Ye Xiangyang stared at Taishi Xiongfeng: "Du, who are you calling a despicable villain?"
Taishi Xiongfeng, who was righteously reprimanding Ye Xiangyang, was interrupted by Ye Xiangyang's words. He was very angry. He thought to himself that no one had dared to interrupt him for so many years: "I scold you, you despicable villain."
Ye Xiangyang smiled slightly, still looking like a harmless boy next door: "Brother, I admire you for knowing yourself. It's enough to just know it. Why do you still say it out loud?"
As soon as these words came out, the disciples from Yuhuazhengong and Daodexianong behind him burst into laughter.
"Ye Xiangyang is really amazing. He actually made Taishi Xiongfeng admit in person that he is a despicable villain. This is really rare."
"This is also a manifestation of Senior Brother Taishi's broad-mindedness, his courage to criticize and self-criticize, and his courage to self-examine."
"Brother Taishi, you are always so humble."
"Ha ha ha, just pull the dick, this guy didn't react for a while and got fooled. Ha ha ha, Tai Shi Xiongfeng is so smart, but he was played in the palm of someone's hand."
Tai Shi Xiongfeng's face changed all of a sudden. As the holy son of the Xuanwu Temple, he was played around by others. This matter could not be covered up. It was a disgrace to the sect.
As he stretched out his hand, the space fluctuated and formed a space prison that was about to cover Ye Xiangyang.
Under Ye Xiangyang's feet was a picture of vast rivers and mountains. The picture rushed forward and broke through the space cover of Taishi Xiongfeng with a bang.
Taishi Xiongfeng's two-star Xuanzun is much inferior to the two Xuanzuns in the Ten Thousand Demons Temple and the Demon God Temple.
Ye Xiangyang stood on the map of mountains and rivers, his face livid: "Tai Shi Xiong Feng, I know you are the Holy Son of the Xuanwu Palace, and the Xuanwu Palace cannot go too far like this."
"If you have anything to say, please speak up in front of all these sect disciples. You call me despicable as soon as we meet. Let me ask you, how could a martial artist like me, handsome, elegant, caring about the world, and practicing hard, be like what some people admit themselves to be?"
"Just say what you want to say, don't make up stories. If I, Ye Xiangyang, am wrong, you can kill me or keep me as you please. You want to defame my name in front of all the martial arts practitioners in Xuanwu Continent, but you won't be able to do that."
Ye Xiangyang stood on the picture of vast rivers and mountains and said this sentence with righteousness, reason and evidence, which made everyone nod their heads.
"Tai Shi Xiong Feng, let's talk nicely. If you want to bully others by relying on your high level of cultivation, that won't work." The people from Yuhua Zhengong said so.
"That is, you need to explain clearly what is going on, so that we can understand."
"If you are right, you can go anywhere. If you are wrong, you can't go anywhere. Please explain it so that everyone can understand where Ye Xiangyang is wrong."
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Taishi Xiongfeng was so angry that his face turned blue. He pointed at Ye Xiangyang and said, "This kid plotted against my Xuanwu Saint Sect disciples Yue Wenyu and Sheng Yong in the South China Sea two and a half years ago. I want to use him to avenge my junior brother. Is there anything wrong with that?"
Some people looked at Ye Xiangyang with changed eyes, and secretly said in their hearts that this boy was so bold that he actually dared to plot against people from the Xuanwu Palace. He was really not afraid of death to the extreme.
Ye Xiangyang's face turned even more ashen. This was intentionally caused by the operation of his profound strength. He wanted to show the grief and anger in his heart: "Ah, bah, I heard a long time ago that there was no one in the Xuanwu Palace, but I didn't believe it. Today, Taishi Xiongfeng explained this matter with iron facts."
"You repay kindness with hatred. I never thought you would repay kindness with hatred. It has been almost three years since the South China Sea War. When your junior brother got into trouble three years ago, I asked you if you were there?"
Taishi Xiongfeng had been a high-ranking person since he was a child, and he had never learned to curse and throw a tantrum like this, so he could only say, "I was there."
"Was I present when your junior brother died?" Ye Xiangyang continued to ask.
“Present.”
"If I was the one who killed your fellow apprentice, would you have let me go? Did you have evidence in your possession at that time, and waited until now to reveal it? Or do you have some unspeakable secret?"
"Humph, my three junior brothers saw you yesterday giving Sheng Yong and Yue Wenyu's weapons to the Ten Thousand Demons Temple and the people of the Demon Temple. If you hadn't killed them, how could their treasures be in your hands?"
Ye Xiangyang took out a storage ring and said, "My fellow martial artists, take a look at this storage ring. Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that this storage ring belongs to the Xuanwu Holy Land. Do you know who gave me this storage ring? It was the Holy Son in front of me. In order to thank me, he gave me this storage ring as a reward."
"Tai Shi Xiong Feng, you are not dead, right? If you are not dead, isn't your storage ring in my hand?"
Tai Shi Xiongfeng's face was grim. He didn't expect this kid to be so tough.
"At that time, I tried my best to save Yue Wenyu and Sheng Yong in front of the island, and gave them my only resources. When they saw me helping them, they were so excited that they shed tears. They held my hand and said, 'Little brother, the two of us are dying, so we will leave our treasures to you as a souvenir.' So they handed me their storage rings."
“It was a long time before I realized there were Xuan-level weapons and explosive mines in here.”
As he spoke, Ye Xiangyang once again took out two blasting bombs.
"Yesterday, my two contracted beasts were about to be taken away by the people from the Ten Thousand Demons Temple and the Demon God Temple. These two contracted beasts have spent many years with me. I didn't have anything to give them as a gift, so I gritted my teeth and thought that the two brothers from the Xuanwu Temple would definitely not want their treasures to be lost, so I gave them to my contracted beasts."
"Could it be that I am doing something wrong?"
Taishi Xiongfeng's face was icy: "Nonsense, why didn't you tell me that you had their storage rings?"
Ye Xiangyang smiled disdainfully: "Brother, this is a personal gift, do I need to report it to you? Besides, you didn't even ask me."
Then Ye Xiangyang recounted how he had rescued his two brothers on an island in the South China Sea, how he had treated them, how they had dared to move, how they had given him their treasures, and how he had refused...
He told me everything in detail. At the end, Ye Xiangyang said, "My fellow disciples, it was this Taishi Xiongfeng who used the Soul Stealing Technique on that island to control my soul. The storage ring he gave me can also observe me."
"My fellow martial artists, please think about it. Why is it so difficult to save a person? Being scolded, being watched, having soul-stealing magic used against him in a despicable way, and today, three years later, being pointed at and scolded in front of everyone."
"I ask you, is this repaying kindness with enmity?"
Along with Ye Xiangyang's expression of being blocked, it was like a battle manifesto came to an abrupt end, and everyone's eyes on Taishi Xiongfeng changed.
They could not imagine that the Holy Son of the Xuanwu Temple, an important figure in the number one sect, could be so despicable and shameless, repaying kindness with enmity.
What else did you say? You gave him a prize and rewarded him, but now, two years later, you want to kill him. You have a vicious heart.
Many people are a little far away from the Xuanwu Temple.
Ye Xiangyang smiled coldly in his heart: "Ah, bah, you want to mess with me, I will almost kill you today."
"Fellow brothers, do you know why Taishi Xiongfeng brought up what happened two years ago? It's because he knows I have two earth-level treasures, one of which is this Wanli Jiangshan Tu. He also knows I have the Danding Shenzong Danding Alchemy Technique. He must be after these two things, so he would do whatever it takes, even lie, to kill me here."
"Tai Shi Xiong Feng, if you don't think so, you should swear an oath to the heavens, saying: If I, Tai Shi Xiong Feng, ever thought of taking Ye Xiang Yang's treasures and elixirs, I will be struck by lightning and die a miserable death." Ye Xiang Yang pointed at Tai Shi Xiong Feng, "As long as you say it, as long as you dare, I will give you a fair chance to fight."
Everyone turned their eyes to Taishi Xiongfeng, only to find that Taishi Xiongfeng was only timid and did not dare to swear an oath to Heaven.
Everyone understood that what Ye Xiangyang said was true.
"They bully others by taking advantage of their power and repaying kindness with hatred. I never thought that the Xuanwu Palace would go to such lengths."
"That's right. To prove your innocence, you have to swear an oath to the heavens."
"He swore an oath to the heavens, and he felt guilty."
Tai Shi Xiongfeng never imagined what he would see today. Today, his reputation had been completely ruined by this kid Ye Xiangyang.
"Ye Xiangyang, you deserve to die." Tai Shi Xiongfeng sent a gust of wind towards Ye Xiangyang to kill him.
A whirlwind rolled up on Pingdi Mountain, and an earth-yellow strong wind came fiercely. It was the strong wind of a long sword, it was a killing move based on the law of space, it was Taishi Xiongfeng's anger and humiliation after losing face.
Ye Xiangyang was standing on the Wanli River and Mountain Map, with a five-star golden flag on his head. The black crystal inside had not yet burned completely. The black crystal was burning, and the Wanli River and Mountain Map came towards the long sword.
A rumbling sound was heard, and the picture of Wanli Jiangshan rushed towards Taishi Xiongfeng.
Crack, crack, shattered Tai Shi Xiongfeng's mysterious long sword, and also shattered his spatial power.
At this moment, a young man wearing a white gown with a picture of his son Yuhua printed on his chest stood in front of Ye Xiangyang and said, "Brother Taishi, you are always right. I didn't expect that you would throw away all the integrity of us martial artists for a little profit. If you want to bully me, I won't accept it."
Gong Jianyang, the Holy Son of Yuhua Zhenzong, said.
Taishi Xiongfeng said angrily: "Gong Jianyang, things are definitely not as he said. This kid is so smooth-talking that you can't trust him."
Gong Jianyang chuckled, and his smile was full of doubt - doubt towards Taishi Xiongfeng. You gave him the storage ring with gratitude, but your two senior brothers gave them storage rings without any regard for them. You didn't dare to swear an oath to the heaven, which shows that you really have such a heart. I don't believe him, I am stupid.
A man from Huoyun Sect wearing a Huoyun Taoist robe had an evil look on him: "Brother Gong Jianyang, I believe what Brother Taishi Xiongfeng said. Ye Xiangyang and I are from the same place. This kid is extremely treacherous. You don't know. He can make the dead look alive."