“...... Evil Heart Sect!" Xia Hou's tone was calm, but he was still a little jealous. He urged www.biquge.info flying sword, slowly came to the three of his fellow disciples, and confronted each other with them.

Qin Ziyang, who was in the distance, had already noticed that something had happened here, so he stopped early, landed on a big tree on the ground, and watched the two sides quietly.

"Yo, the main one is here?" There are five monks on the other side, all of whom are foundation building monks, and the monks at the front are the same as Xiahou, all of whom are in the late stage of foundation building.

The monk who spoke was an old man with prominent cheekbones and a gloomy look that shone from time to time. This person is also the person with the highest cultivation among the five, and he is in the later stage of foundation building.

"Hehe, I've seen all the fellow Daoists of the Evil Heart Sect. Xiahou's face was as usual, and he arched his hand and said: "My Yuanyang Sword Sect and your sect have always been well water and not river water, I don't know what happened to provoke you today?"

"Hmph!" the old man snorted coldly and said, "My senior brothers and sisters finally found a place to rest, and before they could reach the monks, they were recklessly rushed in by a few juniors of your sect, if it weren't for the old man's open-mindedness, would these Taoist friends of your sect still have their lives to stay here!"

Xia Hou's face was ugly, but he still held back his anger, turned around and asked, "What happened?"

"Senior Brother Xiahou, this evil heart sect is too insidious. The three of us arrived here before them, and as soon as they arrived, they found four corpses, and before they could check it, they were attacked by them, if it weren't for me shouting loudly that my Yuanyang Sword Sect station was around, a few of them wouldn't have stopped!"

"Four corpses?" Xia Hou muttered, "Can you find out who it is?"

The monk shook his head and said, "Not yet, they keep saying that these people are the enemies they killed, don't let us check the corpses, the corpses have been destroyed by them!"

"Ruined!" Xia Hou's eyes became more and more unkind, staring at the people of the Evil Heart Sect.

"Fellow Daoists of the Evil Heart Sect, there is the corpse of my Yuanyang Sword Sect disciple here......

Qin Ziyang in the distance looked at the confrontation between the Yuanyang Sword Sect and the Evil Heart Sect, but he was constantly thinking about the purpose of the Evil Heart Sect's trip.

If the overall strength of the Yuanyang Sword Sect is the hegemony of Zheng Guo, then more than a dozen sects of Zhao Guo, large and small, are all headed by the Evil Heart Sect!

The Evil Heart Sect, one of the largest sects in the Zhao Kingdom, has two Yuan Infant Stage Taishang Ancestors in the sect. Hundreds of years ago, there was also a turmoil in the cultivation realm of Zhao State, and there was a great war between the two major cultivation forces of Zhao State and the Demons, and more than a hundred years later, all the righteous sects in Zhao State were destroyed, and those who fled fled, and the entire Zhao Kingdom was almost controlled by evil monks.

And the Evil Heart Sect is undoubtedly the strongest sect in the Demon Dao Sect of the Zhao Kingdom. In the entire Zhao Kingdom Demon Dao Alliance, the Evil Heart Sect has been sitting in the position of alliance leader for more than ten years!

Although the strength of the evil heart faction was strong, Qin Ziyang did not take it seriously at all. Because, perhaps, only he and the two Taishang Ancestors of the Evil Heart Sect know that the reason why the Evil Heart Sect can be so beautiful in Zhao Country is that the Evil Heart Sect is just a branch of the Evil Moon Sect of Zhongzhou Yu State in Beiling Prefecture!

In his previous life, the Evil Heart Sect was also greatly reduced in strength under the constant suppression of the Yuanyang Sword Sect, and it almost fell apart! If it weren't for the Evil Moon Sect at that time, the Evil Heart Sect might have also gone to the point of destroying the sect!

Qin Ziyang's eyes suddenly lit up, because he actually found that the person from the Evil Heart Sect threw out several corpses. These corpses were familiar to him, they were the Peach Blossom Valley monks he had killed with the talisman treasure before.

He heard Xiahou shout a few words again, and a few people from the evil heart sect began to make noise, but they were stopped by the old man at the head, and finally threw out a "corpse". Saying that it is a corpse is already considered a high level, because this "corpse" has been divided into several parts, and it is almost a five-horse corpse!

Seeing this corpse, Qin Ziyang's eyes changed, this was the corpse of the beautiful woman who was cut into several pieces by him and called Lin Niang!

"Lin Niang!" Ying Ying, who had been hiding behind Xiahou, saw the familiar bright yellow Taoist robes on these corpses, and lay on the corpses with a wail and cried, which made the rest of the Yuanyang Sword Sect look ugly.

Xia Hou took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the anger in his chest, and said, "You are too deceitful!

With Xia Hou's gaze, of course, he could see that the scars on Lin Niang's body were not sword wounds at all, nor were there obvious scars, but bruises and scratches caused by the female monk when she was forcibly repaired!

"What do you mean?" the old man of the Evil Heart Sect smiled gloomily, "The corpses that your sect needs are already here, why do you still say such words?"

A cruel smile appeared at the corner of Xiahou's mouth, and he said, "No, my Yuanyang Sword Sect still lacks a few corpses, and I hope that all Daoist friends will return ......."

The old man at the head of the Evil Heart Sect also heard the killing intent in Xia Hou's tone at this time, and the Dao robe on his body was windless, and he stepped forward and said, "What do you mean by this, could it be that the corpse that your sect lacks is the corpse of my senior brother?"

With the old man's words, the four Evil Heart Sect junior brothers behind him immediately followed in his footsteps, and a gloomy and cold aura immediately surged towards several monks of the Yuanyang Sword Sect.

"Hehe, what Daoyou said is good, today, don't even think about escaping from my Zheng Guo territory while waiting for anyone!" Xiahou burst into a shout, and a golden light suddenly rose from his hand, turning into a huge golden giant sword of more than ten zhang, falling from the sky, and slashing towards a few people from the Evil Heart Sect!

"Yuanyang Sword Zhan!" The old man roared, his hands spread out like vultures, and one after another extremely black mist surged up from behind him, enveloping several of them, and a gloomy and cold tone came from that black gas: "Hey, hey, Yuanyang Sword Sect has such a big breath, let the old man come and comprehend your sect's "Yuanyang Sword Codex" today!"

After saying that, a black and glowing spear suddenly emerged from the mist, colliding fiercely with the golden flying sword falling from the sky, causing a violent vibration!

Suddenly, several more magic weapons rushed out of the black mist, and one after another figures shot out with the magic weapons, rushing towards several people from the Yuanyang Sword Sect.

These people from the Yuanyang Sword Sect were also holding back their anger, they had never suffered such a big loss in the territory of Zheng State, and with Senior Brother Xiahou taking the lead, they immediately sacrificed their respective Yuanyang Swords and entangled with them.

In an instant, the sword qi black mist almost shrouded a small half of the mountain, and from time to time, sword light slashed on the mountain rocks, splashing a large amount of rubble. Everyone is full of spiritual light, full of fighting spirit!

Qin Ziyang, who was in the distance, saw this and kept overtaking and retreating, and he didn't want to be entangled in the battle of nearly ten foundation building monks. The purpose of his trip has already been accomplished, so it is better to get out as soon as possible.

However, before he could retreat far, his face became very ugly, and he saw that a black figure had abandoned the monk of the Yuanyang Sword Sect and flew towards him. In mid-air, a pitch-black spear was pointed at him!

"It's a good time!" Qin Ziyang secretly snorted, stepped on the flying sword, and fled into the distance with a blood shadow.

With this man to hunt him down, he will be able to escape from this place safely!

This place is not far from the mountain gate of their Qingyang Sect!