Chapter 163: The Coming of the Hunters
Chapter 163 – The Arrival of the Manhunter
“White Clothed Sword God Chen Temple!”
“Scattered Flower Fairy Bai Mu!”
The Devil Cult had arrived!
The most feared thing still happened!
The three of them, Shen Jianxin and Murong Yi, looked serious, but their bodies could not stop trembling.
They were all Sixth Grade Realm martial artists. This was no longer considered low in the line of dart boards, but how could they be the opponents of the two Sub-Fifth Grade masters who had been reversing the five elements for many years and were famous in all directions?
“Two, two seniors ……”
Shen Jianxin trembled and cupped his fists, “Still, please be merciful, our dart board is willing, willing ……”
“Hehe ……”
Bai Mu jiao laughed, “Waste what words, your dart board is something, come on, take it down!”
Dozens of Demon Cult congregation instantly pressed the three people to kneel down, swords and knives on their necks.
No one was not afraid of death! Also no one is willing to really sit and wait for death, this trip dart is afraid that it will not be able to keep, but ……
The three people looked at each other, looked at the ordinary devil sect congregation around, attempted to escape, however …… the next moment there is no greater sorrow than death, there are ten sixth grade realm in the ordinary sect congregation, this, this how to escape?
“This shipment is left behind by the Devil Cult!” The distant branch, that white-clothed Sword God is still as cold as ice and frost, looking towards the moon, it seems that he will not look at people squarely.
“Former, senior ……”
Shen Jianxin seemed to still want to struggle a bit, and just as he raised his head, he saw Xin Zhuo, who was eating non-stop with jerky and looking at him blearily.
“You ……”
This makes her can not help but be stunned, she clearly distinguish this person’s face is calm, without half a bit of fear, her heart can not help but flooded with a trace of nameless anger, lowered his voice and angrily reprimanded: “You this kid, crazy is not it, also do not look at what this is the scene ……”
Words did not finish, will be behind a sixth grade demonic sect female congregation, heavy slap, dizzy between, see behind a group of demonic sect congregation have knelt down, the face have become respectful and meek a lot.
It is the front of the treetops on the “white sword god” is also fierce look down, wide-eyed, a moment of momentum, hurriedly landed, trotting over, face showing a difficult flattery smile.
On the other side of the “scattered flowers Fairy” is already on the ground, bare feet all the way running, from the charming state of the devil instantly switched to the village woman, full of curt favor.
To the near front, the two bowed in unison: “Lord Sect Leader, why here?”
“Demon Cult, Sect Master?”
Shen Jianxin looked at Xin Zhuo in surprise, his head once again dazzled, the original demonic sect has long been staring at us, the sect master personally hand ……
Murong Yi and Li Wumian also raised their heads and looked blankly at Xin Zhuo, they do know the bottom line of Xin Zhuo, but when was he …… the Sect Master of the Devil Sect?
Xin Zhuo pondered, he also did not expect when he became the Demon Sect Sect Master.
……
Another pile of torches was raised next to the dart team, and Chen Si, Bai Mu and Xin Zhuo sat in a circle.
Shen Jianxin three people are also there, but has become a prisoner, silent.
“The Sect Master was really powerful that day, one person killed Duan Yang Lou’s owner Tang Wu I, Du Family’s Du San Gu and God’s Gun Villa’s owner Shang Guan Ting!”
Chen Temple’s words once again caused the three Shen Jianxin to tremble with fear, quietly glancing at Xin Zhuo, no longer knowing how to express the emotions in their hearts.
Bai Mu also smiled delicately and curtly and said, “After Sect Master left, my subordinates and others looted most of the Duan Yang House treasures and Kung Fu books, only leaving some for Tang Shizhe and the others to survive, and used the antidote you left on the wall to cure the poison.
Just …… we have already made this kind of thing, I am afraid that the good reputation has not been able to recover, Di Huaijie warrior and Song Wouwu, Zhuge Ming and other people to discuss, then built the devil religion. But the name of the Lord Sect Master, we will never mention it!”
Xin Zhuo looked at the two, silent for a moment: “You create the devil religion, I am not opposed to it, that is your business, you should have your own life, but the position of this devil religion godfather, I am not doing.”
Although I am a mountain bandit origin, but how much is not the right way with the magic religion.
And said: “The sect master might as well let Di Huaijie do it, the devil religion or something, don’t mention it.”
Chen Temple and Bai Mu glanced at each other, Di Huaijie as the godfather, always feel a little less interesting, “let whoever dies will die” shouting loudly, is always less means, or clasped fists: “Here!”
Bai Mu also looked to Shen Jianxin three people: “This Changfeng Dart Board dog courage, dare to hire the old godfather as a servant, really is no eyesight, also afraid of the old godfather eat more, subordinates slaughtered them to feed the dog, right?”
Okay, it has become the old sect master.
Shen Jianxin couldn’t help but shiver a little, lowered his head and didn’t dare to say anything.
Xin Zhuo casually waved his hand: “Forget it! After all, having eaten them all the way, let them go!”
Not waiting for Shen Jianxin to be thankful, this moment lowered his head and pondered something Chen Temple, suddenly looked at Xin Zhuo: “The subordinate …… heard a few days ago a message, I don’t know if it’s true or false, it’s about the old sect master, this matter is somewhat appalling!”
Xin Zhuo was surprised: “Tell me about it?”
Chen Temple moved closer: “My brother in the Valley Cang faction, a few days ago he wrote, it seems …… that the five factions of Shaolin, Wudang, Valley Cang, Ling Jian, and Heshan, have sent four half-step minor sect masters and a minor sect master expert to …… decapitate the old Sect Master.”
Xin Zhuo’s heart jumped, even if Shaolin, Wudang and Spirit Sword sects targeted themselves more or less understandably because of Master Xingzhi, Song Xijun and Zhao Li and their affairs, when did he mess with Gu Cang and Heshan?
Asked: “When was it, is the news accurate?”
Chen Temple frowned slightly: “This matter …… subordinate just heard the family brother talk about it, the specific truth or falsehood, is not too clear.”
Xin Zhuo was silent for a long time, he is now more than half a month away from advancing to a half-step small sect master, encountering a half-step small sect master, I do not know if I can be a foe, not to mention that there is also a small sect master, the Dukang House can not go, it is easy to implicate Cui Ying’er and them.
Looking at the two people: “Do you have silver on you?”
Chen Si and Bai Mu were stunned for a moment, seemingly not quite understanding the old sect master’s dilemma, they took out silver, totaling forty-five taels of loose silver and three hundred taels of silver tickets.
Xin Zhuo reached out and took it: “Don’t pass!”
With a flash of his figure, he had already disappeared in place.
Just as Xin Zhuo had just disappeared for an incense burner, Chen Temple and Bai Mu, the two of them, whose eyes were not their noses, berated Shen Jianxin’s few people for a while, when they were about to leave.
In the night sky, a figure swept up sharply, lightly stood on the branch, it was a woman around thirty years old, a long water-green dress, long sleeves lightly dancing, vast and heavy momentum, instantly descended.
Not only Shen Jianxin, Murong Yi three people, that is, Chen Temple and Bai Mu is also difficult to breathe, half can not move.
“Rustling ……”
Broken wind gusts, three true qi condensed water line long sword, straight to several people’s eyebrows.
Sharp, cold breath, seems to point directly to the soul, would not be able to move a few people, can not help but face pale.
“Where did Xin Zhuo go?”
The woman on the branch coldly inquired.
Chen Temple and Bai Mu closed their eyes and refused to answer, Xin Zhuo gave them a very sinister and shrewd impression, even if a half-step minor sect master was current, they did not dare to betray them easily.
However, Li Wumian and Shen Jianxin did not have the slightest burden in their hearts, silently pointing to a direction: “There!”
The woman’s figure flickered, and with the three water moving true qi swords, she had already disappeared into the night.
(End of chapter)