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This sudden turn of events greatly surprised Yu Wuhen. He hurriedly supported Daoist Zixi as he continuously called out his name.

"Sect Leader Zi Xi? Sect Leader Zixi? "

A wisp of fragrance drifted over. Following the fragrance, Yu Wuhen noticed the teacup on the table. He walked up to the table and picked up the teacup, putting it on his nose and took a sniff. He could faintly sense that the fragrance of the tea contained another kind of smell.

"This taste …" Yu Wu Hen took another careful sniff and his expression changed, "Could it be the Yin Gyroscope Man Hua?"

He was very familiar with this smell. This flower grew on the mountain, which was covered by the poisonous miasma all year round, and not a single blade of grass could grow within a hundred miles. However, this Yin Gyroscope Man-flower was very lush, and the flower itself was poisonous, which was why it could survive in such a harsh environment.

At this moment, two people suddenly came in from outside the door. One was Dao Chen and the other was a Daoist letter. When the two saw that their master was lying in a pool of blood, they both turned pale with fright.

The messenger rushed to the door, shouting as he ran: "Someone come quickly! Master had been killed by Yu Wuhen! Master was killed by Yu Wuhen! "

Dao Chen took out his treasured sword, pointed it at Yu Wu Hen and said, "Yu Wu Hen, how dare you! How dare you go alone to attack our Sect Leader. You will not be able to return today!"

With that, he stabbed the sword straight at Yu Wuhen.

Yu Wu Hen's figure flashed. He leapt onto the beam and said to Dao Chen, "You might have misunderstood. I was not the one who killed your master."

"You still dare to quibble? My master was still fine before, but why did my master die after you went in? "

As he spoke, Dao Chen had already arrived beside Yu Wu Hen, the sword tip aiming for his throat.

Yu Wushang extended two of his fingers and held the sword tightly between his fingers. No matter how hard Dao dust tried, the sword seemed to have grown in Yu Wuhen's hands. No matter how hard he tried, he could not pull it out.

Dao Chen was angered to the point that his face turned blue. He did not expect the other party to be so much younger than him, yet be so powerful. Dao Chen had originally wanted to take down Yu Wuhen before the other disciples had arrived, but the situation now did not seem so simple.

Yu Wu Hen did not have any grudges with the Karakorum, and he did not want to waste time here either. The poisoner must still be in the inn, and if he did not find out the truth in time, then a second, third, or even more people would be killed. If he were to continue fighting with this person, he would only fall into someone else's trap.

Thinking of this, Yu Wuhen loosened his grip and said, "I'll return it to you!"

Dao Chen didn't expect that he would suddenly let go of his finger and stagger backwards. If it wasn't for the fact that he had some skill behind him, he would have already fallen down the beam.

When he looked at Yu Wuhen again, he could no longer see him.

At this point, a tinkling sound came from outside the window. Dao Chen knew that it must be because Yu Wuhen had his hand on everyone, so he grabbed his sword and jumped off the beam, flying out of the house.

At this time, not only the Karakorum disciples were also outside the pavilion, but the other four sects had also arrived. However, they only stood quietly outside the pavilion, as if they were in no hurry to take action.

After a few rounds, the people of the Karakorum Sword League did not manage to gain any advantage from Yu Wu Hen. Instead, their own people fell to the ground, wailing in pain.

Just at this moment, a slightly older green-robed Daoist hurriedly rushed over with a group of disciples. When he saw the scene in front of him, he was both embarrassed and annoyed.

"Damn you, Yu Wu Hen! How dare you behave atrociously in the Holy Assembling Pavilion! Not only did you kill my senior brother, but you also injured so many disciples of my Karakorum. Yu Wu Hen, you are obviously making Wu Lin your enemy!" Speak! Is it because Lingyin's Long Wind of the left hill ordered you to do this? "

Seeing his eyes that were so angry that it seemed as if flames were about to spew out of them, Yu Wuhen knew that in this situation, no matter how much he tried to explain himself, it would all be in vain.

"What is it? No more words? If you don't say anything, you're admitting it? " The Daoist man asked, unwilling to let him go.

"It seems that someone is deliberately trying to lead this trouble to Spirit Concealment. I absolutely cannot let my sect suffer such injustice."

Thinking about that, Yu Wu Hen broke the silence, and said loudly to the crowd: "Today, in front of all the seniors, I, Yu Wu Hen, swear to the heavens, that I did not kill Daoist Zixi, and that Ling Yin also had nothing to do with this matter. Tonight, this is a trap set up by someone with ulterior motives, to cause strife in the martial arts world, and to consume each other's strength so that the Martial Arts Competition could not be held. So we must not fall into his trap. "

"Hmph, that sounds good. You kept saying that it was a trap, what evidence do you have? Take out the evidence! "

"Don't think that just because you're a disciple of Lingyin, we won't dare to treat you like this. As long as you offend someone from our Kunlun Sect, not even the Heavenly Emperor can escape!"

"..."

Waves of evil words instantly attacked Yu Wu Hen.

"It seems that today, we are going to have a huge fight with the Karakorum." Yu Wu Hen thought to himself, "If that's the case, one, it will definitely implicate my sect, and two, I will become the accomplice of the person who set the trap." If we don't fight with the Karakorum Savant, we can only use the art of concealment. However, this way, we can truly kill Daoist Zixi. What should we do? "

While Yu Wuhen was in a dilemma, someone said:

"I don't think that Young Hero Yu is lying."

The nine words were like a thunderbolt that struck fear into everyone's hearts, especially the people from the Karakorum sect. They all looked towards the person who said those words.

The one who spoke was none other than the Sect Leader of the Dian Cang Sect, Wu Liuqing.

"Sect Leader Wu." That Daoist cupped his hands towards him and said, "You can't say these words out of the blue. Does Sect Leader Wu have any basis for this?"

"Hur hur." Wu Liuqing smiled and said, "As everyone knows, Spirit Concealment is an Immortal Path technique and does not care about matters of the martial arts world. Furthermore, Spirit Concealment has a top grade martial arts manual, the Secret Scripture of the Celestial Sect of Wonders, so do we even need to compete with the gangs in the martial arts world?"

Hearing this, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, Master Yuan Tong, clasped his hands together and said,

"Amitabha, Sect Leader Wu is right. This old monk thinks so too."

Seeing that the abbot of the Shaolin Yuan Tong Sect also agreed with Wu Liuqing's view, both the Sect Leaders of the Emei and Wu Dang Sects nodded in agreement.

Seeing that the other four sects are all on Yu Wu Hen's side, the green robed cultivator was extremely dissatisfied. He pointed his long sword at the four great sects and said angrily: "Even you all think that this brat is right? I think all of you are really muddleheaded. Since all of you are muddleheaded, then why are you still participating in the Martial Arts Conference?

"What did you say?"

"Say that again!"

"Look at you, you don't have much seniority in the Karakorum, how dare you talk to us like this?"

"..."

The green-robed Daoist's words caused the four sect leaders to be extremely dissatisfied, and they all began to berate him harshly.

Wu Liuqing raised his eyebrows and glared as he scolded the green-robed cultivator: "Listen up, if it wasn't for the upcoming Martial Arts Competition, I would have let the flower bloom on your body today. I didn't expect that Daoist Zixi's men were such a disgrace! This is a disgrace to his reputation. "

"Good, now that our Sect Leader is dead, you want to bully our Karakorum?" The green-robed man's face turned green as he said, "No matter what, my Karakorum sect is the largest sect in the Western Regions. To come here and participate in this shitty meeting, I didn't expect you guys to scold us. If Lei Wanchun blames you, what will you do then? "

As he was speaking, he tried to catch a gust of wind behind him. Before he could even react, his body was sent flying dozens of feet away, heavily crashing into a tree.

The disordered branch pierced his chest, but strangely, no blood came out. Instead, a pile of white mucus flowed out.