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Chapter 219: The Great Sui Demon Sect, Demon Hidden Lord

There is a small temple in the deserted mountain, covered with grass, and no one is burning incense on the wild path.

A dilapidated temple hidden in the deep forest and in disrepair.

In a dense cluster of bushes not far away.

"Old Huang, come on!"

"Sir, I don't know martial arts!"

"Do you want to watch a girl's innocence being tarnished?"

"No, sir, you see he is not ready to make a move yet, we can discuss the plan again."

"for example?"

"Move the reinforcements!"

Looking at the prince's gloomy gaze turning back to him, Lao Huang swallowed and hurriedly explained.

"What I mean is, we have encountered so many people from the underworld along the way. Although their purpose is to get the evil dragon treasure in Tianshan Piaomiao Peak, there are still several days before the treasure is opened. I think they should not mind cleaning up a few underworld scums while they are at it."

The prince frowned and began to think.

Old Huang added: "Think about it, those people are all disciples and descendants of their own sect. If they knew about this kind of thing, it is impossible for them not to take action, right? Otherwise, how can they still have the face to call themselves a famous and upright sect?"

"That makes sense." The prince nodded, "You go get some reinforcements, I'll stay here."

"what?"

"What? Hurry up and go!"

"Then you have to promise that you won't rush out alone!"

"Okay, I promise!"

Old Huang's eyelids jumped, and he didn't even dare to believe the punctuation marks. After hesitating for a moment, he took off the sword box, turned around and ran out quickly.

The weeds in the yard were as high as waist level, and light was seeping in from everywhere through the dilapidated window frames.

The Buddha statue was headless and its body was completely decayed.

On the haystack in the corner, Yi Lin's hands were tied behind her back. She forced her lips to purse tightly and dared not cry out loud. Tears rolled in her beautiful eyes, making her look pitiful.

Every time the shadow cast in the door shook, she would tremble and curl back in fear.

A tall middle-aged man in a black robe stood outside the door. He had a sinister smile on his face and his slender eyes were fixed on the sword in his hand.

He kept raising and lowering the sword, observing it carefully in the sunlight.

Suddenly, he swung his sword forward, and an arc of sword energy instantly cleared away the weeds in the yard. The stone pillars in the distance and the trees in the forest were cut off one after another, and the sword energy escaped into the forest and lingered for a long time.

Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Hahaha, what a great sword! It really is a great sword!"

When Yi Lin in the temple heard the sound, she was so frightened that her face turned pale.

"Junior brother, why are you so happy?"

A gentle voice came, with a smile.

The man in black robe turned around and saw a middle-aged man in green, with a gentle and elegant temperament like a scholar, walking slowly towards him.

"Haha, Senior Brother!" The black-robed man laughed. "Junior Brother has gained a lot on the road today. First, I got a beautiful and holy woman, and then I got this magic weapon. I am really happy, so I laughed out loud. I hope Senior Brother will forgive me."

Hearing this, the green-clothed man's thick brows moved slightly, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes, with a circle of purple light appearing in his pupils, which was extremely strange and terrifying.

He glanced at the sword in the black-robed man's hand, but he was not very interested, so he turned his head to look at the ruined temple: "Beauty, holiness?"

Seeing this, the man in black robes put away his sword and said, "Yes, Senior Brother, that girl is of top quality, but I am not in a hurry to do it. Please go ahead and pick her first."

The man in green raised his thick eyebrows, and then curled the corners of his mouth.

"Junior brother is thoughtful."

Having said that, he walked straight in without any further ado.

The man in black robe chuckled and followed closely behind.

As soon as the two men entered the room and saw their unusual looks, Yi Lin could no longer hold back her fear and screamed.

next moment.

"court death!"

"stop!"

"stop!"

Three voices overlap.

First, the light and shadow in the void suddenly twisted, and no trace could be seen, but there were sharp and continuous sounds of breaking through the air, which made everyone feel cold when they heard it.

Then, there was a snow-white arc-shaped sword energy, and a light green figure following the sword energy.

Finally, it was the young man who rushed out from the bushes with the sword case in his arms. Something unexpected happened, and the man in black robe and the man in green turned around instantly.

The man in green looked stern and immediately raised his hands. His palms instantly turned purple, and the surging energy suddenly spread forward with himself as the core.

With this strike, the invisible sword energy was revealed, and the man in black robe couldn't help but have his eyelids twitching and was terrified.

The invisible sword energy collided with the green-clothed man's energy. The sword energy continued to move forward. The sharp edge could make people's skin hurt even at a distance of several feet. It was obvious that he had the upper hand.

When the man in green saw this, his pupils suddenly glowed with a deep purple light, his aura suddenly increased, and his own energy formed a dense net in front of him.

Although he was constantly strangled by the sword energy, his internal strength was also extremely deep. After constant replenishment, he finally managed to completely dissipate the sword energy.

Even so, his already pale face became even more pale.

At the same time, the man in black robe used his black true energy to resist the snow-white sword energy.

But then, a sharp sword came along, and the man in black robe immediately raised his sword to meet it.

The swords clashed, the sounds becoming increasingly rapid, and the pale green figure flew like a fairy, his steps and movements were extremely natural, and his sword moves seemed to be created naturally.

However, after a few breaths, the man in black robe fell into a disadvantage and could no longer control himself.

However, the man in black robe suddenly threw down his sword, and black energy instantly rose from his body. A black handprint suddenly struck out, forcing the man holding the sword back in an instant.

"Damn it, I am also stupid, why would I want to compete with you in sword fighting?"

The man in black robe cursed angrily, and then took the opportunity to chase after him.

But the man in green suddenly reached out and grabbed his arm. The man in black turned around and saw the man in green looking at the corner of the temple with a vigilant look. He also turned his head in the direction of his gaze and couldn't help but tremble slightly.

After releasing a wave of sword energy, Hong Chen did not rush to attack again. Instead, he used his body skills to rush into the temple. When he saw Yi Lin, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Although she was in tears, fortunately she was not hurt or humiliated.

Crouching down, Hong Chen untied the ropes on her hands, looked into her watery eyes, and said softly, "It's okay."

Hearing the familiar voice, Yi Lin's body trembled. She blinked hard to get rid of the thick mist in her eyes. When she saw the person in front of her clearly, she immediately stirred her body and threw herself into Hong Chen's arms, hugging him tightly with both hands and crying very unrestrainedly.

The man in green and the man in black robe frowned, but did not dare to shift their gaze in the slightest.

Outside the temple, the person holding the sword stood still. She was a woman in light green clothes, with long black hair hanging down and a white veil covering her face. Her eyes were beautiful but not gaudy, and she had an elegant temperament.

The prince, holding the sword box, seemed to still recall the battle scene that had just broken out. He finally came to his senses when he heard the crying. He then looked back and saw that no one was coming. He could not help but mutter and curse.

After a while, Yi Lin had almost vented her anger, and Hong Chen helped her up.

Turn around.

The man in green was about to speak, but the next second he suddenly withdrew from the temple, leaving behind a trail of afterimages.

But the black-robed man's reaction was a little slow.

hold head high! ! !
A dragon roar suddenly sounded, and a huge golden dragon-shaped energy force suddenly appeared, passing straight through the chest of the man in black robe, and flew out of the temple with the man in black robe.

The black-robed man fell, but the dragon-shaped energy did not dissipate after flying far away. Instead, the dragon head suddenly turned and flew back in the air. In the blink of an eye, it pressed the green-clothed man who had already taken off into the air to escape back to the ground, making him unable to move.

The woman holding the sword was startled, and the prince holding the sword case was dumbfounded.

The two men stared at the entrance to the dilapidated temple, and even their breathing slowed down involuntarily.

The crimson dress flutters lightly, the black hair is like a waterfall, and she has the appearance of a dragon and a phoenix.

Although his eyes and brows are calm, it seems as if there are lurking waves and raging flames.

He stepped over the threshold, moved his fingers, and the Tianwen Sword that had fallen to the ground suddenly flew into the air.

A cold light flashed quickly.

Clang!
The sword pierced through the green-clothed man's body and nailed him to the broken wall. The trembling hilt showed extraordinary power. The green-clothed man groaned, the purple light in his eyes weakened, and a line of blood slowly slid down the corner of his lips.

The dragon-shaped energy that suppressed the man in green circled for a circle and then flew back into Hong Chen's body.

This scene made the sword-wielding woman's gaze move again.

He took Yi Lin and came to the black-robed man who was lying on the ground, barely breathing, with blood all over his face.

Hong Chen raised his foot and stepped on his face and asked, "Who are you?"

The prince frowned and was secretly shocked when he heard this: People are almost beaten to death, is there any need to ask?
The man in black robe opened his mouth to speak, but his breath rushed out and he suddenly coughed violently. A ball of hot blood spurted out of his mouth and stained his cheeks when he fell back.

The sword-wielding woman took the initiative to say, "The one under your feet is the elder of the Yinkui Sect, Moyin Bian Bufu, and the one on the other side is the successor of the Mieqing Sect, Tianjun Xiying."

Hong Chen's eyes understood: "From the Sui Dynasty?"

The sword-wielding woman nodded and saluted: "I am Shi Feixuan, a disciple of Cihang Jingzhai. Nice to meet you, senior."

Hong Chen nodded slightly and looked aside.

"What about you?"

The prince put down the sword case, clasped his fists and said loudly: "Xu Lang of Beiliang, hello, senior."

(End of this chapter)