"Looking at your appearance, you are also an innocent little girl, but how can you be so cruel? That is the life of a city, a living life. How can you do it?"

People from several other sects also looked angry and heartbroken.

"I drank wine with the elders of the Dongtian family a few days ago. What a kind person he was! He actually died at the hands of such a poisonous woman."

"Although Lord Liu is living in a quiet place, our Chu family is asking for a visit, and he will still provide us with magic weapons with talisman arrays."

"How could there be such a vicious woman in the world?"

"Haha, if they were not vicious, how could they be called female devils? They regard human lives in Yicheng as ants and kill them at will. We think they are not vicious, but crazy."

"What is the difference between this kind of behavior and the demon race? Haha, no wonder they are called the Seven Demons of Xiaoyao. It turns out that they are really evil demons. If you want me to say that if you are a demon, you should be punished!!"

The discussions around him became louder and louder, and he was also filled with righteous indignation.

Hundreds of cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage and above surrounded them, looking like they were filled with righteous indignation and wanted to claim justice.

The anger in Leng Yumo's eyes almost turned into substance and erupted.

As soon as she mentioned the Red Lotus Sword, she was about to rush out, but was stopped by Mu Yan.

Mu Yan's eyes swept over everyone present, and smiled faintly: "I heard the tone of the seniors, it seems that my personal relationship with people in Fusang City is good!"

Li Anyang said calmly: "Fusang City is a first-class family in the western land of Ziyun Realm. It has always been kind and righteous. Although we are not selfless people, we must not watch them die tragically. Jun Muyan, you'd better let it go..."

Before Li Anyang could finish his words, Mu Yan had already interrupted him lightly, "Since the relationship is good, I guess, I will probably know what kind of life the women in Fusang City live, right?"

Li Anyang's voice stopped and his eyes unconsciously glanced at the side.

The others present, especially the male cultivators, all showed a little embarrassed expression and coughed gently.

Looking at their performance, Mu Yan's expression became colder little by little, "Since I knew it, I turned a blind eye and even helped the evil. As a hypocrite like you, I would be embarrassed to talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality with me?! Are you worthy?!"

Li Anyang and others' faces turned blue and white.

After a while, someone had a little confidence to refute, "That's the tradition of Fusang City. How can we outsiders interfere? Those women stayed in Fusang City... were also voluntary."

"Volunteering?! You fuckingly say volunteering to me!!" Leng Yumo could no longer help, and slashed at the person who was talking hard, "I chopped off your dog's head, and you fuckingly say volunteering to me!!"

The red lotus soul-snatching sword shone brightly, slashing towards the crowd like a slaughter.

The Nascent Soul monk was so scared that his face changed drastically and he ran away with his head in his arms.

Everyone was shocked by the Xiaoyao Sect's behavior of fighting when they were disagreeing.

Li Anyang looked at the ruins below and couldn't help but take a step back, gritted his teeth and said, "Even if those women are not voluntary, they can only blame them for their bad luck... The world of cultivators is the prey of the jungle. They, they enter Fusang City, are their lives."

The curve of Mu Yan's mouth became more and more sarcastic, "Yes, the strong prey on the weak is natural. Fusang City wants to attack me, but unfortunately they are weak and I am strong, so in the end the entire Fusang City was slaughtered by me. This can only be blamed for their own bad luck. Several seniors, do you think so?"
Chapter completed!