Xuanxia

Chapter 1042 Eliminate Suspicion
Wu Yan wants to pretend to be Fu Qingzhou, take the De sword and run away?
He did think so before he touched the German sword.

When he sneaked near Dejian, there were not many people in the square, only some masters sent by the Yuan family to guard Dejian - but at this time, the real masters of the family had all gone to ambush Fu Qingzhou, and the people here were not enough for Wu Yan to deal with.

Therefore, he didn't even use the torture sword, but just snatched the sword from a Yuan family guard and easily killed all the people in the square.

As for someone blowing the whistle before dying... Wu Yan didn't care.

After all, he wanted to make a big deal out of it.

But when he came to the platform, stood next to the sword rack, and put his hand on the hilt of the German sword, he frowned.

"Even if you knew I was Fu Qingzhou's friend, you wouldn't let me take it?"

He lowered his head, looked at the flesh on his palm that had been torn to pieces by the sword energy, and asked.

The German sword glowed faintly, conveying a sense of emotion.

Wu Yan vaguely felt that the implication of this emotion was distrust.

Then he understood.

As a member of the Xuan League, he certainly knew what had happened in the past three years. After the Yuan family seized the De Sword, Yuan Zizheng arranged for his daughter to use the De Sword to fight against the rebels and the people of the Xuan League. Although she could not bring out the power of the De Sword, she was able to kill many people with the sharpness of the sword.

Dejian should know this.

No one knows how the Yuan family persuaded and deceived Dejian, but after it was used to kill people from the rebel army and the Xuanmeng, it should have realized that it had been deceived.

Therefore, even if Wu Yan said that he was Fu Qingzhou's friend, even if he was holding the sword of punishment, it would not believe it.

Wu Yan frowned.

What should I do...

After thinking about it, he came up with an idea.

He raised his hand, and the sword in his palm changed instantly, from a ring into a long sword in an instant, and was held in his hand.

Then, he swung the sword fiercely, and the extremely powerful sword intent spread out in all directions!

"Hahahaha!"

"Thank you for being so generous. I, Fu Qingzhou, gladly accept this German sword!"

He imitated Fu Qingzhou's voice and laughed.

Then the next moment, several extremely powerful auras suddenly rose in the distance!
Those Yuan family priests who were ambushing Fu Qingzhou are on their way!

Wu Yan was certainly no match for them, but he already had an idea.

He made a move to step forward and reached out for the German sword.

At this moment, the first ray of light had already broken through the sky and hit Wu Yan hard!
Wu Yan turned his head calmly.

This... is an area he is familiar with.

The next moment, the sword of punishment stabbed out fiercely, and the murderous sword intent that was high above and above everything instantly spread out, turning into dozens of chains, rolling towards the attacker!
"what!"

The man was an old man with a white beard, and he was obviously not young. He should be the most powerful priest of the Yuan family. His aura and momentum were so great that even ordinary strong men in the Cave Heaven Realm did not dare to confront him!

But Wu Yan was not afraid.

He was really not afraid. Apart from worrying about Zhu Mei, he had never been afraid.

Facts have also proved that he does not need to be afraid or hide.

The moment Xing Jian made his move, the sword energy chains instantly locked the white-bearded old man tightly. After binding him, the chains instantly spread out in all directions and then nailed into the void, fixed somewhere unknown... and the old man's momentum was stopped in an instant, trapped in mid-air, less than half a step away from Wu Yan!
There was fear in the old man's pupils.

This was an expression that Wu Yan was very familiar with.

The other party had never expected that "Fu Qingzhou" had a sword in his hand!
"Do you really think I'm so stupid that I came to your place to steal the German sword? Can I get away?"

Wu Yan imitated Fu Qingzhou's tone perfectly: "I am here to kill people!" The next moment, the sword of punishment had already pierced heavily into the eye socket of the white-bearded old man!

Blood splattered as the sword of punishment easily pierced through the back of the opponent's head!
Wu Yan used the sword of punishment to catch the opponent off guard, and actually killed the chief priest of the Yuan family!
"Do not--"

In the distance came long howls of shock and anger from other priests.

But Wu Yan had already drawn back his sword and quickly retreated. As the sword was swung, a gust of wind enveloped him and instantly disappeared.

At this moment, the chains on the white-bearded old man also broke, and his body fell heavily to the ground.

After a few breaths, four more beams of light landed on the ground. They were the other three priests of the Yuan family, plus Yuan Zizheng. The four of them arrived.

They looked in shock at the corpse of the great priest on the ground and the pool of blood that had already begun to accumulate on his body. They were extremely shocked.

"He didn't take the German sword..."

A middle-aged priest murmured, "How could it be..."

Yuan Zizhen swallowed his saliva.

"The chief priest was worried that he would take the sword and escape, so he rushed here at full speed, but ended up being left alone..."

He said hatefully: "It turns out that Fu Qingzhou didn't come here to get the sword at all. He made the noise on purpose to lure us here..."

Another old lady who was offering sacrifices asked in a hoarse voice: "What does he mean by this? The sword of virtue is clearly here, why doesn't he take it?"

"I think I guessed what he was thinking."

Yuan Zizhen gritted his teeth and said, "If he takes the sword, he will be hunted down by the entire Yuan family. After all, this is Fuhe Province, and he may not be able to escape easily. But if he doesn't take the sword, we will have to keep people here to guard it, and we have to look ahead and behind..."

"Then, should we chase him or not?" asked the middle-aged priest.

"Chase! Of course I have to chase!"

Yuan Zizhen said in a muffled voice: "Find him and kill him!"

But they were destined to never find "Fu Qingzhou".

No one would have thought that the real Fu Qingzhou was suppressing his curiosity and walking slowly towards here in order to avoid suspicion; and the "Fu Qingzhou" who had suddenly killed someone just now had quickly changed his face and got into the crowd. He didn't escape or hide at all, and even followed the ignorant crowd of onlookers back to the edge of the square.

Chase?
Go chase him.

Wu Yan never had any feelings for the sword. In order to avoid being hunted down and mislead the Yuan family, he "threw away" the sword after killing the person - in fact, he just let it go back to find its owner.

Xing Jian was quite dissatisfied and almost cut off all five of his fingers. After all, Wu Yan promised it that he could "punish many evil people", but in the end he only killed one person. It was just beginning to feel excited, but it ended like that.

Finally, it turned into a black line and disappeared into the sky...heading towards the capital.

Just ask the experts from Yuan Family to chase after this sword intent.

At this time, the masters of the Yuan family were in a bit of confusion. The sword tasting competition was called off. Some people came and carried away the Ren Sword with the sword stand, while others came to disperse the servants, maids, and guards who were watching the fun.

In the crowd, Fu Qingzhou locked onto Wu Yan's breath, squeezed through the crowd, quietly came to his side, and patted him on the shoulder.

"What did you just do?"

He asked curiously, "The one you killed seems to be from the fourth realm of Dongtian..."

Wu Yan tilted his head and glanced at him: "It doesn't matter. Anyway, I helped you solve the problem."

Fu Qingzhou gave a thumbs up.

"in addition."

Wu Yan lowered his voice and said, "The account book has some clues."

(End of this chapter)