In Qingtianzong, the disciple of Jian Wuya's line seemed to be an outlier, a little incompatible with everyone.
This trip to the Taixu Martial Realm, it was precisely because of Jian Wuya's instruction that Jiansheng accepted the mission of the sect and left Jianya to go out for experience.
Baipao Ye Feng frowned, his heart extremely anxious.
Jian Sheng's fall is of great importance. On the way back to the sect, he planned to conceal the news so as not to cause Jian Wuya to be angry.
But after much deliberation, he still felt wrong.
After all, Jian Sheng died because of him, and he was killed by his own hands. The details are not visible at all. If Jian Wuya finds out the truth, he may not escape death.
At that time, even if the Sect Master appeared, he would not be able to protect him.
Therefore, after several days of weighing and deliberation, he decided to take the initiative to find Jian Wuya to explain the situation.
As for the cause of Jian Sheng's fall, he certainly couldn't confess to the truth, and could only push it to Jiang Tian.
In this way, it is the best of both worlds to be able to dispense with responsibility and kill with a knife!
Although Jian Wuya might not believe these words, he could only do so, otherwise it would be easy to cause suspicion.
"Tell you? No!" Ye Feng sighed, his face very ugly.
"I can only talk to Uncle Sword Master about this matter. I can't let you convey it, sorry!"
Ye Feng rejected the two seniors.
The matter is very important, and the rhetoric he carefully fabricated, if conveyed by others, the effect will inevitably be greatly reduced, which he does not want to see.
However, the "Taixu Martial Realm" was about to open soon, and things would have to be delayed for several months without saying anything.
In such a long period of time, it is difficult to guarantee that Jian Wuya will not find out any suspicious points, and the trouble will be serious by then.
"There is no time, it seems that I can only find another way!"
Ye Feng gritted his teeth and prepared to turn and leave.
"Ye Feng!"
At this moment, a tyrannical wave of divine consciousness swept across, and at the same time, an old voice sounded like thunder in front of the temple!
The majesty and domineering contained in it shocked Ye Feng's heart and made the faces of the two disciples guarding the temple slightly changed!
"Master!" The two hurriedly bowed and saluted toward the hall.
"Master Sword!" Ye Feng's heart jumped wildly, his face changed drastically.
The deep and terrifying aura made him feel a certain kind of panic from the bottom of his heart, and he almost couldn't help kneeling to confess his guilt and tell the truth.
But he was still sober enough to hold back after all.
It is conceivable that as long as he is truly exposed, he will definitely die. Even if the two guardian disciples don't attack him, they will be bombarded by Jian Wuya with nothing left.
"You came to me, why?"
Jian Wuya's deep voice sounded again, resounding in the void.
The corner of Ye Feng's mouth twitched, his heart beating wildly: "Disciple..."
"It was for... the death of Jiansheng, right?"
Jian Wuya's voice suddenly became sharp!
"What? Sword Master has fallen!"
"How is it possible? His aptitude is so strong, even if the two of us join forces, we may not be able to kill him, it's impossible, it's impossible!"
The two guardian disciples were shocked, their expressions changed drastically!
Both of them are not weaker than Jiansheng, and they are sure to win one-on-one, but if they say that they will kill Jiansheng, even if they join forces, they are not very sure.
The two have today's strength, mainly relying on the accumulation of hard work, but the qualifications of Jiansheng are quite different from them.
Jiansheng has an enviable "innate sword body", he is a kendo wizard created by heaven, and he is simply born for the sword!
How could such a genius suddenly fall down even if he encounters many profound void realm powerhouses and has the ability to protect himself?
"Ye Feng, what is going on?"
"Say it!"
The two were almost furious and shouted anxiously.
"Master Sword..."
Ye Feng's face changed wildly, and he fell to his knees with a thump, and banged his head.
Jian Wuya's breath suddenly skyrocketed, and a powerful will volleyed, pressing Ye Feng to the ground.
At this moment, Ye Feng even had another urge to tell the truth in order to get rid of it, but he endured it after all.
The disciples of the Great Sky School, especially the core disciples, will leave soul orbs or soul cards in the sect. Once they encounter a major change, the sect will know it for the first time.
Therefore, Jian Wuya spoke out about the death of Jian Sheng, and he was not surprised.
"Who did it? Say!"
Jian Wuya's voice volleyed violently, as if the world was contaminated with his rage.
Ye Feng's heart was stunned, he took a few deep breaths, and said with restraint of fear: "Jiang Tian!"
"Who?"
"Jiang Tian! Who is he?"
The two temple guardians frowned and asked subconsciously.
Ye Feng didn't dare to neglect, and quickly said: "He is the martial artist of the Tianfeng Empire, the top genius of the Tianfeng Martial Arts Association this time, and he has obtained the qualification of the'Taixu Martial Stage'!
"How is it possible? How can an imperial warrior have the strength to kill the Sword Master?"
"This matter may be strange!"
The two guardian disciples Dang even discovered the doubt.
"What you said is the truth?" Jian Wuya's deep voice sounded again.
Both disciples could see what was wrong, and Jian Wuya could naturally see the doubt even more.
Ye Feng almost broke down, gritted his teeth and said: "What the disciple said is true, if there is a half-line, I would like to be battered by thunder and thunder!"
The words spread, everything in Jianya is as usual.
Ye Feng's words paused for a while, and his heart loosened secretly, saying: "This person's aptitude is against the sky, and he has various powerful magic weapons on his body that I have never seen before. It can be seen that there are also people with great opportunities... I was so confident that I was murdered by him after he knew his way, and even the silver scale magic sword was forcibly taken away by that person...If I hadn't escaped fast after seeing the situation, I'm afraid I would have... alas!"
Ye Feng uttered his carefully fabricated rhetoric, put himself clean, pushed all the blame on Jiang Tian, and even fabricated a few strong men who did not exist.
According to his statement, these so-called "strong men" were also shown great power by the swordsman in that battle, beheaded on the spot, and there was no scum left!
Ye Feng's words were filled with righteous indignation, and the two disciples who guarded the palace were also furious, and there was no flaw at all.
Only Jian Wuya listened, but fell silent.
There was silence in Jianya, terribly quiet!
Ye Feng's heart bounced wildly, life and death seemed to be tied to one thought.
For a moment, he even smelled death!
Ye Feng gritted his teeth and cursed, this old guy is really not that easy to deceive. Fortunately, he has long been deliberate and repeatedly scrutinized, and there is no flaw in all the arguments.
Otherwise, this level may be really difficult to pass.
"Damn it! The little empire warrior dared to kill the Sword Master and turned him back!"
"Where is Jiang Tian, I want to kill him!"
The disciple guarding the temple clenched his fists, murderous, and wanted to find Jiang Tian now to avenge Jiansheng.
Ye Feng's heart was in ecstasy, but his face was pretending to be embarrassed.
