The people of the Demon Sect looked at Zhang Xiaofan, who seemed to ignore him, and was slightly angry in his heart, and said: "Boy, your companion is dead, grandpa and I are in a good mood today, if you kneel down and kowtow to me a few times, maybe I will spare your life." ”

Zhang Xiaofan bowed his head and was silent from beginning to end, and only then did he react when he heard that Lin Jingyu was in danger.

His face was hidden in the darkness, his shoulders trembled slightly, and he held a black rod in one hand, and the green tendons on it bulged out, as if he was enduring something in pain.

But the demon cultist thought that he was frightened after listening to what he had just said, and he looked up and laughed, and he was overjoyed.

"There's... Is it that ridiculous?"

The muffled voice came slowly, and suddenly churned with endless anger, and the voice of the demon cultist came to an abrupt end like a duck being choked by the neck.

He hurriedly looked at Zhang Xiaofan, but found that he had already raised his head at some point.

An eerie smile tugged at him on the pale ground, his eyes blood-red and he gasped for breath.

The black rod in his hand slowly lit up with a cyan dark light, but for some reason, there was still a little bit of blood light hidden in it, and a bloody aura came to his face.

The people of the Demon Sect were taken aback, and the Qingyunmen disciple in front of them turned out to be more like a Demon Sect than themselves.

He cautiously raised a black iron bead and said, "What are you doing?"

As if suppressed for a long time, Zhang Xiaofan gasped and said, "I think... Let you... Die!!"

Before the words fell, the black rod in his hand rose into the air, and the black air covered the blue light on it, and hit it straight to this side.

Seeing this, the people of the Demon Sect blocked the iron bead in his hand in front of the black rod in a flash, and the next moment, the black rod was silently pasted with the iron bead.

Click!

With a soft sound, a crack appeared on the iron ball, and then it shattered.

The people of the Demon Sect were shocked and hurriedly wanted to retreat, but they didn't expect that the blood light on the black rod flickered and dimmed, and then the black qi rose sharply, and he was wrapped in it.

A violent sucking force suddenly came, and in his terrified gaze, the skin of his whole body suddenly began to seep blood, gathering at the top of the black rod, and then being swallowed inside.

In pain, he opened his mouth to shout, but he never had a chance to speak again.

The black rod sucked up the blood of his whole body with a single turn, and the red beads on the top were so bright that he could no longer see the cyan light that belonged to the Taoist on it.

The black rod slowly flew back into his hand, and Zhang Xiaofan only felt that a warm current suddenly came from it, and it flowed all over his body in an instant.

Looking at the demon cult person on the ground in front of him who looked like a dry corpse, he suddenly felt a little nauseous, and at this moment, there was a cold drink from the side.

"You... What are you doing?!" With a little grief and a little disbelief, Lu Xueqi asked with a pale face.

Lin Zhuo stood beside her silently, frowning slightly, but in the end, he just sighed and slowly pressed the restless Jiuyan in his hand.

Zhang Xiaofan turned around and was just silent when he saw Lin Zhuo and Lu Xueqi, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Stumble!

Lu Xueqi pulled out the Tianya in her hand, and her pretty face was bloodless, pointing at Zhang Xiaofan.

"Zhang... Senior Brother Zhang, you... Tell me... What did you just do?!"

Her sword-wielding hand trembled slightly, and her voice was intermittent.

Zhang Xiaofan seemed to be caught in his own struggle at the moment, his expression on his face kept changing, and finally the corners of his mouth pursed slightly, and he didn't say a word.

Lin Zhuo took a deep look at Zhang Xiaofan, raised his hand and slowly pressed Lu Xueqi's Tianya, and said, "Senior sister, don't be impulsive." ”

And just as she was about to say something more, there was a sudden blue light on the side of the ancestral hall not far away, and at the same time, the sound of swords roaring was like waves, wave after wave.

The faces of the three of them changed slightly, and Zhang Xiaofan seemed to be sober at this time, looking at Biguang in a hoarse voice, and said, "Jing Yu just led four people from the Demon Sect over there. ”

Lin Zhuo sighed in his heart when he heard this, greeted Zhang Xiaofan, pulled Lu Xueqi and swept over there.

Zhang Xiaofan opened his mouth, but finally followed, after killing the person of the Demon Sect, the anger that he had suppressed for a long time in his heart seemed to be released a little, and he was much more comfortable.

In less than two breaths, the three of them had already come to the open space in front of the ancestral hall, but what they saw made several people except Lin Zhuo stunned.

Lin Jingyu seemed to be injured, and the blood on his shoulder was pouring to the side, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the other side.

The expression on his face was shocked, excited, and a little yearning, as if his mind had been robbed.

There was a man standing with a sword, his back as tall as a mountain, but it was an old man.

The dragon slaying sword was held in the old man's hand for some reason, and at this moment, the blue light was slightly constricted, and it hummed gently.

And looking further ahead, there was a shattered magic weapon and the four Demon Sect members who had long since turned into corpses.

Lin Zhuo looked at the old man who seemed to be a different person than before, a trace of admiration flashed in his eyes, and he called: "Senior..."

The old man seemed to have just woken up from a big dream, and was slightly stunned, then he turned around, glanced at Lin Zhuo, and said, "Oh? It turns out that your girl is here." ”

As he spoke, he casually threw the dragon slaying sword in his hand to Lin Jingyu, muttered for a while, and said: "The dragon slaying sword, taken from the extremely bitter land of southern Xinjiang, is cast by the green crystal of ten thousand years, and countless treacherous evils are killed. If you want to use this sword, you must move forward bravely, take the attack as the leader, even if your cultivation is not enough, you must also be determined to kill all the strong enemies, otherwise you must not exert its divine power. You should keep it in mind!"

Lin Jingyu raised his hand to take the Dragon Slaying Sword, and nodded hurriedly, but then he suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said: "Senior, now that my Qingyunmen has suffered a great calamity, my predecessor's cultivation is extremely high, can I make a move..."

The old man skillfully picked up the broom that fell to the ground on the side, sneered, and interrupted: "It has been three thousand years since the establishment of the Qingyunmen Sect, and the profound background is not something that you disciples who have not been in the field for a long time can know, so there is no need to worry. ”

After that, he was about to enter the ancestral hall with a broom, but he suddenly thought of something, turned to look at Lin Zhuo, pointed to Jin Zhen Yu and said, "By the way, crazy girl, you can choose a few of the things I taught you to teach him." ”

Lin Zhuo responded when he heard this, the old man nodded, and turned around to disappear into the darkness of the ancestral hall.

And at this moment, whether it was Jiuyan in Lin Zhuo's hands, or Lu Xueqi and Lin Jingyu's Tianya and Dragon Slayer, they all suddenly buzzed in a low voice.

The faces of several people changed slightly, and they hurriedly held down the restless long sword.

Rumble!!!

There was a loud bang, as if an ancient giant beast had broken free from its shackles, and the entire Tongtian Peak trembled.

And in the shocked gaze of several people, from the direction of the Phantom Moon Cave Mansion, a blazing white light rose into the sky. The higher it goes, the more white it shines, and after only two or three breaths, there seems to be another sun in the sky, and the eyes of those who shine can't even open it.

The swords on the entire Tongtian Peak were all agitated at this time, and the white light only stayed in the air for a moment, as if a figure had taken a deep look at this side, and then went straight to the front mountain.

Before entering the ancestral hall, the old man felt that gaze, and stood in a daze for a long time with a slightly complicated face. It wasn't until Lin Zhuo woke him up that he sighed with emotion: "You guys are lucky, you can see the power of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword right away..."

After a pause, his voice changed, and he continued: "Old man, I'm tired, you can take care of yourself." ”

After that, he disappeared into the shadow of the ancestral hall of the patriarch and was never seen again.

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