Zhang Han doesn''t have any eloquence, but he knows some plot in advance, so as to suppress the matter of xuanhuojian.


    After a long time, the talking hall gradually quieted down, and everyone''s eyes focused on Zhang Xiaofan.


    Immortal daoxuan pressed down his thoughts, coughed and asked, "Zhang Xiaofan, let me ask you, in Liubo mountain that day, a Taoist friend of Tianyin Temple identified you. The Taoist method used when fighting Kui Niu was actually the ''great Brahma Prajna'' true method never preached by Tianyin temple. Is that true?"


    "Yes!"


    Zhang Xiaofan looked respectful, his lips turned a little white, and countless glances looked like hills pressing on him, making him difficult to breathe. As soon as his knees were soft, he had to kneel down.


    Maybe it''s because of the same illness. Zhang Han''s heart was soft. He grabbed Zhang Xiaofan''s shoulder in his left hand, and Zhenyuan swam through his body again.


    Zhang Xiaofan only felt a little warmth in his body and couldn''t help looking at Zhang Han with gratitude.


    There was another uproar above the hall. Although most of them have guessed this matter, they still feel very shocked from the master''s mouth, and they are at a loss for a moment.


    Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan admitted that he was secretly practicing the great Brahma Prajna, immortal daoxuan flew into a rage and shouted, "say! Where did you steal it?"


    "I know, I won''t say it when I die..."


    Zhang Xiaofan''s body trembled slightly, but he forced himself to hold on, clenched his teeth and lowered his head, as if he wanted to kill or cut.


    Taoist Xuan''s eyes became more and more fierce. Today, he was forced to go up the Mountain Gate by Tianyin temple and incense burning valley. He was already full of fire. Now he saw Zhang Xiaofan bite to death and his anger soared.


    Just when he was ready to get angry, he just listened to Zhang Han''s faint way,


    "Since the master said that the great Brahma Prajna never spread, why ask younger martial brother Zhang? Directly ask these bald donkeys in the Tianyin temple. Maybe one of the bald donkeys was full and supported. He thought that since the great Brahma Prajna was the supreme true dharma, it was time for everyone to practice together, so he passed it to younger martial brother Zhang."


    "Presumptuous! You are eminent monks in Tianyin temple. How can you hurt people with dirty words?"


    Taoist Xuan scolded him fiercely. However, he secretly wondered if there was anything unspeakable and dirty about the Tianyin temple?


    Most of the disciples of Tianyin Temple looked angry. Only Puhong and Pukong sitting in front of them were silent.


    "You... You know?"


    On the other side, Zhang Xiaofan was stunned. He moved a few steps away and looked at Zhang Han with a look of prayer.


    Zhang Han glanced at Zhang Xiaofan. He was angry and his voice was a little higher. "I often heard that monks don''t lie, and I often encourage myself. Today, I found that ''don''t tell when you know'' is also a part of ''don''t lie''. What does Master Puhong think?"


    Pu Hong put his hands together, slightly lowered his head and remained silent.


    "It''s a little too much to force the door when you know but don''t say it!"


    Coldly, the sound penetrated the whole Yuqing hall. People held their breath and looked at Zhang Han and Puhong. They only felt that everything that happened today revealed a trace of strangeness, which made people feel dizzy.


    "Bring what you know together and don''t miss it at all!"


    With the shrewdness of Taoism and metaphysics, how can we not see the strangeness of things? However, Pu Hong is the leader of the school. He is not easy to question face to face. He can only urge Zhang Han to tell the truth.


    Zhang Han was about to tell the truth, but saw Cangsong suddenly get up and walk to daoxuan, whispering, "elder martial brother, I think there are many doubts about this. There are many people in the hall, so we might as well..."


    Daoxuan listened attentively to Cangsong''s proposal. Suddenly, he felt a pain in his chest and lowered his head. However, he saw Cangsong holding a glittering short sword and stabbing it into his right chest. He sneered on his face and looked ferocious.


    Different from the original work, Zhang Han had already trained the fire stick into a soul devouring fan. Cangsong had no chance to release the seven tailed centipedes. Seeing that the time agreed with the people of the demon cult was getting closer and closer, he had to take risks and stab with a short sword.


    "Ah!"


    Daoxuan gave a cry of pain and clapped him with a palm. Cangsong raised his hand and slapped him. He felt peiran''s strong attack. His body involuntarily flew more than ten meters backward, flew over Zhang Han''s head and landed in front of the door of Yuqing hall.


    Daoxuan covered his chest with his hands, and the red blood seeped out along the fingers. In a moment, he dyed his clothes red. Taoist Xuan was shocked and angry and shouted, "what are you doing?"


    The accident came so suddenly that people couldn''t react at all. Especially Qi Hao, Lin Jingyu and other disciples of dragon head peak looked at their master with a ghost expression. They were already stunned.


    "Me? I''m plotting against you. Can''t you see that?"


    Cangsong has a trace of blood foam on his mouth and a crazy smile on his face. It seems that at this moment, he has vented all the depression and pain he has endured for a hundred years.


    "More than a hundred years! I endured it for more than a hundred years before I had the opportunity to redress the grievances of senior brother wan... You, you, you, tell me, who should take this seat?"


    Cang song pointed to Tian Buyi, Shui Yue, Zeng Shuchang, Shang Zhengliang and others. He screamed hysterically. His face was ferocious, like a beast out of a cage.


    Hearing the words "elder martial brother Wan", the young disciple didn''t feel anything yet. The heads and elders couldn''t help shaking their bodies. This nightmare name was like a dark cloud in their hearts.


    The faint smell of blood was gradually introduced into Zhang Han''s nose, his body trembled slightly, the violent Qi that had been pressed down looked up again, his eyes turned a little blood red, and the fierce light soared.


    "NIMA, what the hell is this anger? Every attack is several times more fierce than the previous one! If it goes on like this, the spirit will really be unable to bear it!"


    Zhang Han was so frightened that he clenched his fist and tried not to let his consciousness be washed away by the violence like a mountain collapse and tsunami. I just feel that Cangsong and several first seats are tearing away from me more and more, and my consciousness is also changing from clarity to trance, and then to clarity


    At the moment, everyone''s attention was all on Cangsong and several first seats. Only the beautiful white immortal shadow behind Shuiyue seemed to notice Zhang Han''s wrongness.


    Cang song stared at daoxuan, and his eyes showed deep hatred. "Elder martial brother Wan treated me like a brother and a father, cultivated me, and saved me in a wild trip. My life has been given to him for a long time! I tried my best to save him more than a hundred years ago... Ah!!!"


    At this point, Cangsong suddenly screamed like a duck pinched by his throat. He stared at the figure suddenly appeared in front of him and froze in place.


    "Ha, ha, ha..."


    The silent Yuqing hall could hear the needle dropping, and only the breath of Zhang Han echoed.


    I don''t know when, he appeared in front of Cangsong, his head drooping, his right forearm infected with blood, holding a beating heart in his hand, and the bright red blood knocked on the floor drop by drop, as if it also knocked on everyone''s heart.


    Cangsong raised his hand and covered his empty left chest, with endless doubts in his anger. After thinking about it, I have never offended Zhang Han. Why do I suddenly do it to myself?


    "Why..."


    Cang song opened his mouth hard and asked aloud word by word.


    "You talk too much!"


    Zhang Han suddenly looked up. A pair of enchanting scarlet writing wheel eyes stared at Cangsong, and his right hand exerted a little force. The heart he held in his hand suddenly burst into a blood foam and scattered on the ground.


    On the other side, the pines were unable to support their bodies. They fell to the ground with a slap and died.


    Zhang Han lowered his head, took a look at the bloody palm, and then scanned the people in the hall. The pale face without a trace of blood color, vaguely saw the cyan blood vessels inside, coupled with the evil scarlet eyes, it was like a ferocious evil ghost who had just climbed out of hell.


    They all retreated in horror to the eyes of the evil spirit.


    "Everyone is quiet and don''t say a word. Isn''t that good?" Zhang Han looked around and grinned with a bleak smile.


    "Younger martial brother Zhang, you are possessed!!" Chang Jian suddenly exclaimed.


    It seems that Zhang Han''s reason has recovered a little because he killed the Cangsong, but his image and appearance are very different from that at ordinary times.


    "Well, this is being possessed by the devil! I always want to kill, kill and kill all of you. It''s really different from my usual idea!"


    Zhang Han''s tone is very plain. It seems that for him, killing such a bloody thing is as common as eating and shopping.


    Just then, there was a sudden uproar outside the hall, and the sound of chaotic footsteps came into everyone''s ears.


    Then, he saw that the Shangguan CE Chong who had just taken his disciples down the mountain rushed back to the Yuqing hall. His clothes were ragged and stained with blood.


    "Fellow Taoist brothers, the demon cult demon people are coming up the mountain!" Shangguan CE exclaimed loudly.


    As soon as the voice fell, I saw four figures walking slowly into the hall. Looking carefully, it was the four masters of the demon sect.


    The oldest poison God tut tut said with a smile, "old friend of daoxuan, I haven''t seen you for more than a hundred years. I''ll be fine!"


    Daoxuan''s body was shocked, his pupils narrowed, and said coldly, "poison God!"


    It seems that under the influence of the demon sect attacking the mountain, everyone''s attention is attracted by the four masters of the demon sect. Zhang Han, who just waved to kill Cangsong, is ignored.


    The cries of killing outside the hall became louder and louder, and the desperate and shrill roar rushed into the sky. The sea of clouds as beautiful as fairyland had already turned into Shura Purgatory and was shrouded in blood mist. Even the leisurely and indifferent white clouds seem to be scarlet by blood.


    The atmosphere in the hall was extremely depressed and dreary. Daoxuan covered his chest and lost his voice in horror. "Cangsong, the villain, betrayed the school and took refuge in the demon cult! Good killing!"


    Cang song is the first person in charge of punishment of Qingyun sect. He is very powerful on weekdays. He is also responsible for defense. Now the people who were killed by the disciples of the demon sect in Yuqing hall reacted. It was obviously the result of Cangsong''s arrangement in advance.


    Zhang Han raised his left hand and knocked on his forehead. He only felt the screams and screams in his ears, like countless sharp cones chiseling his brain. He was very upset. The spiritual pressure in his body was beating with Zhenyuan, and his scarlet eyes showed bloodthirsty light.