Transcending Tribulation Immortal Venerable

Chapter 863 Sympathy
As soon as Yang Xuelan ran out of Zheng Fan's palace, she felt a terrifying murderous intent behind her, which made her sweat profusely and wet her long skirt.

Yang Xuelan didn't care about these, as long as she could escape from this place now, then tomorrow's Zongmen Grand Competition would be the day of Zheng Fan's death.

Zheng Fan looked at Yang Xuelan, whose body was drenched in cold sweat, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "If you want to kill me, you must be prepared to die."

After the words fell, the silver-white long whip that Yang Xuelan held earlier, like a silver-white swimming snake, shot towards Yang Xuelan.

After Yang Xuelan felt the terrifying murderous intent on her back, she was very fast, even burning her life essence, and wanted to use this to leave.

The speed of the silver-white long whip was even faster than that of Yang Xuelan.

Like an extremely sharp blade, it pierced through Yang Xuelan's back, splashing a stream of blood.

Yang Xuelan's face turned pale, and her body fell heavily to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

She wanted to speak out and let the disciples or elders of the Tianxingmen know the situation here.

puff.

Yang Xuelan spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organ fragments.

Suddenly, he saw an old figure flying from a distance.

Seeing this vague figure, Yang Xuelan was overjoyed.

As long as an elder comes here now, she will not die.

At best, you will be punished.

Only after the figure got closer and closer to Yang Xuelan did Yang Xuelan know which elder it was.

The flame of hope that had just ignited in her heart was immediately extinguished.

Yu Xinsheng, the elder of Tianxingmen, came here with a look of panic, glanced at Yang Xuelan who was lying on the ground, and then ignored her.

He came to Zheng Fan and asked with concern: "Apprentice, are you alright?"

These days, Yu Xinsheng has been protecting nearby, in case the tragedy of his previous disciples happened again.

Tonight, because of the Zongmen Dabi, the head of the Tianxingmen and the four elders of the Tianxingmen went to the meeting hall together to discuss the matter of the Zongmen Dabi tomorrow.

As a result, the negotiation had just ended, and the elder Yu Xinsheng of the Tianxing Gate had just returned when he discovered what happened here.

Zheng Fan looked calm, looked at Yu Xinsheng and said, "I'm fine."

Yu Xinsheng was still worried, and checked Zheng Fan again.

After confirming that Zheng Fan hadn't been hurt at all, he was overjoyed, thinking that the personal disciple he received this time was really extraordinary.

Yu Xinsheng suppressed his smile, and with a gloomy face, he came to Yang Xuelan, whose face was completely pale, and fell to the ground, unable to move.

"Yang Xuelan, you are so courageous that you dare to assassinate your own disciple." Yu Xinsheng's face was full of anger.

He reckoned in his heart that Yang Xuelan should have killed his previous disciples.

Yang Xuelan's face was pale, and she said hehe: "Elder Yu, there are only four elders in the Tianxing Sect, one sect master, but six direct disciples."

After she said this, her face became even paler, "I am not as talented as you, but you want to accept me as a direct disciple. From now on, all of you will become sect masters and elders, what should I be!"

After Yang Xuelan said these words, her face became weaker, and she spat out a big mouthful of blood mixed with internal organ fragments again.

Yu Xinsheng listened to Yang Xuelan's words, but did not have the slightest sympathy.

The personal disciples I accepted before, probably didn't know why they died until they died.

"According to the rules of Tianxingmen, if you assassinate your own disciples, you will die so late, your soul will be tormented day and night for a thousand days." Yu Xinsheng said with a serious expression.

After he finished speaking, he dragged Yang Xuelan, who was dying and was about to die at any moment, towards the main meeting hall.

Zheng Fan looked at the backs of Yu Xinsheng and Yang Xuelan leaving, with a calm expression.

He has long been used to the jungle of the jungle in the world of cultivating immortals, and it is impossible for him to sympathize with anyone.

Either get everything you want with your strength, or die from being abused by the strong.

Early the next morning.

Zheng Fan sat cross-legged on the bed, with Jiuxuan Linggong running in his body.

After running.

Zheng Fan got off the bed slowly, and then he heard the sound of chaotic footsteps coming from outside the palace.

With a calm expression, he came to the gate of the palace and opened the gate of the palace.

outside the palace.

Standing were ten handsome female inner disciples with lavender jade pendants around their waists.

In front of these women stood a beautiful and energetic young woman.

The woman held a cold long sword in her hand and wore a black jade pendant around her waist, indicating her identity.

"Senior Sister Xuelan was killed by you?" Zhao Bingbing looked at Zheng Fan with a bad expression.

When Yang Xuelan was brought to the meeting hall by Yu Xinsheng last night, she was already completely dead.

In the end, under the repeated obstruction of his master Qian Huanmeng, he was spared the torment of tormenting his soul for thousands of days.

Until now, Zhao Bingbing didn't know the ins and outs of the matter.

He ran to trouble Zheng Fan immediately.

Zheng Fan listened to Zhao Bingbing's words, and said calmly: "I killed him, what are you going to do?"

"You!" Zhao Bingbing didn't expect Zheng Fan to admit it so directly.

For a moment, he didn't know what to say about Zheng Fan.

"When she wants to kill me, she should be prepared to be killed instead." Zheng Fan said coldly.

Zhao Bingbing and the dozen or so female inner disciples behind him gritted their teeth angrily when they heard Zheng Fan's words.

I think Zheng Fan is simply too vicious.

When the Zongmen Grand Competition is held, Zheng Fan must be taught a lesson, and let him know that there is a truth beyond others.

"You wait for me." Zhao Bingbing left this sentence, and left the place with the inner disciples who came with her.

Zheng Fan looked at the back of Zhao Bingbing and others leaving with a flat face, and he didn't take her warning seriously.

What a joke, Zheng Fan doesn't even look down on the master of the Tianxing sect, he would be afraid of a little girl.

Not long after Zhao Bingbing left.

With a faint smile on his face, Yu Xinsheng came to Zheng Fan, "Apprentice, the sect grand competition will be held later, you have to deal with it carefully, once you lose, remember to admit defeat."

Zheng Fan nodded and said, "I know."

"That's right, did that girl Zhao Bingbing come to look for you?" Yu Xinsheng was worried that that girl Zhao Bingbing would come to trouble Zheng Fan by virtue of her talent.

In Yu Xinsheng's mind, Zheng Fan's talent is much better than Zhao Bingbing's.

Zhao Bingbing has practiced in Tianxingmen for many years, even if his talent is not as good as Zheng Fan, it is not comparable to Zheng Fan who just entered Tianxingmen.

Zheng Fan said: "Here we come, we will leave soon."

Yu Xinsheng sighed, and said, "I will protect you these few days, don't be afraid."

After he finished speaking, he paused and said, "The Zongmen Dabi is about to start, let's go."

After the words fell, Zheng Fan and Yu Xinsheng went to the highest point of the mountain where the Tianxing Gate was located.

As for the three-tailed demon fox, it stayed in the palace and continued to doze off.

It doesn't know why recently, it likes to sleep very much, and it always feels like it can't get enough sleep.

(End of this chapter)