Back to the Huashan Sect, there were only three or three disciples walking around, the atmosphere was slightly depressing, and everyone's expressions were very dull, as if the whole sect was facing some catastrophe!

Ling Hu Chong walked strolling, but he didn't see the familiar faces of the land monkeys, nor did he see Lao Yue and Shi Niang, could it be ...... What has happened to them?!

Casually pulled a little junior brother who looked very immature and asked the reason, and from the latter's mouth, Ling Hu Chong learned that two men in strange costumes had just come, fierce and vicious, and the master and the old disciples were all accompanying the guests in the room.

"Who has such a big face, and can actually let the whole Huashan faction accompany them?"

With the mood to find out, Ling Hu Chong saw at a glance that Lao Yue and Shi Niang were sitting in the master's position, and the expressions on their faces were a little unnatural, and the two men, one was wearing a silver-white robe, the other was wearing a red power suit, carrying a big knife, and looking arrogant with Erlang's legs crossed.

Ling Hu Chong lowered his head and blended in the ranks of junior brothers and sisters who stood aside without saying a word and had a dull atmosphere, wanting to wait and see what the two people wanted?

"Master Yue, you have to think clearly, not only your daughter's life is in our hands, but the lives of all the people in the entire Huashan Sect are in our hands, and the lives of your lovely apprentices are all in your thoughts, if you are still obsessed, we have to do it now!" said the silver-robed man Yin Vulture as he spoke.

"If my Huashan faction is not exhausted, no one will be able to shake the centuries-old foundation left by their ancestors!" Lao Yue and his wife glanced at each other, as if they had made great determination to take the case.

"We are destined for Master and Master to live and die together!" shouted in unison from all the disciples of the Huashan Sect.

"Then you're going to die?" The red-robed man with the big sword on his back grinned, and while his hand pressed on the hilt, all the disciples of the Huashan Sect had already drawn their swords in unison.

"You Heavenly Gate kidnapped my parents, now we will settle the old accounts together!" Lin Ping's sword attacked the two.

Linghu Chong saw Lin Pingzhi's sword momentum, which was much stronger than a few days ago, since everyone Tianmen had already bullied him. Ling Hu Chong didn't plan to be idle, and his right hand had already grasped the hilt of the Beichen Heavenly Wolf Blade.

"Hide the knife, don't be careless, this kid's swordsmanship is weird!" the silver-robed man reminded.

"Hmph, pediatrics!" the Tibetan knife pulled out the big knife and swung it forward.

"Bell-"

The long sword in Lin Pingzhi's hand was broken into two by the shock, and the tiger's mouth had been broken, but the half-truncated sword was still firmly grasped in the flesh and blood blurred hand, and a pair of fire-breathing eyes stared at the Tibetan knife as if it were devouring blood, although it was slowly slid down the wall by the latter's next kick. Those blood-hungry eyes remain the same!

How can the hatred that accumulates in the heart be relieved by the pain of the body?

Lao Yue's brows tightened, he knew very well how Lin Pingzhi's swordsmanship was, but even so, the latter still couldn't even catch the other party's sword, which showed that this person's martial arts cultivation was noble beyond his expectations!

But the matter has come to this point, the face has been completely torn, and it is going to die both horizontally and vertically anyway, so it is better to fight to the death, so that maybe the bottom can escape. At this moment, it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for Huashan to discuss the sword, if you can support the outside world, the Central Plains martial arts can come out in large numbers, how can you let the people of Fusang outside the Saiwai be rampant here?

The mind has been decided. Lao Yue took out the sword enshrined in front of the statue of the ancestor master, stood in the center of the hall, and said loudly: "The disciples of the Huashan faction listen to the order, and leave the Huashan faction as fast as you can!"

Mrs. Yue and her husband have the same heart. He also drew his sword and stopped it in the center of the hall, and said to the stunned disciples, "What are you still doing there? Get out of here!"

Lu Monkey and other disciples said in unison: "We are bound to live and die together with Master and Master!"

"Hehe, what a touching master-apprentice relationship! You all have to die here today. Not a single one can escape!" the silver-robed man said with a sinister smile.

"Then you have to kill the two of us in advance!" Lao Yue held the sword in his right hand and his wife's hand in his left hand, ready to die.

The Tibetan knife was wielded, but he didn't speak, the void with a sinister smile was split, and a sword gang slashed over as if tearing through the space, Lao Yue instantly gathered Zixia Divine Skill and the sword body, and desperately resisted this terrifying knife, and there were already some cracks on the sword!

"Every !!"

The strength was like a storm, swept wantonly, the furnishings in the hall were overturned in an instant, the ripples in the space spread, and Lao Yue spit out a mouthful of blood, desperately resisting this sword!

Mrs. Yue hurriedly said: "You guys go quickly! Leave the Huashan faction and go to find your senior brother, today is the day of Huashan's sword discussion, your senior brother will definitely come!!"

"Master!"

The disciples were choked up with anger in their tones, they all knew that Master and Master were fighting for their lives with their lives!

In the face of the enemy's fierce offensive, they could only watch, and they couldn't even get closer, and everyone gritted their teeth and hated themselves for being incompetent!

"Old fellow, don't struggle anymore! today you and your apprentices all have to die!"

"Poof!!"

Lao Yue spit out a mouthful of blood, the sword in his hand was shattered into countless pieces, and he was no longer able to stand up, and fell to the ground.

"Don't !!"

All the disciples exclaimed in unison, a figure flew out of the crowd, a cold light poured down, "Bell!" A loud sound, the Tibetan knife retreated more than ten steps one after another, and the body of the big knife in his hand was constantly trembling!

"Who's coming?!" the silver-robed man asked in a deep voice.

"Huashan, Linghu Chong!"

Ling Hu Chong put the Beichen Heavenly Wolf Blade on his shoulder, and stared at the two people in front of him with a calm gaze.

"You...... Are you the ghost sword Linghu Chong?!"

The voice of the hidden knife trembled a little, as one of the three blades of Tianmen, he couldn't be clearer about the fate of burying the sword, and the hand holding the sword was cut off by the person in front of him with a sword in just one breath!

The silver-robed man's eyes also showed a little horror, his identity was Tianmen Lei Zun, he had already heard of the deeds of Huo Zun being beheaded by a sword, and the door master had personally ordered everyone not to have a head-on conflict with Ling Hu Chong when they saw it, the latter was one of the targets of his personal hunting!

Linghu Chong said: "For the ghost sword, I don't like this title, you can call me the sword demon! Of course, you have no chance to find a chance, because you will have to die in a while!"

"Boy, you'd better not be too arrogant!"

Although Lei Zun was afraid of Ling Hu Chong, he was extremely unhappy with the latter's attitude, and besides, he didn't want to believe that Ling Hu Chong could kill Huo Zun, after all, the age is here!

"Are you arrogant or not, won't you know if you try it?" Ling Hu Chong glanced back at the frightened old Yue couple with shocked faces, turned to look at Lei Zun, and said expressionlessly.

The temper of the hidden knife is not good, and his face is even less lustrous when he is shocked back to such a situation by Ling Hu Chong's knife, in order to save the few dignity of the knife, he lifted the big knife and jumped up, and slashed at the top of Ling Hu Chong's head in the air.

Linghu Chong's body was on one side, getting out of the way, and the attack of the hidden knife failed, and the Beichen Heavenly Wolf Blade blade in Linghu Chong's hand turned, and crossed the right arm of the Tibetan knife holding the sword, because of the extremely fast speed of the knife, everyone only felt a flower in front of them, and then, the right arm of the hidden knife fell off strangely and seemed to be out of thin air, and smashed to the ground with a knife!

"Plop!"

Silence, the hall suddenly fell into an eerie silence, the disciples of the Huashan Sect opened their mouths wide and looked at the scene in front of them, the expression on Lei Zun's face twitched, and the complexion of the hidden knife was directly solidified, and it was not until he felt the severe pain for a moment that he reacted, screaming and crashing everywhere, and the blood at the broken arm was spilled all over the ground!

"Ah!!h!!hhh

The heart-rending scream of the Tibetan knife echoed in the reverberation, and Ling Hu Chong turned to look at Lei Zun, raised the Beichen Heavenly Wolf Blade in his hand, and said with a smile: "Is it familiar?"

Lei Zun was stunned for a moment and said, "This ...... This is one of the seven famous knives of our Fuso?"

Linghu Chong added, "The Beichen Celestial Wolf Blade is the trophy I obtained from a man named Okita Shinhachi in your Heavenly Gate. ”

"What?!" Lei Zun's face was full of disbelief.

Okita Shinba is the deputy master of the Heavenly Gate, in addition to the door master and the two judges inside the Heavenly Gate, the strongest is him, three years ago he said that he was going to find the "Beichen Heavenly Wolf Blade" and went to the northern polar region, so far there is no news, it turned out to be in the hands of Ling Hu Chong!

Linghu Chong smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, you can go and accompany him soon, the people in the Heavenly Gate, I will send them all down one by one, including your turtle gate master who hides his head and tail!"

"Boy, you'd better not get too carried away!" Lei Zun shouted violently, and rushed towards Linghu with his bare hands.

Ling Hu Chong threw the Beichen Heavenly Wolf Blade in his hand to the side, and the blade slashed through the neck of the Tibetan knife that was touching the knife, and nailed it to the wall on the side......

Solving a fly is still secondary, mainly because Ling Hu Chong doesn't want to take advantage of other people's bare hands, plus the resources of the peerless five heavens are not used, isn't it too wasteful?

"Touching !!"

The four palms intersected, and instantly stirred up waves of spatial ripples, spreading like water waves, and as illusory as smoke!

The disciples of Huashan sent Lao Yue and his wife to help them up, and when they saw that the senior brother beat the other two of them, they all felt their blood boiling, and the land monkey couldn't help but cheer loudly.

Lei Zun's face was red, he knew that this was the last fight, whether he was dead or alive was all in this last internal force fight, the reason why he chose to fight the internal force was that Ling Hu Chong was still young, and it was impossible to have a high level of martial arts cultivation, and he mistakenly thought that Ling Hu Chong was only relying on strange and unpredictable swordsmanship! (To be continued......)