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Chapter 3563

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Elder Fang chuckled and shook her head. "A mole? It's hard to say if it's a trap. "

Chu Li nodded helplessly. "This Chu Li is too cunning and he's the Chief of Glory's Will Courtyard. He specializes in anti-mole. I really don't know if he's aware of my mole but I think we can find out if we try."

"How do we try?" Elder Fang's charming eyes glanced at him.

Chu Li said, "Send two elders to the High Duke's Public House to try. If Chu Li doesn't show up, it means he's really injured. It's a good chance for the bishop!"

"The bishop is now in isolated cultivation. As long as he comes out, it doesn't matter if Chu Li is injured or not," Elder Fang said.

Chu Li was surprised. "The bishop's divine technique is that powerful?"

"As long as the bishop can come out, the rise of the Longevity Church will be unstoppable!" Elder Fang waved her hand. "You look travel-worn. Go and rest."

"Yes." Chu Li nodded. He suddenly stopped when he turned around. "Oh right, Elder, there's a guy at the foot of the floating mountain. I heard he's from the Ancient Demonic Blade Sect. He chased me all the way here."

"Ancient Demonic Blade Sect?" Elder Fang squinted her long and narrow eyes. "I'd like to take a look. Go ahead."

Chu Li closed fist saluted and walked out of the basilica.

Elder Fang stood up and walked with her hands behind her back. She paced in front of the Spirit Tiger and recalled the information about the Demonic Blade Sect.

As an ancient sect, the Longevity Church had many records of other sects. The Demonic Blade Sect was one of them but it was not a big sect. It was just an inconspicuous small sect.

However, the characteristic of ancient sects was that hundreds of schools existed side by side. Not a single small sect could be underestimated. It was possible for a genius to rise up, suppress the masses, and become famous throughout the world. No matter how weak the sect was, it was still possible for them to produce a dao. The eleven people suddenly flashed, disappearing from the floating mountain, and in the next moment, appearing on another mountain peak.

"Lu Daguang, come with me. The rest of you wait here. Only go when I call for you. Don't move unless I call for you," Elder Fang turned her head and glanced at the rest of the elders.

"Yes, don't worry, Elder. We won't move." The elders nodded.

Elder Fang waved her lily-white hand and floated towards the entrance of the mountain peak with Lu Daguang. Soon, they reached the peak.

"Come out!" Elder Fang suddenly stopped and turned to look at a huge rock.

Meng Xiaoqi's black robe covered his entire body, revealing only his cold eyes. He stared at Elder Fang and Lu Daguang and said in a deep voice, "Disciples of the Changshen Denomination?"

"That's right. Who are you?" Elder Fang scoffed.

Elder Fang was proficient in the Art of Concealment. She hid her cultivation very well, which was also what the Changsheng Denomination was good at. Meng Xiaoqi did not notice it for a moment. He was shocked by Elder Fang's beauty and his mind was distracted.

Seeing Elder Fang walking in front and Lu Daguang following behind, he thought that Elder Fang was the daughter of some important person.

Meng Xiaoqi snorted, "Is there a Baili Na in your Changshen Sect?"

"Baili Na, of course." Elder Fang said, "Are you looking for him?"

"That's right." Meng Xiaoqi said slowly, "Can you call him out?"

"He will come out?" Elder Fang chuckled.

She felt that this guy was a little silly. He was obviously chasing after them but he still thought that Baili Na would come out to die. Baili Na was a sly old fox, how could he fall for such a trick?

Meng Xiaoqi frowned at her, feeling the irony. He said in a deep voice, "Do you know who I am?"

"You're from the Demonic Blade Sect, right?" Elder Fang shook her head and chuckled. "Since when did the Demonic Blade Sect have an heir? How strange."

"The Demonic Blade Sect has reopened its mountain gate and is recruiting disciples. We will rise again!" Meng Xiaoqi scoffed. "I am Meng Zheng of the Demonic Blade Sect!"

"Then why are you here at the Changsheng Denomination?" Elder Fang said, "Are you here to kill the disciples of the Changsheng Denomination?"

"That's right!" Meng Xiaoqi knew that he could not back down now. Otherwise, the Demonic Blade Sect would never be able to raise its head in front of the Changsheng Denomination.

He could tell that Elder Fang was looking down on the Demonic Blade Sect. He was furious.

Since the Changsheng Denomination was looking down on the Demonic Blade Sect, today would be the day that the Demonic Blade Sect became famous. After killing the Changsheng Denomination, the world would know how powerful the Demonic Blade Sect was. As for Song Zhifan, the bishop of the Changsheng Denomination, fortunately, he had not matured yet.

"You're looking down on the Floating Mountain by killing the disciples of the Changsheng Denomination!" Elder Fang sneered.

Meng Xiaoqi sneered. "So what if it's the Changsheng Denomination? The Demonic Blade Sect is not bad either!"

"Hehe." Elder Fang laughed. Her voice was like a silver bell ringing in the air.

Meng Xiaoqi's face under the black cloth was extremely gloomy. His eyes glowed as he slowly pulled out his long blade. The blade was as black as ink. "It seems like you want to experience our Demonic Blade Technique!"

Lu Daguang stepped forward and stood in front of Elder Fang. He said in a deep voice, "Elder, I'll do it!"

"Be careful." Elder Fang did not want to waste her breath on Meng Xiaoqi. She would just beat him up and run away.

"Young lad, you must be tired of living to behave atrociously in our Floating Mountain. Die!" Lu Daguang sneered and lightly struck with his left palm.

His palm, which was as white as white jade, was dyed red as if it had been dyed with cinnabar.

Meng Xiaoqi sneered. The black blade flashed and hit Lu Daguang's left wrist.

Lu Daguang groaned. His eyes were bloodshot. He did not care about his falling palm. He struck with his right palm as fast as lightning.

"Bam!" His right palm hit the black blade.

Lu Daguang's expression changed. He felt a strange force entering his body. It instantly broke through his Protective Vigor and entered his organs. The blood in his body was stirring and he was about to lose control.

Elder Fang suddenly appeared behind Meng Xiaoqi in a flash, and her exquisite little hand hit his back.

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