sword from heaven

Chapter 520 Fight
Song Yunge looked at Cheng Li.

He wasn't very curious about the Jagged Excalibur. Although Cheng Li's cultivation base was deep, his swordsmanship lacked aura.

So he can beat Meng Jingjing and Zhou Huaijing, but he is not a threat, his progress is limited and he has reached this point.

He clasped his fists together: "Then I will take my leave."

He took a deep look at Meng Jingjing: "Miss Meng, take care, don't trap yourself because of me."

Meng Jingjing nodded slightly.

Song Yunge glanced at Cheng Li, smiled lightly and said, "I will spare your life today, and I will leave."

After he finished speaking, he lightly waved the Shura sword.

A red light flashed on the Asura Sword, and it was already in front of Cheng Li, too fast for Cheng Li to react in time.

"Bang!" His protective divine light suddenly lit up and then collapsed.

His face changed suddenly.

The turbulent force hit the body directly, and after getting into the body, it was divided into several strands, attacking the internal organs respectively.

The force that reached the heart vein was like a sharp sword, and it stopped abruptly when it was about to cut open his heart vein.

He wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, and when he looked up, Song Yunge was nowhere to be seen.

At this moment, he was inexplicably grateful.

He knew that it was the other party's mercy, otherwise, he would have died now, just like Zhou Huaijing.

He turned to look at Meng Jingjing.

Meng Jingjing was staring at the direction where Song Yunge disappeared, admiring Song Yunge's agility, which was even better than Iron Blood Peak's lightness kung fu.

Seeing Cheng Li looking over, she withdrew her gaze and smiled slightly: "Senior brother Cheng, is it okay?"

"It doesn't matter!" Cheng Li shook his head heavily: "Who is he? Why is Junior Brother Zhou not his opponent?"

Normally speaking, junior brother Zhou Huaijing had an adventure, but he was inferior to himself, and he was already a rare opponent in the martial arts.

Even if you meet an opponent, it is very difficult to take his life. At most, it will be evenly divided, or both will suffer.

No matter how bad it is, you shouldn't lose your life.

If it was a disciple from the other sect, they would suspect that Zhou Huaijing was killed because of a sneak attack or being caught off guard, but the disciples of Iron Blood Peak would not.

Because of the divine light that protects the body, it is impossible to kill him with a sneak attack. There is only one conclusion - the opponent's cultivation base is too strong, so he killed Junior Brother Zhou by force.

"The one who killed the Blood Smoke Sect, Xie Baixuan."

"What is the origin of Xie Baixuan?"

"I don't know." Meng Jingjing shook her head lightly and said, "It seems to have popped out from a crack in the rock, and it suddenly appeared. It should be the heir of some ancient martial art."

"That's really hard to guard against!" Cheng Li sighed.

Most of the ancient martial arts were lost, because the vitality of the ancients was more abundant, but with the exhaustion of the vitality, those martial arts could not be practiced.

In ancient times, martial arts that could be mastered in ten years may not be able to be mastered in a hundred years now, so what is the need to practice?
Survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest, countless powerful martial arts in ancient times were lost, and no one practiced them anymore.

But the world is impermanent, this kind of martial arts sometimes suddenly meets the master, and suddenly bursts out with brilliance.

These martial arts are difficult to practice, but once they are practiced, the power will be earth-shattering, and they can become a generation of villains.

"Alas..." Cheng Li shook his head and said, "It's a pity, no matter how powerful he is, he will eventually die under the hands of our Iron Blood Peak."

Meng Jingjing frowned and remained silent.

"Junior Sister Meng, don't try to change this." Cheng Li said, "It can't be changed. No one who can kill my Iron Blood Peak disciple is alive!"

"Then what if he saved my life?" Meng Jingjing snorted, "Could it be that after killing him, burn more paper for him?"

"Well..." Cheng Li pondered: "The merits and demerits cannot be offset. Saving your life is a kindness, but killing Junior Brother Zhou is a resentment. Between kindness and resentment, I am afraid that revenge must be the first."

Meng Jingjing said: "I don't think it should be like this. Senior Brother Zhou doesn't make sense in this matter. Senior Brother Zhou deserves to die!"

"No matter how unreasonable, as long as my disciple of the Iron Blood Peak is killed, he will definitely take revenge, otherwise, what is the majesty of the Iron Blood Peak?" Cheng Li smiled: "Don't think so much, let the Elder Hall judge! "

"They will definitely kill Mr. Xie without hesitation!" Meng Jingjing said dissatisfied: "I only know how to kill, kill, kill, it seems that everyone in the world is afraid of death!"

"Junior sister, you are so naive." Cheng Li shook his head and smiled: "Who in the world is not afraid of death? Junior brother Zhou's body must be collected and presented to the elder hall."

The elder hall will judge the opponent's strength based on the dead body, and then decide how many elders to send out to hunt down.

He quickly took cloth to wrap around Zhou Huaijing's body, lifted it up and floated away, and rushed back to Iron Blood Peak with Meng Jingjing.

Iron Blood Peak is not a mountain, but a valley.

The quaint buildings in the valley are built according to the slope of the mountain, spreading for several miles, vast and magnificent.

The two entered the valley, passed through rows of pavilions, and came to a square dark hall, and raised their voices to announce it.

The two were quickly led into the hall by a young man in black.

Sitting in the hall were four old men with different appearances, all dressed in black robes, with solemn and majestic expressions.

The square-faced old man in the lead asked what was going on, and the remaining three old men went to open the entangled corpses and carefully identify them.

After Meng Jingjing and Cheng Li finished speaking, the three old men got up and left Zhou Huaijing's corpse, their faces were serious, and there was nothing unusual about it.

"Junior Brother Qi, how are you?" the square-faced old man in charge asked.

A thin old man among the three said in a deep voice: "It's very tricky and troublesome."

"Can it be solved?"

"……can."

"How many people will be sent?"

"At least 30 people." The skinny old man said slowly: "Killing him will cost at least half of them."

"Such a powerful person?"

"I'm afraid it's more powerful than this, so if you want to be safe, you need to mobilize fifty elders."

"Hmm..." The square-faced old man pondered.

"Uncle Jing!" Meng Jingjing hurriedly said: "Actually, I think that you don't have to kill him, you can recruit him."

"Hehe..." Jing Song shook his head and laughed, "Silly girl!"

He understood Meng Jingjing's thoughts, for the savior, he always wanted to repay rather than kill.

But the majesty of the sect is above everything else, and personal grievances are insignificant. No matter what, in the eyes of outsiders, someone killed the disciple of Iron Blood Peak, and Iron Blood Peak failed to kill the other party.

If he is recruited, some people will have unrealistic illusions, thinking that killing the disciples of the Iron Blood Peak will not only cause nothing, but will enter the Iron Blood Peak instead, which becomes a shortcut.

So this can never be done.

"Uncle Jing, he is the blood-smoke sect that was exterminated purely out of justice. We at Tie Xuefeng want to destroy the blood-smoke sect, but we have no choice but to give up because of scruples, and we have not been able to do so." Meng Jingjing went all out, He said loudly: "He acted chivalrously, but he ended up like this. Wouldn't it be disgusting? How will the people of the world see our Iron Blood Peak?"

"Oh..." Jing Song shook his head and said, "You girl, you are very smart, how could you be so stupid, thinking like this?"

Meng Jingjing said: "If we can't convince people with reasoning, but only rely on martial arts, in the end it will not be the right way!"

How could she not know the truth of the world, but she felt that Iron Blood Peak had become narrow-minded in recent years and had gone astray.

(End of this chapter)