Eternal Sword

Chapter 432 Silencing
Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw the outline of a tall and upright figure gradually emerging at the back of the hall.

When the visitor walked to the entrance of the hall, everyone saw his appearance clearly at the same time.

He was about twenty years old, with a handsome face, angular jaw, tiger eyes, and eyes as sharp as knives!

This man had one foot on the threshold of the hall, his shoulder leaning on the door frame, and a sheathed sword in his arms. Although he was young, he had a calm and composed demeanor.

Peng Shiquan frowned slightly.

This person came a little late and called me by my name. From his tone, it seemed that he had bad intentions!
Peng Shiquan remained calm, glanced at the Xiaoyao Tower Master not far away, and then said in a loud voice: "This man is from Shujian Hall and came from Langya Pavilion. He is known as 'Flying Feather Flowing Light Sword' Shen Tang, Young Master Shen. I wonder if you friends in the martial arts world have heard of him."

"I have admired you for a long time, I have admired you for a long time."

Some of the people in the martial arts world present heard that Chen Tang came from a famous family and came from Langya Pavilion. Even if they had never heard of the "Flying Feather Flowing Light Sword", they would still say a few polite words to him.

The owner of Xiaoyao Tower frowned slightly and looked at Chen Tang thoughtfully.

Peng Shiquan said: "Young Master Shen's gift will be sent to you after I complete the succession ceremony."

Chen Tang said calmly: "Your position as the head is not legitimate, and there is no need to carry out any ceremony."

"What did you say!"

Peng Shiquan's face darkened.

When the many martial arts people present heard this, they all frowned.

It's not surprising that someone knows some inside information.

"Amitabha."

Master Qingfeng of Songtao Temple clasped his hands together, chanted a Buddhist name, and said, "Donor Shen, you were born in Langya Pavilion, so you can't speak carelessly."

"Master Peng, I'm afraid there are some issues with this person's identity."

Xiaoyao Tower Master closed the folding fan in his hand and said in a deep voice: "I have some friendship with Master Shen of Shujian Hall, and I have heard of the younger generation of disciples of Shujian Hall, but I have never heard of the name Shen Tang."

"good."

He Huo, the head of the Bishui Pavilion, nodded and said, "I have never heard of the 'Flying Feather Flowing Light Sword'."

Shan Qian, the guardian of Shuiyue Daomen, said coldly: "This person is not very old, and his cultivation level is only at the sixth level at most. What kind of reputation can he have walking in the martial arts world?"

The owner of Xiaoyao Tower took the lead in being suspicious. The people in the martial arts world who had just been exchanging pleasantries and saying "I've heard a lot about you" all changed their expressions at this moment.

Chen Tang smiled.

The owner of Xiaoyao Tower is quite resourceful.

Just one sentence diverted the attention of everyone present.

"Traitor, you still don't know your sin!"

At this moment, an angry shout was heard from the hall!

Then, dozens of people came out from the back of the hall. They all looked like they had been tortured and beaten, with bruises all over their bodies.

The leader was over sixty years old and had a pale face. He was none other than Mei Qingyuan, the leader of the Plum Blossom Sword Sect!

Seeing this scene, everyone present had different expressions.

Some were surprised, some were confused, some were in disbelief, and some looked calm and didn't seem surprised.

When Peng Shiquan saw this scene, his face suddenly turned gloomy.

There was also a commotion among the disciples of the Plum Blossom Sword Sect present at this moment.

"Master Mei, what are you doing..."

Master Qingfeng looked puzzled and asked quickly.

Shan Qian of Shuiyuedao Sect frowned and said, "Master Mei, didn't you lose to Brother Peng and lose the position of Sect Leader? Do you want to regret it now?"

Mei Qingyuan looked around, bowed his hands and said in a deep voice: "Today, all the fellow martial artists are here, so I would like to ask you to be witnesses and uphold justice! This traitor, because of..."

suddenly!

A ray of cold light appeared behind Mei Qingyuan's head!

Someone sneaked in among Mei Zhenyu and others, and no one noticed!

too fast!
When everyone noticed it, the cold light had almost pierced the back of Mei Qingyuan's head!

At this distance, even if everyone present wanted to help, it would be too late.

hum!
The sound of sword chanting was heard.

A stunning sword light appeared before everyone's eyes.

Chen Tang, who was originally leaning against the door frame and looked lazy, suddenly became extremely alert at this moment. His eyes were as sharp as torches. In the state of divine illumination, he slashed out with the sword technique of a burning wood knife!
The cold light was indeed fast enough, sudden enough, and extremely concealed. But Chen Tang's sword was even faster!
He almost arrived first and attacked from the side.

"What a fast sword!"

Several masters present, including the owner of Xiaoyao Tower, Master Qingfeng and others, were amazed and amazed.

This person is not a sixth-rank person!

Tick ​​tock!

When the tip of the sword collided with the sharp blade, the Autumn Water Sword made a crisp and pleasant sound, as if autumn water was dripping onto a calm lake.

"Break!"

Chen Tang shouted softly.

The cold light shattered instantly and was cut off by the Qiu Shui Sword!
The figure in the crowd subconsciously looked at Chen Tang, with a flash of astonishment in his eyes.

He is a third-rank upper hermit.

At this distance, assassinating a seriously injured Mei Qingyuan is almost a sure thing.

There is no one around who can stop his fatal blow!
He never thought that the young man who looked a little lazy could have such powerful power with a sword!
The speed of this man's swordsmanship was unprecedented in his life!

How can it be?

He doesn't understand.

"Protect the Master!"

There was chaos all around.

If the attack misses, flee immediately.

He curled up his body and blended into the crowd in the chaos, preparing to get away from here.

But in his mind, he couldn't help but recall the look that the young man had given him just now.

It was a look that was slightly teasing and mocking.

This young man seemed to have expected him to take action.

That look seemed to be saying, I've been waiting for you for a long time!
how come?
With his means, even if he couldn't kill Mei Qingyuan for the time being, it would be easy for him to escape unscathed.

Just as this thought flashed through his mind, someone in the chaotic crowd bumped into him lightly.

He didn't think much about it, he dodged continuously, squeezed out of the crowd, and rushed towards the shadow of the hall.

But after taking a few steps, he felt dizzy and a sharp pain in his chest!
He lowered his head subconsciously.

I saw that his chest was already stained red.

A feeling of powerlessness surged into his mind, and he widened his eyes, his eyes full of disbelief!

There are experts here!

And he is a hermit of their Dongyi tribe!
He fell headfirst into a pool of blood and died.

The person who took action was Ali.

When Chen Tang and A Li rescued Mei Qingyuan and others, they guessed in advance that the hermit master around Peng Shiquan would probably silence Mei Qingyuan!
Chen Tang took the frontal attack from Shang Yin to attract the opponent's attention, and then Ali made a move in secret.

For such a Shangyin who comes and goes without a trace, no matter whether it is Chen Tang or A Li, it will take a lot of effort for anyone to kill him.

If this person didn't show up, the two might not be able to find him.

But the two of them cooperated well, and in just one round, they sent this hermit back to the west!
This story happened suddenly and ended quickly.

It was not until this Shangyin died that many people present reacted and cried out in surprise.

Chen Tang looked at Peng Shiquan, who had an unpleasant expression on his face, chuckled, and said, "You want to kill someone to silence him because you feel guilty?"

Peng Shiquan's face was uncertain, and he said, "I don't understand what you are talking about."

Mei Qingyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and under the protection of his disciples, he talked about the old grudges and how Peng Shiquan used despicable means to unite with the hermits of the Dongyi tribe and poisoned them to seize the position of the leader.

Then he told the story of how he murdered his fellow disciples and imprisoned the disciples of the Plum Blossom Sword Sect, and he narrated the whole story.

Many people in the martial arts world present fell silent.

If what Mei Qingyuan said was true, then what Peng Shiquan had done was simply a crime worthy of death.

This kind of unkind and unjust person who betrays his teacher and ancestors should be punished by everyone in the world!
However, the Lord of Xiaoyao Tower and others present had not spoken yet, and most people in the martial arts world were just watching and not making any rash statements.

(End of this chapter)