Every time I go back to the mountain, I will see the apprentices making trouble

Lu Xingchen deeply felt that it was time for him to pretend again, he tilted his sword and pointed at Qinghuai, "You are so weak, even if you become demonized, you will only become a better-looking rookie."

Qinghuai's whole person is not well. The days when he was ridiculed the most were when he was in the Lingfeng sect. Shouldn't everyone be afraid of him now that he reveals his identity as a demon?Is this Lu Xingchen losing his mind?

"Qinghuai, heh, that's just the name you hypocritical monks gave me." He said.

Ling Yao pressed down the head of the crazy nympho Xinlian, thinking, "Who is he? His cultivation is not weak..."

"Qinghuai is even more handsome after being demonized..." Xinlian looked at Qinghuai like a Xizi holding her heart.

"Listen up, I am the young master of the Demon Cult, Xuan Jia." He glanced at Lu Xingchen with disdain, "I am not a rookie."

"Then, from now on, the unilateral massacre will begin, Lu Xingchen, you will be the first to fall for the road paved with blood." Xuan Jia said.

"Why don't you take him down? Are all the disciples crazy?" Zhao Qingmu wanted to draw his sword to step down, but Ling Yao stopped him, "Senior brother, the demons have already mixed into the crowd, so don't act rashly."

"Look, your sect leader has turned into a turtle at this time, and you outer disciples are going to become my sacrifices now, don't follow me quickly, let us sit around the world together !"

Sure enough, some outer disciples who usually hang out with Qing Huai began to whisper in the audience, and Xuanjia was even more happy when he saw this, "Think about your outer disciples, who have the lowest status in the sect, but have to do the hardest and most tiring work. , but also to be looked down upon by those so-called inner sect disciples, is there any hope for such a day? It’s better to turn it back as soon as possible, when the time comes, the secrets of the mind, the elixir, the status of the Taoist companion, what things are not easy to get?"

"The qualifications of the outer disciples are not high, and their cultivation base is also low. If they don't do miscellaneous work, is it because the Lingfeng Sect raises some idlers for nothing?" Lu Xingchen retorted loudly, "Although the inner disciples have a high status, they have to shoulder the heavy responsibility of defending the sect. Can we know how many inner disciples die outside every year with no bones left? And when did the master send an outer disciple to carry out a mission?"

Xuanjia's evil green eyes swept the outer disciples around, "As an inner disciple, he is also a beneficiary here, everyone knows how credible his words are."

"Oh, is that so?" Ling Yao swept up to the high stage, "Then let me ask, do the outer disciples in the audience think that their cultivation has surpassed any inner disciple? Oh, no, no, you still can't." What are you dancing here, go back to the peaks to clean up!"

The inner and outer disciples "cut" when they heard the words, and soon disappeared in twos and threes. Lu Xingchen was surprised why Ling Yao's words were so useful, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to be a disciple of the outer sect. The elder talked with great relish when he was teaching, and the inner and outer disciples all knew his deeds.

Only a few people who had been supporting Xuanjia and a dozen or so unfamiliar faces remained in the audience.

Almost at the same time, Lu Xingchen and Xuan Jia moved their feet, and a moment later there was the sound of weapons changing.

"Ling Yao, go down the mountain quickly. I killed the remnants of the Demon Cult at the foot of the mountain this morning, but I couldn't clean them up. I'm afraid they will cooperate with each other." Lu Xingchen said distractedly during the battle.

"Okay." Ling Yao quickly descended the mountain with his sword.

This competition was held as part of the autumn meeting, so none of the heads of the peaks came. After Ling Yao left, only the head of the sect was left to protect Xinlian and Mo Wendi and fight against more than a dozen demons.

"Are these few remnant soldiers left?" Xuan Jia chuckled, narrowing his narrow and deep eyes.

Lu Xingchen no longer paid attention to fancy steps like before, but concentrated on fighting with Xuan Jia with swords.

Every sword light in Lu Xingchen's eyes began to disintegrate, and they all faced him after passing a certain orbit, but there happened to be a gap in it, which could allow Lu Xingchen to pass through like a dragon swimming in surprise.

With a pop, the cold sword edge and the fiery body fit tightly, as if they were born to fit together like this.

Xuan Jia clutched his chest in pain, warm blood flowed from his fingers, Lu Xingchen saw a black bead rolled from his sleeve to the ground, and broke in two.

Lu Xingchen drew out his sword like flowing clouds and flowing water, he was still immersed in the transparent sword intent just now, he didn't realize what it was at all, his eyes went dark, and he lost consciousness.

The head of the sect had already dealt with those demons and apostate disciples. When they looked up, they saw Lu Xingchen and Xuan Jia disappearing on the high platform together.They rushed up to the high platform and saw the shattered black bead. The master said: "That is the returning bead of the demons. They will break this bead when they are in danger, and the secret method in the bead can bring them back to the demon world in an instant." .”

"Where's senior brother?" Xinlian looked around, but didn't see Lu Xingchen.

Mo Wendi said, "Did they get too close and were taken away together?"

"possible."

The three were silent at the same time.

"Take it as an experience, Lu Xingchen, nothing will happen." The headmaster said with a frown.

"Brother Sect Leader!" Ling Yao came back holding the Yuanxing Sword that was still bleeding down, "Everything under the mountain has been solved!"

"Where are the stars?"

Xinlian and Ling Yao explained the situation just now.

Ling Yao clenched the sword tightly and then let go, "Well, I'll go find him after dealing with the matters on the mountain."

"Master, I'm going too!" "I'm going too." Xinlian and Mo Wendi said at the same time.

"Go to hell! Where is the Demon Realm? With your ability, you can leave the whole body?" Ling Yao patted Xinlian and Mo Wen's flute heads.

"By the way, Senior Brother Sect Leader, how did you find out that something was wrong with Qinghuai?" Ling Yao asked the Sect Leader.

Zhao Qingmu said: "Didn't you see his Tu Ling sword? I noticed it at the beginning of the competition. Which cultivator from Sifangtian dared to use the sword of Demon King Xuanli."

"It was my negligence, and I just found out now. Alas, Xing Chen also investigated him before, but he couldn't find anything. I didn't expect him to be the young master of the Demon Cult."

"Ling Yao, clean up this place, and then let Jiran strictly investigate the unknown people in the sect, both inside and outside the sect." Zhao Qingmu narrowed his eyes, and the murderous intent in his body has not yet receded, "The ones found out , once determined, shoot to kill."

Ling Yao took over the token of the head, feeling a little mixed. Zhao Qingmu had been the head for so many years, and sometimes he was a bit decisive.

Zhao Qingmu turned around and left, leaving Ling Yao, his master and his disciples looking at the corpses all over the floor.

I wonder if Lu Xingchen is safe?