The Ghost Lord felt unbearable pain all over his body.

He could not believe that Lin Fei's only one sword caused him to be injured so tragically.

He has the fifth level of the Immortal King's strength, and even Song Heling, the chief sect of the Taishang Palace, could not hurt him at all.

But Lin Fei's sword made him miserable.

The hair was disheveled, the body was covered in scars, the blood was mottled, and the kneeling on the ground was like a slave praying to the winner for life.

shame!

This is a shame that the Ghost Lord never felt.

He held his hands tightly, and the joints of his palms were clenching with a crackling sound because of hatred and anger.

He slowly raised his head, his eyes filled with blood, and he was about to summon the Eye of Hell to deal with Lin Fei.

At this moment, the sound of breaking through the air was heard, and more than a dozen figures flew out of the square.

These dozen figures are Song Heling, the chief sect of the Taishang Palace, Song Shanqing, Song Chaoyin, Song Zhuqing and others.

Moreover, more than a thousand disciples of the Taishang Palace appeared in the sky, and they lined up in the air, as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Yun Jian, how are you? Is there anything wrong?" Song Chaoyin was shocked when she saw the scarred ghost master kneeling on one knee, and she strode forward and shouted anxiously at the ghost master.

Only then did the Ghost Lord discover that a group of important figures in the Supreme Palace were present. A light flashed in his eyes and a plan came to his mind.

"Father, Lin Fei caught me here and wanted to kill me. If you hadn't come, I'd probably die here today." The Ghost Lord immediately complained to Song Chaoyin.

A glimmer of hatred appeared in Song Chaoyin's eyes, and she looked at Lin Fei and said, "You demon, you don't count on killing my two sons, but you also want to kill my last son!"

Lin Fei stood with a sword, his expression was calm and his eyes were calm. He looked at Song Chaoyin and said, "Song Chaoyin, I have told you that your other two sons died under the attack of the Red Flame Unicorn Dragon, not killed by me.

Also, your last son is not your real son. He is the Ghost Lord and has taken your son's body."

Hearing this, Song Chaoyin was shocked and her eyes suddenly fell on the Ghost Lord's face, as if she wanted to know if what Lin Fei said was true?

The Ghost Lord looked unjust and said to Song Chaoyin: "Father, I have always been Yun Jian. I am your son. Can't you still feel that I am Yun Jian? Lin Fei clearly wants to frame me because he is the real Ghost Lord."

Song Chaoyin's face suddenly showed a look of enlightenment and said, "Yes, how could I not know my son? I know all the voices of my son and my son's thoughts."

Then he looked at Lin Fei sharply and said ruthlessly: "But you, since you appeared at Wenlong Peak, all kinds of things have happened. First, I lost two sons outside of Western Xinjiang, and then you injured all the Song family children of our Taishang Palace. Finally, the heads of the Taishang Palace were seriously injured by you.

If you are not a Ghost Lord, how could there be so many changes in Taishang Palace and Wenlong Summit?”

Lin Fei really couldn't explain why the Songyun Sword in front of him was obviously the Ghost Lord, but he still maintained the original Songyun Sword's voice and even thoughts.

He also knew that it was very difficult to make the people of the Taishang Palace believe that the Songyun Sword is the Ghost Lord, and it was hard to explain it clearly.

So, Lin Fei looked at Song Chaoyin and said, "It is not easy to know if this Songyun Sword is a ghost master. As long as I shoot another sword, I will know everything."

As soon as the words fell, Lin Fei raised the Immortal Emperor's Soul-Devouring Sword in his hand and pointed at the Ghost Lord from afar.

The Immortal Emperor's Soul-Devouring Sword exuded a golden halo, and a vast momentum of destruction of the sky immediately enveloped the entire courtyard.

All the people in the Supreme Palace suddenly felt a shocking pressure.

Even Song Heling, the chief sect of the Taishang Palace, couldn't help but feel trembling: What a powerful pressure!

"Lin Fei, don't be crazy!" At this moment, Song Heling could no longer bear it and shouted angrily.

Lin Fei looked at Song Heling and found that Song Heling's cultivation strength was the strongest among all the people in the Taishang Palace in the courtyard, and his cultivation level reached the ninth level of the Immortal.

"Grand Master, do you think I am the Ghost Lord?" Lin Fei asked at Song Heling.

Song Heling said in a majestic voice: "You are a ghost master or not, but you are not allowed to hurt Yun Jian again. If you put down the sword in your hand now and follow me to the Taishang Palace, I will find out this matter clearly and will never wrongly accuse anyone of innocent people."

Although he was righteous and looked fair and trustworthy, he didn't think so in his heart. What he thought was that Lin Fei injured so many people in the Song family, and even made Song Liuquan lose his life.

Therefore, no matter whether Lin Fei is a ghost master or not, he will never give up Lin Fei easily.

He was also full of interest in the fairy sword in Lin Fei's hand. You should know that before on the Tai Shang Peak, he sensed the powerful sword intent that swept the darkness.

If that sword intent was emitted by this immortal sword, it would be a supreme immortal sword.

Lin Fei saw everything Song Heling thought clearly, and a cold sneer appeared on his face: "It turns out that the master is still very interested in the fairy sword in my hand?"

Song Heling couldn't help but be shocked. How could Lin Fei know what he was thinking?

"Is the Great Master thinking? How could I know what you are thinking? Haha, I also know the Great Master. Although he said he would be fair for me and would not be wronged, he wanted to avenge your injured sons and grandchildren and wanted to kill me. Is it right?" Lin Fei said with a smile.

Song Heling was completely stunned.

Is this Lin Fei a devil?

How did he know what he was thinking?

Song Chaoyin, Song Zhuqing and others were surprised to think from Song Heling's face, could not help but think, could Lin Fei really guess Song Heling's thoughts?

It would be terrible if Lin Fei could really guess someone else’s inner thoughts.

Song Heling reacted and immediately looked angry and scolded Lin Fei, "Lin Fei, what are you talking about? As the chief sect of the Taishang Palace, am I such a narrow-minded person?"

"Since the great master said that he was so noble, then all the grievances between me and you Taishang Palace will be eliminated in one go. You have no objection to go your own way, right?" Lin Fei said sarcastically.

Song Heling's face darkened and said, "Lin Fei, I only said that he would handle this matter fairly and justly. As for whether you have been falsely accused, I still need to verify it myself. So before finding out the truth, you can only follow me to the Taishang Palace, and you can't go there either."
Chapter completed!