"Who, who killed my son? Stand up for me!"
Jin Zhikun stood up, raised his head and roared loudly, his face twisted and ferocious, like a beast with strong animalistic nature. A pair of eyes looked around, and when he glanced at them, the guards and disciples were frightened and took a few steps back.
The Yunwu Sect is famous for refining alchemy and planting medicinal herbs. The sect has branch halls such as the Mountain Patrol Hall, the Weapon Refining Hall, and the Alchemy Hall, but the most important one is the Alchemy Hall, which is the core of the Yunwu Sect. The master of the alchemy hall has always been ranked lower than a few elders in the sect and has a high position of authority.
Jin Zhikun has been in charge of the alchemy hall for many years, and he has long been a tree with deep roots and no anger. He is also an outstanding practitioner. He broke through to the seventh level of monk ten years ago, and is only a hair away from the real person state. He suddenly became furious and showed his power. Although there were many disciples and guards who came after hearing the news, none of them dared to look directly at him, and none of them dared to express their anger.
"Here, I am the one who killed him." Ye Chuan said calmly, and stood up calmly in front of everyone, facing the pressure of the hall leader Jin Zhikun.
"Hahaha, okay, okay, boy, you have the guts!"
Jin Zhikun laughed angrily, took a step forward, and with a click, the bluestone beneath his feet cracked, and the murderous aura in his body soared, "Tell me, why, why did you kill my Hua'er?"
Jin Zhikun's eyes were dripping with blood, and his ferocious look shocked people, making them shudder just by looking at him.
"Because he deserves to die!"
Ye Chuan's language was concise and concise, and as soon as he said it, people were shocked again.
Good guy, you dare to say this even in front of the leader of the hall. Is this ignorance or arrogance? Isn't he afraid that Hall Master Jin will tear him apart on the spot
Jin Zhikun's face turned red and he was trembling with anger at Ye Chuan's word 'damn'. He took a step forward again and said fiercely: "Why? Ye Chuan, tell me, give me a reason not to kill you!"
"Perhaps he was dissatisfied with the marriage, so Junior Brother Jinhua wanted to escape from the marriage and fled down the mountain overnight. Unfortunately, forget about escaping from the marriage. Before he came down from the mountain, he sneaked into the Sutra Pavilion to steal the skills."
Ye Chuan looked around and spoke calmly, "I'm about to get married but I run away from the wedding. I have no sense of responsibility at all, regardless of whether it will cause trouble for the sect. As an elite disciple, he knowingly stole the skills and violated the law." Laws and regulations. These two alone are serious crimes that are enough to be beheaded in public. Just steal. Not only did Junior Brother Jinhua not wake up, but he killed the killer and tried to silence him. A total of twelve guards died tragically under his tiger fist. If it hadn't been for Da The elder arrived in time, I am afraid that I, the senior brother, will also be killed by him. Such a heinous scum, shouldn't he die? Shouldn't he be killed?"
Ye Chuan was calm and composed, and explained clearly what happened in a few words, arousing people's anger and hatred.
Sure enough, looking at Jinhua's bloody corpse, people's eyes slowly changed, and there was no longer any sympathy or pity. Jinhua is a human being, so aren’t the twelve guards human beings? If you don't kill this scum Jinhua, how can you convince the public? Where are the sect's laws and regulations
"Boy, no matter how good you are, you are still dead today. Kill!"
Jin Zhikun shouted angrily and flew towards Ye Chuan without giving him a chance to explain. A shadow of a scorpion suddenly appeared in the sky above his head. The scorpion flicked its tail and whizzed towards Ye Chuan with a wind knife, accompanied by a fishy wind.
Poisonous Scorpion Palm!
As soon as he made a move, Jin Zhikun used his famous killer move and was about to kill Ye Chuan in one face-to-face encounter.
After cultivating the body in the warrior realm, you can practice magical powers and condense all kinds of talismans after reaching the monk realm. Jinhua's natal talisman is a tiger, while Jin Zhikun's is a poisonous scorpion. Just the fishy wind blowing in the face can make people dizzy and kill people hundreds of meters away!
Ye Chuan held his breath, swayed, quickly took a few steps back, and dodged the whistling wind knife.
"Huh… "
Seeing Ye Chuan acting as if nothing had happened, Jin Zhikun screamed in surprise, his expression even more ferocious.
The most powerful thing about the scorpion tail swing just now was not the wind knife itself, but the poisonous wind. Even for a disciple of the first level monk, it is not easy to escape from this attack. How did Ye Chuan do it
"Come again, kid, within three moves, I will kill you!"
Jin Zhikun's eyes were blazing, and he rushed forward again. In a flash, he was in front of Ye Chuan, and slapped him hard with his palm. This time, the power is greater and the fishy wind is thicker. The guards and disciples who were watching the battle hurriedly backed away, feeling dizzy and stuffy in their chests even after more than ten meters away.
Jin Zhikun's speed was astonishing. This time, Ye Chuan did not retreat, but raised the broom in his hand.
It seems that this broom is black and ordinary, and no one wants it if it is thrown aside. But for some reason, in an instant, Jin Zhikun felt a dangerous feeling in his heart, and there was a faint pain between his eyebrows, as if what he saw in front of him was not a broom, but a sword that sharpened iron as much as mud. If you continue to slap Ye Chuan into a pulp, his eyebrows and palms will also be pierced.
"Hey, good boy, come again, the second move, Scorpion raises its head!"
Jin Zhikun screamed again and unleashed an even more powerful killing move. The poisonous scorpion on the head suddenly lowered its head, its abdomen was deeply sunken, and then suddenly swelled, its tail swinging at high speed and making a crackling sound.
In the air, a violent aura suddenly rippled.
The bystanders stepped back again and stepped aside far away, feeling the danger.
Ye Chuan also frowned, his eyebrows beating wildly.
If a small character like Jin Zhikun was not worth mentioning in his heyday, there are many ways to defeat his move easily. But now, the difference between the realms of the two sides is too big. The gap between the fifth level warrior and the seventh level monk is too big. No matter how rich and experienced it is, it will be in vain.
"Elder brother, don't panic, let me come!"
A cold voice suddenly came from far away, and a sword light suddenly flew from the darkness.
The cold and aloof Nan Tiandu was incredibly fast. Before he finished speaking, he flew down in front of Ye Chuan. He was as tall as a mountain, and the sharp long sword was pointed at Jin Zhikun's eyebrows with murderous intent. The second elder with a gray beard followed closely behind, carrying a medicine hoe and walking out of the darkness. He glanced at Jin Zhikun and snorted coldly, "Huh, you will kill my great disciple of the Yunwu Sect within three moves. Okay. Loud tone. Jin Zhikun, who asked you to take action? Do you really think that no one can control lawlessness when the leader is away? Come on, come on, fight me, an old man. If I can’t kill you within three moves, don’t call me Nangong Ninja. !”
At the critical moment, the second elder Nangong Ren and his master and apprentice flew in and blocked the vicious Jin Zhikun.
"Second Elder, you..."
Jin Zhikun was so angry that he gritted his teeth in hatred. He was about to succeed but was blocked by someone alive. It felt really suffocating. But looking at the aloof Nan Tiandu, and then at the second elder who was protecting him, he still had to endure the movement of his hands and feet. There is nothing wrong with Nan Tiandu. If the second elder really takes action, with his third-level cultivation of the real person realm, he will definitely hit a wall and suffer a bloody blow. Besides, the second elder was famously eccentric, smelly and tough, and no one was afraid of him. It was really possible for him to kill him when his temper got serious.
"Zhikun, come back. Although Jinhua died pitifully, he was at fault after all. No matter what, the sect's laws must be abided by." The third elder spoke, looking at the troubled second elder with a gloomy face. A pair of narrow eyes looked at Ye Chuan for a few times, like a poisonous snake that made people feel uncomfortable all over, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
"Third Elder, I only have one son. Hua'er can't just die like this, Third Elder..." Jin Zhikun vomited blood in his heart. Looking at his son Jinhua's body, how could he give up so easily
"It's stupid. Although the First Elder didn't express his position, he was obviously secretly protecting that boy Ye Chuan. With the support of the First Elder and the Second Elder, is it okay to fight with them now? The people from Xuanding Sect will be here soon, and naturally someone will come forward to look for him. That boy Ye Chuan’s trouble, who is Tuoba Xiong, let’s see how the First Elder and Second Elder deal with it!”
The third elder moved his lips and transmitted the sound secretly, and the sound directly sounded in Jin Zhikun's mind.
Yes, and where is Tuoba Bear? With his identity, temperament and cultivation, could he easily get around this kid Ye Chuan
Jin Zhikun's eyes lit up and he glared at Ye Chuan fiercely before retreating angrily.
At the foot of the mountain, there was suddenly a loud noise in the distance, and flames shot into the sky. As soon as Tuoba Xiong was mentioned, the people from Xuanding Sect arrived quickly, lit torches and sent the bride off in a grand manner.
On the wedding night, the bride comes, but the groom has been beaten to death with a broomstick. What should I do
Everyone in the sect looked worried and felt bad, and the elder also had a headache.