Murong Xian'er fled in the chaos a few months ago and later disappeared. It is not clear why it fell into the hands of Guanghan.

Even though it was not Guanghan's family who deliberately wanted to capture Xian'er, they imprisoned Xian'er for two months, which was unforgivable. Xiao Chen tried hard to suppress the anger in his chest and asked Murong Xian'er: "Xian'er, have they hurt you?"

Murong Xian'er sobbed and shook her head.

Xiao Chen was finally distracted and turned his head to look at Sikong Yun coldly: "Sir Sikong, Xiao wants to take her away today. Do you want to stop him?"

Sikong Yun was the leader of the family, and was intimidated by a younger generation in front of everyone. How could he not be angry? But he was angry but did not speak out, and said in a deep voice: "Do you know what you are doing? The monsters harm countless people. She is a demon spirit. Do you want to join the demon path?"

If he hadn't been afraid of the other party's mysterious origin, how could he say so much nonsense at this moment? He had already ordered his disciples to capture him and rectify the Dharma on the spot.

Murong Xian'er pulled Xiao Chen's sleeve and kept shaking her head and sobbing: "Xian'er is not a demon spirit, not a demon spirit..." She looked really pitiful, and many young disciples in the audience also felt soft.

Xiao Chen gently wiped away the tears in the corners of her eyes and nodded and smiled: "Brother Xiao Chen certainly knows." In fact, he also discovered this time that Murong Xian'er seemed to have an extremely powerful spiritual power in her body, but this spiritual power was extremely clear and she was definitely not a demon spirit.

After saying that, he looked at Sikong Yun coldly: "Sir Sikong, which eye did you see her as a demon spirit?" As soon as this was said, many older generations scolded him. As a junior, how could he be so rude to his seniors?

At this time, Yu Yifeng also stood up and bowed, "Master Sikong, have you made a mistake? I see that there is no trace of demonic aura on this girl."

Sikong Yun snorted coldly and looked at him: "How come a pair of fox ears are born on a human head? Could it be that Xiaoyou Yu is also confused by the beauty of this witch? If you told your master to listen to what you said today, how would he think?"

After hearing this, Yu Yifeng stopped talking, Xiao Chen said, "Brother Yifeng, this matter has nothing to do with you. Today I want to take Xian'er away, no one can keep it!"

Before he finished speaking, a cold voice suddenly sounded in the crowd: "What a big tone!" As the figure flashed, a young man in purple clothes stood in front of him.

This person's name is Ji Wuming, who is Sikong Yun's disciple. His talent is not bad. However, his time to enter the school is still short and his cultivation has not yet reached the level of Killing Pill. Therefore, he did not have his place before going to Fengyun Wuwang City.

But he thought he was stronger than Xiao Chen, but Xiao Chen repeatedly stole his limelight. Therefore, he has been holding a grudge against Xiao Chen these days, and he just wanted to defeat him in front of everyone in the world.

Xiao Chen looked at him coldly: "You want to stop me?"

A cold light flashed in Ji Wuming's eyes, without saying a word, and suddenly a palm hit him. This palm was as fast as the wind, and the palm was extremely fierce. In addition, the two were very close at this moment, so I was afraid that Xiao Chen would not be able to avoid this palm. Everyone couldn't help but sigh in secret: "I am worthy of being Sikong Yun's personal disciple."

Unexpectedly, Xiao Chen took Murong Xian'er back and was several feet away in an instant. He heard him shouting coldly: "Get out!" As soon as he brushed his sleeves, a powerful force rushed towards Ji Wuming with the roar of dragons, and in an instant, it shook Ji Wuming's palm power.

Immediately afterwards, a golden dragon shadow suddenly emerged in the air, heading towards Ji Wuming. Ji Wuming was unable to resist and was hit by the dragon shadow in his abdomen. He immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.

Sikong Yun shook his body, caught his disciple from mid-air, and turned around and shot a cold look at Xiao Chen, with the murderous intent obvious.

Xiao Chen brushed his sleeves and said coldly: "I said that no one can stop Xiao today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a thick old man's voice came from the mountain: "Young man, it's better not to speak like this. You should know that there are people outside of others, and there is heaven..."

The sound fell, and four sword lights fell from the sky, and instantly they became four old men with white hair and beards. The four of them stood side by side, with a fairy-like appearance. One was wearing a green robe, one was wearing a white robe, one was wearing a red robe, and one was wearing a black robe.

When all the disciples of Guanghan Sect saw these four people coming, they all respectfully said: "Elder!" Even Sikong Yun, their words and expressions were very respectful.

These four people are the four elders of Guanghan Sect, namely Qinglong Pavilion, Baihu Pavilion, Zhuque Pavilion and Xuanwu Pavilion. They do not care about the affairs of the sect on weekdays and are devoted to seclusion and understanding of life and death, but their prestige is even greater than that of Sikong Yun, who is the head of the sect.

The old man in the green robe nodded slightly: "Today, the four of me expected that they would give up some troubles, so they came down to see." After saying that, he turned around and looked at Xiao Chen and asked, "I don't know what this little friend calls me?"

Xiao Chen raised his head and said without changing his face: "The surname is Xiao, and his name is Chen."

The old man in green robe nodded and said, "Young man is terrifying. You can leave today, but the girl next to you wants to stay."

Xiao Chen smiled coldly and shook his head: "There is no possibility."

The old man with green robe had a cold light in his eyes and said lightly: "In this way, Xiaoyou Xiao has to let the four of us take action."

These four people have reached the late stage of the Killing Pill, and it can be said that Xiao Chen has no chance of winning. At this moment, a Buddhist chant sounded from the stage, and Master Xuanji from Wuyin Temple stood up and clasped his hands together and said, "According to my simple opinion, this girl is different from an ordinary person, but she has a clear air in her body, not a turbid air of demonic spirits. Will you observe this matter again?"

Sikong Yun immediately stood up and said, "Master Xuanji, monsters have always been cunning and cunning, and are the best at disguising them. Today, we must get rid of this demon girl no matter what. I would rather kill the wrong one than let it go!" The reason why he spoke so fiercely was entirely because Xiao Chen angered him.

After hearing this, Master Xuanji just shook his head: "Amitabha, how good it is..."

The others were also surprised. How did the Sikong leader say such words today? If he really killed the wrong person, what would be different from the demon demon? The old man in the green robe coughed and immediately shot a look at him. Only then did Sikong Yun realize that he was wrong and retreated.

The old man in green robe said, "As Master Xuanji said, today's matter ends here, but this girl must stay and observe for a few days. If she is really a demon demon who has been involved in my Dongzhou, she will definitely not let it go!"

His words had already given the steps to both sides, but Xiao Chen smiled at the sky: "It's ridiculous! Why should I be imprisoned by you? Are you the master of this world? Are everything up to you?"

"It's stubborn!" The old man in the green robe shouted in a deep voice and immediately dispersed with the other three. At this moment, the four people had already sacrificed magic weapons in their hands. The old man in the green robe had a green bamboo flute, the old man in the white robe had a five-string pipa, the old man in the red robe had a large umbrella with a pattern of vermilion birds, and the old man in the black robe had a small tower.

The four magic weapons were dazzling, obviously all extraordinary. Murong Xian'er's body trembled, and fear appeared in her eyes. The formation of the four people could not lock her up, but she had been trapped by these four magic weapons in the past two months, so she was naturally afraid when she saw them. Xiao Chen said, "Xian'er, don't be afraid. Brother Xiao Chen will never let them hurt you a little more today." After saying that, he turned his head and said coldly: "You are proud of your magic weapons, aren't Xiao gone?" After saying that, he recited the tricks and sacrificed the Fuxi Qin and Qin strings in the Yuan Ding.

In an instant, seven strange lights were born, dazzling. The magic weapon of the four people immediately lost its color under the light. Now there are two strings, and the entire body of Fuxi's zither has become more realistic and extraordinary.

Everyone felt the ancient divine power emitted from the piano, and many people even recognized that the Yaoqin in Xiao Chen's hand was the treasure of the Qingyumen. It seemed that the rumors were true and they shouted: "It's the ancient divine piano!"

The four elders changed their colors one after another. Although they were deep in the vast and poor family, they had a little listen to the previous rumors. The potential of this piano in Xiao Chen was stimulated. On that day, they could easily escape from the Zhou Palace.

Sikong Yun's face became quite ugly. He actually ignored this point. Ordinary elixir cultivators could not resist the full-strength attack of the divine piano.

Xiao Chen hugged Yaoqin and said coldly: "Today, Xiao is just trying to take people away. If you insist on obstructing him, don't blame Xiao for being ruthless!"

"Hmph!" The old man in green robe brushed his sleeves: "I want to see how ruthless you are!" After that, he turned the green flute in his hand and played it on the hole. It was a song of waves in the sea. The sound of the flute suddenly made everyone's minds sink, and the unparalleled sound waves even stimulated the surrounding energy.

Xiao Chen took Murong Xian'er and stretched backwards. The place where he was standing was immediately exploded by a sound wave. The extremely hard green granite immediately turned into stone chips in the sky. Xiao Chen couldn't help but be shocked: "The strength of this old man should not be underestimated."

Before he could think about it, another sound wave came. Xiao Chen jumped away. At this moment, he held Yaoqin in one hand and Murong Xian'er in the other. He had no chance to fight back. At this moment, the old man in white robe also picked up the pipa and started playing.

It was a song of ambushing on all sides. Everyone felt extremely painful when they heard it. Wherever the sound wave passed, whether it was trees or big rocks, they all turned into a piece of powder. Xiao Chen was even more evasive on the stage, and it was really like he was trapped in ambushing on all sides.

Luo Shangyan was frightened in the distance, but she knew that not only did she not have any effect in the past, but instead made Xiao Chen even more bound.

Seeing that the old man in red robe and the old man in black robe were about to take action, Murong Xian'er hurriedly said, "Brother Xiao Chen, please put me down, they can't hurt me!"

Xiao Chen knew that this would not be a solution after all. He pushed his sleeves and sent Murong Xian'er to a safe corner. Then he immediately turned around and pulled the strings of Fuxi Qin Shaogong. Suddenly, the world changed color, the wind was howling, and white lights suddenly came, as if all the surrounding energy had gathered.

The entire mountain gate square was reflected incredibly dazzling, and Xiao Chen was like a god of war. Many people present only heard about how powerful the divine zither was, but they had never really seen it. At this moment, they were in the scene, and under the mighty power of Fuxi Qin, they all felt a shock in their hearts.

Many palaces had already started to shake, and the four elders had never expected that this power would be so powerful. Xiao Chen slowly aimed the strings at the old man in the green robe. Seeing this, the old man in the green robe immediately turned pale and did not care about the sound of the flute. He turned his body and wanted to escape from a distance. But no matter how fast he was, how could he be able to let Xiao Chen loosen the strings?
Chapter completed!