Descending from the Heavens: Maximum Level Talent.

Chapter 52: Fabricating facts, the so-called right way

"Ji Shu, suffer death!"

Ding Mian and others were also furious, holding crossbows and shooting at Ji Shu.

Ji Shu sneered. The Feiyan Gong's internal energy penetrated his feet. Pushed by his own internal force, his whole body spun in the air like a spiral, perfectly avoiding more than a dozen sharp arrows. Then he did not advance but retreated, pushing the Feiyan Kung by his whole body's internal force. , like a roc spreading its wings, the lightning spanned more than ten feet, rushed into the crowd, and then unfolded a sword, Haoran Zhengqi Sword!
The sword aura was so strong, and underneath the majestic surface, there was something strange and changeable, and Songshan disciples couldn't stop it at all. They just felt like a blur in front of their eyes, poof!

The next moment, the world was spinning! When severe pain hit their brains and they saw a headless body, they suddenly realized that their heads had been chopped off!

"I am dead?!"

Ding Mian's head fell heavily to the ground. He looked at Ji Shu who rushed into the Songshan disciples and killed them wantonly. A surge of anger mixed with fear and severe pain rushed to the top of his head.

"He, how, how dare he?!"

His eyes widened and he refused to rest in silence!
"stop!"

Master Fang Zheng and Taoist Priest Chongxu were shocked when they saw this. Without thinking too much, they all took action and stood in front of Ji Shu: "Ji Shu, stop, don't kill anymore!"

Ji Shu held the sword tightly in his hand and frowned.

Taoist Master Chongxu immediately said:

"If you continue to kill, maybe the abbot and I will have no choice but to take action against you!"

Master Fang Zheng put his palms together:

"Amitabha, Donor Ji, you have killed too much!"

The energy in his body was surging, and he was very powerful, and he had the intention of taking action if he disagreed with him.

Swipe!

People from Shaolin Temple, Wudang Sect and other sects also stood up.

Ji Shu took a breath and said slowly:

"Okay. This time the arena competition is over."

"good."

Yue Buqun forced Zuo Lengchan back with one move, jumped to Ji Shu's side, and said loudly:

"Songshan Sect is despicable and cunning. They cannot defeat Ji Shu, so they want to sneak attack and poison him. It is simply shameless and disgusting! We, the Huashan Sect, will withdraw from the Five Mountains Sword Sect from now on, and the issue of merging the Five Mountains Sword Sect will be over! "

"Kill so many people from my Songshan sect. How can I let you come and leave whenever you say?"

Zuo Lengchan shouted angrily, clatter! Countless Songshan disciples gathered around.

Ning Zhongze and Yue Lingshan were already standing behind Ji Shu at this time, drawing their swords and looking at the Songshan disciples either warily or nervously.

"Humph!"

Yue Buqun snorted angrily, his voice was high-pitched and stirred up all directions:
"You Songshan sect has lost your wits and wants to kill me, Ji Shu of the Huashan sect. You are allowed to kill, but we cannot kill. Are you going to be so domineering and despicable? Master Fang Zheng, Taoist Chongxu, you come to judge, who is it? Who made the mistake first without respecting principles and morality?"

Master Fangzheng and Taoist Priest Chongxu were speechless.

They looked at Zuo Lengchan:
'Leader of the Left Alliance. How do you explain this? '

"This arena was built by players. We didn't know that poison arrows were planted inside. We are also victims!"

Zuo Lengchan said with a sad face:

"So many of us have died! The culprit is the players, and the second most responsible person is Ji Shu! I, Zuo Lengchan, have decided that I will not give up until I kill the culprit this time!"

"Is the leader of the Left Alliance treating us like fools?"

Yue Buqun sneered:
"What's the player's level of cultivation? What's your Songshan sect's level of cultivation? Can they make so many poison arrow traps under your noses? Without your permission, would they? How dare they do this?"

"Of course they dare."

Zuo Lengchan said coldly: "As far as I know, Ji Shu is now wanted by the player organization! Players will try their best to kill him. What's so surprising about this? Besides. Players have huge energy and create all kinds of weird mechanisms. , emerge in endlessly. If they want to create such a mechanism without anyone noticing, is it difficult? "

He said loudly;

"After all, it's still the player's and Ji Shu's fault. Ji Shu had too deep grudges with the player organization. This grudge even spread to our Songshan sect. As a result, in this arena competition, Ji Shu was assassinated by the player organization. . But he vented his anger on our Songshan Sect. We, the Songshan Sect, are also innocent victims! Ji Shu didn’t kill the culprit, but killed us. It’s an unpardonable crime! It’s hard to forgive!”

"absurd!"

Yue Buqun laughed angrily:

"Zuo Lengchan, you are talking nonsense, and your ability to mistake deer for horse and fabricate facts is getting stronger and stronger!"

He looked around and said loudly: 'I believe that most of the people here are wise. With such obvious facts of frame-up and frame-up, do you still believe Zuo Lengchan? '
"We believe in the leader of the Left Alliance!"

The people of the Taishan Sect led by Yu Jizi loudly said: "The leader of the Zuo Alliance is very powerful and will soon be firmly seated as the leader of the Wuyue Sword Sect. He has no reason to kill Ji Shu! It was Ji Shu who lost his mind and killed innocent people indiscriminately. He deserves to die!"

"Yu Jizi. You, you..."

Yue Buqun was so angry that his beard trembled. He pointed at the jade tree and was speechless for a moment.

He looked at Linghu Chong.

Linghu Chong didn't speak, just remained silent.

He looked at Mr. Mo Da again.

Mr. Mo Da sighed. He couldn't take sides. He had no choice but to take sides. If he sided with the Huashan sect, he would completely offend the Songshan sect. He couldn't do such a thing.

Yue Buqun looked at the people from other sects.

Everyone looked on, sneered, or just watched the excitement, as if they didn't think it was a big deal.

Yue Buqun felt cold and said angrily:

"Is this righteous world so rotten?"

He looked at Master Fang Zheng and Taoist Chongxu: "You two are highly respected. I believe you two can uphold justice. Could you please express your attitude?"

Taoist Master Chongxu was about to speak, but Master Fang Zheng put his palms together and said:
"Amitabha, Ji Shu kills too much and has too much murderous intention. I suggest that he go to my Shaolin Temple to practice Buddhism and chant sutras to get rid of the demonic nature. This is currently the most secure and mutually beneficial way to resolve the conflict between the two parties."

"Humph!"

Yue Buqun was so angry that he was trembling: "This is too much! Ji Shu, let's go!"

He is about to leave with his team.

Zuo Lengchan said:
"Yue Buqun, you can leave. Ji Shu, the murderer, must stay!"

"People who want to keep my Huashan sect."

Yue Buqun drew his sword and faced him:
"Have you asked me about the sword in my hands?"

Ning Zhongze, Yue Lingshan and others also drew their swords and glared angrily.

"Okay. Good!"

Zuo Lengchan said coldly: "Today, for the sake of Master Fang Zheng and Taoist Master Chongxu, I will spare Ji Shu's life for the time being. But Head Yue Buqun Yue, you'd better let Ji Shu never go down to Huashan." Otherwise, don’t blame me for issuing a hunting and bounty order!"

"Humph."

Yue Buqun didn't bother to talk to Zuo Lengchan and led the team away.

Huashan sent everyone away.

Linghu Chong's mood was waning and he had an indescribable feeling. He wanted Ji Shu to die, but Ji Shu was now being protected by Yue Buqun and others. He became increasingly jealous of this, and did not want a conflict between the Songshan and Huashan factions.

He could have stood up at that time, but looking at Yue Lingshan standing next to Ji Shu, leaning against Ji Shu, his heart trembled inexplicably, and then thinking about the humiliating defeat in the ring, his feet It's like a thousand pounds of iron and stone have been poured into it, and I can't step out no matter what.

(End of this chapter)