Chapter 215

When Faxiang stumbled and fell to the ground, he couldn't help but shout in grief:

"Master!"

At this moment, the field fell into dead silence, unable to believe this scene. First, Fenxiang Valley rebelled and wanted to kill the Qingyun Sect disciples, then Fenxiang Valley was killed in turn, and even harmed the lives of the Tianyin Temple monks.

The Demon Sect side had their pupils shaken, especially the Guiwang, who was most shocked, not expecting the youth in yellow robes to be so decisive in killing, actually taking the opportunity to secretly harm the Tianyin Temple monks.

Zhuang Buran's robes fluttered, and the two women beside him flew behind Tian Buyi.

"Good courage, these Fenxiang Valley elders and disciples were actually impersonated by Demon Sect people. It seems they were introduced into the sect by my good Senior Uncle Cangsong Daoren."

"It's a pity that they finally underestimated my Daoist cultivation, and didn't know that my tempering of the body itself had reached a level unimaginable to the world."

He gradually floated in mid-air and said lightly:

"Brilliant heavenly power, draw it with the body."

The giant nine-headed lion phantom roared at the sky, the celestial phenomena of the huge Qingyun Mountain changed suddenly, manifesting the momentum of dark clouds pressing down on the top, surging with thunder and lightning like seawater.

Great pressure poured down, and almost instantly, most of the Demon Sect people on Qingyun Mountain were crushed into a mass of blood mist by this momentum.

The giant nine-headed lion phantom roared at the Demon Sect crowd in Yuqing Hall below, and the thunderous power contained within it caused more than half of the people to bleed from their seven orifices and die with their souls scattered.

The remaining people didn't know that the youth in yellow robes had hidden his true cultivation, and instinctively flew into the air, just wanting to escape Qingyun Mountain.

Cangsong Daoren stood on the spot in horror. Such Daoist true law momentum, I am afraid it has already cultivated the 'Taiji Xuanqing Dao' to the Taiqing Realm.

"How is it possible, in just five years, actually entering the Taiqing Realm that almost no one can break through."

Tian Buyi was also stunned:

"Seventh has gone a step further!"

"Cangsong, Qingyun raised you to adulthood, taught you true law, just hoping you would guard the righteous and repel the evil, slay demons and eliminate devils, and protect the peace of the Central Plains."

The youth in yellow robes looked indifferent:

"You betrayed Qingyun because of private grievances, ignored the grace of raising, the responsibility of shouldering, and devoted yourself to the Demon Sect. Your crime deserves death!"

A thick heavenly thunder fell with a boom, and Cangsong Daoren was instantly destroyed in body and soul.

"You guys didn't want to disturb my Qingyun, why did you come uninvited, and then leave without saying goodbye."

In an instant, one heavenly thunder after another fell from the seven peaks of Qingyun, and the whole mountain seemed to be covered by an endless sea of thunder, and the invading Demon Sect people were slashed into flying ashes one after another.

"Dushen, since your hair and beard are all white, I think it's time for you to die, why are you still not dead?"

With a "boom", a giant pillar-like heavenly thunder slashed toward the pale-faced white-haired old man.

"Yuyangzi, you are destined to die young, and now the tribulation is coming, why don't you die quickly!"

Another thunder pillar slashed toward a man in his thirties.

"All kinds of beauty are just pink skulls, and the peerless beauty will eventually return to a pile of yellow soil."

Zhuang Buran's light and slow voice echoed on Qingyun Mountain.

"Sanmiao, today you should respond to the tribulation!"

A thunder pillar fell, hitting a graceful figure.

The voice of the youth in yellow robes suddenly appeared in the heart of the Guiwang who had already left Qingyun Mountain:

"You ran quite fast. Today you came to attack Qingyun Mountain, and you left the four great holy envoys of the Guiwang Sect at the gate of Qingyun Mountain. You are smart enough. Then I hope you can give me a bigger surprise in the future."

The Guiwang's face was iron-blue, looking back at the vaguely visible Qingyun Mountain, and thinking that the Demon Sect was almost exhausted, but was almost destroyed by one person, he couldn't help but sigh and flew away.

On the other side, the youth in yellow robes landed in the half-destroyed Yuqing Hall.

"Zhang Xiaofan, with such cultivation, how could you make such a mistake, harming my master, junior uncle, and many fellow disciples to die at the hands of Demon Sect monsters."

Faxiang's body trembled slightly, glaring at the youth in yellow robes:

"Are you... intentionally retaliating?"

Zhuang Buran said unhurriedly:

"Senior Brother Faxiang, I am not an immortal, just a mortal with some magical powers. Relying only on the technique of lifting, I can't jump over a mountain, and relying only on cultivation, I can't set off a river with one palm."

"If it's about sword technique, looking at the world, I can be counted as an existence at the peak, but facing a fierce and unexpected sneak attack, I can at most protect my own safety and protect the people around me, and it is really difficult to take care of others."

"Whether you think I'm intentional or deliberate, I can only return you one sentence."

He paused for a moment and said plainly:

"You must take care of your body. Let the past be the past, and the future days are still long."

Hearing this unusually familiar sentence, Faxiang felt a sweetness in his throat, "puchi" sound, and blood foam splashed from his mouth, pointing angrily at the youth in yellow robes:

"You..."

He covered his chest, so angry that his face turned pale, and just as he started a sentence, he actually fainted directly.

Zhuang Buran stood with his eyes lowered and said:

"Sect Leader Senior Uncle, the disciple feels that his sins are heavy, and is willing to be abolished of his cultivation, and then imprisoned on Dazhu Peak to reflect on his mistakes, never to come out again."

The field fell into silence, Tian Buyi and others looked anxious, and just as they wanted to speak, Lu Xueqi suddenly stepped out and said:

"Sect Leader Senior Uncle, fellow Senior Uncles and Junior Uncles, I don't have a deep friendship with Zhang Shidi, but after the Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament, I once went down the mountain with him. On Kongsang Mountain's Wanfu Ancient Cave and Liubo Mountain in the East Sea, I saw him always taking protecting the righteous path as his own responsibility, and now he has saved my Qingyun from danger."

"All these things show everything. I hope Sect Leader Senior Uncle and fellow Senior Uncles and Junior Uncles will deal with Zhang Shidi lightly."

After witnessing all kinds of things, Lin Jingyu also stood up immediately and said:

"The disciple is willing to bear the guilt for Zhang Shidi. What he did is what the disciple wanted to do."

"Zhang Shidi has always been slaying demons and eliminating devils, killing I don't know how many monsters and demons, and now he is eliminating traitors and retreating the Demon Sect." Zeng Shushu stood up and said loudly:

"Zhang Shidi has never failed Qingyun, how can Qingyun fail him? I hope Sect Leader Senior Uncle and fellow Senior Uncles and Junior Uncles will deal with him lightly."

Chu Yuhong, Peng Chang, Song Daren, and other disciples of the seven peaks stepped out in unison and said sonorously:

"Zhang Shidi has never failed Qingyun, how can Qingyun fail him? I hope Sect Leader Senior Uncle and fellow Senior Uncles and Junior Uncles will deal with him lightly."

Tian Buyi and other heads of the various peaks cast their eyes on Daoxuan Daoren.

After a while, Daoxuan Zhenren said in a deep voice:

"Zhang Xiaofan."

"Disciple is here."

"Although you have great merit to Qingyun and great merit to the righteous path of the Central Plains, you still have the responsibility of causing fellow disciples to die at the hands of Demon Sect monsters due to your own mistakes."

"Our Qingyun Sect rules are strict, merit is merit, and fault is fault. I will punish you to reflect on your mistakes on Dazhu Peak for two hundred years from now on, and you are not allowed to take a step out of Dazhu Peak."

When everyone heard this, their expressions relaxed, and their hanging hearts finally fell.

"Disciple accepts the punishment."

The youth in yellow robes walked step by step to Tian Buyi and his wife:

"Disciple is ashamed of Master and Mistress's teachings."

"There are no people who don't have hatred or resentment, and my temperament also has many flaws." Tian Buyi gently patted the youth in yellow robes' arm.

Su Ru said with great heartache:

"Xiaofan, you still have us. Don't hide everything in your heart in the future, it's really too bitter."

The youth in yellow robes nodded, turned to look at the many fellow disciples, clasped his fists and saluted:

"Fellow Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters, we will meet again another day."

(End of chapter)