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Chapter 167 Chapter 166

Qianlixi's oppressed mind collapsed, and he lost his mind and wanted to tell the cause and effect of the incident.

Suddenly, a majestic voice interrupted what Qian Lixi was about to utter: "What is the difference between you are coercing and beating?"

The person who spoke appeared at the door and stepped into the hall step by step, sitting on the chair on the left side.

Standing beside him was Yi Chuan, who was familiar and could no longer be familiar with, who had once formed a beam, and was looking at Mo Yuheng fiercely at this moment.

Mo Yuheng cursed secretly in his heart, he was only one step away from admitting to voluntarily confessing to the person behind the scenes.

Calmly and rationally, he took a deep breath to adjust his emotions, and looked at Yichuan standing beside a hale and hearty old man with white beard and hair.

He looked at her with extremely cold eyes, and there was no trace of a strong person in his body.

But Mo Yuheng didn't dare to underestimate him, because he was the legendary True Monarch Wuji, the strongest sword cultivator under Fusang.

One of the elders of Buried Sword Peak, with labels such as noble status and powerful strength attached to him, it is quite different from the ordinary old man he is showing now.

But why would he come here in person to get involved now?
Seeing Yichuan glaring at her fiercely, his expression was gloating again.

It can be seen that the other party's hands and feet are moving, please move Wuji Zhenjun to make decisions for him.

If you find an opportunity today, you will naturally not let Mo Yuheng go, even if her master is Fusang, so what?

As long as the disciples of the sect break the rules, they will also be punished.

However, this also varies from person to person, depending on the form.

As long as your identity is there, it will naturally be treated with leniency.

But sometimes status doesn't matter, as long as you offend others and are strong, they will naturally attack you.

After all, there are not many opportunities to do something to you. This time, Yichuan heard the news from the disciples outside that Mo Yuheng was invited by Fadu to the Law Enforcement Hall.

He was naturally happy in his heart, and couldn't wait to find a master to make decisions for him.

That fall from the cliff of Buried Sword Peak almost didn't leave a strong shadow on him.

He will naturally hold grudges in his heart, and learn to be smart so that he will not become the pawn and the submachine gun in Xiaoyao's hands.

Slowly thinking about how to take revenge on Mo Yuheng, isn't this opportunity coming?

In front of the master, he added fuel and jealousy, saying that Mo Yuheng was arrogant and domineering because he was the direct disciple of Fusang Zhenjun, and he bullied them and looked down on them, the disciples of the elders.

Every time he bullied them more, he was even pushed off the cliff of Burial Sword Peak by Mo Yuheng some time ago.

He didn't tell them that the Burial Sword Peak was modified by Fusang to exercise the realm of human beings, and after falling down, his spiritual power was sealed and he couldn't use it to fly.

As a result, he fell from the cliff, and his whole body was in a state of embarrassment, his bones were broken, and he vomited blood.

When True Monarch Wuji heard this, he was naturally furious.

However, he has always been reserved and secretive, which made Yichuan uneasy, thinking that Master Wuji would not help out in this matter.

When his heart was half cold, Master Wuji stood up without saying a word and walked forward, looked at him sideways and reminded him to walk together.

Only then was Yi Chuan overjoyed for no reason, and followed his master to come here to watch a good show and wanted to step on it.

When he came over, he found that Mo Yuheng was standing in front of him intact, and he had been cleared of the charges.

Clenching his hands tightly, Yin held back a few times and almost rushed out to beat Mo Yuheng.

Don't be angry, take a deep breath to calm your emotions, think about the presence of Master Wuji Zhenjun, don't be afraid of her.

And it happened to interrupt Mo Yuheng just now, wanting to intimidate and lure Qian Lixi to find out who is behind the scenes.

"Zhenjun Wuji, aren't you very busy on weekdays? Why do you have time to come here today to listen to the lecture?"

Canglan Zhenjun waved his hand, and the smell of a pot of tea was wafting, and the hand steadily controlled it to float to the coffee table next to Wuji Zhenjun.

True Lord Wuji remained silent, took a sip of tea and spoke lightly, looking at Mo Yuheng in bewilderment, "I'm just curious that True Lord Canglan and True Lord Fusang would ask about the sins of the disciples here."

To know the things, as long as there is something to start with.

Master Canglan cooperated very much, and explained the events before and after in detail.

"So that's the case. It seems that Fusang has taken in a good apprentice."

Not stingy with praise, Mo Yuheng thought that the other party was a good elder, unlike the disciple who said that he had a small mind and a strong jealous heart.

But with the next sentence, Mo Yuheng's fledgling affection for him was instantly extinguished: "Unfortunately, it looks good on the outside, but I don't know how bad it is on the inside."

Fusang, who was sitting across from her, squeezed the teacup tightly, just enough to control the strength so that the teacup wouldn't break.

There was still a calm and gentle smile on his face: "Really? Why don't I know about the apprentices I recruited myself?"

Zhenjun Wuji sat there straight, like a sharp sword out of its scabbard, as sharp as the words in his mouth: "He is cruel and merciless, and he has a strong heart to bear grudges."

"Hmph! How come I don't know you who have always been silent? You can also comment on a junior, not to mention that you are in retreat all year round, how can you understand?"

The meaning of this sentence is: Is it too arbitrary to use these words to comment on a Beckham?If you don't understand others clearly, you dare to make random comments.

The teacup in Wuji Zhenjun's hand cracked and shattered into countless pieces on the ground, one of which just happened to shoot with skillful energy, trying to hit Mo Yuheng's eyes.

Mo Yuheng had a spiritual sense to warn in advance, and immediately hid to the side, but unfortunately the speed was slow and the porcelain pieces were broken quickly.

The sharp porcelain sliced ​​through her skin, causing a trail of blood, and the porcelain fragments flew out and fell to the ground, turning into powder.

Mo Yuheng's face was bleeding profusely, all over his face.

Bright blood dripped on the ground clothes, and the white clothes set off the blood-stained clothes even more enchanting and cautious.

What did Mo Yuheng think of?His eyes became indifferent and he stared at Zhenjun Wuji, really chattering endlessly. If it was an ordinary fragment, it would be fine, how could it break through her body-protecting aura and cut off the skin of the severed body.

That is, the other party has tampered with it. If she really does not have the talent of spiritual perception, she will really be tricked and her eyes will definitely be crippled.

There was a raging anger in Wuyuan's heart, and he stood up from the ground.

"Senior is really a good method, and there are many things that the junior admires, and I should learn from you."

Zhenjun Wuji was surprised but idly swept away all the porcelain fragments.

"You still have a lot to learn. Don't be self-righteous because you think your talent is better than others."

"Aren't senior's words implying that I offend you? I didn't expect senior to be so narrow-minded. What's the point of acting like a junior if you don't put things in the clear?"

I'm about to lose my eyesight, it's fake not to be angry, how can I endure being wronged with a master.

It's not enough to be a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle.

She has kept a low-key attitude since she started cultivating immortals, but the senior in front of her is disrespectful and doesn't want her to keep a low profile at all.

Zhenjun Wuji's eyes suddenly narrowed, with a dangerous breath rising suddenly.

A strong pressure was instantly suppressed, and the bones of Mo Yuheng's body cracked.

Zhenjun Wuji was surprised that no bones or tendons were broken?
Yo, it turned out to be body forging.

so what?
This girl should be taught a lesson, if she dares to attack his disciples in the future, it will be more serious than this time.

　Ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a recommendation ticket.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)