Master Changyue looked at Yang Zhen deeply, stood in front of Yang Zhen, and said to Wan Quan: "Master Wan, you need evidence for everything. You want me to give you an explanation based on your disciple's one-sided statement. Aren't you too overbearing?"
Boom! A violent burst of true energy also erupted from Master Changyue's body, confronting Wanquan.
The terrifying gusts of air erupted from the two of them were like a violent tornado, and the clear distinction between them was shocking.
Yang Zhen couldn't see what level of cultivation the two men had, he just felt that under this kind of power fluctuation, he seemed to have no ability to fight back.
This feeling is a bit uncomfortable. It turns out that I really need to seize the time to practice.
Two mighty waves of air surged and surged, confronting each other in the hall, neither giving in. The rest of the people watched in amazement, horrified.
Lu Chenghui raised his hand and waved it. A terrifying air wave, like a mad dragon, separated the two people's auras. He smiled like an old fox. It was a taboo in the sect for Yang Zhen to secretly practice other martial arts, but if he learned other people's martial arts in front of them, it was not a taboo but a huge achievement.
"Master Wan, please be patient. This matter is too bizarre. Even if you and I look at someone countless times, we can't learn their skills. You and I might as well listen to what Yang Zhen has to say."
With the Dayan Wind and Thunder Sword in front of him, Lu Chenghui was really looking forward to Yang Zhen, but this kind of thing was too bizarre as he said. However, looking at Wan Quan and Duan Langcai's frustrated looks, he really felt a little relieved. If he hadn't had a tense face, Lu Chenghui might have laughed out loud on the spot.
Even so, the flesh on Lu Chenghui's face was twitching.
Wan Quan also knew that he would not get any good results here alone, so he simply withdrew his momentum, stared at Yang Zhen coldly, and said: "Let him speak for himself. If he really stole the Ghost Shadow Sword of our sect, I believe that Sect Leader Lu knows what to do."
Lu Chenghui snorted lightly and asked Yang Zhen with a strange look on his face, "Yang Zhen, tell me what happened. Don't worry, if you are not wrong, no one in Shangyuan Sect can hurt you!"
As the head of Shangyuan Sect, Lu Chenghui still had some aura, and his words were sonorous and powerful, which made Wan Quan's face turn pale, but he could not get angry.
This is exactly what Yang Zhen was waiting for. In this way, he would have the entire Shangyuan Sect behind him and would not be afraid of Wan Quan's anger at all.
If Lu Chenghui acted indiscriminately, Yang Zhen would have no choice but to fight his way out. Although he might be seriously injured or even die, it was absolutely impossible for him to suffer injustice and humiliation.
Even if he died, Yang Zhen was confident that he could drag a few old guys with him. The power of the self-detonation of his true energy was no joke.
Now that Lu Chenghui was willing to risk offending the Shijian Sect to protect him, Yang Zhen felt a sense of belonging to the Shangyuan Sect for the first time.
Under the gaze of everyone, Yang Zhen looked aggrieved and said, "I accidentally entered a cave a few days ago and found the Spirit Cleansing Essence inside. I wanted to collect it back, but who would have thought that Senior Brother Duan also went in at this time and called me Grandpa without knowing the truth..."
"Asshole!" Wan Quan shouted, "Why would Lang call you grandpa for no reason?"
Yang Zhen looked innocent and muttered, "Senior Brother Duan is a maverick. Everyone knows his character. Who can tell what he does?"
"That's just nonsense!" Wan Quan sneered and said, "Let me ask you, what's the matter with the Ghost Shadow Sword you control?"
Yang Zhen asked blankly: "What ghost sword?"
Duan Langcai pointed at Yang Zhen and said, "Yang Zhen, you dare not take responsibility for what you did. You pretended to be the ancestor of my Shijian Sect and tricked me into revealing the Ghost Shadow Sword. The injuries on my body were caused by the Ghost Shadow Sword. No matter how you try to argue, this is an indisputable fact."
After saying that, Duan Lang turned to Wan Quan and said, "Master, Yang Zhen definitely knows the Ghost Shadow Sword. Everything I said is true. If I lie, I am willing to endure the pain of eternal calamity, death, and eternal reincarnation."
Just as he finished speaking, there was a sudden rumble of thunder in the air, and the terrifying power of heaven was vast and terrifying.
Yang Zhen was startled and swallowed the oath that was about to come out of his mouth. This was really thundering. It seemed that he could not make oaths casually in the future.
"Yang Zhen, have you ever learned the Ghost Shadow Sword?" Lu Chenghui asked with a frown.
Yang Zhen sneered and said, "Master, the Ghost Shadow Sword of the Shijian Sect is just a rubbish earth-level martial art. I don't even think highly of it."
Everyone gasped when they heard this. If they didn't even look favorably upon earth-level martial arts, then what kind of martial arts would they be interested in?
Duan Lang sneered repeatedly, and looked up with lingering fear. After seeing that no thunder had struck, he sneered and said to Yang Zhen: "Do you dare to swear a poisonous oath?"
Yang Zhen smiled and said, "Why not? If I, Yang Zhen, practice the Earth-level Ghost Shadow Sword of the Sword Guard Sect, let me endure the pain of the heavenly punishment and thunder tribulation, and my soul will be destroyed forever!"
Heavenly punishment and thunder tribulation! The soul will be destroyed! The two fates that all cultivators in Youzhou Continent feared came out of Yang Zhen's mouth. Every word was like thunder. Everyone who heard it was horrified and took a deep breath.
"You..." Duan Lang pointed at Yang Zhen angrily, looking up at the sky, as if wondering why the heavenly thunder did not kill the bastard Yang Zhen.
After waiting for a long while, the heavenly punishment thunder tribulation did not come, so Duan Lang knelt down in front of Wan Quan with a plop, wailing, "Master, the wounds on my body are definitely caused by the Ghost Shadow Sword. You have to make the decision for me. Master, please take action to force out the Ghost Shadow Sword of Yang Zhen, the insidious and cunning man."
Seeing Wan Quan's face turn black, Lu Chenghui knew that if he continued to argue like this, he would not be able to figure out the truth, so he simply asked Yang Zhen, "Yang Zhen, let me ask you, have you practiced a martial art similar to the Ghost Shadow Sword?"
Wan Quan snorted coldly, stared at Lu Chenghui and said, "Master Lu, your question is a bit too frivolous. If Yang Zhen practiced the Ghost Shadow Sword, would he dare to admit it?"
There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!
Yang Zhen looked aggrieved and embarrassed, and said to Lu Chenghui in a pretentious manner: "Master, I have really cultivated a martial art that is similar to the Ghost Shadow Sword!"
Don’t dare to admit it?
Not only do I dare to admit it, I can also fool you!
Puff! Everyone spit out saliva in astonishment, looking at Wanquan with gloating eyes.
This was a slap in the face, a slap in the face that was as bright as the sky. The slap was so loud that it shook the mountains, and it landed on Wanquan's face with a loud slap.
The expression on Wan Quan's face, with red in the white and black in the red, was as wonderful as it could be.
Duan Langcai didn't notice the expression on Wan Quan's face. He pointed at Yang Zhen excitedly and said, "He admitted it, Master, he admitted it. You should kill him now!"
"Shut up!" Wan Quan was so angry that his whole body was shaking. He glared at Duan Langcai with a look of disappointment and felt so angry that his head hurt.
Although Wan Quan was extremely angry, he knew that this was not the time to blame Duan Langcai. He stared at Yang Zhen and asked, "Where did you learn this martial art?"
Everyone in the hall was looking at Yang Zhen. The silence was eerie.
Everyone knows that how this incident will develop today depends entirely on how Yang Zhen answers.
Only Liu Ruoning looked at Yang Zhen with a strange expression, trying hard to hold back a smile.
Yang Zhen took a deep breath, a nostalgic expression on his face, and spoke slowly in a low voice: "It was a stormy night, I was playing in the back mountains..."
(End of this chapter)
