Chu Jingzhe smiled, "This is all a misunderstanding, you don't have to take it to your heart!"

Everyone was in a position of fault and made the worst plan in their hearts. As a result, Chu Jingzhe did not pursue the matter, but instead stood up to plead for them.

While Huang Xiao and others were grateful, their evaluation of Chu Jingzhe was a little higher.

They have experienced this person's strength before. With his cultivation level below the holy realm, he suppressed more than a dozen holy realm powerhouses and took over the two swords of the Great Saint Huang Xiao without dying. Looking at the thousand years, there are still few of them.

Then, the group retreated aside, and Huang Xiao shouted coldly at the outside of the hall, "Bring in!"

Soon, a young man with a depressed look and eyes was dragged in by two people.

This person is nothing but Li Jiang.

"You are evil, don't kneel down!"

Huang Xiao shouted coldly, and Li Jiang fell to his knees directly on the ground.

Ding Nanjian, who was sitting above, glanced at him lightly, then put down the teacup and asked, "Which peak is from?"

"Back, go back to the head, Li Jiang, a disciple under Taixuan Peak!" Li Jiang knelt on the ground, trembling all over.

"You have seen Mr. Chu use his own eyes to perform his magic skills and harm innocent people?" Ding Nanjian's voice was dull, but invisibly, it put a huge pressure on Li Jiang, as if a mountain was pressing on him, making him almost breathless.

"No, no..."

In front of Ding Nanjian, he didn't dare to speak nonsense.

"Then why do you slander him?" Ding Nanjian asked again.

"I..." Li Jiang was speechless.

However, Li Hengfeng, who was standing in the crowd, walked out with murderous intent on his face, pointed at Li Jiang and scolded.

"You, you evil disciple, have you said confidently before, using your head to guarantee it?"

After being asked by his master, Li Jiang's face was ashamed. Finally, he mustered up the courage and answered in a low voice.

"When my disciple saw him, there was a sucked corpse beside him, which looked like he was swallowed by the Demon Devouring Art. Moreover, there was a magical aura in his body, so..."

"So you just take your own initiative and open your mouth?" Li Hengfeng asked furiously.

"Did you forget how your teacher teaches you? As a sword cultivator, you should be open and upright and stick to your true heart...but what about you?"

"Master, I was confused for a while. Moreover, I was bewitched by Zhou Xiaoqing. I begged Master to be kind to me and I will circumvent my disciple this time!"

Li Jiang hugged his master's legs and begged hard.

Even ants live in silence, let alone humans?

Even though he knew that he had caused a huge disaster this time, Li Jiang's strong survival instinct told him that he had to fight for it.

Li Hengfeng looked up at the dome, and his heart was extremely conflicted.

Li Jiang has been in the art for nearly twenty years. Although his talent is not the most outstanding, he has taught him step by step. If it weren't for the iron rules of the school, how could he bear to destroy his relatives for justice as a teacher?

"The disaster you caused by yourself cannot save you!" Li Hengfeng said gritting his teeth.

Then he clasped his fists at Ding Nanjian above, "Please decide!"

Ding Nanjian did not immediately express his opinion, but picked up the tea cup, slowly blew the tea leaves, and drank a sip, saying, "Do not waste your cultivation and expel it from Wanjian Pavilion!"

A short sentence is equivalent to finalizing the fate of Li Jiang.

When Li Jiang heard this, he felt as if he had been taken away and was stunned.

"Abide by the order of the head teacher!" Li Hengfeng replied.

He retracted his gaze and looked at Li Jiang, who was kneeling on the ground like a walking corpse, and then slowly closed his eyes.

"boom……"

Li Hengfeng slapped Li Jiang's Tianling Gave with a palm, and an invisible sword energy directly penetrated Li Jiang's body.

The sword energy was extremely sharp and directly shattered Li Jiang's meridians and the sea of ​​Qi in his body.

Li Jiang twitched all over and fell to the ground.

He knew that no one could blame others for all this, but he could only blame himself for not sticking to his original intention and justice, which ended up like this.

Chu Jingzhe saw the whole process, but he did not stop him.

If Li Jiang had been willing to tell the truth, instead of following Zhou Xiaoqing and others to turn the black and white, this series of things would not have happened.

Chu Jingzhe asked himself that he was not a rude man, and he always felt that since he had done something wrong, he had to bear the corresponding responsibilities.

Li Jiang was carried out and deprived of his sword. Even the Wanjian Pavilion's waist card and uniform were taken back. From now on, he had no connection with Wanjian Pavilion.

But the hall also ignored it, and the atmosphere was solemn.

Even Ding Nanjian felt uncomfortable inside.

After all, Li Jiang is a disciple of Wanjian Pavilion. Apart from such things, his teachers and his sect are responsible. Perhaps it is because they are negligent in discipline.

Or maybe they pay too much attention to the talent and cultivation progress of their disciples, but ignore the most basic moral and mental education, so this happens.

Outside the hall, Zhou Xiaoqing and others who were kneeling in a row had already had their knees numb, but in comparison, their uneasiness and anxiety were much more.

At this moment, they saw Li Jiang who was taken in and were carried out. Everyone immediately took a breath and sweated all over.

At the same time, Zhou Xiaoqing glanced at him and happened to see Li Jiang's hanging head, his vicious eyes staring at him.

For a moment, Zhou Xiaoqing felt like she was being targeted by an evil ghost, and her whole body was creepy.

In this way, Li Jiang's hanging head passed by Zhou Xiaoqing, who only felt furrowed all over his body and felt extremely uncomfortable.

At this moment, another team of sword cultivators from Wanjian Pavilion came forward, without saying anything, and directly brought them into the hall.

Faced with so many strong men and Ding Nanjian, the great sword saint, they knelt on the ground and couldn't help but tremble.

It was not until this moment that they truly realized what a tremendous disaster they had caused today.

Then, they raised their fearful eyes and happened to see Chu Jingzhe sitting with a group of big shots, and were even more shocked.

You know, any one of them is a famous strong man in this hall, but the one who is truly qualified to sit down is the real giant.

As a young junior, Chu Jingzhe was actually qualified to be on par with these giants. This alone made them terrified to death.

In fact, whether it is the disciples of the back mountain or the real person who protects the tripod in Xiling Beast Mountain, Chu Jingzhe has a very high seniority, and it is reasonable to be on par with everyone present.

Chu Jingzhe drank tea calmly and didn't even look at them.

No one spoke at the scene, which made the atmosphere here even more solemn.

Finally, Chu Jingzhe slowly put down his teacup and asked, "If Chu remembers correctly, this is our first meeting, let alone having grudges. Then, why do you guys turn things around and slander me, Chu?"
Chapter completed!