Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 1222
"Yes."

Facing Mao Jie's astonished gaze, Zhao Yifan nodded calmly. He could naturally see that Mao Jie's "astonishment" was actually somewhat exaggerated.

"How did he die?"

Mao Jie's face darkened, he looked at Zhao Yifan coldly, and said in a questioning tone: "Zhao Yifan, you led Wu Han and others to Dafeng Country for the trial mission, and your duty is to protect the people you lead. Disciple, right now, seven disciples are actually dead, how do you plan to explain this matter?"

His voice became harsher.

Xing Tian, ​​who was next to him, was shocked when he heard it. He never thought that Mao Jie would actually make trouble on this issue!
That's right.

If the problem is directly caused by Wu Han, then Zhao Yifan can easily evade it, and even make Mao Jie speechless, but Mao Jie turned out to be based on the problem of the death of Wu Han and the other six outer disciples. , Asked Zhao Yifan to launch an attack on the responsibility protection of the leadership this time.

This time, it can be said that he has grasped the key point.

"Senior Brother Mao."

Zhao Yifan also did not expect that Mao Jie did not ask Wu Han the cause of death, but directly questioned his responsibility. After thinking for a while, he said unhurriedly: "This matter is very complicated..."

"I don't care so much about you!"

Mao Jie was not polite, and directly interrupted Zhao Yifan's words, with a straight face, and said in a cold voice: "Zhao Yifan, Master Ji asked you to lead the team because your cultivation is the highest among the disciples you lead. Yes, you are responsible for their safety, but now, seven people have died!"

"Senior Brother Mao."

Zhao Yifan said quickly: "The reason why seven people died is not because of me, but because of Wu Han!"

"You put a responsibility on the dead?"

Mao Jie narrowed his eyes, looked at Zhao Yifan coldly, and said in a cold voice: "You are smart enough, you clearly know that dead people can't speak, let alone explain, and can't justify anything, so naturally it's you Whatever you want to say, that's what it is!"

"Senior Brother Mao, who was Wu Han Junior Brother back then, privately returned to the Wu family in Tianyang City, and threw a group of outer disciples at the foot of the Beast Mountain. As a result, a wave of monsters broke out, and several Junior Brothers died tragically before they could escape. In the mouth of the monster."

Zhao Yifan quickly said: "This is all caused by Junior Brother Wu Han's private actions and disobedience to my orders. The deaths of these Junior Brothers are directly related to Junior Brother Wu Han..."

"Zhao Yifan, it's useless to let you bloom lotus flowers!"

Mao Jie waved his hand, and said coldly: "Junior brother Wu Han is dead, you can put all the blame on him, he won't make excuses anyway!"

"Senior Brother Mao, that's the truth."

Zhao Yifan said neither humble nor overbearing: "If you don't believe it, then I can't help it."

"Of course I won't believe it!"

Mao Jie smiled coldly, squinted his eyes at him, and said, "I know you had some feuds with Junior Brother Wu Han before, so this time, after leaving the sect, you secretly killed Wu Han and killed him." Junior brother, and put all the responsibility on him, do you think I can't figure it out?"

Xing Tian's expression on the side changed immediately, and he secretly thought that it was not good.

This Mao Jie, the visitor was not kind!

He wondered if someone had secretly told Mao Jie about it?

Otherwise, why Mao Jie didn't even ask about the cause of Wu Han's death, but just pretended to suppress Zhao Yifan?

"Brother Mao, don't talk nonsense!"

Zhao Yifan raised his brows, facing Mao Jie's aggressiveness, he did not give in at all, and said coldly: "I have no intention of harming Junior Brother Wu Han!"

"presumptuous!"

Mao Jie raised his eyebrows, and a powerful aura emanated from his body. Even Xing Tian, ​​who was a few meters away, had his clothes rattled by the aura emanating from Mao Jie's body, subconsciously channeling his aura to resist.

And Zhao Yifan, who faced Mao Jie directly, felt tremendous pressure instantly.

The aura emanating from Mao Jie almost came directly towards Zhao Yifan. For a moment, Zhao Yifan only felt an invisible pressure as heavy as a mountain, falling heavily on his body.

Within the sea of ​​qi, the branches and leaves of the colorful glazed tree swayed wildly, and streams of pure aura flowed through the meridians of his body. Only then did Zhao Yifan feel a little relieved from the pressure, and looked at Mao Jie's deep eyes A flash of murderous intent flashed across Zhao Yifan's mind.

"...Could it be that Mao Jie is planning to take advantage of this opportunity outside like me, just like I abolished Wu Han, and wants to attack me?"

After this thought flashed through his mind, Zhao Yifan shuddered, raised his vigilance to the highest level, looked at Mao Jie with a calm face, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Brother Mao, I am just stating a fact, I don't know where I am presumptuous!"

"I'm Big Brother!"

Mao Jie said arrogantly and unreasonably: "In front of me, you are still trying to deceive me with sweet words! Zhao Yifan, don't you know anything about bullying me?"

"Brother Mao, what I said is the truth, all the truth, if you don't believe it, you can ask other juniors."

Zhao Yifan argued hard.

"other people?"

Mao Jie sneered, his eyes swept over Xing Tian, ​​Junior Brother Qian and the others, curled his lips in disdain, and said coldly: "Zhao Yifan, do you think I need that? I think you are wrong, that's enough Got it! There is no need to ask for other people's opinions at all, get it?"

Seeing his arrogant and domineering appearance, Zhao Yifan became more and more certain in his heart that Mao Jie really came from bad people this time, and besides, he was in Tianyang City right now, not in Chunfeng Pavilion, Mao Jie's domineering seemed to be restrained at all. I'm too lazy to restrain myself!
"Brother Mao, what do you want to do then?"

Zhao Yifan didn't bother to explain, and looked at Mao Jie directly.

"Zhao Yifan, you are responsible for the seven dead juniors!"

A smirk appeared on Mao Jie's face, and he said loudly: "I will abolish your cultivation first, and then bring you back to the sect, and wait for the fate of Zhangjiao Ding and Zhangjiao Ji!"

"Abolish my cultivation?"

After hearing his words, Zhao Yifan finally understood his purpose, sneered, and said, "I'm sorry, Brother Mao, forgive me for not agreeing!"

"You don't agree?"

Mao Jie laughed loudly, took a step forward, stretched out his hand to catch Zhao Yifan in the air, and snorted coldly: "Agree or disagree, I'm afraid it's not up to you to decide!"

In an instant, Zhao Yifan found that the surrounding air seemed to have been frozen and became sticky like a quagmire. Behind Mao Jie, a sharp sword with a sharp cold light suddenly appeared.

Mao Jie's hand that was grabbing him also changed suddenly at this moment, Zhao Yifan saw only a sharp sword that shone with icy cold light, tearing the air, presenting a strange angle, attacking him!

"Is this Mao Jie's 'Tao'?"

Zhao Yifan's heart trembled, he didn't dare to be careless, all the spiritual energy in his body burst out in an instant, and behind him appeared a glazed tree shining with colorful lights.

One step out, one punch out.

The viscous air around him suddenly exploded at this moment, threatening Zhao Yifan's absence in the slightest.

With this punch, the air seemed to be distorted faintly, boom boom boom, like the sound of cracking firecrackers.

Branches shining with colorful glazed light suddenly appeared in the air, as if they came from another dimension, and met the sharp sword that seemed to be able to break through everything!

Click.

Branches and swords intersect.

It actually made a sound like the sound of metal and iron.

Immediately, the vitality of the surrounding heaven and earth made a loud noise like an explosion, and a gust of wind suddenly burst out, blowing around.

Xing Tian, ​​who was not far away, was blown back again and again by the gust of wind, and his heart was horrified to the extreme!
The blood is blooming!
Zhao Yifan's body was on the verge of falling, and he stepped back a few steps. Drops of blood dripped from his hands.

Mao Jie, on the other hand, stood proudly at the same spot, with a sneer on his face, and looked at Zhao Yifan with contempt, "No wonder you have the guts to confront me head-on. So what? I have already cultivated to the Great Perfection of the Yin-Yang Realm, so with your cultivation base, how many moves can you take against me?"

Zhao Yifan didn't say a word to answer, the aura in his body was churning endlessly at this moment, he was worried that if he opened his mouth to speak, he would spurt blood.

This Mao Jie is really amazing!
With just one move, Zhao Yifan realized that there was a huge gap between him and Mao Jie!
He was no match for Mao Jie at all!

That punch just now caused Zhao Yifan to suffer a slight internal injury. If he hadn't practiced the "Great Gold and Stone Technique" before, his body's hardness was several times stronger than before, and the punch just now would have broken his tendons. fracture!

"Senior Brother Mao!"

Xing Tian took a deep breath, plucked up his courage, and said, "They are all disciples of the same sect, so speak up if you have something to say..."

"roll!"

Mao Jie raised his brows, looked at Xing Tian coldly, waved his sleeves, and a violent aura struck instantly, Xing Tian quickly stretched out his hand to resist, with a bang, let out a muffled groan, and flew out instantly .

In mid-air, Xing Tian turned around lightly, landed on the ground, stepped back ten steps, and then stopped, his face was pale, and he stood there, unable to speak a word.

The aura in his body was churning endlessly, nauseated, if Mao Jie didn't bother to talk to him, Xing Tian would be seriously injured by this blow!

"Zhao Yifan!"

With a single blow, Xing Tian was repelled. Mao Jie turned his head, looked at Zhao Yifan coldly, and said, "Are you abolishing your cultivation yourself, or let me abolish your cultivation yourself?"

Zhao Yifan's heart trembled, seeing Mao Jie's expressionless face, he took a deep breath, turned around and ran away suddenly.

That's right.

Zhao Yifan knew that if he stayed, he would definitely not be Mao Jie's opponent. Since that was the case, why didn't he hurry up and run for his life?
(End of this chapter)