Chapter 1263： Horizontal pressure

"Who are you?"

At the foot of Daoshan Mountain, there was a loud voice.

At this time, whether it was the many elders of the Daotian Academy or the arrogance of the blue sky, they all looked at the two young men and women in front of them with surprise.

"what?"

Suddenly, Ling Xiao seemed to have thought of something, frowned slightly, and let out a soft huh.

And beside him, the clan Tianjiao was taken aback for a moment, and then he exclaimed, "I know him!! His name is...Yang Bian!! Yes, when he entered the divine way before, he had reached the eight hundred level. !"

"Yes, yes! I remembered, I said that the palace lord did not see this person in his lecture today, so he did something bad."

"It seems that in Daotian City before, he and that Zhang Jiba... just frowned. I'll just say that this person's mind is not right."

Suddenly, a little surprise appeared on everyone's faces, and it was clear that Yang Yuan and the death of the Shoudian elder must be involved.

"Just now, where are you?"

Palace Lord Daotian frowned slightly, judging from the death of the elder guarding the temple, most of them were killed by a single blow.

With the strength of these two juniors, I am afraid that it will be difficult to do all of this.

Is it possible that these two people are just bait, the real behind-the-scenes man, has already escaped here?

"Mansion...Palace lord..."

The corner of Yang Yuan's mouth trembled lightly, especially the rhyme of Taoism flowing outside the Lord of the Heavenly Palace at this time, it was even more of a mire, inexplicably horrified.

even! !

The look of this human saint made Yang Yuan tremble all over, and he felt like he was seen through.

"speak out."

The Daotian Palace Lord stood with his hand in his hand, turning a deaf ear to the comments of the heavenly arrogances behind him.

Yang Yuan clenched his teeth, seemed to have made a lot of determination, suddenly raised his head and looked at Palace Lord Daotian.

"I…"

"Palace Master, bullying the two juniors, wouldn't it harm your name as a saint?"

At this moment, I saw that at the foot of the mountain, suddenly an old man dressed in grey came to him.

The old man walked with his hand in his hand, his eyes were indifferent, and there was no ray of aura out of him, as if he was in harmony with the heaven and the earth, silent.

When seeing the person coming, Palace Lord Daotian's face was slightly taken aback, and there was a ray of brilliance in his eyes quietly, and there was a look of surprise.

"Yu...Yu..."

"Palace Lord has a good memory."

The gray-clothed old man nodded, "Disciple Yu Yi, I haven't seen you for thousands of years, the palace lord's style is better than before."

"These two are your disciples?"

Palace Master Daotian nodded slightly, but he had some impression of the old man in front of him.

If I remember correctly, this person has also left a name for a photo during the Three Trials.

It was just his talent that really made Taoist Palace Lord remember him, but it was not these false names.

The ultimate killing, unmatched killing intent.

Back then, the young man used to enter the Tao, every offensive, there was no trace of spiritual power, no sound, no trace, just like him for thousands of years.

However, only when he really faced his enemy did he understand what kind of terrifying killing this kind of non-interest.

"I asked the palace lord to read the joke. What they did today was instructed by me, and I was responsible for all the guilt."

Yu Yi's expression was indifferent, with no surprise at all.

Since Xia Zhimeng sent him a letter, he knew that what they did would be a disaster.

But at the moment, it seems that he still underestimated the courage of Xia Zhimeng.

But... thinking about what her father did at the beginning, Yu Yi was somewhat relieved.

He didn't have any doubts about this little disciple and Yang Yuan's conduct.

Everything they do will not go beyond the moral category.

"You alone? So... you killed the elder guarding the palace?"

Palace Lord Daotian frowned lightly and nodded lightly.

The means of killing one's life in a single blow indeed seemed to come from Yu Yi.

"Elder guarding the palace?"

Yu Yi's eyes trembled lightly, and instead of looking at Xia Zhimeng intently.

With his strength, it is naturally impossible to be the opponent of Daotian Palace Lord.

But for Xia Zhimeng, he owed a favor.

"Yu Yi, in my impression, you are not a cruel and bloodthirsty person, let's say, what is going on?"

Palace Master Daotian waved his hand to remove the formation barrier on the mountain, and watched Yu Yi walk up to Yang Yuan in front of them, "What did you do in the Tibetan Scripture Hall?"

"Master..."

Xia Zhimeng pressed her red lips tightly, especially when she saw the flickering disappointment in Master's eyes, she felt distressed and inexplicably sad.

It's just that now her spirit is under Ling Xiao's control, and there is no thought of resistance at all.

"It's okay, young people who are not at fault, not to mention, I believe you..."

Yu Yi raised his head and glanced at Yang Yuan, who was standing side by side with Xia Zhimeng, his eyes waved, "Boy, from now on, Zhimeng will be handed over to you."

"Master..."

"Zhimeng, I know that you have a lot of questions in your heart, but... I listen to you as a teacher. Now you are not when you know these. Forget it, and practice with Yang Yuan."

When the words were over, Yu Yi didn't hesitate anymore, and walked up towards Palace Lord Daotian.

"Om!"

The mountain breeze roars, and there are thousands of feet of smoke and dust sweeping through the world.

I saw Yu Yi's whole body, surrounded by black and white, it was a kind of...lightly invisible gray-white spiritual power.

And as he stepped out, a ray of murderous intent quietly recovered.

One person, facing countless experts in Daotian Academy, still calm and calm.

Seeing this scene, Palace Lord Daotian frowned.

From Cai Yuyi's reaction, he can also see that he, the master...has no knowledge of what these two people have done in Daotian Academy.

However, he still chose to believe in his disciples without hesitation, and was even willing to give his life for this...

This immortal way is unpredictable, and the right and the evil are unpredictable.

But in the final analysis, only strong strength can shelter everything, one person alone.

Sometimes, the evil you see is not evil.

And the righteousness you know may not be righteousness.

The troubled times have come, and the one who will eventually win the world is...the sacred world.

"Go, capture those two juniors."

Palace Master Daotian turned his head and glanced at the four major courtyard masters beside him, with a calm tone of voice.

"Yes!"

"Om!!"

only! !

As soon as the four of them took their steps, they saw that a black scimitar suddenly appeared in Yu Yi's hand and threw it towards the void.

Suddenly, endless killing intent roared up, like a chaotic magic fog, evolving various divine appearances.

And the figure of the four major courtyard masters was immediately blocked above the void, and there was a flash of shock and surprise in his eyes.

At this moment, all four of them felt that, just a moment ago, if the old man in front of him wanted to kill them, perhaps at this moment, they were already dead.

"Palace Master, Yu Yi is here today, not to kill, but only hope that the Palace Master will lift up his precious hands and give them a chance to reform. I said, this sin will be borne by myself."

Yu Yi slowly walked out of the murderous mist and stood on the top of the sky, overlooking the crowd.

At this time, although his body is not majestic, it inexplicably gives people an aura of overwhelming heaven and earth!