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Bang~~
The sinister and eerie palm strike slammed into the golden bell-shaped energy shield shrouded in Brahma light, instantly causing the platform to explode. Amidst the churning air, a twisting sound of tearing air accompanied the explosion.
Even though Fahai's cultivation has now reached the fifth rank of the Nascent Soul Realm, he still had to retreat several steps in the face of such a violent attack.
However, the force of the golden bell's rebound sent Lin Feng's body flying three zhang away.
At this moment, Lin Feng exuded an eerie and ghostly aura, and his exquisite features were filled with a chilling expression, making him appear extremely ferocious.
"Amitabha!"
Fahai loudly recited a Buddhist chant, then put his hands together, closed his eyes, and remained silent.
Lin Feng's eyes were filled with ruthlessness as he stared fiercely at Fahai, then roared, "I'm going to kill you!"
With a raise of his hand, black and red corpse energy reappeared on his palms, making him appear even more eerie.
But soon, Lin Feng sensed that something was wrong.
He glanced around and found that everyone was staring at him silently, creating a very oppressive atmosphere.
Only then did he realize that he had lost his mind and failed to control the surge of evil energy within his body, thus exposing his trump card.
He immediately withdrew his evil energy and hurriedly said to Master Zisong, "Master, I..."
Before he could finish speaking, Shen Zhao slammed his hand on the table, stood up, and roared at Master Zisong, "Sect Master Zisong! Shouldn't you give us a reasonable explanation! The evidence that Lin Feng is an evil cultivator is irrefutable. Are you still going to try to defend him?!"
Master Zisong was so angry that he wished he could find a hole to crawl into.
I thought I could show off on this day that everyone is watching, but it turns out I was the clown myself.
With the determination to kick someone when they're down, He Lixian immediately stood up and said, "Old man Zisong, you actually treat evil cultivators like treasures and nurture them!"
"You even plan to groom him to become the sect leader of the Qingyun Sect? I'll ask you one question: do you have any respect for the ancestors of the Qingyun Sect, or for the trust placed in you by the righteous sects?!"
Master Zisong clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and glared angrily at Lin Feng, shouting, "Speak! Where did you get this evil skill? What is your true identity?!"
Lin Feng hurriedly said, "Master, please let me explain. It's not what you think. I accidentally learned this evil technique from a cultivator when I was young. I really didn't know it was an evil technique at the time!"
"Lies!" Shen Zhao roared, interrupting him. "You still dare to try to exonerate yourself even now! I ask you, did you kill the three hundred corpses found outside Qingyang City?"
Lin Feng's pupils contracted, and he instinctively avoided Shen Zhao's gaze, denying it repeatedly: "No, I didn't kill him!"
"You didn't kill them? But why is the aura left on them exactly the same as the Corpse Blood Palm you just used!"
These words shocked the entire audience.
"You are slandering me!"
Lin Feng hurriedly offered his explanation.
"Master, you must believe me, I really didn't..."
"Still dare to deny it!"
Shen Zhao interrupted Lin Feng and then said to Master Zisong, "Master Zisong, shouldn't you give all the fellow Daoists present a proper explanation?"
Liang Hao, standing to the side, said sternly, "What? Does the Qingyun Sect intend to collude with evil cultivators and attempt to overthrow the order of the Immortal Martial Continent? It seems that after today, the Qingyun Sect has no reason to exist!"
Upon hearing this, Master Zisong immediately pointed at Lin Feng and said, "I must have been blind to have been deceived by such a wicked and wicked person."
"Disciples of the Qingyun Sect, heed my command! This evil cultivator must not be allowed to escape! Capture him and interrogate him to find out who is behind this and what his purpose is in approaching our Qingyun Sect!"
Ss ...
The first three thousand disciples drew their swords in unison, aiming them at their junior brother, whom they had been respecting for the sake of a cup of tea.
Lin Feng's face turned cold as he glared fiercely at Master Zisong: "Do you really intend to exterminate me?"
"Since ancient times, good and evil have been irreconcilable. Qingyun Sect is a righteous sect of the Xuanmen. How can it tolerate a villain like you with wicked intentions!"
After speaking, he waved his hand, and a thousand disciples, led by Lu Chen, decisively drew their swords and rushed up the high platform, surrounding Lin Feng.
"how so……"
Lu Xuanji witnessed everything that was happening before her eyes, and felt her worldview shatter. Her face was full of disbelief. The young man who had stirred her heart was actually a wicked cultivator despised by everyone.
"All disciples, heed my command!"
"Zhou Tian Subduing Demon Sword Formation!"
"start!"
Soon, the three hundred disciples centered around Lu Chen set up a sword formation, determined to bring this villain to justice.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Lin Feng's face contorted with rage as he laughed loudly.
"I, Lin Feng, swear to become a superior person. What can a mere sword formation do to me? Since you have no regard for our fellow disciples, why should I care!"
Now that the pretense was over, Lin Feng also dropped all pretense and, activating the Corpse Blood Palm, desperately tried to break out.
Shen Zhao and Liang Hao exchanged a glance, and then each calmly withdrew.
Meanwhile, Fahai and Su Yunying quietly left the Qingyun Sect.
Boom~
The Corpse Blood Palm struck a Qingyun Sect disciple, instantly turning his body into blood that covered his palms, adding to its imposing aura.
Seeing this scene, Mo Xinchen and the others felt a chill in their hearts. It seemed that the mastermind behind the corpses recently discovered in Qingyun Sect and the outskirts of Qingyang City was undoubtedly Lin Feng.
Faced with the sword formation attack, Lin Feng kept dodging left and right, but his two fists were no match for four hands. By the time he broke through the first sword formation, he had already been injured in several places.
But Lin Feng remained completely calm. Facing the second sword formation that was closing in, he simply took out a purple talisman.
"Netherworld Evil Flame, go!"
The eerie, dark flames instantly swept through the sword formation, turning over a hundred disciples to ashes, but managing to carve out a moment of life.
Seizing this only chance to escape, Lin Feng decisively used his escape light to flee out of the Qingyun Sect gate amidst the chaos.
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