Wang Chong and Lin Xiaofeng's knowledge is naturally not as good as that of insects.

Lin Xiaofeng asked: "Worm Lao, is there anything special about this first magic sword?" ”

"If this Lu Yuanqing is holding a sword, then he may flee or be defeated in the hands of these people." The insect elder pointed to Lu Yuanqing who was fighting in the distance: "But Lu Yuanqing is controlled by the first magic sword. ”

"The strength of the First Demon Sword is that whoever is killed by him will have all the evil qi on his body drained by the First Demon Sword."

"In this way, the First Demon Sword has almost a steady stream of evil qi to control." The worm elder turned around and said to Lin Xiaofeng: "But you'd better let your Baiyang Sect people withdraw quickly, your second senior brother has been controlled by the First Demon Sword, when the time comes, he will not divide any enemies from me, but kill all the people in front of him." ”

When Lin Xiaofeng heard this, his face sank, and then he nodded: "Understood, I'll let people evacuate quickly." ”

After speaking, he walked into the National Building with the three worms.

At this time, more than 400 people stood here and waited.

"Xiao Xu, let people evacuate quickly." Lin Xiaofeng said directly to Xiang Zhu.

When Xiang Zhu heard this, he looked stunned and asked, "What's wrong?" Isn't that Lu Yuanqing outside already blocking the people of the Holy Sect? ”

"That's right." What the insect veteran on the side said to Lin Xiaofeng just now, he told Xiang Zhu again.

After hearing this, Xiang Zhu nodded in a dark and serious manner, and she said, "Okay, I'll let people evacuate quickly." ”

It is not so much that Lu Yuanqing is fighting at this time, but that he is carrying out a massacre.

By this time, more than 100 people had fallen in pools of blood.

But wherever Lu Yuanqing's sword went, there was hardly a living mouth.

These Holy Sect elites were not afraid of death, but at this time, Lu Yuanqing was so frightened that he stopped, and even kept retreating.

"Let people rush me, so many people, I don't believe I can't kill this Lu Yuanqing!"

He Jinfeng roared loudly.

Gong Chong Baoxian next to him hurriedly persuaded him: "Holy Lord, you can't fight it, this Lu Yuanqing's strength is beyond our imagination, there is no point in fighting like this, sacrificing so many lives, just to kill him Lu Yuanqing?" It's not worth it! ”

"What did you say?" He Jinfeng brushed it, stretched out his hand and pinched Gong Chong Baoxian's neck: "You let me withdraw, right?" If you have a kind, just say it again! “

Gong Chong Baoxian's face showed helplessness, but he still gritted his teeth and said, "Even if the Holy Lord wants to kill me today, I have to say that there is no point in continuing to fight at this time!" You look at Lu Yuanqing's appearance, even if we can kill him, we will at least pay a tiger banner. ”

He Jinfeng wanted to crush Gong Chong Baoxian's neck, but he still held back.

He Jinfeng is actually just a matter of will.

He couldn't stand the humiliation of being defeated by Lu Yuanqing.

After all, this time, it wasn't just the people of the White Sun Sect and the Holy Sect who were defeated by others.

There are also countless spies from other demon cults.

Being defeated in such a situation, how can you not make He Jinfeng angry?

However, he knew in his heart that what Gong Chong Baoxian said was the truth.

There is no point in wasting manpower here.

"Order, withdraw!" He Jinfeng sighed in his heart, these four words were full of unwillingness.

"Hey." Gong Chong Baoxian nodded.

Lu Yuanqing was covered in blood, of course, none of this blood was his.

The members of the Holy Sect closest to him were filled with horror in their hearts.

Every time he rushed up, he couldn't even touch the edge of Lu Yuanqing in front of him, so he was killed by Lu Yuanqing with a sword.

Lu Yuanqing is like cutting wheat, everywhere he passes, a piece of people will fall.

No matter how tough the guy is not afraid of death, in the face of such a scene, I am afraid that he will no longer be willing to continue to rush forward but fight, right?

"Retreat! Fall back! ”

The order to retreat came to the men, and they immediately breathed a long sigh of relief, and they ran away.

You must know that Lu Yuanqing did not stop killing.

If you run slowly, I'm afraid you will have to die under Lu Yuanqing's sword.

In fact, because the order to retreat came, there were not a few people who died because of the trampling chaos.

At this time, the whole scene can really be described as chaotic to the extreme.

On the other side, the people of the White Yang Sect had already left through the back door of the State Building.

However, one person remained.

Lin Xiaofeng.

Lin Xiaofeng still didn't worry about Lu Yuanqing.

Xiang Zhu persuaded for a long time, but Lin Xiaofeng was still reluctant to leave.

And Xiang Zhu was originally going to stay with Lin Xiaofeng.

However, Lin Xiaofeng had a tough attitude and asked her to leave with the people of the White Yang Sect first.

On the one hand, the evacuation of the White Yang Sect must be led by Xiang Zhu, so as to ensure that there will be no chaos.

On the other hand, Lin Xiaofeng firmly believed that Lu Yuanqing would not kill him.

But Xiang Zhu is not necessarily.

Lin Xiaofeng stood alone at the door of the State Building, watching as the people of the Holy Sect had begun to evacuate.

I was also relieved.

Lu Yuanqing was standing in place at this time, and when these people from the Holy Sect fled, he didn't chase after them.

Soon, in the center of the entire square, only one corpse remained.

Lu Yuanqing suddenly turned around and looked at Lin Xiaofeng, who was holding the first magic sword and rushed directly towards Lin Xiaofeng.

Lin Xiaofeng stood like this, looking at Lu Yuanqing's eyes, and he didn't mean to move at all.

Lu Yuanqing kept approaching Lin Xiaofeng.

There was also a look of struggle in his eyes.

Obviously, Lu Yuanqing wanted to break away from the control of the First Demon Sword.

Finally, when the first magic sword was only one meter away from Lin Xiaofeng.

"Stop!" Lu Yuanqing yelled.

The first magic sword finally stopped.

"Second Senior Brother." Lin Xiaofeng looked at Lu Yuanqing in front of him and shouted.

Lu Yuanqing opened his mouth and gasped for breath, this series of battles made him feel tired.

"Second Senior Brother, why are you here?" Lin Xiaofeng asked.

Lu Yuanqing said: "The Holy Sect is going to attack your White Yang Sect, so I rushed here to see if I can save you." ”

"Are you alright?" Lin Xiaofeng wanted to step forward.

"Don't come here!" Lu Yuanqing roared, his hand holding the first magic sword was trembling slightly at this time: "You come closer, I'm afraid I won't be able to control it, so I will kill you." ”

"Second Senior Brother, since you can't control this thing, wouldn't it be better if you didn't want this first magic sword?" Lin Xiaofeng persuaded: "Why bother? ”

Lu Yuanqing shook his head slightly: "Little junior brother you don't understand, what I ask for is different from what you want, what you ask for is nothing more than to be able to live in peace and stability." ”

Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help but nodded, although he said that he founded the White Yang Sect, in essence, it was not to pursue power, but to protect himself in the hands of the Holy Sect and the Demon Catching Bureau.

(End of chapter)