With the demise of Mei Zhongliu, the legendary figure of a hundred years ago has since disappeared, and Li Qingtao's whereabouts are unknown and short-lived, it seems that the previous blood demon sect masters can't escape the cycle of heavenly principles, and Fa Ming, the head of the four real people of the righteous path, is even more dead, which can only be regarded as a tragic victory.

Hui Ling finished the soul of the dead, incinerated the stumps of the master and brother on the spot, and took out the relics, this time the Jinguang Temple suffered heavy losses, and Hui Ling still needed to return to the master as soon as possible to preside over the overall situation, and said goodbye to everyone and turned to leave.

Feng Wuzhen stood up with the support of the two apprentices, said hello, and left with the apprentices, Shang Bottle was looking forward to it, but he didn't see Yu Jingzhi returning, and he couldn't help but worry that he would be able to meet this time.

Liu Guanglei looked around, the disciples of the sect gathered together, and the two disciples of Cuiyun Mountain died in battle, which cast a haze on the already oppressive air of the Ghost Sword Villa, and the two heads were waiting for the disciples of each faction to come back.

After a while, Yu Jingzhi Imperial Sword came back with Wei Lingyang, and as soon as he landed, Liu Guanglei asked: "Jingzhi, have you ever found any traces of demons?" Wei Lingyang quietly pulled his shirt behind him, Yu Jingzhi understood, and shook his head: "Back to Master, the disciple didn't find anything unusual, thinking that the demon was already gone." ”

Although Liu Guanglei was suspicious, he only frowned and did not speak. After a moment of silence, he hugged his fist with Le Zhengfang, and said in a deep voice: "Master Le, this is the case, Liu Mou led his disciples to take the first step, so don't pass by." Le Zhengfang nodded and replied, "It should be so, there will be a period after the Sword God." Looking at the backs of the Sword God Valley and the others, Le Zhengfang thought a little, he still couldn't guess how Liu Guanglei killed Mei Zhongliu, and what happened after he fell into a coma will not know.

After everyone in the Sword God Valley returned to the valley, Liu Guanglei walked straight to the secret room of the Sword Pavilion without saying a word, and the four disciples saw that the master frowned tightly and looked at each other, it was Cao Kexin, who was lively by nature, and was silent after experiencing this catastrophe, and went back to his room to rest.

Walking into the secret room, Liu Guanglei locked the door of the room, threw the mirror aside at will, took off his robe with great effort, tore off his underwear, and saw that his chest was black, his fingers tapped several big points on his chest, spit out a mouthful of blood, pulled out a small iron box from the bookshelf, took out a blood-red pill from it, swallowed it in one gulp, and the black on his chest retreated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After repeating it a few times, Liu Guanglei said to himself: "Although this move is powerful, the power of counterattack is getting stronger day by day, and we need to come up with a way to crack it as soon as possible." Now that Le Zhengfang has become suspicious of me, I have to think of a way to get rid of him, so as not to be troubled in the future. ”

Liu Qianyan's sword was broken, according to the patriarch's testament, he was not allowed to enter the sword mound to choose a new sword, and he held the dragon sword that was broken in two silently. While thinking about it, there was a knock on the door, Yu Jingzhi pushed the door and entered, carrying a narrow sword behind his back, pulled it out with his backhand, handed it to Liu Qianyan and said: "Senior brother, they all say that the sword is given to heroes, this is the sword of the ancestors, and now I will give it to you, thinking that the sword will be in your hand, it will definitely be able to exert its power, it is better than being collected by me in vain." ”

Liu Qianyan hurriedly shirked and said: "How can this be made, Ling Zun Sabre, or collect it well, how can I accept such a big gift!"

Yu Jingzhi couldn't help but stuff the divine sword into the latter's hand, "The sword can't be heard in the sheath, it really buries it, since the dragon chant has been broken, everything is arranged by God, senior brother doesn't have to shirk anymore, take it!"

"Thank you so much junior brother!" Liu Qianyan has been jealous of his talent since the junior brother cultivated, and deliberately distanced himself from the relationship between the two, but at this moment, it is inevitable that his true feelings will be revealed, after all, this is one of the most famous four-character immortal products in the Sword God Valley! Liu Qianyan was annoyed that he missed out on going his own way, and now that he has this opportunity, he has finally made a wish.

In the Tianyun Pavilion of Cuiyun Mountain, Le Zhengfang sat in the middle, and in front of him stood Li Muyun and Wei Lingyang. The former had just returned from the back mountain, and he had not found any trace of the senior, and his guess had come true before he thought about it, and at this moment Le Zhengfang frowned, rubbed his temples, and looked tired.

"Mu Yun, Lingyang, this battle of righteousness and demons, you have also seen that all factions have secret means to press the bottom of the box, not to mention the Fa Ming generation of monks, who are kind and kind on weekdays, and when they are in danger, their luck is like Shura coming into the world, and there is also that Liu Guanglei, who joined forces with him as a teacher, never hurt Mei Zhongliu in the slightest, and actually cut off the head of the sword ghost after I fell into a coma, which shows that our so-called famous and decent people are not as upright as they seem. Originally, my faction also had a talisman, but the teacher had just gone to the back mountain, and he couldn't find the trace of the senior, and he thought that he had passed away. ”

Li Muyun exclaimed when he heard this: "Master, could it be that Yu Jingzhi of the Sword God Valley is a cultivator?"

Le Zhengfang nodded: "What you expected is good, it should be a gift from that senior, as for the reason, there is no way to know." As a teacher has always been eccentric, the world knows, among the seven disciples, only the two of you are fancy, so now although Chen Zhi Lu Fengyuan unfortunately died, the impact on my Cuiyun Mountain is not great, Mu Yun is the best candidate for the next head, Lingyang is even more talented, future achievements may not be able to reach the height of Zuo Xianfan, after a hundred years as a teacher, Mu Yun is face, Lingyang is the lining, I Cuiyun Mountain can still have a place in the world. ”

Wei Lingyang looked at the master with complicated eyes, as if he really knew him for the first time, the latter looked serious, looked at the apprentice who was known as the first person in the world in twenty years, and said solemnly: "Lingyang, the master has something to ask you, and he must answer truthfully." ”

"Master, please speak, Lingyang doesn't dare to hide anything. ”

"Do you like that Yu Jingzhi?"

Wei Lingyang opened his mouth wide when he heard this, and his face was full of astonishment.

Le Zhengfang sighed, "Okay, the master knows, the master doesn't force you to do anything, since you love this son, for the master to order you to have more contact with him in the future, be sure to find out how Liu Guanglei killed the devil, do you understand?"

For the first time in his life, Wei Lingyang saw his master talking to him in such a tone, and he didn't want to disobey his master, so he had to nod.

"Okay, you two step back first, and let the teacher be alone for a while. ”

Li Wei and the others hugged their fists and said goodbye, looking at the slender back of their apprentice, Le Zhengfang said astringently: "Lingyang, for the sake of my century-old foundation of Cuiyun Mountain, don't blame the master for being ruthless." ”