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"Kill!" Wang Zhengxin gave an order, and the white sword stabbed away. The black robe formed a barrier to resist, and he had no fear in the face of the murderous sword formation. Unexpectedly vulnerable.

Wang Zhengxin and Feng He shot together, but they couldn't even break through the barrier he made casually.

The two were knocked into the air, and Jiang Ziming caught them.

The black robe looked at him, and raised his hand to remove the barrier around him, "I think the injury of the Immortal Venerable is still not fully healed. If the Immortal Venerable fights with my life, I will naturally be no match, but if I also fight with my life, death will be more than terrible Both of us."

Hearing this, Jiang Ziming's heart tightened, and he saw a familiar figure in his sleeve.

Seeing that he saw it, the black robe stopped hiding. He took out the bloody rabbit from his cuff, looked down at the dying rabbit spirit, and said mockingly, "Is the immortal starting to doubt himself?"

Jiang Ziming's headache was splitting like five thunderbolts.

Black Robe: "Thanks to her, otherwise we would not be able to obtain the spirit of Elder Tianquan."

Jiang Ziming looked at the faintly breathing carrot, and all the past flashed before his eyes, and he began to be afraid. Was he put on the chessboard so early?

Hei Pao saw him clutching his chest and endured the pain, and his tone became lighter, "See you next time, and I'll return her to you."

He took Han Qingyue through the formation and left, and no one could stop him.

Wang Zhengxin roared in disbelief, Feng He looked at Jiang Ziming in disbelief, listened to the groans of his disciples, and looked up at the sky. She chased the thief before her injury was fully recovered, and her injury was compounded, and her heart was hit again , No matter how hard it was to hold on, I fainted.

The surroundings were in chaos, and Jiang Ziming was at a loss.

What about carrots?

Wang Yao didn't know when he came, and Wang Zhanyan was with him. Her eyes were red, and she seemed to have cried. Wang Yao pulled Wang Zhanyan, turned her back, and came straight to him. ?"

Jiang Ziming's head was confused, and he murmured his question, "Explain?"

"You don't have to pretend to be innocent. All the disciples guarding the back mountain have seen it. It was the spirit pet of the fairy who saved Han Qingyue, and it was the spirit pet of the fairy who helped the black robe steal the soul of Elder Tianquan. These are not my climbs." The nonsense is all seen by others, so the Immortal Venerable has nothing to explain?"

Jiang Ziming had a splitting headache, he raised his hand to press down on his temple, Wang Yao's words resounded in his mind like thunder and lightning, and he couldn't get rid of it.

Wang Zhanyan: "Ah Yao, don't do this."

"Sister, I didn't lie a single word, can't I ask because he is an immortal?"

"No." Jiang Ziming opened his mouth to argue, but he suddenly found that he had no way to explain it. Carrot was brought by him to the Brahma School, and he also lived in Xuanyun Peak in the name of his spiritual pet, but he didn't know why Carrot did this. Sleepy, how could he get involved with Han Qingyue and the others.

Seeing that he was silent, Wang Yao was sullen, "Does the Immortal have nothing to say? Or does the Immortal feel that he is superior and doesn't need to explain to us?"

Wang Zhengxin calmed down, asked someone to take the injured disciple back, and shouted, "Wang Yao!"

Wang Yao was indifferent to his scolding, but instead asked loudly: "Father, as the head of the sect, can't you see the pros and cons of this matter?" This statement not only stunned Wang Zhengxin, but also shocked everyone present. "If the heart of the Immortal is towards the Brahma faction, we will naturally enshrine it to the lord, but if we don't want the Brahma faction, then we should think about whether we are guarding gods or demons for so many years, and stop the loss in time."

He spoke every word clearly, every word nailed Jiang Ziming to the execution platform, but he had nothing to refute.

Wang Yao looked around and smiled coldly when he saw that no one was speaking anymore. He stared at the Immortal Venerable who was once regarded as a god in front of him, and asked coldly, "Does the Immortal Venerable still bother to explain?"

Jiang Ziming seemed to be on trial, a fruitless trial, because from Wang Yao's eyes, he already knew that his crime was unforgivable, and it was a death sentence.

He clenched his fists, laughed angrily, and opened his mouth with difficulty, "I..."

As soon as the words came out, there was sharp pain in his shoulder, Wang Yao's Chifeng sword pierced into his shoulder without any warning, blocking all the words he wanted to say in his throat. The killing intent in Yao's eyes.

I don't know whether the bystanders were shocked or let it go, but no one made a sound for a full cup of tea.

The cold wind from the wound eroded his flesh and blood together with the Chifeng Sword's sword energy, and the cold air from the bottom of his heart gradually enlarged and spread throughout his body.

The white line on the horizon turned into colorful morning light, clouds and mist surged in the mountains, and the layers of steps under the mountain gate could be vaguely seen.

The mountains in the distance covered it for half a day, and the morning sun was not dazzling at all, let alone the warm sun at the end of winter.

The light shone on everyone, and only a few people remained in front of the vast mountain gate.

Everything last night was like a dream, if it wasn't for Wang Yao still holding the sword, Jiang Ziming really thought he was having a dream.

Jiang Ziming was exuding cold air all over his body. His injuries were not healed. Now the hostility of the Chifeng Sword was intertwined with the cold air, which made him a little overwhelmed. He looked at the rising sun and remembered Sun Yun who was sleeping soundly.

"Who is the Immortal Venerable waiting for?" Wang Yao was imposing, and the Chifeng sword in his hand was pushed a little closer to his wound. Wang Zhanyan looked scared and quickly pressed his hand.

Jiang Ziming looked at Wang Zhengxin who was silent, and Feng Xizi who was at a loss, looked at Wang Yao with complicated expression, and asked him, "What crime do you want to convict me?"

Wang Yao: "Why did the Immortal Venerable kill Elder Tianquan?"

This established a crime of mutilating fellow disciples and breaking promises.

Jiang Ziming lowered his eyes and sneered, without retorting.

Feng Xizi's pupils dilated, such a crime could not be borne by an ordinary practitioner, let alone a revered immortal, she saw that Wang Yao wanted to stab the sword, and raised her hand to hold his Chifeng sword, " Wang Yao, don't talk nonsense!"

Wang Yao glanced at her, and continued to list the crimes, "not only mutilating the same family, but also working with demons."

Hearing this, everyone present took a breath and finally started discussing.

Feng Xizi shouted angrily: "Wang Yao!"

The crimes he listed all put people to death, leaving no room for life. The viciousness of his mind was heinous.

Wang Zhengxin also found it ridiculous, and finally said, "Wang Yao, don't talk nonsense!"

"Nonsense?" Wang Yao cast a spell to shake Fengxizi away, and regardless of Wang Zhanyan's obstruction, he pulled out the Chifeng sword violently. Seeing Jiang Ziming gasp in pain, he kicked him mercilessly at his wound, and Jiang Ziming smashed back On the stone statue, he stretched out his hand to support the stone statue so as not to let himself fall in embarrassment.

The dignified Immortal Venerable was worshiped as a god by the people of the world, but now he was humiliated in public by his disciples, and he didn't fight back, which made everyone jealous.

Wang Yao lowered his eyes to look at him, Chi Fengjian stood upright behind him, and asked aggressively: "Does that rabbit monster have the imprint of a spiritual pet? It is neither a spiritual pet nor a demon, why?"

Feng Xizi pushed Wang Zhanyan away. Seeing that no one was speaking for the immortal, even Wang Zhengxin was speechless. She was extremely disappointed and asked Wang Yao, "Don't talk about it! What evidence do you have!"

"Elder Fenghe is best at raising spiritual pets. As long as the spirits in the back mountain are freed, there is no mark of spiritual pets! You don't have to pester me again. When Elder Fenghe wakes up, you can check it yourself. Trick, I, Wang Yao, pay with my life!"

"You!" He spoke with certainty, but Feng Xizi was speechless to refute.

Seeing that she had nothing to say, Wang Yao stared at Jiang Ziming and continued to question, "If it's a spiritual pet, why didn't Shicai Immortal Venerable control it?"

People who practice Taoism will set up their own spiritual pet marks when raising spiritual pets. On the one hand, it shows that it is not a monster, and on the other hand, the owner can control the spiritual pet when it is disobedient.

Jiang Ziming has never regarded carrots as a spiritual pet, let alone imprinted a spiritual pet on her, he couldn't explain this clearly.

Wang Yao looked at the crowd, with a mixture of sadness and wry smile in his eyes, and continued to count his next crime, "Everyone should have seen that Sun Yun's sword is the same as that of Chu Jiao of the Demon Dao, is this also my nonsense?"

Jiang Ziming's heart seemed to be bitten by something, the pain made it difficult for him to breathe, he covered his heart and looked at Wang Yao, he had every piece of evidence that he wanted to put him to death.

Everyone was shocked by Wang Yao's words, because what he said was correct, and every piece of evidence was true.

"Yin Lan." Wang Zhengxin was also at a loss. He has been in charge of the Brahma Sect for 30 years, and now he doesn't know how to deal with the matter in front of him. Looking at Jiang Ziming's disappointed expression, he feels guilty.

The sky was bright, and the warm sun in the morning turned into a dazzling light. Jiang Ziming never thought that the sun in winter would be so scorching.

Wang Yao raised his foot forward, stood in front of him, looked down at him, gritted his teeth and said:

"Crime one, colluding with demons to harm fellow sects."

"Sin two, colluding with the devil to kill my disciple."

The Chifeng sword glowed with black and red aura, and Wang Yao pointed it at the awe-inspiring Immortal Venerable of the Immortal Gate, criticizing it as a sanctioner.

"Sin three, as an immortal, being obscene with his disciples, humiliating the way and deeds, the sin is unforgivable!"

The last crime was almost shouted out angrily, Jiang Ziming was crushed by these three crimes like being hit by a boulder, and he had nowhere to plead.

Feng Xizi also shouted angrily: "Presumptuous!"

Chifeng sword cut through the formation that came out of nowhere, Wang Yao looked cold, and looked at her like a clown, "Who are you? It's your turn to intervene in the matter of my Brahma faction?"

"Wang Yao!" Although Feng Xizi had always disliked him, he protected Elder Sister and did not allow anyone to humiliate the Brahma Sect. She always thought that although he was surly, he also had merits.

Now it seems that he is also a crazy person.

Jiang Ziming looked at the people present, and he usually looked at himself in awe, but now most of the complicated expressions were disgust and disbelief.

Now because of Wang Yao's three crimes, he also fell from the altar and became the most shameless existence in the fairy sect. He doesn't want to make unnecessary explanations now, he just wants to protect his only Feng Xizi from being implicated by her.

"Girl Feng's righteousness, I am grateful." Jiang Ziming endured the pain in his heart, raised his hand and pushed her away, and faced Wang Yao himself, "Young Master Wang, how do you want to deal with me?"

Wang Yao frowned slightly, and said mercilessly: "The Brahma sect has a rule to abolish his cultivation and expel him from the door."

He thought it was a setback, but it was just abolishing his cultivation. Jiang Ziming's heart was already cold. Fortunately, he hadn't put his heart and soul into these people, so now he is only cold in this situation, not to the point where he has nothing to love.

He was about to speak when he saw Wang Yao twitching the corners of his mouth, revealing a chilling smile, "But the Immortal Venerable is respected by the world's immortal sects, and it should be treated with the comprehensive training of the world's immortal sects."

Hearing this, Wang Zhengxin and Wang Zhanyan looked at Wang Yao in horror, but Feng Xizi couldn't believe it. He tore Jiang Ziming away regardless of etiquette, and opened his mouth to curse, "Wang Yao, do you know what you are doing?" !"

"Are you trying to kill Brahma faction?"

Wang Zhanyan grabbed his sleeve and shook her head pleadingly, "Ah Yao! No!"

Wang Yao was indifferent to their agitation and persuasion, and only looked at Jiang Ziming, who looked indifferent, and explained the comprehensive training word by word, "Those who commit chaos/ethics and obscenity/obscenity are punished by heavenly thunder, and those who commit collusion with demons and murder Those of the same sect will kill the spirit."

Wang Zhengxin couldn't stand still anymore, and called him loudly: "Wang Yao!"

Unexpectedly, Sun Yun didn't crush him and destroy his soul, but it was Wang Yao who wanted to practice the hero's way.

Jiang Ziming calmed down when he became anxious, and looked at him quietly, seeing that he was obviously full of momentum, but there was still some mist in his eyes, which revealed a little hesitation in his heart.

He grabbed Feng Xizi who was about to argue, and said to Wang Yao: "I will not be punished."

The tone is cold, neither urgent nor panic, just like wanting to refuse ordinary requests.