Brother is always slapping his face

He Lianyue captured Mo Zhannan for more than a month, and his father, He Liancong, quietly practiced the ninth level of peerless swordsmanship in private.

Because his cultivation base is deeper than He Lianyue's, and his swordsmanship is superb, which is comparable to Xue Wenlin who performs magic skills.

On the surface, it seems that He Liancong is greedy for beauty, and hangs out with the charming concubine all day long. Unexpectedly, his martial arts advances by leaps and bounds. At this moment, Helian Yue has a new understanding of his father, and his father The concubine was pregnant with a boy, the mother said, and the doctor said that the child was born with spiritual power, which is rare in the world. Thinking of this, for the first time, Helian Yue felt a sense of crisis about her position in Helian Mansion.

With a wave of Helian Cong's long sword, the powerful sword energy diffused in an arc like light waves. Xue Wenlin passed by like a goshawk, dodging a catastrophe, and the sword energy swung towards a towering tree next to him. There was a buzzing sound, and the tree body trembled slightly. When everyone relaxed their vigilance, the big tree was cut down in the middle and collapsed. Everyone was shocked and dodged one after another.

Xue Wenlin's eyes were ruthless, when he fell into He Liancong's hands, he suffered a lot, and they tortured Mo Zhannan like this again, new and old grudges, today they will settle together.

The demonic energy was blazing, like gushing flames, scrambling to be the first to point at Helian Cong.

He Liancong resisted the intertwined gray devilish energy with his long sword, and tried his best to resist like dancing a dragon.

With his sword backhanded, he swung his sword to cut off the dragon-like gray devilish energy.

Xue Wenlin covered his heart, looked sideways, and said to Jia Jingyu and Mo Zhannan concisely: "What are you doing there? Hurry up!"

"Master..." Jia Jingyu and Mo Zhannan cried out in pain.

"Let's go!" Xue Wenlin yelled fearlessly in the face of danger, which made Jia Jingyu and Mo Zhannan's scalps go numb.

Zhan Nan, I will never forget, when you asked me, you were besieged by the four great immortal gates, and where was I? !

Zhan Nan, I will not allow the same thing to happen a second time!

Helianyue hated them the most, their self-sacrifice and fearlessness.Interjecting at an inopportune time, he said in a nonchalant manner: "Want to leave? It's not that easy, father, you deal with Xue Wenlin, I want to catch that Jia Jingyu with my own hands."

He Liancong sneered and reached an agreement with his son Helianyue.

"I'll see who dares to touch my grandson!" Suddenly, a thick, masculine voice resounded through the sky.

"Master Zu (Master)..." Jia Jingyu and Xue Wenlin followed the prestige.

Sure enough, Rong Weichuan led all his disciples to rush here, as if they had fallen from the sky.

He Liancong and He Lianyue took a closer look, their faces darkening.

There are also the majestic disciples of the 'Xuantianzong' led by Zhan Long, as well as Jiang Yiren and his beloved apprentice - Jiang Xuexian and their 'Lingxiao Palace' all female disciples.

The cold moon hangs high, the surroundings are filled with a murderous aura, and the wind is jittery, as if an explosion is imminent.

He Liancong scanned the audience, thoughtfully, and took the lead in attacking: "Everyone came just in time, Master Rong, your disciple Xue Wenlin is actually a remnant of the demon clan, your 'Taihe Sect' pretends to be the number one cultivating sect in the Central Plains, you But you accept the remnants of the demon race as your disciples, what is your intention? How can you explain it?"

Everyone was in an uproar, and turned their probing eyes to Xue Wenlin, who was in the shadows with long hair covering his face.

Especially Kong Cao, a disciple of 'Linlang Peak', and Sister Xu looked at each other with fear and anxiety on their faces.

In addition to the several masters guarding the 'Taihe faction', Zhao Hui, Gao Zhuo, and Feng Zijun, who were present, couldn't believe it. Looking at the master, and looking at Xue Wenlin, who had long hair covering his face and couldn't see his face clearly, hoped They found the answer.

Kong Cao held his sword and scolded angrily: "He Liancong, you are so bloody and spitting, my master has never done anything to endanger the 'Taihe faction', how could it be a demon!"

Hearing what his disciples said, Xue Wenlin, who defended himself like this, covered his face with long hair, and turned sideways to them, was slightly moved.

"Hmph!" He Liancong held his sword horizontally and said eagerly: "Today, I will let you see who your master is?"

Before he finished speaking, He Liancong came with his sword and pointed at Xue Wenlin like an electric shock.

Xue Wenlin's face changed suddenly, and he dodged, and the sharp point of the sword instantly tore his wide sleeves.

Everyone can see that the gray devilish energy spread from his body, like arrow feathers piercing through the air, so that He Liancong didn't dare to be careless, so he used his long sword to defuse them one by one.

He Liancong's goal of exposing Xue Wenlin's identity has been achieved, he retracted his sword and looked around, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone has seen it, Xue Wenlin clearly used the spiritual power of the demons, and the 'Taihe faction' took the remnants of the demons under their command, With evil intentions, what qualifications do they have to be the top of the Four Immortal Sects?"

As soon as this remark came out, Shi Potian was shocked.Everyone was discussing, Rong Weichuan frowned tightly, his face was solemn, and he didn't say a word.

Xue Wenlin clenched his hands into fists and stared at He Liancong, wishing he could tear him to pieces.

Mo Zhannan was very anxious, knowing that the identity of Master Xue Wenlin had been exposed. Tonight, people from the four great immortal sects gathered here. They hated the demons to the bone. How would Master get out?

Jia Jingyu felt his uneasiness, and continued to pour spiritual power into his body.

It was as if the spring breeze melted into silk rain, and Mo Zhannan's broken muscles and bones were reset one after another, repaired and connected.

At this time, Xue Wenlin said slowly: "Now, I have left the 'Taihe faction' long ago, and have nothing to do with them, and what I do has nothing to do with them."

Xue Wenlin's words made Kong Cao and Xu Meimei of 'Linlang Peak' feel anxious.

Rong Weichuan turned to Xue Wenlin with complicated eyes, and they met each other speechlessly.

He Liancong was aggressive: "Xue Wenlin, don't quibble, Master Rong, in front of everyone, will you clean up the door yourself, or let the subordinates do it for you."

At this moment, this situation is so similar to ten years ago when the four great immortal sects besieged the demon clan. Is history about to repeat itself?Once again being choked by fate, as the head of the sect, a decision made is very likely to bring disaster to the 'Taihe faction' with many disciples.

Jiang Yiren also remembered that the battle between the Four Great Immortal Sects and the Demon Clan ten years ago, the flames soared into the sky, the lights of swords and swords caused countless deaths and injuries, which became a lingering nightmare in his heart.

At this time, Zhan Long remembered the pillow in the master's room that he had personally burned. On the back of the pillow was written the name of Rong Weichuan, the head of the 'Taihe School', in blood, which made people shudder.

The coldness in his eyes flashed, and he decided to wait and see what happened and make plans.

Liang Kui looked worried, he didn't know why things turned into the current situation, Qi Lu's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to watch a wonderful show.

Seeing that Rong Weichuan hadn't expressed anything, He Liancong added fuel to the flames and fanned the flames: "Master Rong, you colluded with the demons, the evidence is solid, what face do you have to preside over the overall situation in the world of cultivating immortals, where there are so many talents? "

"Shut up!" Zhao Hui glared, pointing at He Liancong with the tip of his sword gleaming with cold light, and said, "You're so bloody and spitting! Xue Wenlin, we 'Taihe faction' will deal with it on our own, and it's not your turn to tell me what to do."

Liang Kui was afraid of the master who had watched him grow up, taught by precepts and deeds, and showed kindness and power. He lowered his head uncomfortably, afraid of making contact with his angry eyes.

Naturally, He Lianyue and his father worked together, stood up to imitate his father, and told stories: "I said Master Zhao, you said you were going to deal with Xue Wenlin, but your sword was aimed at the members of our 'Helian family', Could it be that you want to kill someone? But, look at the people present today, there is the new head of the 'Xuantian Sect' - Zhan Long, and the lord of the 'Lingxiao Palace' - Senior Jiang, Even if you kill me now, let me see how you can stop everyone in the world!"

"You!" Zhao Hui's lungs were about to explode, and he was speechless.

He Liancong was complacent that his son had won the true biography, and cast admiring glances at him.

Soon, Zhanlong made a loud voice, expressing his position: "In my opinion, what kind of person Xue Wenlin is, and how Sect Leader Rong wants to deal with it is their sect's private matter, and it is inconvenient for us 'Xuantianzong' to intervene."

"What?" Helian Cong and Helian Yue were furious.

When Jiang Yiren heard what Zhan Long said, he sneered and was noncommittal.

That's right, making wedding clothes for others, the younger generation understands the truth, how could she not understand.

What's more, the Helian family's way of doing things is too vicious. It is said that even the young disciples of the 'Taihe School' will not let go of children who pose no threat to them, and they will kill them all. It is chilling.

If, when their father and son become high-ranking people in the world of cultivating immortals, once they are upset, it will bring disaster to their sect.

In comparison, Rong Weichuan, who still has room to do things, is in charge of the overall situation, which makes people feel more at ease.

Xue Wenlin didn't want to see Master Rong Weichuan being made things difficult for him by He Liancong and his son, and now he only wanted to protect Mo Zhannan. As long as he didn't reveal his identity, he would take care of everything, so he said loudly: " As I said, I have long since disassociated myself from the 'Taihe faction', so I might as well tell you that I am the eyeliner of the 'Taihe faction' placed by the Demon Lord Lieyun of the Demon Race. These immortal cultivators who are full of benevolence, righteousness and morality and stained with the blood of our demons will kill them all, just like you treated our demons back then, hahaha..."

Xue Wenlin looked up to the sky and laughed, feeling extremely happy, carefully concealing his identity, for fear of showing his flaws and revealing his true identity, walking on thin ice.Today, I can finally use the innate spiritual power of the demon race to fight with their immortal cultivators.

happy!What a fucking pleasure.

"Speak wildly, die!" He Liancong and He Lianyue fired their swords together, as swift and fierce as a dragon frightening a phoenix. people.

Both He Lianyue and his son have cultivated to the ninth level of the peerless swordsmanship, and it is the sword that ranks high on the weapon list. The combination of the two swords, if there is a god's help, the eagle and the thunder strike, Xue Wenlin gradually felt that it was difficult to deal with it.

What's more, he was calculated by He Liancong and his son, his martial arts were abolished, and his spiritual power was completely lost. In a short period of time, he recovered more than half of it, which is not easy.

Jia Jingyu watched the battle silently, his eyes followed Xue Wenlin's lightning-fast figure, his heart was anxious, and he was secretly worried about him.

When the sharp swords of Helian and his son pierced the master's body, there was a sound of puffing, one sword and two swords, as if piercing into Mo Zhannan's heart, piercing his heart one sword after another, without mercy , bleeding profusely.

"Master..." Mo Zhannan shouted hoarsely.Jia Jingyu was afraid of hurting himself, and the injection of spiritual power was too slow, and Mo Zhannan had no time to wait any longer.

He endured the unbearable pain of ordinary people, and quickly used the spiritual power of the demon to restore and connect his broken muscles and bones.

This was originally a meticulous job, but in order to race against time, he didn't care too much, simply and rudely assembled himself, and then jumped into the air, like a bird flying high, snatching it from the hands of He Liancong and his son. Passed Xue Wenlin who had countless blood holes pierced by sharp blades all over his body.

"Master...Master..." Mo Zhannan's lips trembled, half kneeling on the ground, carefully holding the bloody Xue Wenlin in his arms, his glazed eyes were no longer pure and quiet, but became as deep as the sea, he kept calling Xue Wenlin , into boundless fear.

Xue Wenlin smiled miserably, and slowly raised his arms, wanting to comfort him, but Mo Zhannan immediately lowered his head to feel his warmth.

"Silly boy, what did you run out for? Why don't you hide yourself?" After saying this, Xue Wenlin's arms suddenly drooped, and he died in front of the tearful Mo Zhannan.

At the last moment of his life, Xue Wenlin was most concerned about Mo Zhannan's safety.

Mo Zhannan was at a loss, and murmured: "Master..." I couldn't believe it, the courageous and resourceful master Xue Wenlin who was able to be alone is really dead...

Mo Zhannan was distraught, and a black demonic energy surged from his body like dark clouds turning black ink, and his momentum was majestic.

He Liancong turned pale with fright, and pointed his sword at Mo Zhannan. His hands were trembling, even the long sword in his hand was trembling, and his voice was also trembling: "Heaven... Heavenly Demon... Heavenly Demon... Mo Zhan Nan is a demon..."

The patriarch of the Helian family, who is well-informed and has seen countless beauties, never dreamed that the beautiful boy his son deliberately snatched would fascinate him infinitely. Mo Zhannan, who seemed innocent and harmless, was actually dripping with the blood of demons all over his body. A descendant of the demon royal family with inexhaustible and inexhaustible celestial power.

Jia Jingyu looked at Mo Zhannan from a distance, his thoughts were confused, his lips opened and closed, but he couldn't speak.

Rong Weichuan was very shocked. If Mo Zhannan is a demon, then there is only one possibility. He is the only son of Wu Shaokun and Princess Qiangwei of the Demon Race. When we met for the first time, his facial features gave him a familiar feeling. Today, this doubt finally found the answer.

Everyone present was dumbfounded and terrified.

He Liancong looked at Rong Weichuan, crying and laughing, and asked hard: "They...are they all dead? How is it possible? How is it possible?"

He Lianyue watched her father fall into a state of madness. If she was shocked by electric shock, she would not be able to react for a while.

Rong Weichuan remained silent and did not answer.

The author has something to say:

Put the lid on the pot and run away...

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