Refusing to ascend at the beginning

Chapter 335 The three deputy sect leaders
Within the mirage, there is an island with red land and black trees over a hundred feet tall growing everywhere. Many shadows of animals walk through it.

In the very center of the island, there is a small tree that is only more than two feet tall, which looks a little out of place.

However, the tree has a faint black glow that resembles gold and iron, which is very unique.

At this time, lying under the tree was a ferocious beast that was covered in red hair and looked like a wolf, but had a row of extremely sharp bone spurs on its back, stained with blood.

In the distance, a group of wolf-shaped beasts that were smaller than the one under the tree hid in panic behind the roots of the giant tree, looking uneasily this way.

They didn't dare to get close to see the leader's safety, because the group of human cultivators who coveted the sacred tree they had guarded for countless thousands of years had not yet left. Moreover, they seemed to be engaged in internal fighting and were attacking each other...

"Lianyun Immortal Sect, you are arrogantly claiming to be the high-level Immortal Sect of the Eastern Immortal Realm..."

Pei Wenshu used the Dragon Sword Technique to pierce the ground, and the red soil rolled up and flew up, scattering into several small dragons and colliding with the cloud swords falling overhead. He looked up at several practitioners in the air who were stepping on the clouds, and said angrily.

One of the practitioners, who looked wretched but tried his best to pretend to be an immortal, raised his finger and pressed down gently. After a while, the clouds under his feet scattered into more than a dozen small groups and turned into clouds again. A cloud sword.

This person is Huang Dayong, a disciple of Lianyun Xianzong. He waved his finger, and more than a dozen cloud swords flew around him, and said jokingly: "Oh? Then tell me, why are we so unqualified?" Law?"

Pei Wenshu's face was pale, and through the tattered robes, he could still see several puncture wounds on his body, with blood flowing gurglingly.

The other two disciples of the Three Sects beside him looked even more miserable. One of them could no longer stand still and fell to the ground. The other one also had trembling legs and was about to fall down at any time.

Among the three of them, the highest cultivation level and combat power is Pei Wenshu, who is in the late stage of the fourth realm. Among the four members of the Lianyun Immortal Sect, Huang Dayong has the cultivation level of the fifth realm and the five golden pills, and the other three are also in the late stage of the fourth realm.

Since the two parties met, the scene has been a one-sided crushing.

Pei Wenshu looked at the dozens of flying small swords with fear, and his heart sank to the bottom. The other party's attitude was that he regarded them as mice for fun, which made him feel depressed.

But they had no chance of winning. He was able to resist Huang Dayong's attacks many times with the Dragon Sword Technique, which was already an extremely outstanding performance. The other two people only withstood one blow before suffering serious injuries and were unable to fight again.

He didn't know how much he could block this new wave of Yun Jian.

The situation has reached its worst point.

He took a deep breath, stood up straight and said with anger: "We discovered this weapon-refining thing first, and we also went through a lot of hard work to defeat this beast, but you took advantage of it, Wanting to rob, this villain's behavior is one of them.

Secondly, this trip to the Mirage Realm is supposed to confront all the demon cultivators, but you are still fighting among yourself at this time, trying to kill us.

"Which of what you have done is worthy of the title of Immortal Sect?"

Huang Dayong sneered twice and said teasingly: "By killing you, I am killing the descendants of Demon Cultivator. What's the problem?"

Pei Wenshu hesitated.

Huang Dayong continued to say in a cold voice: "And the most important thing is that during the Immortal Sect's grand gathering, the Wuji Demon not only participated in it arrogantly, but also blocked my beloved Senior Sister Yuan from comprehending the Immortal Bead. This matter is unforgivable!

"I originally wanted to teach Su Han a lesson, but since he has been hiding and has not been seen for several years, you can only blame yourselves for your bad luck and have to bear his debt!"

Several other Lianyun Immortal Sect disciples next to him also echoed: "Senior Brother Huang is right, if you three are to blame, just blame Su Han!"

Pei Wenshu was stunned, and after recalling it, he remembered that Su Han had defeated Yuan Wanxue, a participant of the Lianyun Immortal Sect, in the second round of the semi-finals.

When he thought that the other party actually held a grudge for this reason, he felt speechless and a little bit bitter in his heart. Some disciples of the Immortal Sect, even if they embarked on the path of cultivation, only transformed from a villain in the market to a villain with power. That’s all.

"The reason why I don't kill you so quickly is to vent my anger on my senior sister Yuan." Huang Dayong sneered, "But now I have had enough fun, so you...go to hell!"

After saying that, he pressed down with his fingers, and the tips of the dozens of cloud swords were turned, and the three people pointed downwards fell rapidly. The power was several points stronger than the cloud sword just now.

Pei Wenshu's expression changed, he took two steps back and stood beside the other two junior brothers who were unable to fight anymore: "Don't take action."

He gritted his teeth tightly, and the accompanying sword suddenly came out of his hand, splitting into more than a dozen afterimages, biting at the cloud swords with cold light like swimming dragons.

The corners of his eyes and nose suddenly started to bleed.

The two disciples beside him saw this and said anxiously: "Senior Brother Pei, the burden of so many Wandering Dragon Sword Shadows is too great, you..."

"Survive first," Pei Wenshu said without looking back, staring at the cloud swords with blurry eyes.

"Chi Chi Chi Chi..."

The shadow of the wandering dragon sword entangled those cloud swords. At this moment, he suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, which was very scary.

But fortunately, the cloud swords were blocked for a while, so that they did not fall down.

Perhaps controlling a dozen dragon sword shadows at the same time was indeed too exhausting. After just one breath, his expression suddenly became sluggish.

"Pfft, puff."

In a daze, the two cloud swords avoided the fighting of the wandering dragon sword shadows and penetrated through Pei Wenshu's right shoulder and left leg, taking away large chunks of flesh and blood.

As soon as he bent his left foot, he was about to fall, but he immediately held the scabbard in his hand and pressed it against the ground.

The pain brought him back to his mind, and he roared angrily again and suddenly exerted force, controlling the remaining sword shadow to trap Yun Jian.

Huang Dayong raised his eyebrows, and said: "You are really strong if you can fight with one of my moves up to the fourth level. If you are given a chance to break through to the fifth level, I will not be your opponent.

"So...I can't keep you!"

He pointed with a sharp finger, and the cloud swords immediately responded to the call, fused with each other and merged together.

A huge cloud sword appeared in mid-air.

He snorted softly, and the cloud sword suddenly fell.

Pei Wen's writing was as white as paper, and he gritted his teeth to drive You Long and Jian Ying to sweep away together.

"Bang bang bang..."

The shadow of the wandering dragon sword collided with the huge cloud sword and was shattered into pieces.

Pei Wenshu's body was shaken violently, and he couldn't hold on any longer. He fell to the sky and fell to the ground.

But his eyes were still locked on the cloud sword, with a deep reluctance in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Pei!" The two members of the Three-person Sect were filled with grief and anger. They struggled to get in front of him, but they were too late.

Yun Jian fell down and stabbed towards his chest, about to nail him to the ground before his eyes.

Huang Dayong looked at Pei Wenshu, who was destined to die, with an expression full of disdain.

However, at this moment, at the critical moment, all his disdain turned into astonishment.

Because the tip of the Yunjian fell on Pei Wenshu's chest, not only did the blood not rise, but the Yunjian was broken inch by inch.

From the tip of the sword to the sword body and then to the hilt, it turned into clouds and dispersed little by little on his chest.

Everyone on the scene, whether they were Huang Dayong or Pei Wenshu, whether they were disciples of the Lianyun Immortal Sect or the Three-person Sect, were all stunned for a moment.

Pei Wenshu and the others thought that the other party's conscience had discovered it, but after seeing their expressions clearly, they realized that things were not that simple.

Huang Dayong said in surprise: "What's going on?"

In the blink of an eye, really just in the blink of an eye, two figures suddenly appeared in the field.

Everyone was stunned again.

Pei Wenshu was very surprised, and then looking at that graceful figure, he suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu.

Huang Dayong suppressed his surprise and looked at the two practitioners in front of him who couldn't tell the difference or even the skills they were practicing. He hesitated for a moment and then took the lead in saluting and said in a deep voice: "Huang Dayong of the Lianyun Immortal Sect, I don't know. What is the position?"

Among the visitors, the figure who temporarily put on a black robe was silent for a moment and then said calmly: "Aren't you looking for me?"

"What?" Huang Dayong was a little confused.

"I defeated Yuan Wanxue. Didn't you just say that you wanted to teach me a lesson?"

"...You, you are Su Han! The Wuji Demon!"

Huang Dayong's eyes widened and he said tremblingly.

The members of the Lianyun Immortal Sect suddenly felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and their inner linings were wet with cold sweat.

"I, I..." Huang Dayong muttered. Although he kept clamoring to teach the Wuji Demon, when he actually faced it, he found that he was too scared to walk.

Without much hesitation, he turned around and left as fast as he could, so fast that even his junior brothers didn't react. The latter stayed where they were and stared at his back.

Soon, they trembled and fled in all directions.

Su Han's spiritual thoughts moved slightly, and a flash of sword light split into several sword shadows, flying towards the fleeing people, and caught up behind them in an instant.

Then, the figures in the distance all fell from the sky.

The sword shadow flew back, and then merged into a sword light and returned to his cave, without a trace of blood.

Huang Dayong's body fell on a giant tree and was pierced through the chest by a protruding branch. He hung on the branch and was blown by the strong wind.

And in his frozen expression, there were only two emotions: regret and fear, and nothing else.

……

After Su Regret finished this insignificant thing, he didn't feel guilty about killing the person of Xianzong.

His attitude towards practitioners from the Western Demonic Land or the Eastern Immortal Realm has always been consistent. He will not show favoritism just because he is a member of the Immortal Sect, nor will he put on small shoes just because he is a member of the Western Demonic Land.

Everything depends on what the other person does.

As long as the other party violates the bottom line in his heart, he will never be polite.

Regardless of whether it is a demon cultivator or an immortal cultivator, he will be killed with one sword, and they will be treated equally.

The other party treats the disciples of the three sects like nothing, so naturally he will not be polite.

Withdrawing his sword, he and Cheng Yingyue landed next to Pei Wenshu, took out the elixir and fed it to the latter.

Pei Wenshu's face immediately improved, and his eyes were filled with the joy of surviving the disaster, the emotion of seeing Su Han again, and many complicated emotions.

"Brother Su, you are indeed here." He looked at Su Han for a long time and said with a smile.

"I have something to do, so I have to come."

Pei Wenshu nodded, not doubting that he was there, and asked the other two disciples to come together to see the ceremony.

Then, he looked at Cheng Yingyue who was standing aside and said cautiously: "Who is this?"

Su Han thought for a while, "Do you still remember the woman who fought with Immortal Ling Heng that night when Xian Hen was involved in Qing Chi's fight?"

"Isn't that...the Silk-Tangled Heavenly Demon?"

"Yes, that's her." Su Han pointed to the junior sister.

Pei Wenshu was immediately calmed down, and his throat felt dry for a moment.

"Also, she can also be regarded as the deputy sect leader of the sect." Su Han said.

Pei Wenshu: "???"

He turned to look at Cheng Yingyue like a puppet, but found that the other party was also looking at him.

After their eyes met, Cheng Yingyue nodded to him and smiled: "Hello, I am the senior sister of Chu Ba, and I am indeed the deputy sect leader of the Three-person Sect."

Pei Wenshu felt even more dizzy than when he was injured just now.

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(End of this chapter)