CHAPTER XLIV

Disciple who committed suicide

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"All five of them are ...... in the Martial Arts Realm"

They are all mentor-level combat power, but they are far from being comparable to those ordinary mentors in the outer gate.

Since the five of them stopped here, there were three demon beasts disturbing during this period, and one of them was a third-order demon beast and a second-order demon beast attacking at the same time.

was solved by one of the youngest girls.....

The other four just sat in place, and even opened their eyes. As if the victory was predestined.

Such self-confidence naturally comes from a solid foundation of cultivation.

It is definitely not comparable to a guy like Gao Liang, who has an unstable foundation and natural combat effectiveness despite being a martial arts choice.

According to Jiang Heng's preliminary judgment, even Duanmu, who had obtained the entire scripture of the "Martial Arts Chapter", might not be able to get any benefits under the hands of the five people. Not to mention the fact that she hadn't read the text through it at the moment......

It seems that these inner disciples are a relatively strong test for Duanmu, a girl!

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His gaze slowly poked out from behind the leaves, locking on to the young man who needed the most attention under the tree at the moment.

If it weren't for Jiang Heng's ghost secret technique taught by the old ghost, the art of concealment.

This technique was originally created by the ghost clan, but it did not have any effect on the ghost clan. On the contrary, after being used on people, the effect is excellent.

Judging by Jiang Heng's cultivation at this time, even under the noses of a master of the Zen Martial Realm, it is difficult to detect Jiang Heng's aura, let alone how deep his cultivation is.

Therefore, Jiang Heng was sitting peacefully somewhere in the treetops above the heads of the five people at the moment.

Look and watch what they're doing......

The five of them were not in a hurry to hunt the demon beasts, but quietly breathed in the underground slowly.

"These people should be cultivating the high-level exercises of the Qingyan Ancient Sect!"

Jiang Heng speculated: "The breath flowing around the body when exhaling is by no means comparable to the introductory exercises!"

This is probably the reason why those outer sect masters are also in the Martial Realm Choice, but they are not as strong as the five people in the Martial Realm at this moment.

The old ghost also agreed with this: "It's indeed a lot stronger than the introductory exercises!"

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The night is deep, and the moon is high.

It's already the first watch, and people's tiredness has reached a peak.

Even cultivators need to rest, and the five people below are naturally inevitable. But they are quite tacit, and there is no need to arrange for someone to take the initiative to go out to sentry.

The rest of the people continued to rest, and when the man returned, the second man had woken up and took his place.

In this inner door hunt, almost all the inner disciples were dispatched, with a total of more than 100 people.

That's more than ten times less than the number of outer doors before!

Most of these people are elites, and what they can achieve in the near future must be at least at the level of a mentor.

Maybe in twenty or thirty years, when they reach the Martial Cultivation Realm or the Zen Martial Realm, it is not impossible for them to become the main peak elders of the sect.

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Therefore, Jiang Heng's hesitation at the moment was not because he couldn't fight these five people. It's that there is no complete certainty that these five people will be made into ghost servants without being killed.

Missing one of them is a considerable loss for Jiang Heng at this moment.

It's not too late to wait and find a suitable opportunity to make a move.

And so it was midnight.

It was Jiang Heng's turn to pay the most attention to the young man to stand guard, he took the initiative to stand up, although he was called a senior brother, but he had no senior brother's shelf.

Naturally, he got up and took over the sentry figure.

He stood alone in a nearby tree, standing there quietly, staring at the calm demon beast mountain forest around him.

And Jiang Heng was also in the gap that he didn't notice, slowly approaching behind him.

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The bamboo stick in his hand is ready to shoot at any time, but the time has not yet come.

The sound of breaking wind came very quickly, and the young man said urgently:

"Get up!"

The four people behind him were all shocked, and the weapons in their hands showed off separately, and the most inferior was also a first-grade green weapon-level weapon.

The four of them immediately turned in four directions, back to back, and locked the perspective of 360 degrees.

The young man who was watching in the book also disappeared into the forest of leaves, and Jiang Heng, who was hiding in the shadows, still stayed in place.

But I could clearly hear the sound of the wind flashing around me, as well as the sound of battle in the intervals.

But what puzzled Jiang Heng was that there was a smell of rotting corpses in the air......

"I think I've smelled it somewhere!"

When Jiang Heng was checking the smell of the rotting corpse, the old ghost reminded: "Little ghost, this is dead air!"

"The breath of the ghost clan?"

Jiang Heng asked, but how could there be a ghost clan here?

The old ghost shook his head and replied, "It's not the ghost clan, the breath of the ghost clan, you should be able to feel what it is like from me." This kind can only be regarded as evil spirit!"

Evil?

Could it be that something evil is happening nearby?

Jiang Heng still stayed in the distance, he didn't need to move. The technique of concealment, even the masters of the Zen Martial Realm can't detect their own breath.

And the sudden appearance of evil qi did not make Jiang Heng feel any threat.

On the contrary, after a fierce battle.

A figure seemed to have fallen from the tree, and Jiang Heng moved his body slightly to the vicinity of the tree.

Picking up the leaves and looking over, he found that five inner disciples were surrounding a person.

The man was lying on the ground, rolling in pain, accompanied by nausea and vomiting and piercing screams.

"Isn't this Senior Brother Li under Elder Cangfeng's seat?"

The young disciple at the head stepped forward and grabbed the figure that was rolling on the ground in a frenzy: "Senior brother! I'm Shan Xiujie! Senior brother!

Several attempts were made in a row to control the frantically rolling figure, but in the end, a strange noise came from the man's mouth.

There was no more movement!

"Self-cutting meridian ???"

Shan Xiujie and the five of them looked at this fellow disciple in shock, they were shocked What happened to this person in front of them? How could it be like this, and in the end, it was so painful that they had to choose to commit suicide by cutting off their muscles and veins to relieve this pain!

"Senior brother!"

A female disciple looked at Shan Xiujie nervously.

Shan Xiujie frowned and looked at the direction in which the suicidal disciple had fled was the deepest part of the Demon Beast Mountain Forest.

Could it be that something is really going on in the deepest part?

Shan Xiujie said to the four people around him: "The four of you immediately go back and inform the elders and mentors that there is really something wrong in the demon beast mountain forest. Let them ......"

Let them do what?

Shan Xiujie didn't explain, so he rushed towards the depths of the demon beast mountain forest alone with his long sword.

The remaining four people also hesitated for a moment, and after burying the disciple's body hastily, they quickly turned around and went back in the direction of the Qingyan Mountain Range.

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"What happened?"

Jiang Heng carefully recalled what Shan Xiujie had just said: "Is there really an abnormality? Did he know that something was wrong here from the beginning?"