Shocking roar echoed.

All the masters of the four courtyards appeared here.

They were attacking a masked man who looked evil.

In an instant... he was shot to death! "You are so bold, Yang Jiyuan, how dare you collude with evil cultivators!"

The head of the prison school shouted sharply.

"According to the order of the leader of the alliance, Yang Jiyuan is removed from the name of the leader of the hospital, and is imprisoned and interrogated..." A stern and cold voice kept ringing.

In the Ink Painting Academy, Yang Jiyuan stood up with a pale face.

He wanted to escape from Shui Mo Yuan, but he was surrounded.

Conspiracy! Yang Jiyuan is not stupid, he guessed this at once.

Before, Wu Chengjun had intentionally sent someone to ask him to be loyal... How could Yang Jiyuan not figure out the reason?

"You are really a nest of snakes and rats!"

Yang Jiyuan sneered, knowing that he couldn't run away.

"Yang Jiyuan, you are so rampant even when you are about to die, I will teach you a lesson today!"

Several courtyard masters shouted coldly, but pleasure flashed deep in their eyes.

This time, they want to see how Yang Jiyuan turns over!...At the same time.

Long corridor mountain.

"No, there are evil spirits attacking the mountain!"

A shrill scream suddenly pierced the sky.

Big earthquake in Changlangshan.

I saw black shadows rushing upwards one after another, including the terrifying Spirit Emperor.

Even...the dark shadow taking the lead is a titled Spiritual Emperor! The Changlang Mountain monks are horrified.

Zhang Shili's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly activated the Changlang Mountain defense, but it was a little late.

"Brother Wu, come and help!"

He called Xian Kongshan.

But there were also screams from that side.

Zhang Shili felt a chill in his heart.

And soon.

"Brother Zhang, they are evil and there are demons. They may come for Yun Danqing! Let's go and guard the Confucius Temple!"

Wu Chengjun's cold voice sounded.

"Brother Wu..." Zhang Shili's heart became even colder, and he even felt that there was some conspiracy.

He didn't know.

There were indeed screams in Xiankong Mountain, but they were just screams and some garbage-like black shadows... At this moment.

Wu Chengjun was walking towards Confucius Temple.

"This time, I will kill Yun Danqing and seize the Confucius Temple.

The inheritance among them is enough for us to strengthen the Book and Sword Alliance! Master, those old guys are stuck in their own ways and let the inheritance rot..." Wu Chengjun sneered again and again, with huge ambition in his eyes.

"That Master..." Peak Master Baimu, Duan Tianzheng, He Suiyuan and others were all present, with complicated and moved expressions.

Wu Chengjun...this is rebellion! "Don't worry, someone will deal with him!"

Confucius Mountain.

The old master was sitting cross-legged in front of a chessboard, twisting the black chess pieces in his hands.

Suddenly.

"You're here, let's go to the next round."

The master suddenly spoke softly.

Gradually.

A dark shadow appeared in front of the Master, filled with evil energy.

"Master, you are indeed a master, you are still so calm at this moment."

The black shadow spoke hoarsely.

"Let's play chess."

The master's eyes are as broad as the sea, and seem to be able to accommodate everything.

The black shadow paused for a moment, then sat down opposite the Master.

"Master, I admire you for your great talent."

He slightly cupped his hands, but never gave an inch during the chess game, like a tiger on a dragon's board.

...Outside the Book and Sword Alliance.

Su Xuan opened his eyes slightly.

Evil... faintly brushed across his face.

The slightest breath of killing blew through.

"Is it an evil cultivator..." "Is it Wu Chengjun, He Suiyuan, Duan Tianzheng and others, or everyone..." Su Xuan sneered and stood up suddenly.

"I didn't go there, and you guys got into chaos first.
Chapter completed!