Yin Moyin and Yin Xiaolou rushed over as soon as they heard the noise. Some people in the distance who had not gone far also came over curiously because they felt the momentum that Lu Feng had previously exploded.

"What happened?"

Yin Xiaolou looked at Li Qiuhe who was lying on the ground with some panic, and looked at Jun Ziyi and the other three with questioning eyes.

Yin Moyin frowned and looked at Lu Feng, and asked seriously: "Isn't that terrifying sword intent that appeared just now the work of a senior?"

Although it was only a startling glimpse from a long distance, Yin Moyin asked himself that the intensity he sensed when the sword intent was affected would definitely not be inferior to any of the seven levels of sword intent.

It is certain that a being who can erupt with such sword intent must have achieved a level of swordsmanship that has exceeded the swordless realm.

With such an existence, it does not seem to be very difficult to protect Jun Ziyi to break through the sevenfold sword intention.

For a moment, Yin Moyin couldn't help but be extremely curious about the identity of the white-haired old man in the wheelchair.

If this person is close to Jun Ziyi and his like, and it is because she is a close confidant of her own, rather than belonging to the Jun family, then it may not necessarily be of no benefit to the Tianye Sword Sect if Ye Yujian belongs to Jun Ziyi.

However, he still had some doubts in his heart about the scene where Ye Yujian finally took the initiative to recognize his master.

Even if the old man has a swordsmanship that far exceeds that of ordinary people, he should not be able to let Ye Yujian perform like this.

Jun Ziyi calmed down her mind. Because Lu Feng had deliberately avoided protecting her, she had not been directly impacted by the sword intent. However, just the residual power affected her, and she was still greatly shocked. For a time, she felt as if

Back when facing the Styx Sword Intent.

After calming down, he looked around at the increasingly noisy scene.

Jun Ziyi, who was afraid that Lu Feng's identity would be discovered, shouted loudly: "There's nothing interesting to see. Let's all disperse."

Then he replied to Yin Moyin: "It was Mr. Su who took action just now. He is a guest who lives in seclusion on the ancestral mountain of my Jun family. He has always been withdrawn and does not like to communicate and contact with others. Other than that, it is difficult for me to tell you.

Please forgive me."

When Yin Moyin and others heard this, the surprise and doubt in their eyes diminished a bit.

The crowd around him did not disperse, but several figures stood out.

"The young master of my sect was injured like this by you, shouldn't you give me an explanation?"

Those who came forward were several elders from Huanjian Villa.

Jun Ziyi snorted coldly, stepped forward, put the Ye Yu sword on Li Qiuhe's head, and shouted angrily: "This person just planned to steal my Ye Yu sword, even if I kill him on the spot, you

What can Huanjian Villa say? What can it dare to say?"

"Nonsense!" the leader of the elders said angrily: "Young master of the village has always acted openly and aboveboard, how could he do such a despicable thing? You must not insult the reputation of our sect."

"Open and aboveboard? Thank you for having the nerve to say it!" Jun Ziyi laughed angrily and patted Li Qiuhe's head hard with his sword scabbard. Seeing him fainting like a dead fish, he said with disdain: "If you guys continue to do this

If you're stubborn, I'm going to ask someone to perform that soul-searching technique in public, and let's see if I have wronged you, the young master of the clan!"

Lu Feng calmly watched Jun Ziyi's confrontation with everyone in a clear and logical manner. Looking at Jun Ziyi who was now able to stand on his own without even realizing it, a hint of relief appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said, "No need to go to such trouble."

Jun Ziyi was stunned for a moment, and when he saw Lu Feng's gaze pointing to the side to cut off his limbs, he understood instantly.

He stepped forward and kicked the severed arm in front of the spectators.

He said loudly: "This is the hand that was chopped off by the person who attacked me with the intention of grabbing the sword. The ring on it presumably holds clues to that person's identity. Can I break it open and let everyone take a look?"

Several elders of Huanjian Villa were completely speechless at this time. As early as they heard Junzi Yi vowing to mention the soul-searching technique, they had begun to murmur in their hearts. When they saw the familiar broken arm, they were stunned.

After the previous team came to accept the instructions from their companions, their hearts became completely cold.

After a brief silence.

The leader of the elders said with embarrassment: "The severed arm indeed seems to belong to a guest invited by our village. This person must have deceived the young master of the village, and this misunderstanding occurred."

The gentleman was reasonable and said unsympathetically: "So you have admitted that Huanjian Villa intends to rob my Ye Yu sword?"

Yin Moyin and Yin Xiaolou both had anger on their faces at this moment, and they both stared at Huanjian Villa.
Chapter completed!