it because Chirumen already has the possibility of capturing Zhao Yun, so he intends to support the enemy and help Zhao Yun recover so that Lingyun Temple will also suffer a setback? Just now we were praising Chirumen for having a good successor, but if he is this kind of selfish person who ignores Immortal Grove's justice and only knows how to make his own calculations, it is hard to avoid chilling the hearts of fellow Daoists and making the heroes look down on this hero of Immortal Grove. "
Ziwei had already used the Tianyuan Xinfa, his voice reverberated throughout Tianfeng Valley, so that all the people present could hear him clearly. The noise and discussion immediately disappeared. The crowd of heroes only looked at Wang Yasheng, waiting to see how he would respond to the Lingyun Temple Master's question.
Wang Yasheng knew that Ziwei was angry that Chirumen ruined his grand plan of becoming the Alliance Leader, so he seized the opportunity to make a fuss. With a calm expression, he smiled slightly and said, "Ziwei, Fellow Daoist is too serious. Although my disciple is young and absurd, he has never dared to neglect justice and the people's hearts. Let me ask him later, then I will know the truth. " He turned his head and asked, "Bai Qiao, what is the motive behind your act of gifting the dan? Explain clearly to everyone."
The Guiyuan Qi-Returning Dan was very effective. In just a short while, Yan Baiqiao's body had already greatly improved. He first bowed to the ten great Sect Leaders, then said clearly, "Since we are of the Immortal Grove's righteous path, we should have a bearing commensurate with each other. Zhao Yun fought bitterly in succession without rest, while we waited leisurely for the exhausted, taking turns to fight. Although it was not a group attack, it was difficult to escape the suspicion of using numbers to bully him. Moreover, although Zhao Yun's reputation is terrible, he is also not lacking in redeeming qualities. His swordsmanship is so brilliant that Bai Qiao was wholeheartedly convinced of his defeat, and even more pitied his talent. Under impulse, he generously gifted the dan. If the heroes present feel that Bai Qiao is wrong, Bai Qiao is willing to accept the punishment, but please do not attribute baseless suspicions to Chirumen. "
After hearing this, the crowd couldn't help but discuss. Some clapped in agreement while others snorted in disdain.
"What he said is very reasonable. right. We're beating the dog behind closed doors, catching a turtle in a jar, but we can't take down Zhao Yun even after repeated battles. Insisting on Zhao Yun being heavily injured before they could take advantage of it. If this spread to the Immortal Grove, wouldn't that be a laughing stock? I think there's no need to hold the Assembly. "
"What a bunch of sophistry! If he really thinks of it, he's's' ''s of him, why didn't he? He's's''s's, he ''s's he' ''s's's's He's' ''s''s''s' ''s's' ''s, he's''s right of his' '' '' ''s' '' ''s of course,' '
Of Zi' '' '' '' '''s,'t '''t's, but's't '' '' '' ''s''s of 'of him's of to think. To to's I'm old, please don't take it to heart. "
Yan Bai Qiao said, "Sect Leader Ziwei must be joking. Bai Qiao was impulsive. It's already lucky that he didn't make a big mistake. How can he still have resentment? "
Ziwei nodded. "You're thinking of Immortal Grove's righteous reputation. Not only are you not wrong, but you've done a meritorious deed. Nephew Yan, quickly sit down and adjust your's' qi. Next, let's have Lingyun Temple deal with that vile spawn. Even if his' 'true qi recovers, Lingyun Temple has the confidence to make him apologize in front of the heroes of the world. "
Lingyun Temple was ranked first among the top ten sects. This time, they unexpectedly brought Song Jiang, Don't Cry Great Master, Ling Ye Lai, and Lin Chuanjia, four sect leaders to Skygale Valley. It could be said that stars had gathered, and their strength was formidable. Everyone didn't know who Ziwei was going to send, so they all began to guess in their hearts.
Song Jiang moved and leaned in front of Ziwei. He said softly, "Sect Leader, please let me go up on stage! Even if I can't take his life for the time being, I'll let his blood dye the arena and make him suffer a fate worse than death. I'll let Langyun vent his anger first. "
Ziwei shook his head and said, "You don't have to worry. I already have a plan. Don't worry, I've never forgotten Langyun's revenge. "He stretched out his hand and called," Ye 'er, come here. "
Ling Ye Lai came in front of Ziwei as he said. He already had a seventy percent guess and asked, "Martial Uncle, what's wrong?"
"Ye 'er, since Zhao Yun betrayed your sect, you should clean up the sect. Last time on your trip to the Northern Wasteland, you were careless and let Zhao Yun escape with his life. This caused the destruction of Tenshidō's 30 Golden Elixir and the death of Han Xiushui on Mount Shu. Zhao Yun is stubborn and doesn't have the least bit of repentance. This time, you can't be soft-hearted. "
Ling Ye Lai was silent for a while before he said, "Martial Uncle, do you want me to kill Zhao Yun on the spot?"
"This evil creature's crime is too great. We can't let him off so easily. Take him back to Lingyun Temple first and then we'll talk about his execution. "
Ling Ye Lai nodded. "Ye 'er understands." He thought, "Martial Uncle, you're obviously hiding something from me, right? Although I've never paid attention to the sect's affairs, I'm not blind and deaf. Ever since I came back from the Northern Wasteland, you've deliberately distanced yourself from me. Zhao Yun said that you can't be trusted. Could it be true? What does Zhao Yun have that made you change your mind when you originally wanted to get rid of Zhao Yun? "
Zhao Yun was seriously injured by Yan Baiqiao. While everyone was talking, he closed his eyes and meditated. He sat cross-legged and cultivated his Qi. He focused his mind and abandoned all distracting thoughts. It was as if he was isolated on a deserted continent. He was silent and forgot himself. He quietly dissolved the power of the panacea in his blood vessels. He raced against time to adjust his breathing and prepare himself for the upcoming bitter battle.
Suddenly, he heard the crowd exclaim in unison. "Oh my god, it's actually Fairy Ling who personally went on stage to capture Zhao Yun!"
Fairy Ling!
These three words seemed to have a mysterious power. Not only did it make the crowd go crazy, it also made the carefree Zhao Yun's mind tremble. His state of concentration was immediately broken.
Without any explanation, he opened his eyes first. Sure enough, he saw the familiar Seven Treasures Lotus Throne floating down from below the platform. Sitting on the lotus throne was the cold and peerless beauty that he had never forgotten for even a moment.
Zhao Yun straightened his body without hesitation and almost blurted out the word 'Master'. However, when the words were about to come out of his mouth, he suddenly felt sad and sad. He forcefully suppressed his excited state of mind and stared blankly at Ling Ye Lai's faintly discernible figure.
The lotus platform landed steadily on the martial arts stage. Ling Ye Lai gently stepped down from the lotus platform. Her gait was beautiful. Her fine black hair that was about to reach the ground emitted a cold fragrance. It was like a crescent moon in the sky. It could be seen but could not be approached. Her grass-green skirt fluttered silently, but it had already attracted countless souls.
Although the crowd of warriors prioritized cultivation above all else, they could not help but be dumbstruck. Their entire attention was focused on Ling Yelai's body. "When she is standing still, although her beauty is out of this world, we can still resist her beauty. However, when she moves, it immediately makes her beautiful appearance come alive. She emerges from the mud without being stained. She is pure and clear without being demonic. The title of Lotus Fairy is truly appropriate. "
Yan Baiqiao, who had not yet recovered from his injuries, was already shaking his head and reciting. "The green pond swayed to meet the starry river. The orchid's radius entered the white grass. It should be the Luoshen Bo's stockings. Until now, the lotus stamen has fragrant dust. Although the words of the ancients are good, it is difficult to describe even a ten-thousandth of the fairy's beauty. The last time Fairy Ling came to the Valley of End Ruins, Bai Qiao was still in seclusion and deeply regretted not being able to see her. Today, I am fated to see Fairy Ling. Only then did I realize that the imagination in my dreams was so pale and powerless. Bai Qiao has no regrets in this life. "
Wang Yasheng's eyes also revealed a look of admiration. He repeatedly agreed. "Fairy Ling is naturally a celestial being who has descended to the mortal world. Among all the women I have seen in my life, she can be ranked in the top three. If I were thirty years younger, I would definitely pursue her crazily. I would dote on her and love her. I would not let her suffer the slightest grievance. "
Under his excitement, his voice inevitably became louder. The Sunset Companion Tower's master was sitting to the left of Wang Yasheng. When she heard what he said, she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart. "You are already a hundred years old, yet you are still so lustful and disgraceful. The words you said really make me want to vomit. In any case, I am also a peerless beauty. I have been sitting by your side for so long, yet I have never heard you praise me. "
Zhang Lingyue's little face became even more serious. He heavily stomped his feet and said with hatred, "Am I that good-looking? Reciting poems and having no regrets in this life? See if I will pay attention to you in the future! "
The crowd of heroes seemed to have fallen into a dream. However, they heard Ling Ye Lai's cold voice. "Draw your sword."
Only then did the crowd of heroes wake up. Fairy Ling was not only beautiful. During the Myriad Immortals Assembly a year ago, she defeated a Nascent Soul cultivator with a single sword strike. She was fully deserving of being the focus of that assembly. She was also the object of countless men's dreams.
Zhao Yun also had the strength to instantly kill a Nascent Soul cultivator. She was also Ling Ye Lai's disciple. This duel was not only a contest between two young geniuses, but it was also filled with the stimulating atmosphere of a master and disciple turning against each other.
Although the previous battle was gorgeous, dazzling, and soul-stirring, compared to the following scene, it was like yesterday's flower, no longer having any flavor.
One was a peerless beauty, the other was a proud and aloof youth. These two people, who were similarly young and possessed godly swordsmanship, were about to engage in a battle between master and disciple, a battle of fate.
A battle that no one could stop.
However, Zhao Yun didn't seem to have the slightest intention to fight. It was as if she didn't hear Ling Ye Lai's cold words. She just stared blankly at the beauty in front of her without speaking.
Ling Ye Lai said again, "Draw your sword. Do you think I am not worthy of you drawing your sword? So you want me to make the first move? "
Zhao Yun shouted in her heart, "You are my master! How can I draw my sword at you? How can I draw my sword at you? If you stab your sword at me, I will definitely not dodge. "
"Whoosh!"
An intense white light suddenly blossomed in Ling Ye Lai's hand, revealing a snow-white, three-foot long sword that emitted an extremely cold air. It was the Ice Mongoose Divine Sword that was forged from one of the Nine Sons of the Heavenly Dragon!
Then, Ling Ye Lai's emotionless voice that was colder than the edge of a blade rang out, "Must you force me to make the first move? Or is it that you, who used to be the successor of the Azure Lotus Sect, want to surrender without a fight? "
Zhao Yun's eyes were like a pure white lotus. Who could feel the ruthlessness and hatred in her eyes? Yue Xiaofeng was about to fall.
The most beautiful charm was actually Ling Ye Lai's coldest state of mind that he wanted to say but couldn't.
He clearly knew that the dense cold air wasn't the cold of the Ice Mongoose Divine Sword itself, nor was it the cold condensed from the Ice Heart Technique's vital energy. It was the friendship in Ling Ye Lai's heart that couldn't be broken.
Although they were only fifty feet apart, Zhao Yun didn't feel the coldness at all.
Because he already knew that Ling Ye Lai hadn't given up on him.
Never.
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