The myth of crossing the heavens

Chapter 25

On the other side, Linghu Chong was fighting fiercely with three Songshan disciples.

He has no cheats, he can win quickly against one person, but can only win a draw against three people.

Even at a disadvantage.

"Elder Brother, let me help you!"

Yue Lingshan suddenly shouted coquettishly, holding a bright sword and rushing towards the battle circle.

The expressions of Yi Qingchen and Linghu Chong changed immediately.

The little junior sister has only learned martial arts for a few months, she is young and has a fart fighting power.

"Little Junior Sister, hurry back!"

Yi Qingchen yelled loudly, the long sword protruded sharply to cut back the opponent, turned around and rushed towards Yue Lingshan.

But he was still a beat behind.

The disciples of Songshan came to their senses and immediately dispatched people to deal with Yue Lingshan.

Dealing with the little girl is false, distracting Yi Qingchen and Linghu Chong's attention is true.

Ding!
In the first move of the fight, Yue Lingshan was sent flying with the long sword by Liu Songyi.

Liu Songyi laughed loudly: "It turns out that Huashan Sect still has baby disciples like you, so go back quickly."

Yue Lingshan was stunned, momentarily at a loss.

It was Yi Qingchen who rushed to her side, stretched out his hand to pick her up, and swept the long sword across.

The golden goose turned into the sky!

Before Liu Songyi could see the path of the sword clearly, he was chopped off by the sword.

Dust rose from Yi Qingchen's feet, and then crashed into Linghu Chong's battle circle.

'Cangsong Welcomes Guests' forced one person away, and then joined forces with Linghu Chong to knock down another person.

When Chen Tong and the others arrived, there were only the three of them left in the Songshan School.

Yi Qingchen cuts her nails with a sword.

"Senior Brother Chen, six against two, the principles of your Songshan School don't seem to be in line with the rules."

Chen Tongqi's face was flushed red, he pointed at Yi Qingchen with his sword and said: "Your surname is Yi, don't run away if you have the ability, let's single out!"

"Don't do it, if it hurts you, wouldn't it damage the friendship of our Five Sacred Sword Sect?"

Yi Qingchen shook his head, exchanged winks with Linghu Chong, picked up the sword and handed it to Yue Lingshan, and walked to Yiqi Sword Hall.

"Wait a minute!"

Chen Tong chased after the three of them with big strides, and blocked them with a long sword: "This matter is not over yet..."

Swish!Swish!Swish!
There were three soft sounds, and three cold lights pierced towards Chen Tong.

Chen Tong was shocked, and swung his sword to resist.

Linghu Chong's main attack caught Chen Tong's attention.

Yi Qingchen slapped Chen Tong's wrist with a sword, knocking his long sword flying.

Yue Lingshan pierced Chen Tong's chest with a sword.

"Senior Brother Chen!"

Several disciples of the Songshan sect turned pale with fright, and rushed forward to hug Chen Tong one after another.

Yi Qingchen stomped his feet and said: "Brother Chen, why did you attack suddenly, we subconsciously counterattacked and injured you, what should we do?"

Yue Lingshan burst into tears: "Mother, Father, I killed someone..."

Just as Chen Tong was about to scold the Huashan faction for bullying the few, he asked his senior disciples to work hard together, but before he could swear, he was startled by Yue Lingshan's crying.

I'm not dead!
Ning Zhong rushed to Yue Lingshan in a gust of wind, grabbed Yue Lingshan and looked him up and down.

"Shan'er, where are you hurt?"

Yue Buqun and two middle-aged and elderly men followed closely behind.

Yue Lingshan cried and said, "Mother, I'm not injured. It's that Senior Brother Chen from the Songshan Sect. He suddenly jumped out and drew his sword to attack us. I stabbed him to death."

Ning Zhong turned his head and saw that Chen Tong's injury was far from his heart.

A sword in the chest is a serious injury, but it is not a fatal injury, and it will take a while to rest.

She couldn't laugh or cry, she pulled Yue Lingshan and said: "He is not dead, you are not good at learning, that sword is far away from the heart."

Yue Lingshan secretly looked at her finger through the cracks, and sobbed after seeing it clearly: "I was scared to death."

"You stabbed all the brothers of the Songshan School, and you're still crying!"

Yue Buqun said with a straight face, "Hurry up and apologize to the senior brothers of the Songshan School."

Yue Lingshan was startled, tried her best to hold back her crying, and couldn't help but twitch.

Linghu Chong couldn't see it, and stood up for Yue Lingshan.

"Master, it was Senior Brother Chen who suddenly blocked us, and Junior Sister was caught off guard and accidentally injured him. It's not Junior Sister's fault."

"Bastard!"

Yue Buqun was furious: "With a bit of martial arts, he acted recklessly and apologized quickly."

The faces of the two elders of the Songshan School turned dark, and the thin middle-aged man snorted coldly: "My disciples are not good at learning, so there is no need for an apology from my niece. Brother Yue, the letter from the leader has been delivered, please follow the order Let's go, don't delay."

Yue Buqun laughed and said: "My little girl is stubborn, thanks a lot to Senior Brother Fei, Yue can save what the leader Zuo said."

"Farewell!"

The thin man casually cupped his fists and left without looking back.

Yue Buqun stood where he was, without any intention of sending it off.

When the figures of several people disappeared, Yue Lingshan stopped crying and gave a mouthful.

"What the hell!"

Yue Buqun's expression was heavy, not as happy as Yue Lingshan's.

Yi Qingchen's heart skipped a beat, guessing that the Songshan School probably had very excessive demands.

Lao Yue glanced at Yi Qingchen and Linghu Chong, and suddenly snorted coldly: "You two are so courageous, how dare you disregard morality and injure fellow Songshan faction?"

Yi Qingchen knew that he couldn't hide it from his master and his wife, so he immediately admitted his mistake: "Master is very aware of the truth, I just don't like the arrogance of Songshan sect disciples and insulted Huashan Qingyu with words, so I took the initiative to teach them, I am willing to accept the punishment."

Linghu Chong followed suit: "I am willing too."

"You say you are willing, but you don't really want it in your heart?"

Yue Buqun looked at the two disciples coldly, and still said coldly: "I see that you keep saying that Mount Hua is famous, but you don't realize clearly that you are relying on force and acting recklessly."

"The disciples are terrified!"

Yi Qingchen's heart was shocked, and sweat was faintly visible on his forehead: "This disciple has made great progress in martial arts these days, so I can't help showing off, please punish me, master."

Linghu Chong was also in a cold sweat: "It's the same with disciples."

"Humph!"

Yue Buqun snorted coldly with satisfaction: "Even if you still have a little self-knowledge, you will go to the Siguo Cliff today to retreat and think about it, and you will not be allowed to come down until a month later."

Yi Qingchen and Linghu Chong said yes, but their moods were totally different.

Linghu Chong really regretted it.

Yi Qingchen remembered the cave on Siguo Cliff and the exquisite sword technique hidden in the cave.

The two of them packed up their things and went to Siguo Cliff that afternoon.

At this time of winter and spring communication, the cold wind howling on Siguo Cliff makes people shiver.

Yi Qingchen used her internal energy to resist the cold wind, but Linghu Chong didn't have this energy, and had already hid in the inner wall of the cave.

"Where is the cave where the ten elders of the Devil's Cult live?"

Yi Qingchen wandered around Siguoya, constantly looking at the scenery of Siguoya.

He remembered that the senior brother was dumped by his junior sister at that time, and he was upset that he accidentally hit and pierced the mountain wall.

Siguoya is not too big, so it is not troublesome to find it.

It's just that now the mountain wall is covered by heavy snow, and there is wind and wind watching in the dark, so it's definitely not good to look for it blatantly.

Yi Qingchen thought for a while, drew out his long sword and began to carve on the mountain wall.

Infused with internal force, the long sword passed through like cutting tofu.

(End of this chapter)