Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 156: Shocking Xiaoxiang! (8.272k)
When the wind blows through southwest Pingxiang, every pine needle is dancing.

The autumn wind is so bleak that the rustling sound of the pine waves sounds like crying and complaining.

“Swish, swish, swish~!”

As soon as She Wuluan finished speaking, all the Hengshan disciples drew their swords.

The righteous martial artists who were watching quickly moved towards the Hengshan Sect, while the fringe members of the Demon Sect came to the Yellow and Blue Flags of the White Tiger Hall.

Several elders brought people over, and there were more than two hundred people from the Demon Cult present.

There are more people on the righteous path, but many of them have wandering eyes and lack a strong desire to fight.

Most of them just come to join in the fun.

There is no problem with plundering the enemy, but once a fight to the death begins, they will run away the fastest.

The two sides were on the verge of a fight, and the fierce atmosphere of spears and halberds was overwhelming.

The battle between good and evil is about to begin!
The bodies on the pond floated with the waves, and the water that overflowed onto the pier was even scarlet.

As a result, the young man standing on the wooden bridge board turned his body as if pushed by a wave of blood, and looked straight at She Wuluan.

Elder Yin of Tiebantan stood with She Wuluan and also looked at Zhao Rong.

The other two elders glanced at Zhao Rong without paying much attention, and kept their eyes on Xiang Wentian.

Only Sun Zhongqing, the head of Xuanwu Hall, frowned.

He looked at Zhao Rong's figure and a sense of familiarity came over him.

It seems like I've seen you somewhere before?
He was always cautious in his actions, and immediately called in a flag owner who was already there for questioning.

After hearing a few whispers, Sun Zhongqing's expression changed slightly.

The next leader of Hengshan Sect?
Brother Ouyang first started out fighting with the current leader of Hengshan!

Suddenly, the young boy's figure overlapped with a black-clothed figure in his mind.

Yes, Xiaoyaojin!
It’s not that Zuo Lengchan has become thinner, but that a new heroic figure has emerged from the Five Mountains Sword Sect.

Sun Zhongqing felt a sense of fear in his heart and immediately said to She Wuluan:

"Brother Yin, Brother She, please don't make any more trouble for now."

"Let's kill Xiang Wentian first. The chief steward's matter is the most important."

She Wuluan pointed his finger and said, "Master Sun, you don't know that the Hengshan Sect fought with us in Yingchuan and killed several of our brothers. Brother Yin was also injured by their sneak attack."

"The Five Mountains Sword Sect is also the chief steward's target. Brother Yin and I will attack together and we can take him down in just a few dozen moves."

He glanced at the righteous people over there:
"If you are not afraid of the whole family dying, then come and meddle in other people's business."

The Demon Cult is now extremely powerful, and his threat is enough to scare away many onlookers.

The Sun Moon Sect had strict rules and regulations. Apart from Shangguan Yun, the deputy hall master She Wuluan was the immediate superior of all the branches under the White Tiger Hall.

The incense master who had a say before is now dead.

Things were escalating, and seeing that She Wuluan was really going to fight against the strange young man in Hengshan, a deputy flag leader of a branch office hurried over and gave a brief summary of what had just happened in Songtao Pavilion.

When Elder Yin and She Wuluan heard this, they both frowned.

Can you win against asking the sky?
How can it be?

In the battle in Yingchuan, several people from the Hengshan School had to use despicable means to escape with their lives.

If he had this ability, why did he run away in the first place?
For a moment, he was full of doubts and even suspected that Xiang Wentian had almost run out of energy.

Elder Yin and She Wuluan were not fools and had their doubts in their hearts, but their subordinates had seen it with their own eyes and knew it was definitely not a lie.

I was thinking whether I should put this matter aside for the time being.

However, words spoken are like spilled water.

It’s hard to collect water.

Now he can no longer reveal it whenever he wants.

Elder Yin and She Wuluan suddenly noticed that the young man in blue on the pier did not respond to She Wuluan's words at first, but waved at them in a very offensive manner.

Seeing this, Xiang Wentian in Songtao Pavilion cursed She Wuluan as a "fool" in his heart, but he was also very happy.

"Come on, both of you come together."

"Look who's staying here today."

Zhao Rong had already shown an attitude of not wanting to cause trouble, but the other party was aggressive.

Hundreds of people in the martial arts world are paying attention at this moment. If their momentum weakens, not only will the Hengshan Sect not be able to hold its head up, but the evil cult forces in Hengzhou Prefecture will also become more rampant.

Elder Yin and She Wuluan have also put themselves on the verge of a fight and have no choice but to strike!
“Boom~!”

There was a sudden explosion.

However, it was Elder Wu from Tianfeng Hall in Songlin who took the lead in launching the attack!
A burly man smashed a pine pole into the pavilion.

At the same time, several members of the Demon Cult drew their swords and attacked Xiang Wentian!

Xiang Wentian swung the chain knife and stabbed it in the center of the wooden pillar. He shouted loudly, and swung the pine wood with the chain knife in a circle, smashing the wooden railings of the pier and knocking several cult thieves who rushed up, making them vomit blood and fly backwards!

After breaking away from Zhao Rong's sword light, he immediately turned into the king of heaven and was extremely ferocious!
Hall Master Sun, Elder Shi, and Elder Wu attacked at the same time.

The only thing in the eyes of the three men was Xiang Wentian's head.

Elder Yin and Elder She Wuluan had already joined Yang Lianting a long time ago, and they acted even more capriciously.

"The Hengshan Sect has repeatedly delayed the work of our White Tiger Hall in Hengzhou. Today, I will take your head off and bring it back to Blackwood Cliff to present to the chief steward!"

She Wuluan shouted and jumped up.

Elder Yin was a step behind him, but he had great skills and was faster than She Wuluan:
"I will now learn about the magical people in Xiaoxiang."

The two of them didn't say anything cowardly.

But they were surrounded by three incense masters and three deputy incense masters!

All of a sudden, the eight masters rushed towards the pier!
"Dong dong dong~!"

There was another sound of horse hooves on the ground, obviously someone was approaching here again.

The main forces of Tianfeng Hall and Zijin Hall who came down from the Black Wood Cliff, together with the three yellow-robed elders, surrounded and killed Xiang Wentian.

Songfeng Pavilion is very small and surrounded by water, making it difficult to stay.

Although there were many of them, only a few of them rushed to Xiang Wentian along the pier, so they could only come in waves.

The fringe members of the Demon Cult who were here just now also wanted to kill Zhao Rong with several masters from the White Tiger Hall.

They are people from the vicinity of Hengzhou, so the Hengshan Sect is naturally a major concern for them.

But
The people from the Hengshan Sect drew their swords and formed a sword formation, taking the lead. There were those on the righteous side who were afraid of death and ran for their lives, but there were also many heroes who were not afraid of the evil sect.

The sound of horse hooves was getting closer, and a large group of people came, shouting loud slogans: "The Songshan Sect is here to help, the Demon Sect will die soon."

These people really look like disciples of Songshan.

Many of them were trained by Crow Taibao and knew every detail of the Songshan School by heart.

For a while, the Five Mountains Sword Sects joined forces with the righteous people to attack and kill the Demon Sect.

It was extremely noisy outside Songtao Pavilion!

At the pier, Elder Yin's skills were much more advanced, and he got on the pier faster than the other seven people.

He held an iron shoulder pole in his hands and waved it with both hands, using the pole to control the Fu Hu Piercing Cloud Stick.

This stick technique is similar to the Kinnara stick used by the great monks, but it is mixed with the skills that Yin Wuzi himself has learned. It is wielded with an iron shoulder pole weighing dozens of kilograms, infused with powerful internal force, and has great power when swinging, chopping, pulling, and blocking!
Just one hit from his carrying pole would result in broken bones and internal injuries.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang, and Elder Yin smashed the bridge guardrail with great force. Zhao Rong moved to avoid it.

Elder Yin continued to attack. He pried up one end of the carrying pole, grabbed the waist of the pole, hid one hand behind the back, and suddenly let go and stretched forward!

The powerful internal force rushed out from the dantian, and the iron shoulder pole had the momentum to pierce the clouds. The rapid sound of breaking through the wind was like a huge insect with hanging eyes rushing out from the bushes.

"Click~!"

A hole was poked in the pier, and the strong force caused the clear water in the pool to suddenly gush out.

Although the moves were powerful, they always missed the target.

Zhao Rongliang put down the carrying pole and handed over the sword.

"If you don't attack or defend, it's just one strike. If you attack or defend, it's ten strikes."

This is the essence of Elder Yin's stick technique. The opponent is not using a heavy weapon, but a heavy carrying pole. If he blocks, his next move will surely be slow and he will fall into the opponent's continuous offensive.

therefore
Use your body to avoid the circular injury circle of your opponent's weapon, then counterattack with your stick, forcing the enemy to parry.

This is the essence of the Fu Hu Chuan Yun Stick.

He had fought with Mr. Mo Da before, and thought he would have no problem retreating using his body skills.

However.
Zhao Rong's true energy went straight up along the Taiyin spleen meridian of the foot, broke through the threshold of Diji, and entered the Xuehai acupoint!

Seven meridian circulation!

The true energy seemed to create a strong wind under his feet, and the accumulated water on the pier was brought out to form a wave that coiled like a snake.

He rushed forward quickly and suddenly flew close to him!
Elder Yin's pupils dilated, and he instantly forgot all the key points of the stick technique in his mind.

If you don’t fight back now, your life will be in danger!

He quickly exerted force with both hands, and the iron pole in his hand was like a stick of incense pointing towards the sky. Grabbing the waist of the pole, he used his internal force to spin it wildly left and right.

Like a round steel shield, it blocks in front of the body without any flaws, and is ready to crush the opponent's sword!
Zhao Rong narrowed his eyes and stabbed his sword towards the center of the vortex!
This is exactly the move Feng Qingyang used to break his sword circle.

The center of rotation of the iron shoulder pole is the hands.

In Zhao Rong's eyes, these two hands were his Achilles' heel. Elder Yin was horrified. He thought his moves were flawless, but they were broken in an instant!

In order to protect his hands, he twisted his body in panic.

The stick techniques were in chaos, and with a "swish" sound, the long sword pierced through, leaving a hideous sword wound on Elder Yin's waist.

She Wuluan took out the short knife from his waist, stepped on a corpse floating in the pond, jumped onto the pier, and chopped it off with a guillotine technique!

Zhao Rong drew back his sword and blocked three attacks in a row.

With just these three strikes, She Wuluan's short knife was pierced by the long sword at a strange angle, and his palm was shaken violently.

All the initiative was lost immediately, and the situation changed from offensive to defensive!

Before Zhao Rong could launch his killing move, the three incense masters and three deputy incense masters attacked him with their weapons.

The Five Divine Sword Techniques controlled the momentum of Shenfeng. Zhao Rong's sword flickered left and right, blocking a series of weapons.

There were flashes of blades all around, and only the sound of "ding-dong" could be heard.

The impenetrable sword moves were so fast that they surrounded the seven masters!
She Wuluan became more and more frightened as the fight went on. He used the Red Sand Evil Palm but didn't dare to strike out at all.

As soon as I stretched out my hand, my arm was gone!

The other incense masters were frightened, knowing that the enemy was so strong that they had never seen such a strong opponent before, so they did not dare to hold back at all.

however,
The weapons of the seven people were unexpectedly restricted outside the sword arc injury circle by one powerful move after another!

Elder Yin roared angrily, and regardless of the sword wound, he raised his carrying pole and attacked.

The people around Tingtang had dazed looks in their eyes, and some even stood like wooden figures, staring into the distance.

The three elders in the pavilion and Xiang Wentian all saw it.

The young man in green didn't use any cleverness or dodge, relying on his strange sword skills to withstand the attacks from the eight masters!

How many people in the world can perform this kind of swordsmanship?
Only then did Xiang Wentian realize that the young man had not used his full strength when fighting him just now.

Damn it, I can’t go to Hengyang anymore!
Sun Zhongqing from the Demon Cult had already guessed Zhao Rong's identity, and knew that he still had some cold energy left.

Now that the people from the White Tiger Hall have angered him, if he joins forces with Xiang Wentian later, it will be a huge trouble.

She Wuluan is such a stupid pig!
Why did you mess with him!
Knowing that these people wanted to save face, Sun Zhongqing immediately gave them a way out and shouted:
"Our target is not the Hengshan Sect. The chief steward only said to kill Xiang Wentian and not to fight with the Hengshan youth anymore."

In the entire martial arts world, there are very few people who can make the Demon Cult compromise and make concessions.

Just these words from the Xuanwu Hall Master were enough to make Zhao Rong famous.

Xiang Wentian shouted while fighting:

"Young Hero Hengshan's swordsmanship is truly amazing, and Hall Master She and Elder Yin are also really good at bragging."

"Hahaha!"

"I've been in the martial arts world for so long, and I've never seen anyone so self-defeating."

He laughed loudly and shouted with his inner strength. The mocking sound was so loud that everyone around could hear it clearly.

Elder Shi and Elder Wu were focused on attacking Xiang Wentian. Sun Zhongqing shouted again:
"Brother Yin, Brother She, kill Xiang Wentian first!"

He called out the name loudly, unwilling to teach the middle-level master Xiang Wentian the trick.

However.
At this point, Elder Yin and his men could no longer retreat just because they wanted to.

These White Tiger Hall masters were dazzled as phantom sword lights and shadows overlapped around the young man, and sword flowers bloomed in his eyes, then withered and dispersed.

Now I can’t tell which is the phantom light and which is the real sword!

Everyone was afraid of losing their position and balance, which would be extremely dangerous if they were caught up by the sword light.

So they could only fight to a stalemate.

Angry shouts rang out one after another!

The judge's pens, pistols, long knives, long swords and carrying poles are coming again!
The sword in Zhao Rong's hand was flying, weaving in and out among the weapons.

He bulged his eyes and stared at all kinds of weapons. After more than ten moves, he suddenly exerted the Tianzhu Cloud Energy to the extreme!

The sword's winding momentum just matches the smoke and cloud that locks the body.

In an instant!
All the weapons around were poking at a piece of phantom light, and were immediately pulled and captured by Zhao Rongshi's sword!

The internal force surged out from the Tianchi, rushing into Quze, Neiguan, and Laogong, and rushing down along the hand Jueyin pericardium meridian.

Along the way, Zhu Rong, under the influence of Zhao Rong's sword, carried a trace of simple and natural aura, and had become a state of thousands of swords burning the clouds!
Zhurong is the highest among the Five Gods Peaks, and the energy of his sword skills is the most fierce!
"Eh~!"

There were several strange cries coming from all around, and the eight great masters of the Demon Cult had their weapons moved by a miraculous sword technique.

Clank, clank, clank~!

There was a series of collision sounds, and their weapons were stirred and collided together.

Everyone used great strength, especially Elder Yin's iron shoulder pole. At this time, the forces collided with each other and their bodies were all unstable.

Zhao Rong pushed the eight men's weapons downwards and stood up in one step.

The eight masters had only raised half of their true energy when they felt their palms sink, and they forcibly poured the energy into their weapons!
A figure in green stepped on Elder Yin's iron shoulder pole with one foot, and the iron shoulder pole pressed down everyone's weapons!
Everyone felt something was wrong!

Zhao Rong shouted loudly, jumped up, and kicked the iron pole hard!

Elder Yin's knuckles cracked, and the iron pole pressed down. The internal force that everyone had poured into their weapons found an outlet, pulling each other and bombarding the pier!

"Boom~!"

Wood chips flew everywhere, pier pillars collapsed, and every inch of the bridge surface exploded!

The water in the pond splashed in all directions, and the waves were pulled by the internal force, like a piece of connected puffy leaves, floating in the air. The eight masters also looked up to the sky!
too fast!
A pool of green clothes floated down, carrying with it a terrifying sword light.

In everyone's eyes, there was a green shadow descending from the sky and dancing with a sword in their pupils.

In an instant, more and more swords appeared in his eyes.

Hundreds and thousands of swords, crisscrossing!
It's an illusion!
Some people were horrified, while others felt a chill in their backs before coming to their senses.

But the next moment, the broken bridge was covered by icy fog, as if it was in a vast sea of ​​clouds. Everything turned white and nothing could be seen.

This leads to
Hundreds and thousands of swords, all lost!
Ice Mist Thousand Illusion Sword.

“Chichichi~~!!!”

The fluffy-leaf-like water curtain was cut open, and there was a series of ear-piercing sounds!
"Pah pah pah~!"

A large stream of blood shot out from the icy mist, dyeing the pool water red.

The place where the eight masters were located became completely quiet, and there was no more sound of fierce weapons clashing.

The autumn wind blows, and the icy fog dissipates in an instant.

Hundreds of people from both the good and evil sides lost their minds.
There were rumbles of thunder in the cloudy sky, the autumn wind was blowing gently, pine waves were rustling on the broken bridge, and a strange picture unfolded before everyone's eyes as the icy mist dissipated.

"Ahh~!"

The fringe members of the Demon Cult and the remnants of the White Tiger Hall who were originally rushing towards the broken bridge all stopped, some screamed in horror, and more people retreated unconsciously.

"despair"

"despair"

"despair"

Blood dripping into the stagnant water.

Elder Yin covered his neck tightly, as She Wuluan's red sand hand had left a red mark on his neck.

The three incense masters and three deputy incense masters performed exactly the same actions.

Eight people, all covered their fatal sword wounds! This was their instinct to survive, to retain their ever-evanescent vitality.

"died!"

"The eight great masters of the Demon Cult are all dead!"

"What kind of swordsmanship is that! What kind of swordsmanship is Zhao Shao using?!"

"Did anyone see the swordplay just now?"

“It was too fast to see clearly.”

"It's a miraculous skill. He killed the eight masters of the Demon Cult in almost an instant."

The righteous martial artists were both horrified and excited and could not believe their eyes.

Someone said: "They are not dead yet, their bodies are still moving."

"How can one not die if his throat is cut?" When someone responded to this sentence, he felt a chill in his throat.

The old man was shocked: "This swordsmanship is simply divine. It is unimaginable that I can witness the birth of the sword god of Xiaoxiang with my own eyes."

"..."

The martial artists around were in a frenzy and no longer cared about how Xiang Wentian was fighting with the Demon Cult elder.

The disciples of Hengshan were all very excited and showed pride.

The magic sword is unsheathed, and the young master dominates Xiaoxiang!

"Boom~!"

"Boom~!"

People kept falling into the pond, turning the water even redder.

The moves of Hall Master Sun, Elder Shi, and Elder Wu all slowed down, and Xiang Wentian's moves also slowed down.

Staring at the young man in blue not far away, the alarm bells in the masters' hearts began to ring.

Elder Shi and Elder Wu were going crazy.
Things have become more complicated.

What kind of opponents did Yin Wuzi and She Wuluan choose?
When did such a person appear in the south?

"Master She, can I leave now?"

The young man's voice echoed in everyone's ears.

She Wuluan was about to take his last breath when he suddenly heard these words and his eyes widened.

Then his body tilted and he fell into the water with a splash.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this?"

An obscure and short sound came from Elder Bantan. He did not open his mouth, but used a skill like ventriloquism.

"Hengshan Divine Sword."

"Very wonderful."

After hearing this, Elder Yin responded, closed his eyes and fell to the ground.

Eight masters of the Demon Cult died, and their blood showed how difficult it was to mess with the young man.

Even though the people around the pavilion had seen the sword's treacherous and unpredictable attack before and were prepared, no one dared to say with confidence that they could take it.

Master Sun, Xiang Wentian and others suddenly found something wrong.

After killing a group of masters, the man from Hengshan not only did not leave the Broken Bridge, but instead looked in their direction with a gloomy face.

"I have no intention of interfering in the internal fighting of the Demon Cult."

"But you guys are always causing trouble in Hengzhou Prefecture. It seems that we need to do the same as Hall Master She and the others to calm down."

Zhao Rong's voice was cold.

As he spoke, he glanced at the fringe members of the cult.

Just a look.
Those who were so bold and unscrupulous in causing trouble in Hengzhou Prefecture suddenly shuddered.

I felt like I was on the brink of hell.

Zhao Rong suddenly looked at Sun Zhongqing.

He was keenly aware that the other person was looking at him with a strange look in his eyes.

This guy is extremely cunning, so it wouldn't be surprising if he could guess something.

Zhao Rong walked towards the pavilion with a sword in hand, as if he wanted to fight them again.

Elder Shi and Elder Wu both frowned.

Even if the people of the Divine Religion were killed, considering the current situation, they would not dare to speak out and pursue the matter.

If this man from Hengshan came together with Xiang Wentian to kill them, they would have no choice but to escape. Whether they could escape was another matter.

Sun Zhongqing had just been stared at by Zhao Rong and felt that something was not good.

Between smart people, one look can tell what the other person is planning.

Then he said in a cold voice with an old tone:
“I didn’t expect that the Five Mountains Sword Sect had a master like you. However, we are here to hunt down Xiang Wentian and don’t want to get involved in your personal grudge with Elder Yin and the others.”

"If you have the courage, just go to the Central Plains and confront our Divine Religion."

"..."

Before Sun Zhongqing could finish his words, Xiang Wentian in the pavilion had already stepped on the floating corpse in the pond and rushed straight into the pine forest.

He originally planned to head west across the border between Hengzhou and Yuanzhou and enter Hengyang, but at this time he completely changed his mind.

Xiang Wentian ran wildly eastward, which was the direction of Fuzhou.

"Where to go!"

Sun Zhongqing rushed the fastest and chased directly towards Wentian.

Elder Shi and Elder Wu followed closely behind and left Songtao Pavilion in the blink of an eye.

Those fringe members of the Demon Cult rode on horses, some chasing after them while others fled in all directions.

Zhao Rong sighed slightly and finally didn't chase after him.

Brother Lian has a hard time, so it’s better not to make him angry.

It would be better if Xiang Wentian could hold on and not die. He can also help attract Lian Di's hatred. It would also be good if he could release Lao Ren and cause some trouble for Heimu Cliff.

All the members of the Demon Cult ran away, and the people of the righteous side cheered and applauded.

Judging from the battle between good and evil, they won a great victory today.

Many people who came to join in the fun were very excited at this moment. This kind of scene might only be seen once in a lifetime.

He saw many masters of the Demon Sect, and also saw Senior Brother Hengshan kill eight masters, and he personally participated in the fighting.

In the future, when three or five friends get together and have two glasses of wine, that's it.
The Hengshan Sword God and I teamed up to kill eight masters!

"Young Master Zhao!"

Some famous and reputable elders in the underworld came forward to say hello.

"Young Master Zhao is a master of swordsmanship and has an aura of righteousness. This is truly a great blessing for our Xiaoxiang martial arts community!"

The person who spoke was an old man with white eyebrows, who looked energetic.

He is Wan Yanzhi, the owner of Anren Liuhe Sword Hall. Not only is he proficient in swordsmanship, he is also good at tiger claw techniques. He is quite famous in Anren.

At the end of the year, the old man went to Hengshan to pay homage to the ancestors.

Zhao Rong had an impression of him, so he walked out from under the pier and responded very politely with a bow.

Although their martial arts skills are far inferior to those of the big sects, they dared to join forces with the Hengshan Sect to deal with the Demon Cult during the previous fight, so they are close allies.

"Thank you for the compliment, old man"

Zhao Rong said modestly, then smiled and bowed to the bloodied or injured people present:

"No one of you is worse than me in exterminating demons and evil. The stability of Xiaoxiang Wulin depends on your strength."

Immediately, a big man laughed. He had an injury on his shoulder, but he didn't feel any pain at all:
"It's worth dying for seeing the young hero today."

"So many powerful men from the Demon Cult all died under your sword. It's really eye-opening and satisfying!"

"That's right!"

Another shirtless man holding a copper hammer shouted, "These damn thieves usually cause chaos around Hengzhou Prefecture, bullying men and women, and being very arrogant. If I wasn't concerned about my mother at home, I would have wanted to blow their heads off long ago."

"Now that we have the masters of Hengshan in the South, and Young Master Zhao in Xiaoxiang, if these evil thieves continue to act recklessly, we will kill them all in the future."

"That's right. If the Demon Cult commits another offense, Young Master Zhao, please let us know and we will definitely help!"

"well said!"

Some people even shouted:
"The Southern Land Martial Arts Community should elect Young Master Zhao as the leader!"

……

After the great battle, the gangsters were extremely excited. Zhao Rong tried to divert their emotions by saying "healing the wounded for the living" and "burying the dead".

If we continue talking, we will soon be on our way to Blackwood Cliff.

Those who didn't dare to take action had already fled, and those who stayed behind were all quite brave.

Some of these people were from Hengzhou Prefecture, and a large number of them came from Baoqing Prefecture, Yongzhou Prefecture, Changsha Prefecture, Yuanzhou Prefecture and other places, all of which were not far from Hengzhou.

The world is in chaos now and everyone is afraid of Black Wood Cliff.

If a master who can control the situation and is a very upright master can emerge in the southern martial arts world, he will naturally be supported.

After arranging some people to deal with the matters at Songtao Pavilion, Zhao Rong took a dozen people to investigate the place where the Demon Cult disappeared.

Because it rained before, the ground was wet and muddy.

We followed the footsteps for more than ten miles and confirmed that they were heading east and did not turn.

Only then did he feel at ease to leave Pingxiang and return to Hengyang from the border between the two states.

The next day.

East of Pingxiang, on the banks of the Yuanshui River in Luxi.

Elders Sun Zhongqing and Shi Wu rested for a day. Although they were resting, their men continued to chase forward, leaving secret signals and markings along the way.

"If there were no complications, we would have surrounded Xiang Wentian this time and would have had a good chance of keeping him."

"Ah~!" Shi Kezhan snorted angrily.

He then asked, "The young man I bumped into yesterday, is he the next head of Hengshan?"

“No matter who the sect leader is, how did he acquire such powerful skills at such a young age?” Elder Wu was very confused.

"I think his swordsmanship is far more dangerous than Xiang Wentian's strange weapons."

"Yin Wuzi's carrying pole is not easy to break."

Sun Zhongqing shook his head: "That kid has hidden a killer move. Hengshan swordsmanship is originally related to clouds and mist. I have heard of the phantom sword and cloud and mist swordsmanship. I think he must have practiced these swordsmanship to perfection."

"His skills should not be inferior to Zuo Lengchan."

"He suddenly used a cold sword, and Yin Wuzi and the others were all fooled."

"Brother Sun, can you tell what kind of kung fu that fog is?" Shi Kezhan asked.

Sun Zhongqing didn't think much about it: "It should be a martial art like Ice Qi. Zuo Lengchan also knows this move."

He had already guessed in his heart that the person who killed Ouyang Hesong was Zhao Rong.

But, this matter cannot be mentioned again.

He has reported to Heimu Cliff and pinned the crime of killing Ouyang Hesong on Zuo Lengchan.

If he overturned Zuo Lengchan's case at this time, he himself would be charged with incompetence. How could Master Sun do such a disadvantageous thing?

He secretly rejoiced again.

"Fortunately, I ran fast in Xiaoyaojin. This guy is very insidious. He showed weakness and deceived me last time. I'm afraid he wanted to kill me. This guy is more difficult to deal with than Zuo Lengchan. Damn it, I have to stay away from him from now on."

Elder Wu waved his hands in annoyance: "Ignore this kid."

"No matter how difficult the affairs of Hengzhou Prefecture are, Shangguan Yun is in charge. We just need to take care of Xiang Wentian."

"I don't know if I can catch up." From Shi Kezhan's tone, it can be known that he is not very confident.

Sun Zhongqing said: "Even if we can catch up with him, with the strength of the three of us, combined with the support of the incense master and flag master below, it will be difficult to stop him."

"If he was so murderous, how could he be alive today?"

"In my Divine Sect, except for the Eastern Sect Leader, everyone is inferior to him in terms of personal strength."

Shi Kezhang suggested: "How about we go back to Blackwood Cliff and say that the Hengshan Sect let Xiang Wentian escape?"

When this bad idea came out, Elder Wu and Hall Master Sun both shook their heads.

Sun Zhongqing said, "Someone got separated from us yesterday, and I'm afraid he has already reported the news. If we are found out for deceiving the chief steward, and the Eastern Sect Leader calls us to task, we won't be able to survive."

Elder Wu frowned and said, "We will settle the account with Hengshan Sect after we kill Xiang Wentian."

Sun Zhongqing nodded slightly: "Send the message to Shangguan Yun."

"The incident was caused by someone from the White Tiger Hall, so of course he will take responsibility for it. He is highly regarded by the chief steward, and as long as he gets the news, he will definitely persuade the chief steward to send more experts south."

"Who among the twelve halls of our Divine Religion dares to disobey the orders of the General Manager?"

"As long as we don't lose sight of Xiang Wentian, we will have done nothing wrong."

"Well, Brother Sun is still the one who sees the long term," Elder Wu said, "I will write a letter right away and pass it to Shangguan Yun."

Shi Kezhang glanced at the map and said, "After passing Ji'an Prefecture, we will reach Yanping Prefecture."

"Hehe, if he goes to Fuzhou this time, we will chase him to the end!"

……

She Wuluan’s soul stayed in Songtao Pavilion for the seventh day.

Zhao Rong has returned to Yancheng and is currently meditating and practicing martial arts in the Cangjian Pavilion in Hengshan.

In the evening, Quan Ziju came over to deliver the message.

Unlike his depressed look some time ago, Quan Ziju now had a relaxed smile on his face.

"Big Brother!"

His voice was brisk and his steps were vigorous.

"What's the good news?"

Zhao Rong practiced his internal energy while speaking, gathering a stream of cold air in the palm of his hand and shooting it forward along the Shaoze acupoint.

A few drops of water on the table not far away came into contact with the cold air and slowly condensed into a small ice flower.

He shook his head slightly.

The power was far less than he had imagined.

Quan Ziju, who was standing by, was stunned.

Then he praised: "I am becoming more and more unable to understand your skills."

Zhao Rong was amused and asked with a smile: "When will you see through it?"

"Hahaha!"

Quan Ziju said happily: "Since Senior Brother's battle at Songtao Pavilion, the number of fringe members of the Demon Cult around Hengzhou Prefecture has shrunk rapidly."

"Who in Xiaoxiang doesn't know that my Hengshan Sect has a sword god?!"

"These bullies dare not act recklessly. They are all afraid that our brother will take out his sword from Hengshan and wipe out all the evil!"

Speaking of this, Quan Ziju's face was full of admiration and pride:

"Now, everyone in the sect talks about Senior Brother and looks up to him. When disciples of our sect travel outside, they not only have to rely on the sect's influence, but also on Senior Brother's influence!"

"Some time ago, Hengzhou Prefecture was in chaos. Bandits followed the lead of the fringe members of the Demon Cult and committed evil together."

"Now, everything has calmed down."

"That day in the Yanjin Plum Grove, Dongfang Bubai was wearing a blood-stained robe and holding a sword, and he was feared by the martial arts world."

"Now in the pine forest of the Zhanqiao, my senior brother killed eight masters with one sword, and his power is still as great as that of Xiaoxiang!"

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