The moment Wang Chongsong's bones passed away in Xuxian Sword Sect, the life cup he left in the Sword Sect had already been destroyed.

The sect leader died inexplicably, which made the senior officials of the Xuxian Sword Sect extremely angry. Through their respective relationships, they also sent their disciples to try to find out the mystery of Wang Chongsong's death.

Gradually, the Sword Sect received several statements from all sides, but the same.

Today, the masters of each peak, as well as the elders of the Chuangong Hall, and two Xuanxian ancestors who have been in seclusion for many years gathered together in the Sect Master's Hall.

Ji Jian Fengfeng advocated Zhang Ling to look at everyone present. Everyone looked solemnly, frowned, and looked out the door from time to time, as if they were waiting for someone.

She looked at Wang Zhenlong again, the only immortal king of the Xuxian Sword Sect, with his expression very indifferent now, and there was no emotional fluctuation on his face, and he couldn't see what he was thinking.

But she could guess that Wang Zhenlong must be very struggling in his heart.

In the corner of the hall, there were many disciples who were good friends with Ji Jian Peak and Fang Chen, such as Langya Wenqiu, Jing Xu and Jing Yuehan.

"Tai Shang Wang, Fang Jianshou is here."

Someone came into the hall and reported.

Everyone was excited and then they saw Fang Chen walking into the hall, their eyes following them all the way.

Wang Zhenlong showed a smile on his face and nodded at Fang Chen:

"I'm back, where's your junior sister?"

Seeing that Fairy Yu did not come back with Fang Chen, a hint of confusion flashed in Jing Yuehan's eyes.

"The demon fetus of the devil in Xiaoyu's body has not been resolved. Now in a safe place, the disciple is trying to find out whether it can resolve the worries caused by the demon fetus of the devil."

Fang Chen bowed.

Everyone was slightly stunned, and their expressions became more and more strange.

Jing Yuehan was a little confused. The demon fetus of the reverse immortal was not resolved by the Jade Fairy? What was the state of the Jade Fairy who came back then?

Wang Zhenlong nodded slightly, "You have not been in the Sword Sect these years, and you have traveled around, can you see the sect leader?"

“See it.”

Fang Chen nodded, "On the sea of ​​immortals and demons."

Everyone looked at each other, and their expressions became more and more serious. The news they received was that Wang Chongsong died in the sea of ​​immortals and demons. The person who killed him was the Fang Jianshou in front of him!

The bearded sword cultivator couldn't help but shouted:

"Fang Jianshou, the sect leader's life cup has been destroyed. Some people say that he was in the sea of ​​immortals and demons and was poisoned by you. What do you say about this?"

"I am just such a son. He is alive or dead. If he dies, how did he die? I don't want to turn it over in a daze."

Wang Zhenlong sighed.

"Elders, Senior Brother Fang has no reason to attack the sect leader. The news you received may be to disturb the audio-visual and deliberately sow discord."

Langya asked Qiu couldn't help but speak.

"There is no place for you to speak here."

Zhang Ling glanced at her.

Langya Wenqiu was stunned and plucked up his courage, "You guys are here today, just to ask us about our impression of Senior Brother Fang. We just said that Senior Brother Fang will never attack the sect leader. He is not such a person. What are the benefits for him?"

Yes, what are the benefits?

Everyone nodded subconsciously. With Fang Chen's identity and talent, it would be a matter of time before he became the leader of the Xuxian Sword Sect in the future, even if he became a existence like Wang Taishang, it would be a matter of time.

What reason did he have to attack Wang Chongsong? The Xuxian Sword Sect is harmonious and there are very few things to fight in the nest. Wang Chongsong has never suppressed Fang Chen. Not only did the two of them have no grudges, but Wang Chongsong also brought people to the Dayan Dao Sect, which made Fang Chen angry.

"Wang Chongsong...to be precise, he was not dead."

Everyone was stunned and looked at Fang Chen. The meaning hidden in this sentence was already very obvious.

"It was really... Senior Brother Fang killed it!?"

Langya Wenqiu looked a little confused.

Wang Zhenlong shook his body, his eyes filled with disappointment, depressedness, and a faint anger.

He did not take action. Today, Fang Chen dared to come here to confront everyone and confront him, so he naturally made complete preparations.

Maybe the one from Huangyuan is standing outside the door.

"Fang Chen, did the sect leader really suffer from your evil hands?"

The bearded sword cultivator said angrily: "What is the Xuxian Sword Sect treating you badly? You are still a disciple of the King. Speaking of which, you are a brother of the same sect as the sect leader. Why do you want to attack him??"

Fang Chen looked at Wang Zhenlong, and the two of them looked at each other, one was calm and the other was complicated.

"Wang Chongsong is a monk of the Blood Spirit Sect."

Fang Chen Dao.

Everyone looked at each other. Is their sect leader a cultivator of the Blood Spirit Sect?

“Nonsense.”

The bearded sword cultivator laughed so much: "You also called Qin Hucheng a monk of the Blood Spirit Sect when you died at your hands. Now you say that the sect leader is a monk of the Blood Spirit Sect?

Why don’t you say that we are all cultivators of the Blood Spirit Sect? Kill us all, and you will be the only one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the

"This reason is not enough to be convincing."

The Master of Youfeng pondered and said, "Even if the Master of the Sect is really a cultivator of the Blood Spirit Sect, you have no reason to kill him. How to deal with it? You need to ask the King of Supreme."

"You just said...my son is not dead. What does this sentence mean? His life has been destroyed. Logically speaking, he is completely dead."

Wang Zhenlong Taoism.

"I heard from King Ji Xian that Wang Chongsong has thirty-six levels of bone shape, and those who died here were only one of them. This point, I later went to Hongmoxing and confirmed that it was true. There was also a Wang Chongsong there."

Fang Chen smiled, "If he was just a monk of the Blood Spirit Sect, I might ask the master to see what to do, but Xiaoyu's body is planted by him.

This time, he joined forces with Xiaoyu to try to lead me into the enemy's trap. So, what reason do I have not to destroy his heavy bone appearance?"

Everyone looked confused, as if they understood half of them, and the other half didn't understand at all.

Bone angle? Red Desert Star?

The devil fetus of the devil?

"You mean, my son is not my son?"

Wang Zhenlong frowned slightly.

"have no idea."

Fang Chen shook his head. He didn't know what method Wang Chongsong used, nor did he know what kind of magic the thirty-sixth level of bone phase was.

Take over the body? Rebirth?

"All this is just your one-sided statement, but you admit that the sect leader died at your hands, but it cannot prove that the sect leader is related to the devil's fetus."

The bearded sword cultivator said in a deep voice: "You need to give us an explanation and an explanation to the Sword Sect."

"I have almost figured out the details of the Demonic Fetal Demon Fetal. Qin Hucheng alone is not enough to plant the Demonic Fetal Demon Fetal. There is still someone on Jijian Peak to help Wang Chongsong plan this matter."

Fang Chen Dao.

"What evidence do you have?"

Zhang Ling frowned.

"Let Qin Hucheng say it."

Fang Chen stomped his feet with a smile.

Everyone was stunned and asked a dead person to say, "How can the dead person speak?"

Just as they were stunned, a smoke circled around Fang Chen, and the next moment it turned into a figure that everyone was very familiar with.

"Senior Brother Qin!"

Langya Wenqiu and others took a breath.

Qin Hucheng looked pale and felt guilty and hugged Wang Zhenlong with fists:

"Disciple, pay homage to the King."
Chapter completed!