Sima Xuan was furious at this time: "Yue Xingheng, what do you mean? Kill my disciples of the Cangjian Sect on the territory of my Cangjian Sect. Do you want to challenge the majesty of my Cangjian Sect?"

Yue Xingheng said without fear: "It's normal for swords to have no eyes. Has there been casualties in the competition? Haven't your Sword Clan ever died in the competition? I didn't mean to щwwlā"

Sima Xuan was stunned when he heard this, because what Yue Xingheng said was indeed reasonable. The casualties in the competition were indeed not accidental, especially among immortals with similar levels. It is normal for the death toll and the casualties were caused by the red eyes.

But Sima Xuan quickly defended: "But I had already admitted defeat for Cui Hongyang just now, but you still used this killer. Besides, your cultivation is far better than Cui Hongyang. You can defeat him without hurting him. You are obviously doing this on purpose!"

Who knew that Yue Xingheng still said indifferently: "Hmph! It's ridiculous. I, Yue Xingheng, have always been cautious and careful. As the saying goes, the lion fights with all his strength and I will do my best to deal with my opponent who is not as good as my cultivation level. As for the concealment that Sima Sect just now, I have never heard of someone else who needs to admit defeat during the competition! Could it be that your Sword Cangshen Sect has such rules?"

Yue Xingheng's defense was right, and Sima Xuan couldn't catch any handle. The leader of the Iron Sword Sect also made a smooth move: "Sima, since there are always casualties in the competition, Yue Xingheng must have done it on purpose. I think it's all right. The noble family is a big business, so you won't even be able to afford to die a disciple, right?"

These words even sprinkled salt on the wounds of the Cangjian Sect. For a moment, the crowd of the Cangjian Sect was excited and clamored to kill the people from the Iron Sword Sect.

But Yue Xingheng and others were not afraid because they knew that the most important thing among these major sects was to be famous, just like they could kill people on the ring, but they would never make trouble under the ring.

Of course, Sima Xuan also understood this truth and shouted at the indignant disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect: "Everyone is quiet! Get rid of Cui Hongyang's disciples first. Our Tibetan Sword Sect will never tolerate those who have bad intentions. Let's wait and see!"

Sima Xuan finally calmed down a little after talking about the many disciples of the Tibetan Sword Sect, but the eyes of the Tiejian Sect were still filled with a hint of hatred.

Sima Xuan put away Cui Hongyang's soul and then found Yuan Xiaotian and Murong Ningyue and said, "Are you two sure to defeat Yue Xingheng?"

Just now, Cui Hongyang's miserable situation Yuan Xiaotian and Murong Ningyue were also witnessed. Murong Ningyue's face was very ugly at this time.

From a certain perspective, the culprit of Cui Hongyang's death was Murong Ningyue. If Murong Ningyue had not taught Yue Xingheng a lesson in the Death Desert, Yue Xingheng would not have had such a great hatred for the Sword Cang Sect. Cui Hongyang might not have died. Thinking of this, Murong Ningyue felt guilty.

But Murong Ningyue did not regret her actions. If time could be repeated, he would not only teach Yue Xingheng a lesson like that, but even kill her directly, and would never give him the chance to make trouble today.

But at this point, it is irreversible. The only thing Murong Ningyue can do is kill Yue Xingheng and avenge Cui Hongyang.
Chapter completed!