In front of the Yuwen family residence.

Yuwen Taiji took the white jade pendant thrown by Leng cangyu.

You have to pour a divine power into it, hum

A virtual scene appeared on the white jade pendant.

This scene is a dark corner. An ordinary middle-aged man is meeting a man wearing a cloak.

The two people didn't talk much. After a brief conversation, they left each other.

When the ordinary middle-aged man left, the man wearing the cloak lifted off his cloak.

When they looked at it, it was Yuwen Xiaolin!

Obviously, the ordinary man is the super monitor of the Department of destiny.

Yuwen Xiaolin wears a cloak and meets this man in a dark corner. There must be a big problem.

Maybe we're talking about the only thing to kill the knife.

"Leng cangyu, is this the so-called evidence?"

However, after reading the virtual scene, Yuwen Taiji snorted coldly: "it's ridiculous to conclude that Xiaolin is a leaker just by a picture of Xiaolin meeting someone?"

"Yuwen Taiji, are you blind?"

Leng cangyu's voice was cold: "the person who connects with Yuwen Xiaolin is the super monitor of Tianming department."

"Before this man joined Yuwen Xiaolin, my martial nephew Dao was the only one who had just transferred from Yucang river basin to a transfer point of Tianming company."

"The transmission point is just under the supervision of the super monitor."

Leng cangyu said, "after this man met Yuwen Xiaolin, my martial nephew was attacked and killed."

"You said it had nothing to do with Yuwen Xiaolin? Is it possible?"

"Leng cangyu, don't think about things all the time."

Yuwen Taiji said: "it may also be that the super monitor is playing tricks and deliberately planting the blame."

"In a word, people of my Yuwen family can never divulge secrets!"

"Yuwen Taiji, do you want to cover up Yuwen Xiaolin?"

Leng cangyu's voice was cold, revealing a sense of killing.

"Leng cangyu, I'm not shielding Xiaolin, but seeking truth from facts."

Yuwen Taiji said, "you know, the so-called evidence you provided can't explain anything at all."

"If you can't produce other evidence, you're deliberately picking up trouble!"

"Do you want other evidence?"

Leng cangyu suddenly smiled coldly: "it's easy. As long as Yuwen Xiaolin cooperates, we can immediately know whether he is a leaker."

"Oh? How can Xiaolin cooperate?" Yuwen Taiji raised his eyebrows.

"It's simple."

Leng cangyu said, "just let him let go of his mind and let me search the soul..."

"Soul searching?"

Yuwen Taiji's face sank: "Leng cangyu, thanks to your export!"

"Once people are searched, more than 90% will become idiots."

"The remaining 10% was terrified on the spot."

Yuwen said angrily, "do you want to play tricks to kill Xiaolin?"

"Yuwen Taiji, you said you wanted evidence just now."

Leng cangyu said, "now you have a way to get the evidence, but you are reluctant."

"Shit!"

Yuwen Taiji scolded: "if Xiaolin is not a leak, will he die unjustly after being searched?"

"He must be a leaker!"

Leng cangyu affirmed: "as long as you search the soul, everything will come out."

While talking, Leng cangyu's eyes turned and looked at Yuwen Xiaolin.

His glance only frightened the souls of Yuwen Xiaolin.

"Xuanzu, I'm not a leaker, I'm not!"

Yuwen Xiaolin rolled and crawled behind Yuwen Taiji and said, "please protect me, protect me!"

"Xiaolin, don't worry."

Yuwen Taiji said, "as long as xuanzu is there, Leng cangyu will never search your soul!"

"Oh, Yuwen Taiji, although I am in the same realm as you."

Leng cangyu sneered: "but you can't stop what I want to do!"

"Crazy!"

Yuwen was too lucky to drink, but his face was a little blue.

Because he himself knew that although Leng cangyu was the fifth weight to ascend to heaven with himself.

But his real combat power is one notch worse.

So his eyes turned and looked at the old man in purple.

"Brother Yuanzhong, you can see that he is too presumptuous."

Yuwen Taiji arched his hand and said, "because he is a master of the holy land of martial arts, he actually intends to forcibly perform soul searching against the people of my Yuwen family."

"I hope brother Yuanzhong can be fair!"

Yuan Zhong is the deputy commander of the Royal Guard purple guards.

This man not only has advanced cultivation, but also has deeper qualifications. Many purple guards are his descendants.

Yuwen Taiji has a deep relationship with this person. This time, he invited him to come here to suppress Leng cangyu with the help of this person's power.

"Leng cangyu, you've gone too far."

Yuan Zhong's face is thin and dry, but his eyes are very sharp.

At the moment, hearing Yuwen Taiji's request for help, he raised his eyes and looked at Leng cangyu: "Yuwen Xiaolin of Yuwen family is just a suspect, but you have to forcibly search his soul."

"This is unreasonable. Please restrain yourself!"

"Mr. Yuanzhong, it should be ziyiwei?"

Leng cangyu glanced at Yuan Zhong and said faintly, "Purple guards are royal guards. Their main responsibility is to protect the safety of royal members."

"As for the affairs outside the palace, I think you'd better intervene less!"

"Leng cangyu, are you warning me?" Yuan Zhong looked cold.

"Not a warning, but a kind reminder."

Leng cangyu said, "because no one can stop what I want to do, even the purple guards."

"Oh, really?"

Yuan Zhong's eyebrows coagulated: "Yuan doesn't believe it!"

"Ha ha..."

Leng cangyu smiled coldly: "since you don't believe it, try my means!"

After the words fell, a sharp momentum suddenly rushed out of the cold cangyu.

Wow

In an instant, the emptiness in front of Yuan Zhong and others was full of terror.

"Is the conversation broken?"

Seeing Leng cangyu's sudden move, the onlookers were surprised.

He didn't dare to neglect at all, and all retreated behind him.

Because once the talks between Leng cangyu and the two sides collapse, there is bound to be a big war.

The power of this level of fighting is too strong, even if it tries its best to suppress the overflow of strength.

However, the strength scattered occasionally is enough to kill a large area of the broken martial arts.

At this moment, countless spectators retreated more than ten miles away, still feeling that their bodies were cut by a knife.

"Is that... The blade?"

Mixed in the crowd, Tyrone looked at the momentum emanating from the cold universe and was very surprised.

"Well, it's really a knife."

Talon's side, Cheng Feng nodded.

The momentum emanating from Leng cangyu is the rumored blade.

The so-called Sabre posture is a kind of sabre momentum produced by the martial artist after he practices the sabre intention to the extreme.

Once you practice the blade, you can chop it out with one blade. The momentum will rush out first and hit the human spirit directly.

If you can't bear the bombardment of the knife, you will lose your spirit immediately and be timid before fighting.

Before we really fight, we have lost!