What? Everyone was already worried, and they were all shocked when they heard the words. They immediately grasped the hilt of the sword and turned their heads to look in the direction of his sight.
In the originally empty corner, a cloud of black mist quietly surged.
In just a blink of an eye, the black mist condensed into a figure, the whole body was illusory and hazy, but the eyes were red.
"Ling Yuan, I have no grudges against you, why do you hurt me like this? I want to kill you!" With a sharp and sad roar, the black figure rushed towards a female cultivator like an arrow from a string.
The female cultivator was not very old, but she was brought to the Xianmiao Sect by her master's elders. Her strength and character were not bad.
Seeing this, she did not panic, but calmly drew out her long sword and chopped towards the figure at a faster speed.
"Chi!" The spiritual power of the middle stage of the transformation of the spirit came out through the sword, splitting the figure in half.
But the figure that was split into two parts passed by the sword, but immediately recondensed, and the fingers were like swords and stabbed straight at the heart of the female cultivator.
"Be careful!" The two elders of the sect next to them were shocked and quickly drew their swords.
But it was too late. Before they could chop with their swords, the figure had already rushed in front of the female cultivator.
Although the figure was so illusory and hazy, except for the blood-red eyes, the face was blurred, but the palm of the hand with the fingers like swords was condensed like a substance, emitting a cold light like fine iron.
If he stabbed the heart of the female cultivator with this palm, even if the female cultivator's strength reached the state of transformation, she would most likely die.
Seeing that the disciple was on the verge of life and death, her two elders of the sect were all cold, as if they fell into a thousand-foot ice cave.
Their worries were of course unnecessary. With Gu Qingxi, Ye Wuchen, and six senior brothers there, there was no chance for the figure to succeed.
There was no need for so many people to take action. Chu Yunxian snorted coldly and took a step forward.
Although it was just one step, it seemed as if he had stepped over thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. The entire ground shook slightly with his steps.
The illusory figure trembled violently, as if it was bound by an invisible force. The palm that had pierced the female cultivator's heart could no longer move forward.
Chu Yunxian drew out his long sword and swung it casually.
Unlike the female cultivator's sharp and swift sword, his sword was so magnificent and so majestic.
"Boom!" With a muffled sound, the illusory figure was directly shattered and turned into wisps of smoke, disappearing before their eyes.
What a terrifying sword skill! Everyone in the hall was horrified.
Although they had seen Chu Yunxian's dragon pressure before, the suppression of the magical power from the bloodline was far less intuitive than the sword skills, and the feeling it brought to people was far less shocking than the sword skills. It was not
until he made this sword move that they truly felt how terrifying the strength of the chief disciple of the Tianqing Sect was.
With such a sword, even a strong person who has crossed the calamity realm would have the strength to fight.
Fortunately, he did not draw his sword before, otherwise the elder of the Lin family would have been reduced to ashes on the spot, without even the chance to roll on the ground.
"I didn't expect that the strength of the Tianqing Sect would be so strong. The Lin family actually dared to bully the disciples of the Tianqing Sect. They humiliated themselves. They really humiliated themselves." Thinking of the elder of the Lin family, an old man couldn't help but sigh again. Fortunately,
Lin Wandao and others had already walked far away, otherwise, hearing his sigh, they would probably be so angry that their blood would burst out: Our Lin family has lost face to the grandmother's house, and you drag it out and whip the corpse at any time. Do you really think that our Lin family is easy to bully, and it will never end?
"Mr. Chu is so young and has such strength. If nothing unexpected happens, he will definitely be promoted to the state of transcending tribulation in the future."
"More than transcending tribulation, in my opinion, with Mr. Chu's age and cultivation, as well as his talent, it is not impossible for him to be promoted to the Mahayana stage." Other cultivators also sighed with emotion.
It was not to flatter Chu Yunxian, but they were really moved.
As a cultivator, it was a great honor for them to witness the emergence of such a talented cultivator with extraordinary strength and promising future.
In layman's terms, it was enough to brag about it for a lifetime.
Hearing the praises from all around, Chu Yunxian remained calm and composed, and his expression was as calm and composed as ever.
"Do you really think that this shameful little trick can be hidden from me?" Looking at the crowd, he said lightly.
Everyone was puzzled, looking at each other, and suddenly found that a strange face had appeared in the crowd.
There were about a hundred clans and families who came to Ziyan Valley this time. Some of them knew each other well, while others had only heard of their names but had never seen them. They only met them once after they came.
So they were all unaware of the strange face in the crowd until they realized it at this moment.
"Wow!" The crowd dispersed like a tide, looking at the stranger, everyone's eyes were full of fear.
There was no doubt that this stranger was the illusory figure that was just chopped apart by Chu Yunxian's sword.
That sword, which was comparable to that of a powerful person who had crossed the tribulation, did not kill him, and allowed him to blend into the crowd silently. How strong must his cultivation be?
If he had suddenly attacked just now, they would not have known how they died without any precautions.
The more they thought about it, the more palpitations they felt. Everyone retreated to the wall of the hall, and then stopped, holding long swords, and looked at the man warily.
He was a slender young man, gentle and handsome, with slightly red eyes full of sadness and unwillingness.
"Master, why do you have to force me so hard? I have already said that I have no intention of becoming the master. Why do you still want to kill me?" Looking at Chu Yunxian, he said with a sad face. "
Grand Elder, you have watched me grow up. Don't you really know what kind of person I, Song Qinglan, am? Why do you want to falsely accuse me? Why don't you want to give me a way to live?" After saying that, he looked at Yuwen Dingtian again and asked angrily.
"Third Uncle, Fourth Uncle, Seventh Uncle, since the first day I became a disciple, you have been teaching your disciples that as a cultivator, you should act with a clear conscience and with no regrets in front of the heaven and earth. But in today's matter, can't you really tell who is right and who is wrong?" Then, he looked at the other cultivators around him and said with tears streaming down his face.
There was silence in the hall, and everyone looked at each other, all confused.
Just now, when he appeared, he cursed and rushed towards the female cultivator. They thought that the female cultivator was the reincarnation of a senior who had a deep hatred with him.
But now, he actually recognized Chu Yunxian as the leader, Yuwen Dingtian as the chief elder, and the other cultivators as the third uncle, fourth uncle, and seventh uncle.
Could it be that his elders were reincarnated and turned into the bodies of these monks present? How could there be such a coincidence in the world?
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