The Crowd Enraged? No-Before My Blade Fell, a Hundred Grandmasters Had Already Crumbled!

Five-colored light shot into the sky, illuminating the entire courtyard as brightly as day. The Five-Colored Divine Light shone for miles.

The horror on Du Qingfeng's face vanished in a flash, replaced by a strange smile. He did not dodge. Instead, he lunged toward Li Yun's palm and screamed at the top of his lungs—

"Help! Li Fenghua, what are you doing...?"

His shrill voice carried far through the night.

Li Yun frowned slightly and eased the force in his hand. Du Qingfeng seized the chance to fly backward and crash heavily to the ground, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

He scrambled up in a sorry state and staggered toward the courtyard gate, shouting as he ran.

"Help! Someone, come quickly! Li Fenghua is trying to kill me!"

Outside the courtyard, footsteps were already rising from every direction.

The disciples of the True Martial Platform's Cangnan Headquarters arrived first, followed by the elders and Grandmasters living nearby.

They saw Du Qingfeng run out of the courtyard covered in blood, then saw Li Yun standing inside with five-colored light still lingering on his palm. Their faces changed at once.

"Elder Du!"

"What happened?"

Du Qingfeng clutched his chest, his face deathly pale and his voice trembling. "I... I came to persuade him to turn himself in, but he... he refused to listen and tried to kill me to silence me! If I hadn't run fast, I'd already be dead beneath his blade!"

At those words, the crowd erupted in fury.

"Li Fenghua! You still dare to attack someone?"

"Elder Du came with nothing but good intentions, and you struck him down!"

"Murderer! He's the murderer! He must have killed all those people before!"

Angry voices rose one after another as more and more Grandmasters poured