Zhou Yang nodded. After agreeing, he separated from Elder Lie.
He was in a bad mood. Other than Tang Yuewu, there was also the demonic creature.
That child was the demonic child in the Black Scale Cave and the king of the other demons.
However, Qing Yun and the others were wrong. The demonic child was indeed the king of the demons, but the black cat was definitely not its subordinate. Or rather, it was the complete opposite.
The demonic child's strength was unfathomable and it controlled the black cloud. If it really attacked the Tiangang Sword Sect, the sect would probably be doomed.
Originally, he had planned to hide his identity and increase his strength, then obtain the identity of the Sword Master, and finally clean up the sect. However, the appearance of the demonic creature had completely disrupted his plans.
Early the next morning, Zhou Yang rushed to Xiaolin Village.
At noon, he saw Xiaolin Village from afar. However, unlike before, Xiaolin Village was on fire and thick smoke billowed in the sky.
"Seems like something really happened."
His heart tightened and he immediately increased his speed to the peak. Soon, he arrived at the entrance of Xiaolin Village.
"Traitor, hand over the demonic creature or you will die."
"If you don't come out, we will kill our way in."
A voice not far away attracted Zhou Yang's attention. That direction was the Field Mouse's house. When he went over to take a look, he saw a group of Tiangang Sword Sect disciples surrounding the collapsed Field Mouse's house. All of them had ferocious expressions and held blood swords.
"It's actually them …"
The few people in the lead were He Buwei and the Sky Sword Peak disciple Shi Yan. At the same time, he also noticed Wei Ziyuan.
Zhou Yang quietly went behind the crowd and found Wei Ziyuan.
"Liu Xing, you came too." Wei Ziyuan said happily.
"What happened?" Zhou Yang asked curiously.
"I heard that there are demonic creatures down there, but unfortunately, I came too late. The prey is theirs."
"Then why did they say traitor? Does the demonic creature know the sect disciples?"
"That's not it. I heard that a disciple called Yang Zhou is protecting the demonic creature. I'm not too sure what happened."
Yang Zhou.
Zhou Yang frowned and looked at the ruins. There was a hole in the ruins.
"Junior Brother Li, I'll give you a chance to perform. Go kill the demonic creature."
At this moment, Shi Yan smiled at one of the disciples.
"Senior Brother, thank you for giving me this opportunity. That Yang Zhou is only worth six million. Watch how I take him down."
The disciple surnamed Li immediately flew out, but just as he reached the entrance of the cave, a sharp arrow flew out and instantly pierced through the disciple's throat.
Dead!
"Indeed, it's an Arrow Astral Spirit. If not, his arrows wouldn't be this strong." Shi Yan frowned.
"Arrow Xinghun is most proficient in this kind of battle. Senior brother Shi Yan, what do you think we should do?" He Buwei frowned.
"Since he's hiding down there, let's turn this place upside down. Let's see how much he has then."
"Good idea. Everyone, attack the ground together."
Under He Buwei's command, all the disciples attacked in unison.
"Wait!"
Suddenly, Zhou Yang, who was at the back, stepped forward. When the two of them saw Zhou Yang, their faces turned cold.
"Liu Xing, this has nothing to do with you. Get lost," Shi Yan said coldly.
"What if I don't?" Zhou Yang turned around and asked Shi Yan.
Their eyes met, killing intent filled the air.
"Previously, I already warned you. You were lucky to enter the Heavy Sword Faction and even became a Protector Disciple. However, this isn't the sect. If I want to kill you, no one would dare to say anything." Shi Yan gripped the sword in his hand tightly.
"Go ahead and do it."
After speaking, Zhou Yang directly turned around and walked into the cave. Shi Yan was instantly overjoyed, a gloating expression appearing on his face.
"It's me!"
Zhou Yang said in a low voice after reaching the cave entrance.
"So what if it's you? How would I know if you're the same as them?" Yang Zhou's tone was filled with rage.
"Then you can make your move. However, your arrows are useless against me."
As the sound of his voice faded, Zhou Yang immediately jumped into the cave.
The space within the cave was very small. Yang Zhou was holding a huge bow in his hands, and his eyes were filled with hesitation. After seeing Zhou Yang, he sighed and put down the bow.
"Hesitation will cause you to lose your chance." Zhou Yang laughed.
"Hmph, you mean I should kill you with one arrow?" Yang Zhou walked to a corner after speaking. Tuo Bang turned his head and saw an old man lying on the ground, on the verge of death.
"Uncle Tian!"
Zhou Yang was shocked. The person lying on the ground was Field Mouse's grandfather, who had saved him and guided him to the Tiangang Sword Sect.
"Oh, it's you …"
Uncle Tian squeezed out a smile.
"You know each other?" Yang Zhou asked in surprise.
Zhou Yang nodded and hurriedly channeled his True Qi, only to find that Uncle Tian's internal organs and meridians were all shattered. A martial artist might be able to save him, but not even a deity could save an ordinary person with such injuries.
"Who did this?" Zhou Yang asked angrily.
"Who else do you think?" Yang Zhou glanced up and asked.
"They …"
Zhou Yang immediately stood up, his eyes filled with killing intent.
"Child …" Uncle Tian grabbed Zhou Yang's hand.
"Uncle Tian, Field Mouse, he …"
"Don't worry, Field Mouse is definitely still alive. As for me, I'm already so old that it doesn't matter anymore. Child, don't make things difficult for your fellow disciples because of me. It's not worth it." Uncle Tian grabbed Zhou Yang's hand and said.
"Why did they hurt you?" Zhou Yang asked.
Uncle Tian revealed a bitter smile. "Child, the reason why our village is located here is precisely because of the existence of the Tiangang Sword Sect. They are our protectors. As long as they are here, we will not be eaten by the beasts …"
Yang Zhou was already crying when he heard this.
Zhou Yang clenched his fists tightly, his expression somewhat gloomy.
Protectors … How ironic!
"My father told me to be grateful. We've been here for so long because of the Tiangang Sword Sect. I can't bear resentment just because they treated me as a demon and hurt me …"
At this point, Uncle Tian could no longer speak. Only his mouth could be seen moving.
However, Zhou Yang could still tell what Uncle Tian was saying.
Don't avenge me!
Kacha!
The flames in Zhou Yang's hand flickered.
Uncle Tian was dead, killed by the protector in his heart.
Uncle Tian was dead. He died at the hands of the guardian in his heart. Before he died, Uncle Tian told him not to take revenge.
"They've already gone crazy for the sect's contribution points. Be it humans or demonic beasts, they kill anyone they see and bring their heads back to exchange for sect contribution points. Although Little Forest Village was invaded by demonic beasts, the demonic beasts did not cause any harm at all. Only Field Mouse and a few martial artists were taken away …" Yang Zhou cried.
"Field Mouse had a younger brother. He's very young. Have you seen him?" Zhou Yang asked. "He was killed by Xiao Qianye!"
Boom!
His anger turned into a solid flame that rushed out of Zhou Yang's body.
"I don't know the specifics, but I heard them talking outside. It seems that because Xiao Qianye killed the villagers, Field Mouse's younger brother fought with him and was then killed with a sword!"
Drops of blood seeped out of Zhou Yang's hand. It was the result of his fingernails digging into his palm.
He kept thinking about that boy who pretended to be a martial artist with a tree branch as a sword, that naive little boy who thought of his brother as a hero.
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