Chapter 249: Black Mist

Lu Siren turned around and stood with Jiang Bu, looked at Jiang Xie and Gong Yihe and snorted coldly: "Just with you crooked demons and evil ways, you dare to be the enemy of the righteous path of martial arts in the world?"

"Two sect masters, it's useless to talk too much, quickly capture and kill these two!" Lu Siren kept staring around as he spoke, and the candle resentment that had just disappeared was staring at him from nowhere, like a maggot on a tarsal bone.

"Boom—"

Suddenly, there was a strange laugh from outside the field.

Another person dressed as a disciple of the Holy Sword Sect slowly walked into the arena.

"Sect Master Deer, are you looking for me......?

Although he had a smile on his face, this Holy Sword Sect disciple's voice was hoarse, and his tone was cold, with a strange sense of disobedience.

Lu Siren looked at him, and suddenly became angry: "Candle resentment, you have killed my Holy Sword Sect disciples one after another, give me my life!"

As the only remaining inheritor of the Chaos Cult, Candle Resentment has evolved the Chaos Dafa to a certain extreme, not only being able to control the living, but also incarnating hundreds of thousands. As long as he is not found, he cannot be killed completely.

Lu Siren shouted, and his body rushed away, and the scholar's sword rose with a piece of light and shadow, and the heroic righteousness cooperated with Ling Yuan's internal force, and the momentum was huge.

At the same time, Jiang Fei and Xu Daoren also faced Gongyi River and Jiang Xi, so that it became three against three.

Lu Siren's sleeve robe bulged, and scale-like lines appeared on his palms, and his whole person's momentum changed and became extremely violent. The heavy fist was swung up, the palm was in the sky, and every shot was accompanied by a roaring sound, directly suppressing the Gongyi River.

To Fu Hao's surprise, Xu Daoren took out something like a ring ruler out of nowhere, used a set of rulers, and the shadow of the ruler shrouded Jiang Xi, knocking him twice in just a few breaths. Jiang Wei let out a painful cry, and could only rely on the dexterity of his body to wrestle with Xu Daoren.

Fu Hao was surprised, he understood why Xinping was afraid of his teacher. If you go down with this set of rulers, your head is definitely full of bags. Moreover, are the weapons of the Holy Wenzong so peculiar, Zhi Xinping is a long pen, and his master Xu Daoren is a ruler, I don't know what Zhi Xinyi's weapon is......

As soon as the three Sect Masters of the Four Holy Sects came on the field, they defeated the trio of Gong Losing River. They are not as good as Lu Siren and others in terms of realm strength, and they have consumed a lot of money in fighting with Lu Siren before, and if they continue like this, they will be captured and killed within a few rounds.

As for the two battlefields in the back, they are also in a state of temptation, and their purpose is just to contain each other, and they don't need to fight to the death.

What made Fu Hao more concerned was Wu Shan, the sect leader of the Holy Body Sect, and his opponent was Xiao Jue of the Spirit Rhino Sword Sect. Xiao Jue's Lingxi Sword Technique is good at finding the enemy's weaknesses and attacking people's weaknesses with his own strengths, but in the face of Wu Shan, he has a feeling that he can't use his strength. Because of Wu Shan's weakness, he couldn't find it.

Wu Shan stood there clearly, and there was no weapon in his hand, so he shook the weapon with his fists and feet. But no matter from which angle Xiao Jue launched the offensive, the latter could calmly block it.

"The sect master of the Four Holy Sects, sure enough, each one is not simple......" A trace of remorse flashed in Xiao Jue's heart, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Fu Hao has inspiration, the Lingxi Sword Technique's idea of finding other people's weaknesses and breaking the face with points is good, it is worth learning a little, and it can be matched with his handsome sword intent. When the time comes, a sword will go down and directly stab others in the underbelly to achieve the effect of winning with one blow.

But then, Fu Haoyou shook his head, although this method is good, it is not quite in line with his character. If you want to fight, you have to crush it in a dignified manner, so that the opponent is lying on the ground and powerless to resist, his sleeve punch is this type, and if you punch down, it is all melon skin.

"Well, it all comes down to me because I'm a kind person. Facing a gentleman with a gentleman's fist and a villain sword against a villain is in line with my approach. Fu Hao sighed in his heart, and then began to classify these people on the field.

"Xiao Jue and Ye Siming, they were originally famous and decent, they should have been bewitched, and they could spare their lives; although Gongyi River is a person in the evil way, what kind of 'corpse mountain blood and sea skill' is also very uncomfortable to look at, but after all, they didn't play any tricks, and they didn't kill innocents indiscriminately, they were classified as pending, and they should be half-crippled when the time comes; as for the other two, they also killed a sword disciple just now, reward each of them with a handsome sword intent, and let them realize their ugliness!"

It's a pity that these people are still doing everything they can to fight for life and death, but they don't know that Fu Hao has already arranged an ending for them in his heart.

And the reason why Fu Hao hasn't made a move yet, firstly, because he doesn't know that with this obviously insufficient strength and manpower, why do Candle Ressent and others have the confidence to dare to make trouble at this time, obviously not because they have lived enough, so there must be a backhand;

Fu Hao had a feeling that the time was coming......

But he said that Lu Siren was angry in his heart, but he did not lose his mind, he knew that even if he killed the disciple of the Holy Sword Sect in front of him, there was no way to completely solve the grievances. So while persecuting his opponents, he tried to find the hiding place of Candle Resent's true body.

Even if the chaotic evil law is abnormal, the candle resentment himself should not be able to stay too far away from the puppet controlled.

"Candle Resentment, is this your confidence? Underestimate our Four Holy Sects too much, and you will pay for it soon!" Lu Siren flicked his wrist, and three sword lights slashed at the puppet controlled by Candle Resentment, knocking the latter into the air.

A deep wound appeared in his chest, but strangely not much blood flowed out.

The puppet seemed to be indifferent to the trauma on his body, he raised his head, there was not much expression on his face, and said mechanically numbly: "Hehe, what, Lu Siren, are you afraid?

Lu Siren frowned, he listened carefully, but he still couldn't know where the true body of the candle resentment was hidden.

"You madman, just a few of you, it's still too far away!"

Lu Siren wanted to destroy this puppet so that this disciple could rest in peace.

Suddenly, a burst of black smoke appeared on the martial arts arena for no apparent reason, and with the help of the wind, it instantly filled the entire venue.

Fu Hao was overjoyed, patted his thigh and said happily: "Found it!"

Then he felt a small hand on his leg: "Okay, now you are all patting my thigh in a grand manner, master-father-"

"Not good!" Fu Hao's heart was cold, just now he finally found the possible hiding place of the body of the candle resentment, and as soon as he was happy, he slapped Cai'er's leg, and the feeling was really wonderful......

"Ahem, cough, cough-" Fu Hao hurriedly grabbed Jiang Cai'er's small hand and said seriously, "It's a misunderstanding, Cai'er, I may have to make a move next, you just stay here, and be more careful at the same time......"

Jiang Cai'er saw that Fu Hao was so serious and realized the seriousness of the problem, so she returned to her well-behaved appearance and nodded.

Fu Hao also nodded, and then looked at the black mist.

(End of chapter)