The green-robed man had just finished his move and was in a state where he had used up all his energy. Facing the white-robed middle-aged man's sword Qi, he could only grit his teeth and hold his saber in front of his chest to block.
Boom!
The sword Qi collided with the saber. The green-robed man was sent flying by the sword Qi and slammed into the cliff.
Pfft!
"You …"
The green-robed man spat out a mouthful of blood and pointed at the white-robed man. Just as he was about to say something, he spat out another mouthful of blood and fainted.
Seeing the green-robed man faint, more than ten cultivators rushed out of the crowd. These cultivators all had sabers at their waists. Two of them helped the green-robed man up, while the rest looked at the white-robed man with vigilance.
A group of people holding swords also rushed out from behind the white-robed man, surrounding the green-robed man and the others.
The white-robed man's expression was cold as he walked in front of the people holding sabers and said coldly, "You can leave. I won't kill you today. Go back and tell your sect master that if anyone dares to offend my Pine Sword Sect in the future, they will be killed without mercy."
The saber-wielding cultivators were furious, but under the white-robed man's pressure, they didn't dare to retort. They could only sullenly leave with the green-robed man.
The white-robed man was called Jian Wujiang, and he was the vice sect master of the Pine Sword Sect. Because Ying Changkong's matter had happened in Cloud Province, the Pine Sword Sect was one of the overlords of Cloud Province. Moreover, it wasn't far from Ping City, so they had sent Jian Wujiang to see if there were any benefits to be gained.
In truth, no one knew what secrets the Ying family was hiding. The only ones who knew were the Evil Spirit Sect. Of course, the White Lotus Society might also know. Unfortunately, Su Meng 'er didn't say anything, so Shenlang couldn't do anything. He could use force to force Su Meng' er to say it, but then what?
He had offended the White Lotus Society and was being hunted down by them. The Evil Spirit Sect was already enough of a headache for Shen Lang. If the White Lotus Society were to join the fray, Shen Lang would have no choice but to run for his life. Although he had the system, he still needed time.
Jian Wujiang swept his gaze over everyone with disdain. "Alright, I've already dealt with the eyesore. Let's talk about Ying Changkong."
Some cultivators who weren't weaker than the Pine Sword Sect disdainfully curled their lips. Did he really think he was the boss just because he had defeated the Heaven Splitting Saber Sect?
However, now was not the time to make a move. No one dared to offend Jian Wujiang. They were either lazy or bored as they stood there, plotting their own schemes. No one paid any attention to Jian Wujiang.
After Jian Wujiang finished speaking, he realized that he had gotten carried away a little. However, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he couldn't end things with a strong start and a weak finish. He then braced himself and said, "Everyone, I know that everyone came here this time for Ying Changkong, but because of Ying Changkong, we can't fight to the death, right? We have to think of a peaceful solution, right? "
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Jian Wujiang had long since thought of a solution. "Everyone, we're all sons and daughters of the pugilistic world. Since we're sons and daughters of the pugilistic world, we naturally have to use the pugilistic world's' methods to resolve this."
Everyone nodded, feeling that Jian Wujiang's's's' was reasonable. Someone asked, "Sect Master Jian, don't keep us in suspense. Tell us, how do we resolve this?"
Jian Wujiang felt that the atmosphere was about right. He had made a name for himself, so he didn't waste any more words. "Alright, I won't waste any more words. Since we're all people of the pugilistic world, let's use martial strength to speak. The pugilistic world respects martial strength. Let's have an arena competition. Whoever suppresses everyone in the end will be able to take Ying Changkong away."
"Childish!"
Shen Lang sneered disdainfully. If it were him, he would secretly create chaos and start a chaotic battle. In the end, the fisherman would benefit. That was the only way to ensure that nothing would go wrong. Otherwise, even if someone won in the end and took Ying Changkong away, it was hard to say if someone else would secretly make a move.
Just as the heroes were about to start the martial arts competition, a strange sound resounded between heaven and earth. This sound was like a song, but also like a chant.
"Evil Spirit descends, all living beings submit."
Hearing this voice, Shen Lang and Su Meng 'er's expressions changed. They knew who had come.
Then, a sinister and strange voice floated between heaven and earth.
"A bunch of ants actually dares to interfere in the matters of my Evil Spirit Sect."
"Die! Die! Die! "
The three words "die" were like the King of Hell announcing the death of all living beings. A boundless aura of death and blood enveloped everyone.
Whoosh! Whoosh …
In an instant, countless cold chains and iron claws shot out from all directions of the forest. The moment the iron claws appeared, a cultivator was killed. A cultivator could not dodge in time and was pierced through the chest by an iron claw. The iron claw that pierced through the cultivator was covered in blood, and in the claw was a blood-red heart that was beating non-stop.
This was only one of the many cultivators who died. In just a short moment, no less than 20 cultivators had died.
Only those with high cultivation realms, powerful strength, or outstanding qinggong could escape this calamity.
"Not good, it's the Evil Spirit Sect. Let's go."
After knowing that it was the Evil Spirit Sect, no one dared to have any other thoughts. They all displayed their abilities and fled into the distance.
"Hehe, a bunch of ants. Go to hell."
As this tyrannical voice fell, a palanquin flew over from afar. The palanquin was very simple and was only made of bamboo. A few white strips of cloth hung from the beams around it. It was carried by four black-clothed men wearing devil masks.
The four masked men stepped on the tips of the trees and flew over. This scene was indescribably strange.
When Shen Lang saw this palanquin, he knew that the Evil Spirit Young Master had arrived. He had seen this scene the night before. It was just that the environment was different.
"No, it's not the Evil Spirit Young Master."
When they got closer and Shen Lang saw the person on the palanquin clearly, his pupils could not help but constrict.
There was an old man sitting on the palanquin. This old man's age could no longer be determined because this old man was only skin and bones. His face was sallow, and his eyes were scarlet. He gave off an extremely strong visual impact.
At that moment, when the palanquin passed by a big tree, the old man on the palanquin waved his hand and slapped down.
This palm grew in size and turned into a giant palm in a short time.
Boom!
At the place where the giant palm landed, a figure soared into the sky. That figure was not weak either. His body was like a spinning top as he passed through the giant palm.
"Haha, Blackhearted Old Man, I didn't expect you to still be alive after so many years.
"Yan Tian!"
A trace of killing intent flashed across Blackhearted Old Man's scarlet eyes.
Yan Tian stood on the top of a tree with his hands behind his back and laughed loudly. "Looks like this matter is not simple. The Evil Spirit Sect actually sent you out. Isn't your sect leader afraid that those bald donkeys from the Tenryū Temple will enforce justice on behalf of the heavens?
"Hmph, the Tenryū Temple is no longer what it used to be. If it weren't for the fact that you so-called martial arts sects are so tight, we would have attacked the Tenryū Temple long ago."
Blackhearted Old Man snorted coldly.
Yan Tian did not refute this. There was no one in the world who did not fear the Evil Spirit Sect and the White Lotus Sect. Even when the Qianwu Empire was at its peak, these two lunatics had dared to fight head-on with the Qianwu Empire. Was there anything in this world that they did not dare to do?
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