"Alright, don't be too troubled!"

The woman in Tsing Yi sitting in the pavilion suddenly said softly, although the voice was soft, the vicious head immediately stopped being fierce, held her breath silently, lowered her eyebrows, and honestly retreated to the edge of the pavilion.

Linghu Yi Chong looked at it, it was boring, there was no fight, he glared at the head of the tuo, and saw that the woman in the pavilion was still kind, and it was not easy to have a seizure, so he walked forward.

I didn't take a few steps, but there was a three-way road in front of me, and I didn't know which way to go, so I just sat on the side of the road and waited for the group of people behind to lead the way.

Dozens of people looked at each other, and an old woman in her fifties shouted, "That boy, why don't you leave?"

Linghu Yichong said angrily: "I can't go!"

The crowd standing by the pavilion couldn't help but be happy, and a middle-aged man who looked like a scholar smiled and said, "It's a stupid and bold!" Everyone laughed and didn't care.

After waiting for a while, the woman in the pavilion stood up, walked out of the pavilion, and walked forward, and everyone hugged left and right, and walked past Linghu Yichong.

Linghu Yichong raised his eyes, only to see the woman's small and white chin, and the old woman shouted: "Silly boy, don't look around!"

Linghu Yichong saw that it was a young woman, and he was a little embarrassed to lower his head, and he didn't talk back to the old woman.

The group's footsteps slowly accelerated, and Ling Hu Yi hurriedly stood up and followed.

The middle-aged scholar shouted, "Boy, what are you doing with us?"

Linghu Yichong replied loudly: "Go see the excitement!"

Although Linghu Yichong is twenty-five or sixteen years old, since he entered Huashan and then overseas, he has not worried about eating and drinking, he has grown tall, and his face is not as mature as the average twenty-five or sixteen years old, and he looks a few years younger, just like a young man who has just entered the rivers and lakes.

In fact, he is indeed a rookie who has just entered the rivers and lakes.

There was a chuckle from the crowd, and the woman in Tsing Yi glanced back, as if she smiled lightly, but she didn't pay attention to it, and hurried east.

Linghu Yichong followed him for more than ten miles and came to the foot of a big mountain.

But I saw a small pavilion at the foot of the mountain, and two or three hundred people blocked the road in the south, looking at the costumes, but they were people from all sects of righteousness, including Songshan, Taishan, Hengshan, Qingcheng, Emei disciples, and so on.

In the north, there is a uniform black samurai suit, which Hu Yichong recognizes as a demon sect costume, and there are also more than three hundred people, with swords, guns, shields, and hooks, with a serious expression, and it looks much more neat than the righteous sects.

The woman with dozens of people followed behind the righteous people, and did not say a word, and the righteous people looked back, and saw that everyone was disorganized, and did not care, and continued to stare at the pavilion in front of them.

Linghu Yichong stepped on his feet and looked, the gazebo in front of him was blocked by the black pressure on people's heads, and he couldn't see anything, so he turned around the crowd in front of him and walked to the north.

The woman in green clothes saw Ling Hu Yi rushing towards the north, and glanced at it curiously, and everyone next to her saw it, and also turned their heads to look, and saw Ling Hu Yi rushing towards the north, and they all showed a gloating smile.

Linghu Yichong didn't care, and when he came to the middle of the two gangs, there was a gap five or six zhang wide, and Linghu Yichong stood alone, and the people on both sides looked at him with some curiosity.

There was no one to cover it, and Ling Hu Yichong saw the situation in the pavilion at a glance, a thin old man in white clothes, carrying a small backpack, a scimitar hanging from his waist, holding a wine jug, and drinking a small wine as if no one else was drinking.

Linghu Yichong sighed, this person didn't know what evil he had done, he was actually hunted down and killed by hundreds of people from both good and evil, and it was estimated that the ancestral grave of the family was dug up.

The wine was extremely fragrant, seven or eight zhang away, the clear aroma still wafted into Ling Hu Yichong's nostrils, Ling Hu Yichong hadn't drunk such a good wine for a long time, his throat couldn't help gurgling, he stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, and took a few steps forward.

Both sides are strong martial artists, and as soon as this grunt came out, more eyes on both sides looked over, and they both showed funny looks.

In the front row of the Demon Sect disciples, in the middle of many martial arts masters, a thin man raised his head slightly, and said coldly: "Xiang Zuo, you still obediently go back with us, maybe the Eastern Sect Master will spare your life for the sake of your many years of service to the Divine Sect." ”

"Ahh

Linghu Yi screamed, attracting everyone's attention, and hundreds of people around the pavilion all turned their heads to look over.

I saw that the bearded young man who was stupid and grinning and stood between the two paths of good and evil was pointing at the Demon Sect elder who had just spoken, with a shocked expression and round eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.

On the side of the righteous path, a kind person shouted: "Boy, why are you standing there stupidly, go away, be careful that the demon sect murderer has harmed you!"

The thin man's speech was interrupted, the boss was displeased, turned his head and said angrily: "Boy, get out, you are lucky today, grandpa has no time to pay attention to you." ”

After speaking, he turned his head to the old man in the pavilion and said, "I respect you as a good man of the Divine Sect, do you have to kill flesh and blood, so that those righteous hypocrites can't see the jokes." ”

"So you're demon cult villains!"

Linghu Yichong suddenly realized, reached out and pulled out the long sword inserted in the waistband of his trousers, and shouted:

"Eliminate the Demon Guardian Dao and kill the Demon Sect!"

After saying that, he pulled out the long sword inserted in the waistband of his trousers, and swung it towards the demon cultists.

What's going on?

Only then did I realize that those were demon cult villains?

This is, to fight three hundred people of the Demon Sect alone!

The righteous path was a little confused, and some people saw that Linghu Yichong was making a move on the Demon Sect people, and they all drew their weapons, so they wanted to step forward to help.

A few old men inside hurriedly shouted: "Do the right thing first, kill the demon, and then help the young man." ”

Everyone stopped, and saw that Linghu Yichong had already pounced on the Demon Sect and stabbed him with his sword.

A Demon Cultist holding a double iron card jumped out, blocked the horizontal card in his left hand, and with a wave of his right hand, the iron card smashed into Linghu Yichong.

Linghu Yichong's body suddenly squatted down, avoided the iron card, stabbed obliquely with a sword, pierced the person's right hand, roared, and hit the person's left shoulder on the iron card in the person's left hand, the person's right hand was in severe pain, and he lost the iron card, and his left hand couldn't withstand the impact of Linghu Yichong, and his face was smashed flat by his own iron card, and he flew out upside down screaming, knocking down several demon cultists.

"Good!"

"Young heroes are good martial arts!"

"The young man comes back first......"

"Kill, kill these cubs......"

When the righteous people saw Linghu Yichong's victory, they cheered loudly, just as happy as they were about their victory.

The Songshan faction and the Qingcheng faction recognized Linghu Yichong, but they all looked worried, squinted and did not speak, and looked coldly at Linghu Yichong playing treasure.

But the righteous path was happy too early, and as soon as the cheering words fell, behind the team, there were more than a dozen screams, and the subordinate of the woman in green clothes drew out his weapon and cut down more than a dozen unsuspecting righteous people in a blink of an eye.

These people screamed loudly, and immediately attracted the attention of all righteous people

The righteous people in the back row were furious, drew their swords one after another, turned around and pounced, and dozens of the woman's subordinates flew up and fought with the righteous path.

When the lean man saw his men wounded and fell to the ground, he was furious and shouted, "Go and kill this fool." ”

A middle-aged woman holding a pair of knives, with a fierce light in her eyes, her two knives staggered, and instantly slashed at Linghu Yichong more than a dozen times.

Linghu Yichong slammed his feet, the long sword in his hand struck out again and again, stopping the woman's double knife fast attack, and just about to fight back, the left and right soft whips rushed out like poisonous snakes, wrapping around Linghu Yichong's legs.

Linghu Yichong was just about to retreat to avoid it, when the two chain hammers roared in a circle and smashed towards the back of Linghu Yichong's head.

In an instant, Ling Hu Yichong was in danger.