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Chapter 595: The death of the headmaster, Wei Tu's threatening words (4k4, please subscribe)

"Is it Ding Shouzheng and Madam Yin Lian?"

Wei Tu's face looked grim, with murderous intent in his eyes. At this moment, no matter how stupid he was, it was not difficult for him to guess the process and purpose of the two people's cooperation.

But soon, his expression calmed down again, and he responded to Lian Shourang's threatening words.

"Let you in? Okay!"

"As long as Master Lian stops, I will let Master Lian in."

The words fell.

Lian Shourang who was outside was stunned. He seemed to have not expected that Wei Tu would be so easy to talk to. He was really willing to disregard the danger and risk his life for his beloved, so he opened the "Ziwu Qiban" and let him in.

"Are you planning to open the ban, join forces with Madam Jin and others, and kill me?"

Lian Shourang raised his eyebrows slightly and thought to himself.

He didn't believe that Fu Daoren, who had made such a big name in the world of immortal cultivation, was an unwise person who didn't understand the situation.

"How ridiculous! How could I, the dignified headmaster of Shengya Mountain, be defeated by you? Besides, Master Ding will be here in another twenty breaths." Lian Shourang sneered in his heart.

As long as he can get Ding Lezheng and others to arrive before Wei Tu opens the "Ziwu Qijin" and returns to the main palace of the Locking Demon Hall, then... no matter how powerful Wei Tu is, he can only be defeated and wait for punishment.

And he would never think that he could not hold on for these twenty breaths.

Thinking of this, Lian Shourang immediately pretended to be overjoyed, and according to his previous words, he stopped further attacks on Mrs. Jin and the three daughters, waiting for Wei Tu to break the ban and come out.

……

In the distance, Ding Lezheng, Madam Yin Lian, and Gongshu Chou, who were rushing towards the Demon Locking Hall, couldn't help but smile when they saw this scene.

How could the three of them, working together, easily allow Mrs. Jin and her three daughters to escape with the help of the "Golden Ghost Mysterious Bone Sedan"? This was just a trap they set for Wei Tu.

They knew that threatening with hostages would most likely only earn them the hatred of "Talisman Taoist", and it would be difficult to use this to knock on the door of the Lord's palace in the Locking Demon Hall.

However, if "Master Fu" saw that there was a glimmer of hope for rescuing Madam Jin and the other two, he would inevitably open the door of the Demon Locking Hall himself.

"You and me, three of us, slow down a bit and don't force this Taoist priest Fu into a corner." Ding Lezheng said in a voice transmission.

Now, Wei Tu had only taken the bait, and it was not yet time for him to be hooked and pulled ashore. He didn't want to scare away this big fish, Wei Tu, by acting too hastily.

The journey of twenty breaths could even be extended to twenty-five breaths or even thirty breaths for Wei Tu.

He believed in Lian Shourang's strength and believed that he would be able to hold Wei Tu tightly and prevent him from getting off the hook.

"Okay!" Upon hearing this, Gongshu Chou and Madam Yin Lian did not refute. They agreed to Ding Lezheng's suggestion and slowed down their escape speed.

Take a breath.

Two breaths.

After three breaths...

Under the expectant gazes of Ding Lezheng and the other two, the "Ziwu Strange Ban" that enveloped the main palace of the "Locking Demon Hall" was finally broken at this moment.

At this time, Wei Tu, who was hiding in the main palace, rushed out immediately and attacked Lian Shourang.

“Shou Rang, hold him back! Don’t let him take back the Yuanzhong Divine Light and escape back to the depths of the Demon Locking Hall.”

Seeing this, Ding Lezheng's face was slightly delighted, and he quickly used the sound transmission magic tool to explain.

——The "Ziwu Strange Forbidden Zone" of the Demon Locking Hall was not truly broken by Wei Tu, but Wei Tu used the "Yuan Zhong Divine Light" to dissolve it to create a passage for entry.

As long as Wei Tu moves his mind and removes the "Yuan Zhong Divine Light", this passage will be restored to its original state.

Therefore, Lian Shourang had only one mission at this moment, which was to delay Wei Tu and keep him outside the main palace of the Demon Locking Hall until they arrived.

however--

The next moment, the scene that happened in the Demon Locking Hall made Ding Lezheng, Gongshu Chou, and Madam Yin Lian somewhat doubtful and uncertain, so much so that their smiling faces stiffened slightly.

It was seen that Wei Tu, who had just come out of the "Ziwu Qijin", came to Lian Shourang's side at an extremely fast speed in an instant.

Next, with just a few punches, the head of Shengya Mountain, the first sect of the righteous path, was blown away a long distance like a broken sack, and coughed up a large mouthful of blood, and his breath quickly weakened.

Obviously, the plan went beyond their expectations.

They underestimated Wei Tu's strength.

He was simply not someone that Lian Shourang, a cultivator who had just been promoted to the late Nascent Soul stage, could defeat.

Not to mention twenty breaths, even for ten breaths, even Shou Rang would not be able to help them delay.

"Shou Rang, use the master's treasure to block the passage of Ziwu Qiban!" Ding Lezheng looked grim. He shouted loudly while speeding up his escape to the Demon Locking Hall.

The words fell.

Lian Shourang did not hesitate. He took a look at Wei Tu, who had already brought Madam Jin and the other two into the Demon Locking Hall. He quickly made a hand gesture and summoned a mini hill.

This mini hill was full of spiritual energy and humming. When it left Lian Shourang's hand, it had grown from the size of a palm to half a person's height. With a flash of spiritual light, it directly blocked the forbidden passage that Wei Tu had just opened.

With the mountain blocking the way, the red-black light curtain's "Ziwu Strange Ban" was unable to "heal" for a while, and its light grew brighter and continued to press towards the mini hill.

Click!Click!
Under the tremendous pressure of the "Ziwu Qiban", although the spiritual light of the mini hill was severely worn out, it was still firmly embedded in the light curtain, motionless.

"With Wan Qingshan here, it should be enough to hold out until Uncle Ding arrives." Lian Shourang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his hands glowed yellow, and he transferred his magic power into the mini mountain.

But soon, his face turned paler due to the excessive loss of magic power. Obviously, activating the magic weapon called "Wan Qingshan" was also a very strenuous task for him.

the other side.

Wei Tu, who thought he had successfully rescued the person and escaped from danger, couldn't help but look gloomy when he saw this situation.

With this mysterious hill blocking the "passage", Lian Shourang was also being held back in disguise.

By the time Ding Lezheng, Gongshu Chou and Lady Yin Lian arrived, his fate was almost certain death.

He didn't have the confidence to deal with these three people on his own.

“However, this treasure may be able to resolve this crisis.” Wei Tu had an idea and took out the “Xuanling Gold Chain” that he had just refined and threw it towards the mini hill.

The next moment, the "Xuanling Golden Chain" wrapped around the mini hill tightly like a python.

Immediately afterwards, Wei Tu pulled hard, and the "Xuanling Gold Chain" flashed with golden and green light, continuously pulling the mini hill towards him.

However, after being pulled only half an inch away, the mini hill bound by the "Xuanling Golden Chain" became motionless again, as if at this moment, it became as heavy as Mount Tai.

However, Wei Tu was not in a hurry about this. He glanced coldly at Lian Shourang who was using his magic power to stabilize the mini hill, and secretly shouted "Nine Secrets of Health Preservation", and then mobilized his physical strength again.

In an instant, Wei Tu's muscles swelled, his body grew to more than nine feet tall, and a terrifying energy and blood force began to emanate from his body, which was so rich that it was tangible.

Wipe it! Wipe it!
With Wei Tu's pull, the mini hill embedded in the "Ziwu Qijin" light curtain could no longer hold on. With a click, it was pulled into the main palace of the Demon Locking Hall.

At the same time, Lian Shourang, who was driving the mini hill, could no longer hold on. He spat out a mouthful of blood and was blasted several feet away by the spiritual pressure.

"Middle stage of the fourth level of body refining? His physical strength is so terrifying? And he also has a magic weapon that can restrain "Wan Qingshan"? " Lian Shourang was shocked.

However, now was not the time for him to think about this problem. He mobilized his magic power and wanted to activate the mini hill again to plug the loophole in the "Ziwu Strange Ban".

If there is no other choice, he must take back this treasure of the headmaster of Shengya Mountain, otherwise he will be the biggest sinner of Shengya Mountain.

however--

Just as Lian Shourang was about to activate his magic power, he saw a golden and green chain flying towards him from the corner of his eye. Then, the mysterious golden chain flashed with light.

His body suddenly leaned forward and his neck was suddenly locked by the mysterious golden chain.

"No!" Lian Shourang, who was locked up, suddenly showed a look of panic on his face and wanted to break free, but unfortunately, the Xuanling Golden Chain was a magical weapon above the sixth level, and it was not something he could easily escape from in a short period of time.

Therefore, in this short period of time, Lian Shourang could only watch his body being dragged into the Demon Locking Hall by Wei Tu.

And all this, from the beginning to the end, took no more than ten breaths.

Ding Lezheng, Gongshu Chou and Madam Yin Lian arrived a few breaths later. They could only see Lian Shourang who was in the main palace of the Demon Locking Hall through the "Ziwu Strange Ban".

"How dare you! Taoist Fu, quickly release the headmaster of Shengya Mountain. Do you know what you are doing?"

Ding Lezheng had a gloomy expression and shouted coldly.

Although there are many Nascent Soul cultivators in Shengya Mountain, such as Lian Shourang, who is a late Nascent Soul cultivator, there is another person besides him...but Lian Shourang's identity is different. He is the headmaster of Shengya Mountain and represents Shengya Mountain to a certain extent.

Today, the dignified head of Shengya Mountain has been forced to become a prisoner. If the news gets out, the reputation of Shengya Mountain will surely be destroyed.

"Fu doesn't know."

Hearing this, Wei Tu smiled faintly and casually replied with words that made Ding Lezheng extremely angry.

However, although he looked relaxed, in fact, he did not underestimate the enemy at all at this moment.

This emphasis was not only directed at Ding Lezheng and the other two who were outside the Demon Locking Hall, but also at Lian Shourang, the head of Shengya Mountain who was in the same area with him at the moment.

Just now, although he trapped this person with the "Xuanling Golden Chain", it was just that he caught him off guard. A master in the late Nascent Soul stage was far from being so easy to defeat.

At this moment, Lian Shourang had used his own magical powers to break free from the constraints of the Xuanling Golden Chain by cutting off his arm to survive, and successfully gained control of the "mini hill". He secretly controlled the mountain and bombarded it towards him.

Of course, Wei Tu also had the confidence to kill Lian Shourang.

His death is just a matter of time.

He no longer paid attention to Ding Lezheng, but concentrated on dealing with the head of Shengya Mountain, whom he deliberately dragged in.

This person will be the first debt he collects from Shengya Mountain!
“Little Big Dipper magic!” Wei Tu shouted coldly, and when the “Xuanling Golden Chain” shot out from his sleeve to block the “Mini Hill”, he waved his sleeves, sacrificed his “Pseudo Dharma Image”, and grabbed Lian Shourang’s body with his towering giant palm.

Upon seeing this scene, Lian Shourang, who was under the giant palm, suddenly changed his face. He moved his lips slightly, and a silver heavenly book floated above his head, and he walked forward to meet the target.

Loud rumble!

It was like a thunder explosion.

When the two great magical powers collided, the spiritual pressure generated by the collision immediately gushed outward, almost covering the entire open space outside the Demon Locking Hall.

"Perhaps, Shourang has a chance of winning."

Ding Lezheng, who was watching the game outside, felt a glimmer of hope in his heart.

His hope was not groundless delusion, but a sincere belief.

After all, the reason why Lian Shourang was defeated by Wei Tu just now was because he had the mission of delaying Wei Tu, so he could only be forced to "take a beating", but now... the two of them are really fighting to the death, and it is not certain who will win or lose.

Furthermore——

When the difference in strength is not too great, combat skills and experience are also key factors in determining victory or defeat.

Lian Shourang has practiced for thousands of years... Ding Lezheng doesn't think that he can be defeated by a disciple of the Red Dragon Patriarch!
However, as time passed, Ding Lezheng's heart gradually sank.

In just a few breaths, Lian Shourang had already exchanged more than ten moves with Wei Tu, but without exception, he was at a disadvantage in every move. A few times, he was even in danger of his life!
"How come this boy's fighting skills are so sophisticated?"

Ding Le was frowning. This was more worrying than knowing that Wei Tu had the "Yuan Zhong Divine Light" and the "Xuan Ling Golden Chain". After all, the former represented talent and opportunity, while the latter was pure experience in life-and-death struggles.

Having these experiences in life-and-death fights means that it is difficult for Wei Tu to "make mistakes" during the battle.

He subconsciously glanced at Madam Yin Lian. Based on his soul search of Master Jiuli, "Master Fu" had only killed two mid-Nascent Soul cultivators from the Hehuan Sect, so he should not have such combat experience.

"Shou Rang... is going to die."

After a moment, Ding Lezheng closed his eyes, sighed in his heart, and turned his head silently.

I saw——

The next moment, Lian Shourang, who was in the air, was pierced by several blood spears. He died on the spot, and the sky was stained with blood.

“No!” Lian Shourang was stunned. Looking at the Wei Tu in front of him, who had turned into the “Filthy Blood Demon Coffin”, his face was full of disbelief.

Next, with a flash of blood, a seven-inch tall yellow baby, with a look of panic on his face, escaped from Lian Shourang's body and fled outside.

However, just as he was fleeing, a black flag fell from above his head.

Under the cover of the black flag, the yellow baby quickly disappeared without a sound.

"Ding Lezheng, if you dare to attack Fu and my master's wife again, Fu guarantees that Master Lian will not be the first person to die in Shengya Mountain!"

Wei Tu retracted the Soul Refining Banner and looked outside the Demon Locking Hall. He stared at Ding Lezheng's face and spoke word by word in a cold voice.

The words fell.

The atmosphere around him suddenly became extremely cold.

Mrs. Jin and other women behind Wei Tu looked at him sideways, and the expressions they looked at Wei Tu could not help but show some shock and tenderness.

However, Ding Lezheng, Madam Yin Lian, and Gongshu Chou had completely different expressions.

The three of them had gloomy expressions and murderous intent in their eyes.

"You bastard, are you threatening me?"

Ding Lezheng's face was extremely cold, as if ice was about to drip from it. He clenched his fists hidden in his wide sleeves and said in a cold voice.

As the number one person in Shengya Mountain, he had not heard such arrogant words for a long time.

Now Wei Tu, saying this, is almost like stepping on his face.

But for this.

Wei Tu did not reply. He glanced at Ding Lezheng indifferently, turned and walked into the depths of the Demon Locking Hall.

At this moment, silence is better than sound.

Whether it was the furious Ding Lezheng, or Gongshu Chou and Madam Yin Lian who were seeking revenge, they all knew what Wei Tu meant: if they continued, the fight would end until one of them was dead.

Figured this out.

A chill ran down the spines of the three men.

Because they knew that Wei Tu, who killed Lian Shourang, would definitely have the capital for revenge.

This is by no means an exaggeration.

They were not afraid of Wei Tu's revenge, but all of their disciples were afraid.

"Fellow Daoist Ding, what should we do?"

Madam Yin Lian frowned slightly and spoke first, asking about this ally with whom she had just formed an alliance.

(End of this chapter)