Traveling through the world of high martial arts, I opened the simple mode

This palm came so suddenly that it was inevitable.

By the time you realize it, it has already arrived in front of you.

Bang!

A loud noise spread, and a peak master suddenly flew upside down, vomiting blood again and again.

The rest of the people turned their heads away.

I saw a ten-year-old boy standing not far away.

That palm in the air just now was made by him.

Seeing this person's appearance clearly, several people's expressions changed.

"Tong'er! You...?!" Zhang Zhiwen stared.

"You can call Tong'er too?" Sheng Tong sneered, not trying to hide his aura at all.

The billowing demonic energy was surging, and there was that huge aura.

Seeing this scene, the several peak masters narrowed their eyes, and they were all aware of it, and their faces inevitably became serious.

Zhang Zhiwen's expression was gloomy.

"Tong'er, how can you..."

Ever since he accepted Shengtong as his disciple, Zhang Zhiwen has always treated him kindly.

Not only did he teach him martial arts, but he also made an exception and allowed him to enter the sword mound to practice.

This is the holy place of the Qingcheng Sword Sect, and all the swords left by the ancestors are stored in it.

It is impossible for ordinary disciples to be allowed to enter, even the closed disciple Li Chengfeng has never entered.

Even the head of the sect and the other peak masters would not come here easily unless something happened.

It was just such a place, and when Shengtong wanted to come, Zhang Zhiwen made an exception and agreed.

Because what he values ​​is the future of Shengtong.

If possible, he even wants to train the holy boy to be his successor.

But how did they know that the other party actually did such a thing of deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors.

Seeing Shengtong's strong devilish aura, Zhang Zhiwen still had a little luck in his heart.

"Tong'er... are you... crazy...?"

However, Shengtong just sneered.

I just heard him say: "Going crazy? It's ridiculous!

My great magic power is passed down from the Lotus Sacred Cult, so how can you understand it? "

Saying that, Shengtong glanced at Zhang Zhiwen and the other peak masters.

"It's okay to tell you, people who are about to die, at least let you die to understand!

I am a saint child of the Lotus Flower Sect, and the purpose of coming to the Qingcheng Sword Sect is to take your head!

Capture the supreme secret technique for the leader!

Now that I have achieved great magic skills, who will be my opponent!

When I go out, I will infect your entire mountain gate with a demonic heart, making them all bewitched and kill each other!

It must be an interesting scene to kill one's senior brother with one's own hands, right?

Hahaha!All must die!You all have to die!

Ha ha ha ha!Today in the coming year will be the anniversary of your death! "

"Lotus Sacred Cult? You are...?!"

At this moment, the peak masters and the head Zhang Zhiwen completely understood in their hearts.

Why has it been such a long time, but the Lotus Flower Sect has not done anything for a long time?

Are they afraid?

No, it's not.

The majestic Demon Sect will do whatever it takes to achieve its goals, so how could it be so easy to let it go.

They just changed it in a different way.

Zhang Zhiwen was very annoyed, he brought this back to the sect himself!

It was he who led the wolf into the house himself!

Back then, Zhang Zhiwen only felt that he was under a lot of pressure.

He couldn't break through for a long time, and he was surrounded by powerful enemies, which made him not know what to do for a while.

It was at this time that when he accidentally went down the mountain, he saw the holy boy in a small mountain village.

Seeing that he is talented and intelligent, has a strong martial arts talent, and his temperament is not ordinary.

This is obviously a rare and good seedling with great potential in the future.

Considering the situation of the Qingcheng Sword Sect at that time, and such a genius is hard to come by.

Zhang Zhiwen didn't think much about it, and simply investigated the background of the holy boy, and then directly accepted him as a personal disciple and brought him back to the sect.

But who could have imagined that this was a wild wolf with evil intentions.

And this wolf has grown to such a degree.

It's all finished!

What kind of magical power is this practiced, how can it be so terrifying?

and……

Why couldn't I see anything before?

With these in mind, Shengtong didn't want to waste time at all.

Now that the magic skills have been accomplished, there is no need to delay any longer.

Originally, he wanted to go out by himself just now, but how could he know that Zhang Zhiwen and others would come to his door by himself.

That being the case, then quickly complete the task, and then go back to the Holy Church to return to life.

Presumably, as long as this task is completed, the leader will be very happy, right?

There is also the Lord of the White Lotus Pavilion.

In this way, I will also be able to repay the two of them for their careful teaching and upbringing of me since childhood.

Shengtong thought about this.

this moment.

I saw him waving his hands again and again, and the strong devilish energy gushed out from his body.

Under his control, the billowing demonic energy turned into a big hand, and attacked everyone.

"Senior brother, be careful!"

The peak masters shouted loudly.

Zhang Zhiwen also yelled: "Hurry up and leave with the injured junior, you are no match for him!"

As he said that, Zhang Zhiwen took the initiative to meet him, a sharp sword swung in his hand impenetrably, blocking the big devilish hand.

The peak owners saw this, but they didn't leave.

Instead, Qi Qi drew his sword out of its sheath and attacked the holy boy.

The holy boy sneered: "Just because of you, you also want to attack me?"

For a while, I saw the holy boy's whole body filled with devilish energy.

Under the support of the body-protecting demonic energy, the long swords of the peak masters simply broke through the defense of the demonic energy.

At this time, Shengtong waved his hand again, and under the tumbling demonic energy, several peak masters were immediately thrown away.

This is the realm of a first-rank master, and there is still a gap between the second-rank and third-rank.

It was also at this time that Zhang Zhiwen could no longer resist that devilish hand.

The impenetrable swordsmanship waving in front of him showed flaws.

A big hand of devilish energy rushed over and blasted it away.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spewed out immediately.

Zhang Zhiwen looked down, only to see a deep palm print on his chest.

It even exudes a faint devilish energy, surrounding it endlessly.

This is a sign of demonic qi entanglement. You must quickly dispel the demonic qi and keep your mind on it, otherwise it is really possible that the demonic qi will take advantage of it.

Several peak masters stood up at this time, and saw that the head had been seriously injured.

"Brother!"

Several people stepped forward one after another.

Zhang Zhiwen also hurriedly used his skills to dispel the devilish energy.

Until this moment, the way everyone looked at Shengtong had completely changed.

In the first-rank realm, they are not opponents at all.

Between the two, there is a deep gully.

"Could it be... that my Qingcheng Sword Sect's heritage that has been passed down for thousands of years is really about to be destroyed by a demon boy today?"

With this in mind.

The eyes of Zhang Zhiwen and the peak masters were full of grief.

Among them, there is a deep unwillingness.