Chapter 315
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Upon hearing this, Xu Taiping furrowed his brows.
“It seems you have a misunderstanding. I picked up this half of the golden lock by chance.”
As he spoke, he took a step back and placed his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist.
“You’re lying！”
The girl in the yellow shirt snorted coldly, and then took out half of an identical golden lock from her sleeve. Then, with a slightly trembling voice, she said：
“This is called the Soul-Chasing Lock. When the disciples of our Pure Yang Sword Sect go out, they will all carry half of it on their bodies, and put the other half in the hands of their trusted fellow disciples. Once they die, the fellow disciples can use the other half of the Soul-Chasing Lock to find the murderer！”
When she said this, she threw out the half of the Soul-Chasing Lock she had taken from Xu Taiping’s hand.
Then it was seen that the Soul-Chasing Lock really began to rotate around Xu Taiping and the stone pillar behind him.
Seeing this, Xu Taiping suddenly understood in his heart.
He thought to himself, I said why I don’t remember the origin of this golden lock. It turns out it came up on its own initiative.
However, it now seems that this golden lock is not really following him, but the Senior Amon behind him.
After all, it was he who killed the man.
“Senior Brother Sun, Senior Brother Zhao, I’ve found the murderer who killed Senior Brother Chen Sheng！”
Just as Xu Taiping was thinking about how to explain that Chen Sheng was killed because he had fallen into magic and was thus purged by Amon of your Pure Yang Sword Sect, the girl suddenly waved to two disciples of the Pure Yang Sword Sect who were walking towards this side.
The ages of these two people were also around seventeen or eighteen years old, but they looked much more mature than the girl.
And upon hearing the girl’s words, the expressions of the two Pure Yang Sword Sect disciples both changed simultaneously.
Then the figures of the two people left an afterimage in place and suddenly flew to in front of Xu Taiping, surrounding him tightly.
“Fellow cultivators, do you think with my cultivation base, I could be a match for your Senior Brother Chen Sheng？”
Xu Taiping looked calmly at the three people in front of him.
After thinking it over and over again, he still decided to stall for a little time first, and wait for the Yellow Sparrow to come and let him help himself deal with it.
If the identity of Senior Amon were really exposed here, I’m afraid it would cause even greater chaos.
After hearing Xu Taiping’s words, the two newly arrived Pure Yang Sword Sect disciples were also stunned for a moment.
Because judging from the fluctuation of aura currently emanating from Xu Taiping’s body, he was at most just a beginner in the Wang You Realm, far inferior to Chen Sheng’s peak in the Wang You Realm.
Logically speaking, with this kind of cultivation base, it was impossible to be a match for Chen Sheng.
The two people looked at each other and doubts arose in their hearts simultaneously.
“Senior Brother Sun, Senior Brother Zhao, he is a demonic cultivator！”
Just at this moment, the girl in the yellow shirt, excitedly pointed at Xu Taiping with her finger and said.
Upon hearing this, the expressions of the two Pure Yang Sword Sect disciples suddenly showed a look of realization.
“Ceng！”
The two people simultaneously pulled out the long swords behind them and, together with the girl in the yellow shirt, blocked off all of Xu Taiping’s escape routes.
Fellow Daoists of the Nine Mansions, this son is a spy of the You. My senior brother Chen Sheng has been killed by him. I hope fellow Daoists can help me capture this son!
After the girl in yellow shirt and the two senior brothers pulled out their swords to block Xu Taiping’s retreat, she shouted again at the onlookers around her.
Among the people present, many monks’ fellow disciples died at the hands of the demons. Therefore, after hearing the girl in yellow shirt’s request for help, they all indignantly pulled out their weapons and surrounded Xu Taiping.
Xu Taiping secretly counted. There were at least thirty people.
”Why didn’t you all show such unity during the Blood Moon Tide before？”
He secretly taunted these people in his heart.
Except for a very small number who relied on their own strength and cultivation, the vast majority survived the Blood Moon Tide by hiding and not coming out.
And he, who had actually fought against the demons, was actually wrongly accused of being a demon cultivator. Even if his state of mind was as peaceful as possible, he would still be a little unhappy more or less.
”The Jade Qing Layman has awakened. If I were a demon cultivator, do you think he would let me be teleported here？”
Although he was a little unhappy in his heart, Xu Taiping still remained very calm.
Hearing Xu Taiping’s words, many monks also hesitated.
Fellow daoists, don’t listen to his. Among the demonic cultivators, we have encountered, which one isn’t extremely good at disguise?
The young girl in yellow snorted coldly.
After saying this, her aura suddenly rose sharply, and then with a “clang” sound, she stabbed at Xu Taiping with a sword.
Obviously, the death of her senior brother Chen Sheng had made her so angry that she had lost her rationality. After determining that Xu Taiping was the murderer, she was unwilling to listen to any more words of rebuttal.
“Shua！”
The girl was indeed a genius disciple of the Pure Yang Sword Sect. Although this sword was not as good as that of Chen Sheng, the sword momentum and sword intent had already reached a certain level of proficiency, even Xu Taiping did not dare to be negligent.
“Clang！”
Xu Taiping pulled out the Spring Tiger at his waist, accumulated momentum with his will in an extremely short time, and slashed at the sword shadow stabbed by the girl with a knife.
“Boom！”
Although his injuries were still recovering, because he had gained something in the crypt, Xu Taiping’s knife still easily broke the sword momentum of the girl in yellow, causing her to fly backwards with a “bang” sound.
Seeing this scene, the two senior brothers of the girl were first stunned, and then they both drew their swords at the same time.
Only hearing a “boom” sound, the sword qi stabbed by the long swords in their hands, under the urging of their sword momentum and sword intent, was like a large net made of sword awns covering Xu Taiping.
“Zhi！ …”
Before the sword net could fall, the chirping of a cicada suddenly rang out.
Immediately after, the two disciples of the Pure Yang Sword Sect felt as if their respective bodies were tightly grasped by an invisible big hand and could not move.
“Shua！”
At the same time, two knife shadows as thin as cicada wings swept away the sword net formed by the convergence of the two people’s sword qi, and finally slashed down from the top of the two people’s heads.
This knife strike was naturally the Cicada Cry Style of the Demon-Slaying Knife.
However, Xu Taiping held back a little and did not use the Hundred Cicadas Chirping Together, but only used two cicadas.
“Boom！”
But even so, after having a new understanding of the saber intent and saber momentum from the soul consciousness of the martyrs of the Jade Bone Grass, it was still easy to split the body-protecting sword qi on the two disciples of the Pure Yang Sword Sect.
“Zheng！”
However, just as this knife was about to seriously injure the two disciples, a sword qi descended from the sky like a waterfall and directly shattered Xu Taiping’s cicada wing knife shadow.
Immediately afterwards, a young Taoist boy who looked only twelve or thirteen years old descended from the sky and blocked in front of the two people.
“Little junior brother！”
After seeing the young Taoist boy, the girl in the yellow shirt immediately showed ecstasy on her face.
However, the young Taoist boy ignored the girl in the yellow shirt and instead looked fixedly at Xu Taiping, as if wanting to see through Xu Taiping completely.
While the young Taoist boy was sizing up Xu Taiping, Xu Taiping was also sizing him up.
“Little junior brother？ This little fellow, couldn’t he be Xiao Ye, the sword bone of the Pure Yang Sword Sect who is a once-in-a-century talent？”
Xu Taiping muttered in his heart.
