Master fell into evil? I took the blame for the heroine

"I don't care about strength."

Wang Xiaoke gritted his teeth, burning with anger.

"I only care about my fellow disciples, especially him, Luo He! He has never done anything wrong!"

These words were like a sharp sword, piercing the heart of the seal elder. His face suddenly changed, and he looked at Wang Xiaoke in disbelief. Anger and shock intertwined in his heart, and he was speechless for a moment.

Chapter 148: Late Nascent Soul Stage? Killed with One Sword

The surrounding disciples were shocked by the atmosphere, and their impression of Wang Xiaoke changed instantly.

Those who once doubted her could not help but admire her actions.

At this moment, a cold voice came from a distance, with a frosty majesty, breaking the tense atmosphere.

"Elder Tuyin, enough is enough."

Everyone turned their heads and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see two figures walking slowly towards them not far away.

Elder Ling Xue had a cold expression and eyes like ice. He exuded an inviolable cold aura, like a snowy mountain in the cold winter, making people dare not approach easily.

Elder Canyun had a gentle expression and nodded slightly in agreement, with a calmness that was neither hurried nor slow, like a breeze, soft yet majestic.

"Luo He has just broken through to the Golden Core Stage, yet you're forcing him. This is quite ungraceful."

There was a hint of rebuke in Elder Ling Xue's voice, and her eyes were as steady as water as she slowly swept over Elder Tu Yin.

Although her tone was not intense, it revealed an unquestionable power, as if she had already taken control of the atmosphere in the room with just a few words.

Elder Canyun also nodded and continued in a gentle tone, "Indeed, since Wang Luo was the first to strike, the cause of the matter will be determined. Elder Tuyin, why bother with so much?"

When the disciples heard the two elders speak, they felt relieved and their originally tense nerves relaxed a little.

Elder Lingxue and Elder Canyun both hold high status in the sect. Elder Lingxue is known for his iron fist and ruthlessness, while Elder Canyun is gentle but unfathomable. The two spoke together at this time, obviously intending to rescue Luo He and Wang Xiaoke.

Upon hearing this, Elder Tuyin frowned slightly, obviously unhappy.

If Luo He had bowed his head under his pressure just now, perhaps he could go with the flow, give the two elders some face, and let Luo He and Wang Xiaoke go.

However, now, Luo He and Wang Xiaoke were not moved at all by his oppression. Instead, they stood in front of him with a more determined attitude, as if they were not afraid at all.

This made Elder Tuyin's anger even more intense.

He is a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage, holding a high position and power in the sect. Others have always respected and feared him. How could such a Jindan stage boy and girl dare to confront him?

This kind of challenge is an insult to his authority. If he takes a step back, wouldn't he lose face?

"You'd better not get involved in this matter."

Elder Tuyin's voice was deep and undeniably powerful. His gaze swept over Elders Lingxue and Canyun, a hint of threat lingering in his tone.

As he finished speaking, the atmosphere around him became more oppressive, as if the entire air had frozen.

Elder Tuyin raised his hand slightly, and the spiritual power in his body began to surge. Two seals condensed with powerful force suddenly flew out and smashed towards Elder Lingxue and Elder Canyun.

The seal contained a strong pressure, as if the heaven and earth were trembling at this moment.

Elder Ling Xue's eyes narrowed slightly, and as she raised her hand, a sudden burst of cold air swept through. Snowflakes appeared around her and transformed into a layer of frost barrier, forcibly blocking the oncoming seal.

She frowned slightly but said nothing, obviously quite dissatisfied with Elder Tuyin's tough tactics.

On the other side, Elder Canyun also waved his sleeves lightly, and wisps of mist condensed into shape, blocking the seal that was coming down at him. His aura was steady and composed, without any sign of panic.

However, the look in his eyes, which should have been as gentle as the breeze, now revealed a hint of displeasure.

Elder Tuyin smiled coldly and retracted his attacking gesture, his expression full of contempt.

He didn't attack with all his strength, but simply wanted to force the two elders to retreat, showing his determination not to back down. He turned his fierce gaze towards Luo He again, with an unyielding pressure.

"Boy, you must bow your head to me today! I want you to understand what respect and inferiority are!"

Elder Tuyin's voice was full of disdain and dominance, as if he had already grasped victory in his hands.

The atmosphere in the arena suddenly became more tense, and all the disciples felt an invisible sense of oppression, their heartbeats accelerating. Facing a late Nascent Soul powerhouse like Elder Tuyin, everyone almost believed that Luo He had no chance of winning.

Wang Xiaoke stood beside Luo He, her face slightly changed. She felt the powerful pressure from Elder Tuyin and couldn't help but break into a cold sweat for Luo He.

However, she still did not back down. She gritted her teeth and looked at Luo He firmly, as if giving him silent support with her eyes.

Luo He's expression remained calm, as if he had not felt the tremendous pressure brought by this coercion.

Although the strength of Elder Tuyin made him feel a little heavy in his heart, there was no sign of retreat in his eyes.

He knew that if he took a step back at this moment, he would not only be bowing to Elder Tuyin, but also compromising his own beliefs. He couldn't retreat.

"Senior, since you are protecting Wang Luo, why do you need to find other reasons?"

Luo He's voice was like a clear spring, calm yet filled with a tenacious strength. He looked directly at Elder Tuyin, his gaze gleaming with fearless determination, as if he had already seen through his opponent's intentions.

"If you want to make a move, just go ahead and make a move!"

He challenged without fear, as if Elder Tuyin's pressure was nothing but a cloud to him.

Elder Tuyin sneered, his eyes filled with contempt and disdain: "Do you think you have the right to reason with me? Today, I will let you understand what it means to overestimate your own abilities!"

As he finished his words, he waved his arm, and the vast spiritual power quickly condensed and turned into a huge palm, which suddenly pressed down towards Luo He.

At that moment, the entire space seemed to shake, and a sense of oppression filled the air. The surrounding disciples were all terrified, fearing that they would be involved in the collision.

However, just as this pressure was about to fall, a surge of waves suddenly came from the sky, as if tearing the void apart.

The deafening aura tore through the surrounding tranquility, causing everyone to involuntarily look up at the sky.

"This fluctuation is... the Sect Master?"

Elder Tuyin's expression changed instantly, and he felt uneasy.

On weekdays, Sect Leader Fu Xueqiong rarely participates in sect affairs. Her existence is as distant and elusive as a myth.

Today's turmoil made him feel an unprecedented threat.

High in the sky, Fu Xueqiong's figure stood in the crack of space, her long black hair fluttering in the wind, her white clothes as white as snow, she seemed to be integrated with the heaven and earth, like a peerless fairy.

Her expression was calm, as if she didn't care about the current turmoil at all, and she just waved her finger lightly.

Suddenly, a massive sword materialized from the sky thousands of miles high. The blade radiated a light that shook the heavens and earth. Its gleam was like a rainbow, seemingly capable of slicing through the heavens. With unparalleled momentum, it descended directly towards Elder Tuyin.

The spiritual power flowing through the sword is like thousands of stars gathered together, shining brightly and making people feel awe.

"Come on!"

The disciples who witnessed this scene were horrified and retreated one after another, their hearts filled with fear and admiration for Fu Xueqiong's strength.

The air was filled with a suffocating feeling of oppression, as if even their heartbeats were frightened by this force, and they were afraid that this momentum would swallow them up together.

At this moment, Elder Tuyin's expression suddenly became solemn, his pupils shrank instantly, and his inner confidence suffered an unprecedented challenge at this moment.

Facing this unprecedented threat, a chill ran down his spine, and cold sweat trickled down his forehead. The might of the great sword came at him like a flood, making it nearly impossible for him to think.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the fear in his heart, and immediately formed hundreds of seals, his hands dancing rapidly in the air.

Colorful magic weapons and instruments appeared before him, gleaming with brilliant light like a myriad of flowers blooming. He tried his best to resist the attack, wishing he could concentrate all his spiritual power in this moment.

However, facing the giant sword that came across the air, the remaining confidence in Elder Tuyin's heart seemed to collapse in an instant.

The giant sword drew an arc in the air, carrying unparalleled cutting power, and slashed straight towards him. At that moment, a feeling of powerlessness surged in his heart, as if he was in an inescapable nightmare.

"I can't let it hit me!"

Tu Yin Zhang gritted his teeth until they bled, veins bulged on his forehead, and he tried his best to push the magic weapon to its extreme.

However, all his magic weapons and spiritual power were like fragile paper in front of this giant sword, and they had no power to resist.

The flashing light of those magic weapons seemed so weak in front of the giant sword. They collapsed at the touch and were torn to pieces in an instant.

As the giant sword descended, a sharp sound of tearing cloth was heard in the air, as if the entire space was torn apart.

A feeling of despair welled up in Elder Tuyin's heart. He felt his spiritual power gushing out like water under the invisible pressure, and was gradually being devoured. He could no longer maintain that meager defense.

As he looked in despair, the giant sword hit him hard.

At that moment, it felt as if the entire world had fallen into endless darkness. His body crumbled under the weight of the greatsword, his roar of pain piercing the air, yet he could not escape the piercing pain.

Elder Tuyin's spiritual power and magic weapons were wiped out by this attack, along with the pride and dignity he once prided himself on, all annihilated into nothingness.

His body fell like a leaf in the wind beneath the giant sword, vanishing without a trace like a nightmare. The painful roar echoed in the air, sending a chill through everyone's heart, as if even their souls were shaken.

The entire scene suddenly fell into dead silence. Everyone stared blankly at the sky, their hearts filled with shock beyond words.

Fu Xueqiong's white robe fluttered lightly in the air, like a god descending. Her cold expression seemed to tell everyone that all this was just a casual blow.

Whether it was the once awe-inspiring Elder Tuyin or the disciples who were now facing threats, they were all as fragile as ants and had no power to resist her absolute strength.

Fu Xueqiong looked through the crowd, as if she was thinking about something, but seemed to be indifferent.

Her indifference and ruthlessness frightened everyone present, as if they had never seen such a powerful person before.

Late Nascent Soul stage? Kill it with one sword!

Chapter 149 He is my disciple

High in the sky, after a sword strike.

Fu Xueqiong looked down at Luo He with her azure eyes, her expression calm, yet revealing an indescribable majesty.

Her figure slowly descended, like a dragonfly skimming the water, light and graceful, and each step seemed to draw a lively trajectory in the air, which was intoxicating.

"He is my disciple."

Fu Xueqiong's voice was like a gentle breeze, calm and firm. This was her declaration to everyone, like an invisible sword, severing all hostility and suspicion towards Luo He.

The disciples around him swallowed their saliva, their hearts filled with shock and awe.

The powerful Tuyin Elder just now was completely powerless in front of her and turned to ashes in an instant.

At this moment, everyone realized that Luo He had unparalleled protection behind him.

No matter what, Luo He is the sect leader's disciple.

They are the ones they can't afford to offend!

Otherwise, the same fate would have happened to Elder Tuyin just now.

They were already deeply shocked, and exclaimed in their hearts: "This is the Sect Master, the number one swordsman in Jiuzhou!"

Even in Tianming Sect, the chances of seeing Fu Xueqiong take action are extremely rare.

Now, every move she makes seems to have left a mark deep in their hearts, and the giant sword that spans the sky still shocks everyone.

The disciples around them began to discuss in low voices after the shocking scene just now, exchanging surprised glances with each other.

"Oh my god, this is the first time I've seen the leader take action. He's so strong!"

A young disciple's face was filled with shock, and he said in a trembling voice, "That sword strike just now was so chilling that I couldn't even breathe."

"Yes, I even feel like the whole world is making way for her!"

Another disciple pointed his finger towards the sky, his eyes gleaming with admiration.

"The number one swordsman in Jiuzhou is truly worthy of her reputation! Her aura is like a mountain pressing down on one's head, suffocating one."

"That giant sword... I swear, it has the power to cut through the entire sky!"

Another disciple couldn't help but say excitedly, his voice rising higher and higher: "The magic weapons we usually practice with can't compare to this! The sect master is truly amazing!"

"I heard that she doesn't like to get involved in these fights, but once she starts, even a late Nascent Soul expert will have nowhere to hide."

A senior disciple sighed, the awe on his face becoming more and more obvious.

"If I can get the guidance of the sect leader, I am willing to give everything!"

Another disciple was so excited that he almost jumped up, with fanatical glint in his eyes.

"If I could follow her and listen to her teachings even just once, I would be satisfied!"

"Haha, stop dreaming! I'm afraid we won't even have the chance to get close to the Sect Master."

The disciple beside him smiled bitterly and shook his head, but a hint of envy was also revealed in his words: "Her strength and nobility are simply beyond the reach of us little characters."

The voices of discussion rose and fell, spreading like ripples, excitement and awe intertwined in their hearts. Everyone felt immensely proud to be part of this powerful sect, while also silently vowing to diligently cultivate.

Elder Ran, Elder Lingxue, Elder Canyun, and other high-ranking members of the sect also bowed their heads in awe, too respectful to dare meet her gaze. Her presence was like a towering peak, something people looked up to but dared not approach.

Luo He's heart was shaken.