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Chapter 1804 Collective pressure(2/2)

Zuo Yang was stopped by these words and asked for evidence, but there really wasn't any.
Although everyone knows what's going on, in a life-and-death crisis situation, everyone is focused on escaping for their own lives. Who would care about the lives of others.
"Two elders of Yin and Yang, you are using strong words to make excuses!"
Lao Kaiyu spoke. He was the mentor and it was the most appropriate thing to say. Xiang Zicheng was the owner of Xiangjiazhuang. If he spoke at this time, he would undoubtedly be on the opposite side of Donghuang Pavilion.
"As long as we can produce substantive evidence to prove that Liu Wuxie is not at fault, we will naturally not pursue the case."
The old man Yin said with a sad smile.
"We were at the scene that day. Liu Wuxie, a murderous maniac, was capable of ruthlessly killing even ordinary students."
Three monks ran over from a distance. Their cultivation level was average, they only had the spirit fairy realm, and they were also in the depression that day.
The surrounding students and instructors looked at each other in confusion, and things became even more complicated and confusing.
Who is wrong and who is right.
Some people said that Liu Wuxie was forced to kill people, and the three people who suddenly appeared said that Liu Wuxie was a murderer.
Only they know best who is telling the truth and who is lying.
"Have you heard that these three monks were in the depression that day and saw Liu Wuxie murder with their own eyes? Now that there are witnesses, should Qingyan Dojo continue to protect them?"
Yang Lao pointed at the three monks and said righteously.
Zuo Yang's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and he couldn't help but look behind Nanhu.
"Liu Wuxie, you are not worthy of being a mentor. If I were you, I should commit suicide on the spot right now, so that the students who died can be avenged."
Several students standing behind Wei Wenbin stood up and called Liu Wuxie by name, telling him to commit suicide on the spot.
Ye Linghan was extremely anxious and looked at Liu Wuxie.
The strange thing is that there is no trace of worry in Liu Wuxie's eyes, but instead there is a hint of ridicule in the corner of his mouth.
"Elder Zuo Yang, please step aside. I want to avenge the dead disciples of the clan."
Shen Guang took advantage of the victory and pursued it, adding fuel to the fire and putting constant pressure on Zuo Yang.
Zhu Chaoyang and others were approaching Liu Wuxie step by step, waiting for an opportunity to take action.
With so many masters, Zuo Yang and Ye Linghan alone could not resist them.
"Second uncle, you must protect Assistant Liu."
Xiang Rulong walked behind his second uncle and whispered.
Xiang Zicheng nodded. He came here this time to ask Liu Wuxie for help. Naturally, he couldn't watch Liu Wuxie die here.
The situation was extremely unfavorable to Liu Wuxie.
"I have proof!"
At this moment, a voice came from the edge of the South Lake, and a man and a woman strode towards this side.
Seeing the person coming, Liu Wuxie's eyes narrowed, and then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The Yin and Yang elders looked at the young man and woman and couldn't help but frown slightly.
The man's appearance is majestic, while the woman's appearance is elegant. At first glance, it is obvious that she comes from a famous family.
"Who are they and why have I never seen them before?"
These two people were obviously not from Qingyan Dojo, neither students nor instructors.


Chapter completed!
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