Beast

"Uh...uh..."

Zhou Tengyun's body was in a state of disrepair, lying in a pool of blood and twitching continuously. The majestic dark golden essence spread out in all directions, and strange sounds continued to come from his mouth.

The Zifu was shattered, and the internal organs and half of the shoulder were smashed to pieces.

"Well……"

His body twitched more and more violently, and his eyes looked around in fear for help, but found that no one was looking at him.

I think he worked hard to devise a plan and waited outside the medicine garden for several days. Finally, he saw Qi Xiaohu rushing to practice somewhere else, so he followed him secretly. When there was no one around, he intercepted and threatened him. He once

He is the deacon of the Cold Iron Mining Area. He has the right to know where each disciple comes from. He is a good friend and threatens his family's life, so he is not afraid of disobedience.

The result was as he expected. Although Qi Xiaohu stared at him as if he wanted to eat someone, he still gave in.

Today was the day he threatened to take action, lest things happen too late and Yang Qing beat him to death first.

For him, it would be best for Qi Xiaohu to kill Yang Qing, so that he could send Qi Xiaohu directly to the execution hall for conviction and execution without any trouble. Then he would find an opportunity to kill Lu Zhen and Tian Bo.

Just kill him. Even if it was just like that, Qi Xiaohu only stabbed Yang Qing and then committed suicide. He was only slightly disappointed.

He didn't believe that Yang Qing was willing to surrender. Once he resisted, he could help Qi Feng arrest the assailant and kill him by mistake, so he wouldn't be at fault.

Even if Yang Qing is captured, he can definitely be convicted of killing his fellow sect members. After all, with Yang Qing's strength and cultivation, any kind of wounds can be forged. Moreover, will Qi Xiaohu commit suicide after getting tired of living? It seems reasonable to others.

Neither.

Even if he is only convicted of killing a fellow disciple for self-protection, the punishment will be less than ten years until Huilinyuan faces the wall. However, the outer disciples competition will be held in three years, and those who are in Huilinyuan are not allowed to participate.

In this way, Zhou Tengyun's goal was achieved.

Moreover, once he enters the inner sect, not only will his status far exceed that of the outer sect disciples, he will be highly praised, and his cultivation level will inevitably improve rapidly. In Hui Linyuan, no matter how hard he practices, Yang Qing will not exceed the early stage of Dingling, and in such an environment,

After ten or eight years, most of them will lose their minds. The gap in strength between the two sides will narrow, and if they are surpassed again, they will be able to kill Yang Qing in a fair and just way.

However, before he could be happy about all these, he found that they were moving away, getting further and further away, becoming more and more blurry. It seemed that for a time, all the things he expected were abandoning him.

"Well……"

The broken body straightened up, and then returned to calm.

"Ouch!"

Yang Qing, who had a wound on his abdomen and a mouth full of tiger stripes, was dripping with blood. He roared and turned, pointing his long stick at the monks surrounding him.

The demonic red eyes turned to Qi Xiaohu who was lying in the room. If he had killed Zhou Tengyun earlier, Qi Xiaohu would not have died. At this time, there was no resentment in his heart for stabbing him, but only deep sadness.

and self-blame come to mind

Bit by bit in the past, at the beginning, it was the strong young man who first lifted the stone, then the generous friend who helped him complete his homework, and then the brother in need who stitched his wound with trembling hands. The four

Everyone kills the flag mountain wolf...

"Ouch!"

The clothes were soaked in blood, and the red eyes were washed by tears.

Violence and rage cannot hide the sadness in my heart.

Dead and never to be seen again.

The vague voice still rang in my ears, "I'm sorry... uh... I'm sorry for... Gu... hurting you. I really... can't... do anything."

"Fuck your mother's house rules...Fuck your mother, no fighting is allowed."

After killing Zhou Tengyun, Yang Qing's rage did not weaken at all. Although the sword wound on his abdomen increased, the veins all over his body were torn, and a large amount of blood flowed out, he would kill the person in front of him as long as he did not fall down.

"Xiaohu, these people are buried with you!"

"Ouch!"

His dim red eyes were about to bleed, and he rushed towards the cultivators with a low roar.

His appearance is crazy, his appearance is ferocious, and his appearance is so fierce that he is not afraid of death. He is even worse than the demon cultivator.

"Click!"

Several long swords trembled and were smashed away with a whoosh.

"You all die!"

My heart roared, blood flowed from my abdomen, and my mouth and nose were bleeding.

"Run away!"

Many timid monks fled in all directions, screaming crazily.

"Kill him with magic weapons!"

An inner deacon suddenly retreated and shouted angrily at the monk beside him.

Not many people listened to him, and they were all afraid that they would be the next to die under the stick.

"Tear!"

Yang Qing's body was almost covered with large or small wounds, and his black robe had turned to blood.

The cultivators were fighting and retreating, and he couldn't get in at all.

"Ouch!"

The injuries all over his body seemed to be unnoticeable, only the rage that could not be vented.

The roar was like a thunder, attracting more disciples.

Even the disciples walking in the mountains and valleys could hear it, and their hearts could not help but tremble, and even the disciples from the execution hall rushed over.

"Back off, my weapon, don't fly for now!"

An inner disciple with a cold and stern appearance couldn't help but feel a little relieved when he saw that Yang Qing could not rush over for the time being. He also saw that he was covered with bruises and was still standing. A biting coldness spread across his back. He shouted loudly and prepared to prepare his troops.

Although some disciples fled, there were more monks to replenish them. Several powerful inner disciples had arrived. At this time, dozens of monks surrounded Yang Qing, who wanted to rush around, in the open space in front of the house.

The cliff leading to the foot of the mountain on one side was even more crowded with monks, blocking their escape route.

"Attack together!"

With a loud shout, dozens of magical weapons burst out with light, densely hitting Yang Qing like a trapped beast.

In such a situation, let alone Yang Qing, who was seriously injured at this time, even if his strength recovered, he would still be cut into pieces in his prime.

However, he was still rushing in desperately.

"tear"

The attacks were so fast that even if they were missed by the long stick, they were still tearing apart the body full of scars.

After that, there are dozens more. If this round of attacks continues, even if Yang Qing is made of iron, he will die from this.

"stop!"

A cold, clear drink resounded above the Qi Peak.

The bodies of all the cultivators trembled slightly, and those with weak cultivation levels only felt that the true energy in their bodies was dispersed, and the magic weapon was no longer able to be used.

"receive!"

Several higher-ranking monks hurriedly manipulated the attacking magic weapon to stop.

I saw a flash of aqua blue light in the distant sky, and it took a few breaths to reach here.

A beautiful woman with a frost-covered face floated down and frowned when she saw the bloody figure.

Several magic weapons were too late to be recovered and they were still being struck.

"snort!"

The beautiful woman snorted coldly, and aqua-blue light flashed around her body, and a bloody humanoid figure appeared next to her. She flicked her plump fingers, and the magical weapons fell to the ground with a crisp sound of 'ding'.

Immediately, without waiting for Yang Qing to react, a palm glowing with aqua blue light patted Yang Qing's neck gently.

"Ouch..."

The tiger's roar was only halfway through, and his body froze.

My thoughts are normal, but my body keeps working.

"ah!"

He roared violently in his heart, and he also had murderous intent towards the beautiful woman.

"puff!"

The beautiful woman frowned again, turned her palms, and a water-blue word "Qing" hit Yang Qing's face.

"Um?"

Yang Qing felt dizzy, and his sanity gradually recovered after being devoured by violence.

"Little Tiger..."

The physical body is sealed inside and outside by aqua blue and cannot move, even speaking.

Then he realized his situation, but the deep sadness left him no time to care about it. At this moment, he was not afraid of death.

All the monks present stopped their hands, lowered their heads and did not dare to move rashly.

The beautiful woman remained silent. Seeing Yang Qing's eyes gradually regaining clarity, she stuffed two pills into his mouth.

Letting the elixir melt in his mouth and disperse into the limbs and bones to repair the serious damage to his body, Yang Qing just stared at the body lying in a pool of blood in the room.

The dense wounds gradually stopped bleeding, but the clothes were already soaked in blood, sticky on the body, exuding the pungent smell of blood.

"tick"

The bloody robe was dripping with scarlet blood.

It seemed harsh in this silent open space.

After a while, ten Xingtang disciples Yuqi arrived.

These ten Xingtang disciples are all men, ranging in age. They are all Xingtang disciples from Lingdu Peak.

First he saluted the beautiful woman, and then called several deacons from Qifeng to his side and asked in a low voice.

"Your business is business. After you investigate the matter clearly, you can handle it according to the sect's rules." The beautiful woman glanced at Yang Qing, who was gradually disappearing into a beast, and said coldly, "If you are going to punish someone based on just one word, then... hmph!"

"yes!"

The ten punishment hall disciples responded respectfully.

The two who died were both outer disciples. The disciples of the Punishment Hall did not care too much. Whoever died had nothing to do with them and they would not be punished for it. Moreover, they had the right to deal with it according to the sect rules. But at this time, there was a

The deputy peak master of Reality Realm intervened, which shocked and embarrassed them.

After questioning dozens of disciples, the conclusions they got were all unfavorable to the man in blood-clothed clothes next to the beautiful woman. This made them very embarrassed. In normal times, this would be enough to convict them. Now, if they don't know the relationship between the two, they will

Don't dare to make arbitrary decisions.

Regardless of the dirtiness of the blood, the ten execution hall disciples repeatedly inspected the two corpses.

"Peak Master, we need to ask this disciple"

A slightly older Xingtang disciple asked cautiously

"Ask"

The beautiful woman danced with her palms to release the seal.

"snort……"

After the seal was lifted, Yang Qing's body couldn't help but feel weak. He felt so weak and sore that he almost fell down. After contact with the beast, his blood-stained face was so white that it was oozing, and the blood all over his body was almost drained.

"Why did you kill Danfeng disciple Zhou Tengyun!" the older execution hall disciple asked loudly, but without the severity of the interrogation.

"He threatened Xiaohu by killing his family and friends, and asked Xiaohu to kill me. Xiaohu was forced to hurt me and then commit suicide. He came with a group of people, and I had no choice but to kill him to protect myself."

Yang Qing gritted his teeth and said, his voice weak as if he was terminally ill, but full of murderous intent.

How could Zhou Tengyun miss the opportunity to "accidentally" kill Yang Qing when he was arresting him? Yang Qing said it was self-protection, and there was nothing wrong with it.

The hidden anger on the faces of the monks froze, and they all began to be confused. Most of them didn't know the cause of the matter. They only got involved because they heard that someone violated the rule that disciples are not allowed to kill each other. They met another disciple.

Falling in a pool of blood, he believed it to be true.

"Hmph! You can say whatever you want without proof."

Several deacons from Qifeng looked angry and said sternly that if they didn't explain this matter, then they were at fault.

"Do you have any evidence?"

"Lü Zhen in the medicine garden, Tian Bo may know"

Yang Qing's eyes were just staring at Qi Xiaohu's body, and the murderous intention in his tone was even stronger. He would not be able to express the sorrow and hatred in his heart without killing a few more people. He had no time to think about what kind of punishment he would receive later.

"How can you convince me of the person you found?"

Regardless of whether they believe it or not, the inner sect deacons have to argue with their arguments. If it is true as Yang Qing said, these deacons will be punished. In the light case, they will be reprimanded, and in the serious case, they will be exempted.

As a deacon, the power in your hands will be taken away.

"Are you saying that my brother really wants to kill me?"

Yang Qing turned around like a ignited explosive barrel, and the long stick in his hand seemed to be ready to strike at any time. Even though he tried his best to suppress it, there was still a strong murderous intention in his tone. This was all the sadness, guilt, and resentment.

, it was so rich that it made him feel dizzy.

Qi Xiaohu is dead, and he will not allow anyone to slander him anymore.

The ten disciples of the Punishment Hall all looked ugly. If the deacons did not defend themselves, they would have dealt with it easily. A sentence of "conspiracy and frame-up" would have prevented Yang Qing from being punished too severely and would not have offended the beautiful woman.

At this time, the ten punishment hall disciples felt that they were riding a tiger and couldn't get off. They couldn't help but curse in their hearts, "Is it worth being so aggressive in order to escape those few reprimands? People are so miserable, why don't they have any mercy at all? They are really beasts."

They felt in their hearts that things were as Yang Qing said, and they were also leaning towards this.

However, in front of so many disciples, they cannot say who is innocent, let alone ignore the evidence.

After all, the handling was too biased, and their position with almost the power of life and death would be taken away by those who had been coveting it for a long time.

"What else can you say?"

The elder Xingtang disciples questioned Yang Qing and several Qifeng deacons.

"Zhou Tengyun's evil plan was with me first, and even killed Xiaohu. He came here not to kill me, but to kill me!"

The more he thought about it, the sadder he became, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He hated it so much!

"No matter what, it is a fact that you killed Zhou Tengyun. If we hadn't tried our best to dodge, we would have died under your stick at this time. If you didn't come to kill, why do you need to protect yourself?"

Several deacons said it conclusively. Indeed, Yang Qing was sad and furious. When he saw Zhou Tengyun, he could no longer restrain his violence, so he fought with other cultivators. Otherwise, perhaps the cultivators would just kill him.

Capture, after all, Zhou Tengyun had not attacked yet, and the sword had not yet come close to Yang Qing's neck.

"Do you mean to say that he has to beat me to the point of death and resist to protect himself? Huh! Zhou Tengyun's soul should not be dispersed yet. You can search for it and find out everything."

Yang Qing was so angry that his forehead was swollen, and he wanted to rush forward and beat the deacons in two with a stick.

Zhou Tengyun is dead, and it is useless to ask the soul. Only by soul searching can we know whether he intends to kill Yang Qing. However, the soul searching method is very remote and difficult to master. Only monks with advanced cultivation can use it, and

There are many restrictions.

"Searching for souls? You can also explain such vicious methods. Moreover, when I saw you just now, you looked like a monster that was neither human nor beast. It is very likely that it was a masterpiece sent by the descendants of spiritual beasts!"

Several deacons became angry. In their opinion, even though Zhou Tengyun had the intention to kill Yang Qing, he used subjective assumptions to kill him before taking action. It was not self-protection but killing. What's more, he changed the subject and raised the topic.

And the matter of animal transformation.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces changed color.