I walk sideways in the game world

The air in the hall seemed to freeze, and everyone's eyes were focused on Ren Xiaoyao and Elder Xuanfeng. Ren Xiaoyao's words were like thunder, exploding in everyone's mind.

"How dare you! How dare you slander the elders!" A disciple pointed at Ren Xiaoyao and shouted angrily.

"Exactly, what evidence do you have?!"

Facing everyone's doubts, Ren Xiaoyao remained unmoved. He stared fiercely at Elder Xuanfeng, a mocking smile on his lips, "Evidence? There will be evidence soon."

Xia Lin walked up to Ren Xiaoyao and whispered, "Xiaoyao, what should we do now?"

"To catch a thief, we must first catch the leader. Let's go to Elder Xuanfeng's residence." A hint of determination flashed in Ren Xiaoyao's eyes.

As night fell, the entire Qingfeng Sect was enveloped in a tense atmosphere. Ren Xiaoyao and Xia Lin took advantage of the night to quietly sneak into Elder Xuanfeng's residence.

"Xiaoyao, isn't it too risky for us to do this?" Xia Lin felt a little uneasy.

"Wealth and honor are achieved through risk. We have no way out now." Ren Xiaoyao said as he gently pushed open a door.

The room was empty. Ren Xiaoyao searched every corner carefully. Finally, he found a secret door behind the bookshelf.

"There really is a secret room!" Ren Xiaoyao and Xia Lin looked at each other, and a hint of joy flashed in their eyes.

The secret room was filled with various books and scrolls. Ren Xiaoyao flipped through these records, and his expression gradually became solemn.

"This is...a communication record of collusion with the Demon Cult!" Xia Lin exclaimed.

"And this is the poison formula to control the sect's disciples!" Ren Xiaoyao's voice was filled with anger.

All the evidence points to Elder Xuanfeng, he is the mastermind behind this conspiracy!

Suddenly, the door of the secret room was opened from the outside, and a cold voice came, "What are you looking for?"

Ren Xiaoyao and Xia Lin turned around suddenly and saw Elder Xuanfeng standing at the door with a sinister smile on his face.

"It seems that you have found what I want."

The candlelight in the secret room flickered, illuminating Elder Xuanfeng's sinister face. He approached Ren Xiaoyao and Xia Lin step by step, his tone grim, "Do you think you can bring me down by finding these? How naive!"

Ren Xiaoyao threw the scroll in his hand to the ground and sneered: "Whether I am naive or not, the elder knows it well." He knew very well that he must not show weakness at this moment and must delay time.

"Do you think others will believe the nonsense of a young boy like you?" Elder Xuanfeng smiled contemptuously, with murderous intent in his eyes.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside the secret room, accompanied by a few muffled groans. Elder Xuanfeng's face changed slightly, and he turned sharply to look at the door.

"Not good!" Xia Lin exclaimed, knowing that the leader of Qingfeng Hall had taken action in advance.

"Do you think that old fellow Qingfeng can do anything to me?" Elder Xuanfeng snorted coldly, and rushed out the door in a flash.

"Stop him!" Ren Xiaoyao shouted, leaping towards Elder Xuanfeng. Xia Lin followed closely behind, shooting out the hidden weapon in her hand like a meteor.

Outside the secret room, the Qingfeng Hall Master was leading a group of disciples in a fierce battle with Elder Xuanfeng's henchmen. Although they were few in number, they were all elite disciples of the Qingfeng Sect, many of whom had received instruction from Ren Xiaoyao, and their strength should not be underestimated.

"Qingfeng, are you trying to rebel?!" a man who looked like an elder roared, waving the sword in his hand.

"I, Qingfeng, have lived an upright life. How could I possibly be accused of rebellion?!" The Qingfeng Hall Master's eyes widened in anger. "You traitors, aiding and abetting the tyrant, are the true sinners!"

The battle was fierce, with both sides raging with rage. Senior Sister Mingyue and Senior Brother Tiexue, despite their injuries, persisted in joining the fray, providing intelligence support to the Qingfeng Sect's leader and the others. They knew this battle was a matter of life and death for the Qingfeng Sect, and they could not retreat.

The battle inside the secret chamber was equally thrilling. Ren Xiaoyao and Xia Lin teamed up to fight against Elder Xuanfeng. Although they were at a disadvantage, they managed to hold on thanks to their agile movements and tacit cooperation.

"You ants must all die!" Elder Xuanfeng roared angrily, and his palm wind was so fierce that it forced Ren Xiaoyao and Xia Lin to retreat again and again.

At this moment, the voice of the Qingfeng Hall Master came from outside the secret room: "Xiaoyao, the evidence is conclusive, you quickly go to the main hall and expose the true face of the old thief Xuanfeng!"

Ren Xiaoyao's heart trembled upon hearing this, realizing that this was the perfect opportunity. He feinted, taking advantage of Elder Xuanfeng's distraction, and suddenly rushed towards the entrance of the secret room.

"Want to leave? Not that easy!" Elder Xuanfeng noticed Ren Xiaoyao's intention, shouted angrily, and chased after him like a ghost.

"Xiaoyao, we are here to help you!" Xia Lin, the head of Qingfeng Hall and others followed closely behind and ran towards the main hall.

A bigger storm is about to set off in the main hall of Qingfeng Sect...

Ren Xiaoyao rushed into the hall like a gust of wind, followed closely by Elder Xuanfeng and the clashing of swords and sabers. Inside the hall, the headmaster and the elders of each hall were in a meeting, and the sudden change of events shocked everyone.

"Ren Xiaoyao, are you trying to rebel?!" An elder slammed the table and stood up, his eyes wide open in anger.

Ren Xiaoyao didn't have time to explain. He unfolded the scroll in his hand and said loudly, "My elders, please bear witness to this. Elder Xuanfeng has colluded with the Demon Cult and intends to overthrow our Qingfeng Sect. This is his handwritten letter and the Demon Cult's token as proof!"

The writing on the scroll was clearly visible, bearing the unique markings of the Demonic Cult, which could not be denied. Some elders began to whisper among themselves, looking at Elder Xuanfeng with suspicion and scrutiny.

"That's nonsense!" Elder Xuanfeng's face turned pale as he pointed at Ren Xiaoyao and roared, "You're clearly framing me!"

"Frame-up?" Ren Xiaoyao sneered. "Are all the evidence in the secret room and the demonic cult members colluding with you fake? Do you dare to let everyone search your residence?!"

Elder Xuanfeng was speechless, a flicker of panic in his eyes. He looked around and saw that many elders were beginning to waver, and he thought to himself that this was not good.

"At this point, you still want to quibble!" The Qingfeng Hall Master arrived with his men and surrounded Elder Xuanfeng. "You colluded with the Demon Cult and murdered your fellow disciples. Your crime is unforgivable!"

"Just a bunch of you, a bunch of rabble, think you're my enemy?!" Elder Xuanfeng's eyes flashed with ferocity. He knew he had no way out, so he decided to fight back. He slammed the elder beside him, severely injuring him, and then flew up, attempting to break free.

"Stop him!" Ren Xiaoyao shouted, and together with the Qingfeng Hall Master and others, they besieged Elder Xuanfeng. The hall immediately fell into chaos, and the shouts of killing were deafening.

Elder Xuanfeng was a true master of the Qingfeng Sect. Even outnumbered, he remained incredibly ferocious, his palms swift and fierce, his moves brutal and brutal. Ren Xiaoyao, the Qingfeng Hall Master, and the others fought back vigorously, but were still forced to retreat.

"A bunch of trash!" Elder Xuanfeng laughed wildly, and the wind from his palm became even more fierce, and he was about to break through the siege.

At this moment, a white-haired old man suddenly appeared at the door of the hall. He was thin, but exuded a powerful aura that made everyone present tremble.

"Stop!" the old man shouted, his voice like a loud bell, shaking the hall.

Elder Xuanfeng's expression changed drastically, and he cried out in shock, "Master... Master?!"

The old man walked into the hall step by step, his eyes like lightning, scanning the whole place, and finally fell on Elder Xuanfeng, his tone icy cold: "Evil disciple, what else do you have to say?"

Elder Xuanfeng shuddered, collapsing to the ground, his face drained of all color...