When I opened my eyes again, my eyes were calm again. It was still Square just now, but the meteors and fire all over the sky had disappeared. The sun was bright in front of me, and the sea breeze was gentle. It was so calm that it felt unreal.
Lin Qingyang was lying on the ground, dazed for a while, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare.
"Are you okay?"
A familiar voice came from above the head. Lin Qingyang looked up and saw that it was Qi Mo.
"A-Qi, how are you?" Lin Qingyang sat up suddenly, pulling him to look at him nervously.
Seeing that his face was still extremely pale, I quickly pulled his collar away to check his injuries. The stab wound on his chest had scabbed over and seemed to have healed a lot.
"I'm fine, the wound is not deep." Qi Mo said, but a lot of Demonic Power was sucked away before and it has not recovered yet.
"You are really shameless for arguing in front of everyone." A familiar mocking voice came from the side.
Lin Qingyang turned around and looked over. It was Li Yan who was speaking. Li Tian next to him returned to his gentle and elegant look.
"He is young, Elder Lin don't mind." Li Yan smiled apologetically.
Lin Qingyang was a little speechless, but seeing that Li Yan recovered, he quickly took the Windflower Sword next to him and shouted, "Lin Yao!"
As he shook it vigorously, he heard Windflower Sword shout, "Here it is, there it is, stop shaking it! I'm going to vomit!"
Seeing that Lin Yao also recovered, Lin Qingyang finally felt relieved, and then helped Qi Mo to stand up and looked around.
There were already many people on Square, and there were disciples who kept appearing suddenly from mid-air and then falling down. The whole Square was falling like rain.
In the sky above Square, the huge Cloudsea Heavenly Diagram was still lying there, glowing with a faint golden light. They were the Illusion Realm they entered when they came out of Cloudsea Heavenly Diagram.
Disciples from all sects fell down one after another. Those who responded quickly urged Spiritual Power to land smoothly, while those who responded slowly fell straight to the ground. Some were burned by fire in the Illusion Realm before. After landing, they still shouted in horror, and then found that there was no fire on their bodies. Everyone looked around in confusion.
At this moment, a black shadow flashed next to him, and Mo Yan flashed in the air, then landed firmly on the ground, standing with his hands behind his back. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood still, a red-furred fox hit him on the head, causing him to stumble and almost fall over.
"Master!" Feng Shu also ran over quickly after landing, and other disciples of the Nine Skies Sect also appeared one after another, surrounding them.
"Where is Jin Buhuan?" Mo Yan asked with a frown.
Lin Qingyang was also looking around. At this time, a golden light flashed not far away, and Jin Buhuan appeared in the middle of Square. When the people around him saw him, they all backed away in horror.
Lin Qingyang pushed aside the crowd and stepped forward. Jin Buhuan still looked like Illusion Realm, with a golden Demon Mark printed on his forehead. His hair was a little messy and his face was very pale. It was obvious that he had just consumed a lot. The bones and stones scattered on the ground beside his feet were the dead Tianheng and Miaoxing.
Mo Yan looked at him with a complicated expression, angry that Jin Buhuan had lied to them for so long, but unable to accuse him of what he had done.
Jin Buhuan looked towards the crowd not far away, and suddenly a sarcastic smile appeared on his face. Lin Qingyang followed his gaze and saw that under the statue of Lord Bu Xing, several disciples who had just escaped were still kneeling and kowtow.
Jian Hong walked out of the crowd with a cold face, and there was still blood on his beard. It was obvious that the injury to the Illusion Realm was not serious. He looked at Jin Buhuan with a stern face and said coldly, "Take this Demon Creature!"
Following the order, several Divine Sword Mountain disciples drew their swords and surrounded Jin Buhuan.
"When will it be your Divine Sword Mountain's turn to deal with my Nine Skies Sect people!" Lin Qingyang said loudly and walked out of the crowd.
"Lin Qingyang, now that things have happened, is it possible that you Nine Skies Sect still want to protect this Demon Creature!" Jian Hong was already hurt by Jin Buhuan in the Illusion Realm. Hearing what Lin Qingyang said, he became even more angry.
Lin Qingyang patted Mo Yan, who had already taken out Thunderclap Mace, and motioned him not to get excited. He turned around and continued to say to Jian Hong, "Whether he is a human or a monster, that is also my Nine Skies Sect business, so I don't have to worry about it Sect Leader Jian Hong!"
"Lin Qingyang, even if you act ridiculously, now you can't even tell right from wrong!" Jian Hong said sternly.
Lin Qingyang sneered and said, "Killing those who deserve to die, isn't it justice for heaven?"
Jian Hong stared at him and said coldly, "You always speak for this Demon Creature, what are your intentions?"
Lin Qingyang stared at him and replied, "Then what is Sect Leader Jian Hong's motive for interfering in my Nine Skies Sect matter? When I mistakenly believed that traitors were massacring other people's clan, you Divine Sword Mountain must have had a hand in it! Are you guilty of being so eager to take someone away?"
Jian Hong was furious when he heard this and said, "Stop messing around here. Divine Sword Mountain's ancestors eliminated demons and defended the way. This is the right way. I will get rid of him personally today!"
Jian Hong said as he waved his finger and flew out the long sword in his hand, bringing up the powerful Spiritual Power and attacking Jin Buhuan. Lin Qingyang looked stern and flashed in In front of Jin Buhuan, Windflower Sword was unsheathed in his hand, and a sword struck the oncoming sword from bottom to top. There was a wave of Sword Qi, and Jian Hong's sword was directly knocked back.
Jian Hong raised his hand and grabbed the flying sword, but before he could take action again, Lin Qingyang Windflower Sword was already pressed against his throat.
"Sect Leader Jian Hong is injured, so I'm afraid he may not be my opponent." Lin Qingyang said with raised eyebrows.
"Lin Qingyang!" Jian Hong yelled through gritted teeth, glaring at him angrily, his eyes red, and his whole body shaking with anger. Jian Hong, who was already injured, actually vomited a mouthful of blood.
Lin Qingyang quickly sheathed his sword. Yun Zhan stepped forward to support Jian Hong. He raised his head and frowned at Lin Qingyang. Divine Sword Mountain's disciples also showed resentment on their faces.
Lin Qingyang was a little puzzled. He didn't want to hurt anyone, so he wanted to force the opponent back like this, but he didn't know that as a swordsman, having his sword pointed at his life gate like this was simply more insulting than stabbing him with a sword.
Lin Qingyang didn't care about this, took two steps back to Jin Buhuan, and whispered, "I said you have done such a big thing, don't you have any backup plans?"
Jin Buhuan chuckled lightly and said, "Does it count if we die together?"
Lin Qingyang was speechless for a while.
When Divine Sword Mountain's disciples saw that Sect Leader was being humiliated, their faces were filled with anger. Lu Ming took the lead and drew out his sword. Other disciples also drew their swords one after another. Qi Mo quickly rushed to Lin Qingyang to block him. When Nine Skies Sect saw this, everyone also showed their weapons, and the two sides instantly became tense.
When the other sect disciples saw this, they didn't even dare to express their anger and retreated one after another.
Lin Qingyang glanced at Jin Buhuan and said in a low voice, "Don't mess around."
After that, he walked forward and looked at the disciples of Divine Sword Mountain in front of him. After all, Lin Qingyang was famous far and wide. For a moment, no one from the disciples sent by Divine Sword dared to step forward. At this time, Yun Zhan came out with a sword, stepped forward, and looked directly at Lin Qingyang.