Sword Pavilion Lord, where is he right now?

In fact, this problem is not only concerned by the Demon Sect.

Everyone in the world is curious.

Based on Ying Qingqing's statement and the harvest of his own intelligence network, the Demon Sect can basically determine that the pavilion master did not recuperate in the Sword Pavilion, but went out and did not return.

Where exactly he went is a mystery.

The person most likely to know the answer, without a doubt, is his personal disciples, Sword Pavilion Five Masters Shi Jing, Nie Hua and others.

Listening to Chen Chuhua's words, Nie Hua laughed angrily: "Your Highness is not crazy, you are crazy!"

Chen Chuhua said lightly: "I advise the two gentlemen to think about it seriously. ”

"Demon Immortal, you are indeed crazy, don't say that we don't know the whereabouts of the family teacher, even if we know, how can we reveal it to you?" Nie Hua's face was fearless: "Our senior brother died here, and in the future, our own family teacher will kill you to avenge us, but I want to see if the Demon Emperor can put you in his pocket and watch!"

Chen Chuhua's tone was indifferent: "People can't be resurrected after death, even if the Sword Emperor has the ability to kill me, he doesn't have the ability to bring the two of you back to life, let alone ......"

She smiled.

"You cooperate honestly, not only will you avoid the pain of punishment, but also have a chance to save Mr. Four's life, he has lost an arm, you don't think he even lost his life, right?"

After capturing Xie Xingmang before, Zhang Tianheng and other demon sect interrogation masters also tortured him repeatedly.

However, Xie Xingmang's tone is really tight, and the people in the Demon Sect have not gained much.

But now the situation is different.

Nie Hua and Shi Jing are not necessarily softer than Xie Xingmang, and their mouth is not necessarily looser than Xie Xingmang.

But now they are two or three people in the clutches of the devil.

Caring for each other can be a vulnerable breakthrough.

Nie Hua stared at Chen Chuhua tightly and let out a long breath.

"Despicable!"

Chen Chuhua had an extra folding fan in his hand, and after unfolding it, he fanned it gently: "Mr. Three has won the award, I just said that if I can do it, I don't want to do it." ”

Having said that, Shi Jing and Nie Hua's brothers never dared to underestimate her.

Chen Chuhua, like Wang Qiyi, is the twelfth realm of martial arts, and the cultivation level of warmth.

But the scene is still vivid.

One punch.

A knife.

One palm.

In three moves, Wang Qiyi was defeated and could only be slaughtered.

Even at the first punch, the end was already sealed.

That punch was the Nine Dragons Emperor Fist transformed by the Sen Luo Vientiane Divine Skill.

While seriously injuring Wang Qiyi's body, it also made him unstable.

In a hurry, it was the Nine Dragons Emperor Fist that was fighting.

As a result, it ushered in the Taiyin True Scripture's Guanghan Knife.

The difference is a millimeter, and the error is a thousand miles.

The result was a complete failure.

It seems that Chen Chuhua used tricks and plotted a sneak attack.

But if it is really a head-to-head confrontation, Wang Qiyi is also not his opponent.

At best, he can try to escape for his life without being killed on the spot.

Now, it was Shi Jing and Nie Hua's turn to face this enemy.

"The teacher created us and others, and wants us to betray him, you are dreaming!" Nie Hua said loudly: "As for the fourth senior brother, with his temper, when he woke up and knew that we surrendered because of him, the first thing he did was to cut off our heads with his own hands, and then die in battle, and use him to blackmail us, you miscalculated!"

Shi Jing, who was always silent on the side, shouted at the same time: "Third Senior Brother, go!"

In his left hand, an extra sword suddenly appeared.

The sword light flashed, first pointing at Xiao Yuntian, who was vaguely intercepting Nie Hua's way.

Xiao Yuntian's body turned into a flowing wind, and his figure flashed.

Who knew that as soon as he moved, the stone mirror sword light moved with it.

Moreover, the sword light came first, and it seemed that Xiao Yuntian's movement trajectory had been predicted early.

Xiao Yuntian was forced to dodge again.

He didn't flash, as if he had taken the initiative to bump into the sword light of the stone mirror.

But this flash made way for Nie Hua.

Nie Hua flew up with a sword, and turned into a rainbow and soared into the sky,

At the end of the rainbow, the stone mirror was also rolled.

The stone mirror took out swords one after another.

The sword light pointed at Zhang Tianheng, King Kong, and Elder Spiegel respectively.

Every sword is as if the enemy is the first to be defeated, and the enemy will be saved, forcing the people of the Demon Sect to stop.

Chen Chuhua watched this scene for a long time.

"What a sword. She admired faintly, and at the same time, the white jade-like hand was clenched into a fist and punched out in the air.

In the void, light and shadow condensed and manifested, and a Buddha was born in an instant!

The Buddha pinched a fist mark and volleyed into the sword light to turn into Changhong.

Seeing this, Elder Spiegel's expression was slightly complicated.

Shi Jing took a deep breath.

His Hui Sword, one of the most difficult opponents to deal with, is the Qingliang Temple Peerless School, the Mahayana Bodhi Bodhi Fist Method.

Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where to stir up dust.

A punch was struck, and in the eyes of the stone mirror, it was empty as nothing, as if there was no flaw or weakness to be found.

Although it is the embodiment of the magic of Senluo, it has been deeply rooted in the essence of the gods.

Shi Jing believes that Chen Chuhua's Mahayana Bodhi Fist must have flaws.

However, there was a gap in the cultivation realm of the two sides, and it was difficult for him to capture the flaws in Chen Chuhua's boxing method in a short period of time.

There is no way to attack the enemy and save it.

In the end, I could only watch the Buddha punch in the sky, which was slamming into the sword light like a long rainbow.

The sword light shattered suddenly.

The rainbow disappeared in an instant.

Shi Jing and Nie Hua were both left behind.

Only half a step slower, the other Demon Sect masters had already re-surrounded him.

Chen Chuhua walked leisurely, and the Mahayana Bodhi fist suppressed the stone mirror.

And then......

The white palm is like a knife.

Leng Bu slashed at Nie Hua with a knife.

The sword intent like water and moonlight seemed to be faster than lightning.

Nie Hua, who was resisting the siege of Xiao Yuntian and King Kong, was already stumbling, but at this time, he was attacked by a martial king of the Twelfth Realm, where could he avoid it?

Suddenly he was hit hard, and blood splattered in the sky.

"You don't have to go any further, do you?"

Chen Chuhua took a step back as if nothing happened, and stopped making a move.

Nie Hua snorted coldly: "Go on a dream, you can only get one corpse from me at most......"

As he spoke, his vest suddenly went numb.

Nie Hua turned his head with difficulty and looked at the junior brother behind him in disbelief.

Shi Jing's face showed a tired look: "Third Senior Brother, I have already killed the fourth senior brother who lost an arm, I don't want him to lose his life anymore, and I don't want you to have anything to do, this trip to the annihilation of the whole army is still my responsibility, and all the mistakes are attributed to me." ”

"............" Nie Hua glared at his junior brother angrily: "Coward, stupid!"

The two fingers of the stone mirror are standing side by side like a sword, and the volley is tapped.

Nie Hua's eyes suddenly closed and he was silent.

Shi Jing turned his head to look at Chen Chuhua: "I know, for the sake of secrecy, you will not agree to let the third senior brother go, I only hope that you can spare him and the fourth senior brother's life." ”

"Mr. Five, please. Chen Chuhua was noncommittal.

Shi Jing took a deep breath.

He picked up Nie Hua and stepped on the Six Dragons Emperor's chariot.

Before, many people took cover, trying their best to get on the throne.

The last step is just a stone's throw away.

And now, that step has finally been taken.

The mood and the result are very different.

Before it was the last step of the duel.

Now it seems to mean the first step to submission.

Zhang Tianheng, King Kong and the others all stared at the stone mirror with bad intentions.

Shi Jing's expression was calm.

Chen Chuhua's figure floated over, and he also stepped on the Six Dragons Emperor's chariot, and then stepped into the main hall first.

In the hall, Chen Luoyang sat on the throne, with a somewhat indifferent attitude, watching everyone come to the bottom of the steps.