"What do you mean, fellow Daoist?" Luo Fanjin suddenly spoke, but withdrew his hand.

Mo Yu raised his head in surprise, "Fellow Daoist Luo, why don't you take your spoils?"

The monks below the arena looked on in confusion.

At this time, Yang Ke walked onto the stage and stood beside Luo Fanjin. He knew that something must have happened.

Sun Zhiyuan, Zhao Jingrui, Jiang Tao and Qin Ningxiang also walked onto the stage one after another. They stood behind Luo Fanjin in a protective posture.

"I have no grudges against you, I don't know why you want to harm me! There is a formation on this iron essence, if I take it, my soul will definitely be sucked in."

When these words were spoken, everyone was shocked.

Yang Ke walked forward, sending out a thought from his hand, heading straight for Tie Jing.

Sure enough, just as Luo Fanjin said, there was an ancient formation set up on the iron essence, which was specifically designed to absorb people's souls and thoughts.

"Ashura Soul Devouring Formation!" Yang Ke couldn't help but blurt out.

When Sun Zhiyuan heard these words, his eyes suddenly widened.

"The Shura Soul Devouring Formation! Isn't that the formation of the Shura clan thousands of years ago? Ever since the Shura clan was destroyed, this formation has long been lost!"

Sun Zhiyuan's words made many cultivators present think of the history of the Shura clan dominating the Xuantian Realm a thousand years ago.

"Thousands of years ago, the Shura clan focused on cultivating their souls. Their bodies would be destroyed when they were born. After their souls had been cultivated to a certain level, they would take over the bodies of other clans to reach the pinnacle of their cultivation. However, this cultivation method was not tolerated by the righteous path, and they were massacred by the human race and other races."

"And now, the formation has reappeared. It is hard not to think that Mo Yu, the peerless genius of the Lingxiao Sect, is actually related to the Shura clan!"

Yang Ke spoke word by word. His voice was not loud, but with the blessing of spiritual power, everyone could hear it.

For a moment, everyone was in an uproar!

The Shura clan was a terrifying existence thousands of years ago!

Since their demise, the Xuantian Realm has had peace. How come there is news about the Shura clan now?

And why is Mo Yu of Lingxiao Sect related to the Shura clan?

When Yang Ke said this, Mo Yu's expression did not change, but he explained, "The Iron Essence was just handed to me by a disciple of Lingxiao Sect today. I don't know anyone from the Shura Clan, and it is even more impossible for me to carve the formation in such a short time. I'm afraid you have misunderstood me."

Mo Yu looked calm, as if he had no idea that the formation was carved on the iron essence?

For a moment, many people present chose to believe him.

"My senior brother has always been an upright person. It is impossible for him to carve any soul-devouring formation. What's more, except for this gathering of heroes, my senior brother has hardly ever left the mountain. You don't even have any evidence, but you suspect that my senior brother is related to the Shura clan from a thousand years ago. This is too arbitrary!" Jing Xing also walked up from the arena and said angrily to Yang Ke.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the other elders and disciples of Lingxiao Sect could no longer bear it and began to argue.

"Yes, I don't know where this casual cultivator came from, but he just made up stories about our uncle based on stories he heard from who knows where, and he didn't even look in the mirror to see what kind of moral character he has!"

"Mo Yu is the number one genius of our Ling Xiao Sect. He would never do anything to harm others. Some people should open their eyes before speaking!"

Looking at the monks on the field talking to each other and slowly starting to attack Yang Ke, Luo Fanjin narrowed his eyes.

With a bang, the huge war drum on the ring suddenly exploded!

The sound was so loud that it echoed throughout the heavens and earth.

The many monks present had not yet reacted to what was happening before they saw the huge war drum shattered into pieces in an instant.

A deafening sound interrupted all verbal attacks.

Everyone looked over and saw that the culprit was none other than Luo Fanjin.

"Is that enough?" she snapped.

Sun Zhiyuan, Zhao Jingrui, Jiang Tao, and Qin Ningxiang all shuddered involuntarily.

I have known Luo Fanjin for three years. In these three years, she has never lost her temper so much. It was really surprising that she even resorted to violence today.

The other monks present were no less shocked than Sun Zhiyuan and others.

No one expected Luo Fanjin to suddenly turn hostile.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Luo Fanjin said with a cold face, "You have said enough, then listen to me!"

She raised her head and looked at Mo Yu.

"I have also heard of the Shura Soul Devouring Formation. Just now, the moment I came into contact with the iron essence, I felt the formation absorbing my soul. If any fellow Taoist doesn't believe it, you might as well give it a try to see if there is a formation on the iron essence. Let's see whether we are talking nonsense, framing someone, or someone has bad intentions!"

Her sudden words really frightened many people.

Luo Fanjin's words were sharp and pointed.

Yang Ke behind him looked straight at Luo Fanjin, his eyes full of doting.

He didn't know if Fan Jin was so angry because he was being ridiculed. However, he was not angry at all, because the ridicule of those monks was nothing but nonsense to him.

However, if Fan Jin was so angry, a little bit because of him, then does it mean that in her heart, she also cares a little bit about herself?

Thinking of this, Yang Ke's eyes were filled with tenderness.

On the stage, Luo Fanjin's cold words intimidated many people with his aura.

However, there are some people who do not buy her account, such as Lingxiao Sect.

Jingxing sneered and walked to the opposite side of Luo Fanjin. He looked up and down with a helpless expression.

"Brother Luo Bai has a smart appearance, but he is so stupid. Think about it, if my senior brother is really from the Shura clan, he would never choose someone weaker than him to take over someone else's body! Don't forget, my senior brother's ranking on the Heavenly Monument is a big level higher than yours!"

After Jingxing said this, many people came to their senses.

"Yes, even if he wants to seize the body, he should seize the body of a cultivator who is more powerful than him. Why would he choose someone who is not as powerful as him? This makes sense!"

"So, this matter has nothing to do with Mo Yu? I was saying that, how could he, the son of the head of the Lingxiao Sect and the number one genius, design a plan to frame a casual cultivator!"

The monks present couldn't help but talk in a low voice.

Seeing the topic taking a sharp turn, Luo Fanjin said calmly, "What is this fellow Taoist's name?"

"Lingxiao Sect, Jingxing!" he replied.

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Jingxing. I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still as charming and elegant as ever!" Luo Fanjin said with a smile.

Hearing this, Jing Xing was stunned at the time, but he thought about it and felt that many people had seen him with his reputation, so he simply nodded and said, "You don't have to try to get close to me. You and your people spoke rudely and insulted my senior brother. Today, you must give us an explanation for the Ling Xiao Sect."