Can a Scholar Be Called a Villain

"Huh!? How could it be!" Hong Shixian's face began to change. He understood when Jin Jingchen was killed by the two spiritual attacks.

The spiritual formation only has the power to counterattack. The people who really control the spiritual power to actively attack them are hiding in the dark, and it is very likely that they are hiding around them, inside the formation.

And now, when he sees a spiritual attack rushing towards him, he is naturally more convinced of this.

Someone is really controlling it in secret!

What does he want to do? Hong Shixian looked at the attack in front of him, feeling a little confused and puzzled, but he still rushed forward.

With a flash of light, an ancient zither appeared in his hand in an instant, the whole body turned white jade, and seven strings fell on it.

Then he sat cross-legged in the air, pressed his hands on the strings, and the surrounding "Seven Strings Destroyed" field instantly erupted, coupled with the spiritual light from his ten fingers, he instantly plucked the strings.

A crisp sound rang out.

"Ding!"

Then, a sharp attack directly attacked the formation.

The two attacks collided and consumed each other instantly. Hong Shixian's attack was obviously being consumed.

Then he plucked another string.

"Lin!"

Another sharp attack directly joined the battlefield.

So he kept playing, constantly sending out string attacks. In an instant, Murong Lin's attack controlled by the formation was overwhelmed by the string attack.

But how could Murong Lin give up? He sneered slightly in his eyes, controlled the formation to attack around Hong Shixian, and suddenly exploded. Hong Shixian instantly felt uncomfortable.

His face was pale, and he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and fell on the white jade guqin in front of him. This was his life spirit weapon, the low-level "Seven-string Treasure Qin" of the Hong class.

He hurriedly took out a spiritual pill and swallowed it. His face changed slightly, but another line of sight gathered.

He subconsciously faced it. It was Murong Lin.

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Murong Lin smiled and blinked, and in an instant, the "Eye Blade" was activated.

No one knew how the knife light appeared, only Hong Shixian, who was looking at Murong Lin, noticed this scene.

At that moment, the moment Murong Lin blinked, the invincible knife light instantly appeared in front of Hong Shixian and slashed at him.

Hong Shixian looked at Murong Lin attacking him in surprise, his face full of disdain.

Although he is fighting against the formation now, it is not something that a small cultivator like you in the virtual realm can successfully sneak attack.

He plucked the strings of the zither towards Murong Lin, and another invisible attack came up.

Just as he was about to say something, his face turned pale again, because when his zither attack was against Murong Lin, he suddenly found that his "Eye Blade" was mixed with the power of "Heavenly Demon Dao Canon".

Hong Shixian, who had scanned and found a lot of fragments of "Heavenly Demon Dao Canon", could naturally recognize it.

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This was originally a good thing. He finally had a legitimate reason to attack Murong Lin, but then he thought about it and realized that he seemed to be still trapped in the formation of the old demon.

How could Murong Lin?

Then, Murong Lin's eyes changed again, and he actually slightly controlled the power of the formation, directly cooperating with the formation attack on the other side, blocking his string attack.

He came directly in front of him and penetrated his eyebrows.

Hong Shixian's face was stunned, and the action of plucking the strings with his hands also stopped. A small red dot appeared on his eyebrows.

The small red dot kept getting bigger, and his eyes were gradually distracted. He murmured in disbelief: "How can you... Zun Shangjing, you are in the same group with... them."

His voice was intermittent, and then it sank.

He remembered the death of Lin Shidao, the death of Ni Qianjue, and the time when Murong Lin disappeared not long ago.

"Murong Lin... Yes, the old Taoist Tianmo!"

His body suddenly exploded, but his words did not attract anyone's attention, because everyone was avoiding Liu Suifeng's formation attack.

"Run! The formation has started to attack indiscriminately!"

"No! Don't kill me, I didn't attack the formation! Ahhhhh!"

"Master uncle! Damn it! Master uncle has fallen!"

For a while, the people of the ten major sects wailed everywhere, and the head of Wanjin Pavilion saw that the situation in front of him was not right. When he was about to leave with Wan Wanqiu, suddenly, his face changed and turned into surprise.

A roar sounded in the sky, and instantly spread throughout the entire Fanlang City: "You dare!"

That voice was Wan Suifeng's, Wan Suifeng came back!