Male supporting role is not a stepping stone

Yun Ting grew up with him as childhood sweethearts. In order to win over his subordinates, the master of Shuiyang Palace intended to marry the elder Yutang. Hong He was also considered to be outstandingly beautiful among his peers. She was not unwilling after knowing this. A heart fell on him.

However, after going through a life-and-death situation, no matter how much affection she had had, it had all disappeared. She showed no mercy at all with this sword, and it was aimed at taking his life.

However, Honghe Zhenjun is not a weak hand. He was on guard and caught her killing move in time. He found that the spiritual energy around her was particularly active and violent, and asked in surprise: "You have actually cultivated the devil?"

Seeing that he frowned slightly and showed displeasure, Yunting smiled sarcastically: "You are already serving the same girl as the Demon Lord. Why, you still don't look down on the Demon Clan?"

Although the world of cultivation and the world of demons have now signed a peace treaty, the thousands of years of antagonism and hatred between the two worlds will never be resolved. The first reaction of most monks when they heard about the demons was disgust.

Yunting's identity was revealed in one word, and the Shuiyang Palace disciples in the palace were subconsciously on guard. When they heard what she said about the Young Palace Master, they all turned their attention to him, remembering the recent commotion on the Immortal Network. His eyes were twinkling.

Those sights seemed to burn holes out of him. Honghe Zhenjun was willing to give in for true love, but when this matter was said in public, he felt extremely humiliated.

His face turned pale with anger, and he shouted sternly: "Bitch! I wanted to spare your life for the sake of many years of friendship. Not only did you not repent, but you bit back and ruined my reputation with your nonsense. I will never do that today." Spare you again!"

Afraid that she would say more words that would put him off the stage, Honghe Zhenjun immediately recited the formula after uttering the harsh words, and used his magic weapon to attack her.

Yunting sneered and raised his sword to meet him, and the two immediately fought together.

Master Yang Yan and the others did not interfere in their battle, and only stood on one side to hold the battle for her, to prevent the people from Shuiyang Palace from joining their young palace master in the siege, and to prevent them from taking the opportunity to do evil.

In fact, this move was completely unnecessary. The only remaining elder in Shuiyang Palace who was in the transformation stage did not dare to act rashly after discovering that he could not see through his cultivation. Others were injured when they saw the palace master. , and even more dare not make any small moves.

"Who is your Excellency?" The seriously injured Palace Master endured the huge pain of tearing his Dantian, pushed himself up and asked, "Why do you want to be the enemy of Shuiyang Palace?"

He knew that he was no match for the other party, so he was very polite in his words: "I have watched Yunting grow up since I was a child, and I have always treated her as my own daughter in my heart."

He glared at his son and said angrily: "Honghe, this treacherous son, actually hurt her behind my back. Now that I know it, I will not let him go lightly. Please call Yunting to stop first. This child has suffered enough. Don’t let her get hurt again.”

The reason why he said this was because Yunting was at a disadvantage on the field. Honghe Zhenjun was now in the late stage of Nascent Soul, and after all, it had only been five years since she turned to demon cultivation, and she had just been promoted to the late stage of Demon Soul not long ago. (Equivalent to golden elixir).

There was a huge gap between the two of them, and she had no chance of winning in anyone's eyes. The palace owner wanted to make a good sale first, and then punish her son in front of them, hoping to resolve the hatred between the two parties.

How could the master and disciples not see that he was so humble because he was no match? Yang Yan spared him a look, but several women glanced at him casually, full of ridicule.

The palace master was almost trembling with anger. As the leader of a first-class sect in the world of cultivation, he had been treated politely wherever he went for thousands of years. How had he ever been looked down upon in person?

What's more, these women's cultivation levels are only at the early stage of Nascent Soul. Do they dare to be so bold because they have a backer? Where did this person come from? He was a cultivator of gods, but he was like a child meeting an adult in front of him, and he had no power to fight back.

The palace master was so filled with hatred that he was almost bleeding, but he didn't dare to show any of it on his face. He still wore a very reserved smile, but he didn't try to talk anymore. He stared at the two people in the battle, and he quickly thought about what to do. How to resolve this situation.

He was so engrossed in his thoughts that he failed to notice the changes that had taken place on the field. Yunting, who had been beaten at first, slowly regained his position, and the two gradually became evenly matched.

Zhenjun Honghe, who was in it, felt it the most. The more he fought, the more frightened he became. Although the former Yunting was also a Nascent Soul cultivator, on the surface it seemed not much different from him.

But her cultivation level was actually accumulated by Elder Yutang who spent all his resources and treasures. When it comes to fighting with others, she might not even be able to defeat some golden elixir stage monks, let alone his opponent.

But now she is just a little demon soul stage, but she has exerted a fighting power that is no less than that of the Nascent Soul stage. She becomes more energetic as she fights, her eyes are shining, full of fighting spirit.

The more Honghe Zhenjun fought, the more frightened he became. The people in Shuiyang Palace who were watching could not see it, but Yang Yan noticed that he was gradually showing signs of decline, and he also discovered something very interesting.

The aura of this person looks like he is in the late stage of Nascent Soul, but his realm is not stable, and he is as empty as a castle in the air.

Yunting's attacks became more and more fierce, and it became more and more difficult for Honghe Zhenjun to catch up. Slowly, everyone could see his defeat, and timidity began to rise in his heart.

Yunting took advantage of his panic to seize the flaw and used a killing move. Honghe Zhenjun hurriedly stepped back to block it, but his movement was half a beat slower. He only heard him scream "ah" and half of his arm was chopped off from the elbow. Falling, blood spurted out.

He held the wound with a pale face, and a long sword was pressed against his neck. Under the cold death threat, he did not dare to move. Big drops of cold sweat fell from his forehead, and his eyes were full of shock. Fear and disbelief.

He actually lost, at the hands of a woman he had never looked down upon.

"Where is my father?" Yunting handed the tip of his sword forward, and the sharp edge instantly cut his skin, and a trace of blood slid down his trembling Adam's apple.

Honghe Zhenjun trembled in his heart, and he looked at her face and replied carefully: "Elder Yu, Yutang went out for training ten years ago, but no news has been sent back in these years."

"Lie me!" Yunting didn't believe it at all and said sternly, "Did you father and son harm him?"

"Niece Xian, why do you think so?" Before he could reply, the palace master next to him had already taken over the conversation, "Yutang has made countless contributions to the entire Shuiyang Palace over the years, and we, father and son, cannot be grateful enough. How could it harm him?"

Seeing that there was no sadness or joy on her face, the palace master added: "Besides, Yutang is the mainstay of my palace, one of the only two true gods who transform into gods besides me. What good will it do to us if we harm him?"

Yunting sneered and said: "Honghe dared to murder me. If my father knew about it, would he not pursue it? In order to protect yourself, you must act first while he still doesn't know the truth. Otherwise, my father is a monk in the divine transformation stage. , how come his whereabouts are suddenly unknown?”

"I don't know anything about the wrong things this traitor has done. If I had known about it earlier, I would not have spared him!" The palace master glared at his son angrily and said in a loud voice, "Besides, my niece is from Tongyu Hall. The cultivation levels are almost the same, but if there is any misunderstanding, how can I hurt him? "

"Haha!" Yunting sneered, "I don't believe a word you say. Do you think I'm still the little girl you coaxed me into?"

"My father's cultivation has become more and more advanced over the years, and he has a tendency to surpass you. It has long been an eyesore for you. You are so jealous that you want to get rid of him, but the look of intimacy on your face is really disgusting. "

The Palace Master's expression was distorted for a moment when his thoughts were revealed, but he quickly covered it up and looked aggrieved by being wronged: "Niece Xian, I know that Honghe is sorry for you, but you can't Are you taking your anger out on me?"

Yunting was too lazy to talk nonsense with him anymore. He passed the tip of his sword forward and asked: "What on earth did you do to my father? If you don't say anything, I will stab him to death with one sword!"

"I really have never done anything like this," the Palace Master looked sad, covering his chest with his hands, and a trace of blood flowed from under his lips, "You killed our father and son today, and I can't tell you!"

Although everyone in Shuiyang Palace was intimidated by Yang Yan's power, they couldn't bear it when they saw their palace master being forced into this state. The brave ones immediately took out their magic weapons and surrounded him.

"Let go of the young palace master!"

"Zhenjun Yunting, the palace master was not kind to you and your daughter in the past, but the young palace master did something sorry for you, but he has learned a lesson now, please forgive him!"

"The Palace Master has always respected Elder Yutang, so how could he commit suicide by breaking his arm? What you are saying is just your own conjecture. In addition to our cultivation, the most important thing for us monks is to cultivate their hearts. Don't let the inner demons And you did something wrong!”

There were seniors and contemporaries present. Those who had a good relationship with her in the past tried to persuade her sincerely, but those who had a normal relationship glared at her.

Most of them believed the palace master's words. After all, he had always behaved fairly and impartially, and was not like the ugly and jealous person she said.

Yunting has been easily agitated since he started practicing magic. At this time, surrounded by a group of people who were talking and pointing, his temper could no longer be suppressed. He swiped his long sword and drew a long crack on the ground, and said angrily. : "Shut up, everyone!"

She didn't deliberately avoid people with this move. Someone was almost cut in half by the sword energy. Fortunately, he escaped with quick reaction, but he was not so lucky and a long piece of his clothes was cut off.

The person looked back and was immediately startled. She didn't dare to say anything anymore and shrank to the side. The others were also shocked by the violent emotion on her face.

"Xingxian, no matter how eloquent you are, I will definitely know the whereabouts of my father today. If you can't explain why, I will make the entire Shuiyang Palace pay with their lives."

"Niece Yunting," the elder who had been silent until now had to stand up, "Isn't it too domineering for you to act like this? I asked myself that I treated you well in the past, could it be that you also hate me now?"

"Uncle Jin Yu..." Seeing the elders who had always treated her kindly, Yunting's tyranny became weaker, "I just want to know what happened to my father."

"You can't just convict the palace master based on conjecture without evidence or evidence, right?" Jin Yuzhenzhen said, "If Yunting's niece can trust me, I will be my guarantee. As long as you find one or two pieces of evidence to prove that it is The palace master did it, and I will lead my disciples to stand on your side."

His face was full of sincerity, and he had indeed treated himself well in the past, and his relationship with his father was also very good. Yunting subconsciously wanted to believe what he said, but he couldn't believe it. He couldn't make a decision for a while, and couldn't help but cast his eyes on Master.

"What's so difficult about this?" Yang Yan smiled gently at her and said, "You only need to search the soul to find out the truth."

The faces of the Palace Master, Honghe and his son suddenly changed.