The gate of Huixing City was closed, but it couldn't stop the people with hearts.

This man's cultivation is extremely high, and the ground under his feet is shrunk into inches, and he enters the city in two flashes, as if he is in a no-man's land.

"A group of things that are not successful enough and have more than enough failures have to come over and wipe their butts, which is really unreasonable."

The passers-by, shrouded in wide black robes, swaggered down the streets, and there were many passers-by, but none of them cast a glance at him, as if they could not see him.

He walked straight towards Chen's mansion, his steps formed a rhythm of his own, his consciousness swept away, and he recognized that it was Qianyang Fuhe Formation, and sighed.

"Tianheng Sect, it's really difficult. In that case......"

The black-robed man muttered to himself, his tone was light, but the content was extremely cruel and rampant.

"It's not difficult to break this formation, just kill the whole city, well, it should be barely enough."

As he spoke, he didn't even have the slightest hesitation, and with a big hand, a thick energy as black as ink gushed out from his palm, spreading out in all directions.

However, his wishful thinking did not come true.

The pitch-black energy that contained the aura of destruction stretched out no more than a few feet away, and it stopped as if it had encountered some kind of insurmountable barrier.

At the same time, a cold male voice sounded in the sky, and there was an unconcealable anger in the indifference.

"What a rampant cult! Dare to slaughter the city under the nose of this seat, I really don't take my Tianheng Sect in my eyes! ”

The black-robed man looked at the white-clothed male cultivator who showed his figure in front of him, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his face became gloomy.

"Okay, good, good, I really underestimated you, the deity should have thought that Shentu's waste soul lamp hadn't been extinguished yet...... If you dare to betray the Holy Sect, you should be cut by a thousand knives, and you will never be able to live forever! ”

Shen Tu was naturally the Yuan Infant Evil Cultivator who was captured alive by Bao Kui Zhenjun.

This person is the protector of the evil sect, and he must be full of evil, and it is difficult to write about it, but in this matter, he is really wronged.

He would rather endure the scorching of the Qiankun Bottle for a whole month, and never confide in half a character about the Evil Sect, which can be described as loyal.

But even if he didn't say it, the movements of the evil sect were easy to guess.

Although they didn't know what kind of organization was behind the scenes that supported the Chen family, since they had set up the Eight Yin Lianjiao Xuan Demon Array here, they must have put in a lot of effort and left a lot of information.

The people of the Chen family may not know this information, but once the professionals in the Tianheng Sect arrive, they will definitely not be able to escape detection.

Therefore, the people in the evil sect will definitely seize the time difference and rush to destroy the evidence.

At that time, after the end of the war, the disciples stayed for about ten days under the instructions of Baokui Zhenjun, which seemed necessary, but in fact Baokui Zhenjun was delaying time.

As early as after he captured the Yuanying evil cultivator alive, he sent an urgent summons to the sect and thought of a plan to lure the snake out of the hole.

Although the Qianyang Fuhe Array is an ancient array, it is not very troublesome to arrange.

In the last seven days, he said that it was a retreat, and he refused to disturb, but in fact it only took three days to complete the formation, and the rest was to wait.

As for the Tianheng Sect, after receiving the message, he sent two Yuanying True Monarchs to help, one of whom was the white-clothed male cultivator of this Dao Wenquan.

Yuanying Zhenjun's footsteps are three points faster than any luxury immortal boat, and he can arrive in less than a month under the full speed of the journey.

In this way, counting the caution of the people in the evil sect, they will definitely not show their heads too early, but they will just arrive before the black-robed people.

Of course, these are all unknown to the black-robed man, and he is now as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly.

Since there are backhands on both sides, the destruction of the evidence will definitely not be possible, and they can only flee far away, repay the Holy Sect, and suspend all plans for ten years.

After making up his mind, the black-robed man made a quick decision and wanted to leave.

But he still miscalculated, because Tianheng Sect's backhand was not a Yuanying True Monarch, but two of them.

The front and back retreats were blocked by strong people who were not inferior to themselves, and the face of the black-robed man hidden under the cloak was extremely ugly, and it almost sank to the point of dripping water.

Thinking that he has been enlightened for thousands of years, he has not encountered such a dilemma for a long time.

However, he is not at a loss, after all, he is different from these two, he doesn't care about anything, the only thing he cares about is himself.

The black-robed man sneered, and easily rubbed out two pitch-black balls of light the size of a human head, one left and one right, towards the most crowded place in the city.

This trick can be described as very insidious, but the two true monarchs have already been prepared, and after looking at each other, they tacitly divide and cooperate.

Wenquan Zhenjun stopped the two balls of light, and the other Yuanying Zhenjun with a national character face chased after the black-robed man, with full firepower, forcing the black-robed man to parry.

As a result, the speed of his escape was greatly reduced, and by the time Wenquan Zhenjun had finished dealing with the affairs in the city and chased him out, he was already unable to fly.

At this time, the position of the three of them had already moved away from Huixing City and came to the sky above an unknown mountain range.

The black-robed people were obviously extremely familiar with this place, and constantly used the terrain to carry out guerrilla attacks, fighting one against two, and not falling behind for a while.

However, this is only the intention of the two true monarchs.

At present, they basically don't know anything about this group of evil cultivators, and they must seize every opportunity to find out something.

"Wenquan, have you noticed, I always feel very familiar with this set of footwork he uses, as if I have seen ...... somewhere"

Hearing this, Wenquan Zhenjun frowned, carefully observed the figure of the black-robed man shuttling between the mountains and forests, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly realized.

"It seems to be a little familiar, I remember, more than a hundred years ago, at the Puzhoushan Tea Party, the former leader of the Scattered Cultivation League, used this set of footwork!"

"That's right, it's him, Tu Genshan."

The face of the national character is solemn, and there is still a bit of hesitation and disbelief in his eyes.

"I still remember that at that time, Tu Genshan relied on his footwork to shine and become famous, and asked him where he came from, but he said that he realized it by accident, and he had his own meaning......"

"If what he said is true, then there should be no second person in this world who can do this set of footwork, but Tu Genshan, obviously ...... more than thirty years ago"

The two reasoned and looked at each other, only to feel a cool air rising behind them.

"If it's really him, if Tu Genshan really isn't dead, then this group of evil cultivators has been plotting for at least a hundred years, or even longer......"

"What the hell are they going to do?"

"These things will be discussed in the future, and there is only one thing to do at the moment, take this fang!"

The true monarch with the national character face showed murderous aura, and no longer had a false relationship with the black-robed man who was suspected of Tu Genshan, and the whole person disappeared in place at once, and went straight to the latter's door.

Wenquan Zhenjun followed, and the two joined forces to catch the black-robed man off guard.

They had the intention to test whether this person was Tu Genshan or not, and their moves were all directed at his face, intentionally or unintentionally.

The black-robed man was extremely guarded, but two punches were invincible to four hands, and a gust of palm wind rushed straight to the door, he couldn't dodge, and most of the cloak on his face was instantly destroyed.

The middle-aged face hidden under the cloak was finally revealed.

Long narrow eyes, hooked nose.

Looking at this face that had not been seen for a hundred years, the two true monarchs both had their pupils shrinking, and their hearts tightened.

It's really him!

Tugen Mountain!