He is at Dazhu Peak and starts divorcing his wife Tian Ling'er!

Chapter 154 People can leave, but leave their lives behind!
"Quickly rescue the Sect Master!"

Seeing the tragic deaths of the two holy envoys, Baihu and Xuanwu, the other elders of the Ghost King Sect were so angry that they wanted to step forward.

"Where to go!!"

Zhang Xiaofan and the others could not let these people get what they wanted, so they used their magic weapons and attacked them.

They tightly entangled the members of the Demon Sect who wanted to fly away.

Rumble~
The two sides fought in front of the treasure house and the battle continued.

The other elders of the Ghost King Sect were so anxious that their eyes were blazing with anger. Every time they attacked, they used all their strength.
But he still couldn't do anything to Zhang Xiaofan and the other three, and couldn't break through their obstruction at all.

The fierce battle was going on below, and Lin Chuan in the sky also took action again.
The Xuanhuo Sword in his hand swung, slashing out a terrifying sword energy that connected the sky and the earth.
In an instant, the sky and the earth split into two, tearing the air along the way and slashing towards the Ghost King's face.

The deaths of Xuanwu and Baihu have already shocked the Ghost King.
Seeing Lin Chuan's fierce sword, his heart tightened.
He hurriedly recalled the flying Fulong Ding, and with blood gushing out, he blocked it in front of him.

Bang!
In an instant, a terrifying sword energy with blazing flames flew before his eyes and fiercely chopped down the Fulong Ding.

Following a deafening sound of bells and tripods, a terrifying energy and firelight came out.

It swept in all directions quickly, shaking the people below so much that they almost couldn't stand.

In the firelight, the Ghost King and the Fulong Ding flew backwards hundreds of feet.

I saw that there was a deep sword mark on the blood-stained Fulong Ding, indicating that it had suffered serious damage.

The Ghost King who was controlling the Fulong Ding vomited blood, his face turned pale, and his breath was extremely weak due to the backlash.

"Die!"

Lin Chuan's face was stern, and he followed quickly, ready to strike out again with the Xuanhuo Sword in his hand.

"metropolitan!!!"

The elders of the Ghost King Sect below were all shocked and angry, and tried desperately to break free from the entanglement of Zhang Xiaofan and others and go to support the Ghost King.

"do not want!"

Just as Lin Chuan, who was surrounded by flames, was about to swing his sword, suddenly, a girl's scream was heard.

The next moment, a green figure flew up and stood in front of the Ghost King.

It’s Biyao!

Seeing Lin Chuan again, Bi Yao was in extremely complicated mood. She looked at him with red eyes, and there was a hint of resentment in her nostalgia.

She and Lin Chuan haven't seen each other for ten years.

Countless times before, she had thought about breaking out of the Ghost King Sect and going to the Qingyun Sect to see him.

Unfortunately, she is the daughter of the leader of the Demonic Ghost King Sect, and he is an outstanding disciple of the righteous Qingyun Sect.

After all, the feelings between the two will never be understood and recognized by the world.

How many times, in her fantasy, when she met Lin Chuan,

How would I express my love to Lin Chuan, hoping that he would accept me.

How many times have I imagined myself saying loudly: Lin Chuan, I still admire you!
I also thought that I would be rejected and pushed away.

But I will still cling to him tightly, so that my name will be engraved in his heart forever.

But the only thing she never thought was that when they met again... she would actually beg him desperately not to hurt her father.

In this case, what pride will I have in front of him in the future?

But she couldn't possibly watch her father die at the hands of the man she loved...

At this moment, Bi Yao's heart was broken and tears rolled down her face.

Lin Chuan paused and looked at Bi Yao in front of him with a complicated look.

"For Biyao's sake, leave immediately!"

Putting down the Xuanhuo Sword in his hand, Lin Chuan said coldly.

I will go to Fox Mountain soon to get the second volume of the book.

Today, of the four great holy envoys of the Ghost King Sect, two are dead and one is injured, and the Ghost King is also seriously injured. The sect is no longer a force to be reckoned with.

"Thank you...you!" Bi Yao looked at Lin Chuan with tears in her eyes, as if she wanted to imprint it in her heart forever.

Then he turned around and went to support the Ghost King.

At this time, Yao Ji arrived late and flew close to him.

After taking a look at the motionless Lin Chuan, he and Bi Yao helped the Ghost King up and left quickly.

Zhang Xiaofan and the others below frowned slightly when they saw Lin Chuan let the Ghost King go.
Especially Lu Xueqi, she looked at Bi Yao deeply, her eyes changing.

However, since it was Lin Chuan's decision, they couldn't say anything.

"Come on!"

Seeing the opportunity, the remaining elders and believers of the Ghost King Sect looked at each other and were about to evacuate.

Staying here to face Lin Chuan would mean seeking death. Killing the Saint Envoy and injuring the Ghost King would be as easy as taking something out of a bag.
It probably only takes one move to deal with them.

Unexpectedly, Lin Chuan's cold words came from the sky.

"Who said you can leave now?"

In an instant, everyone in the Ghost King Sect stopped in their tracks and was dumbfounded.

Without hesitation, they all knelt down.

"Master Lin, I won't dare to do that again. If you let me go, I promise to turn over a new leaf!"

"I've just joined the Ghost King Sect and I don't have any blood debts on my hands. Master Lin, please be wise and spare my life!"

"Please spare my life. I am willing to submit to the Qingyun Sect. Please..."

"..."

For a while, cries for mercy were heard everywhere, and there were even one or two people who were extremely afraid of death, who kowtowed violently on the wooden floor.

Zhang Xiaofan and the other three looked at each other. The demon from the Demon Cult, who had just been fighting with them, immediately became weak when facing Lin Chuan.

The gap is quite big...

"You are burdened with blood debt, return to the west!"

Hearing this, Lin Chuan showed no mercy and threw the Xuanhuo Sword in his hand downwards.
Suddenly, it turned into a fiery red sword, like a swimming dragon, and quickly pierced through more than a dozen people from the Ghost King Sect present.

Ah ~
In an instant, the cries for mercy stopped abruptly. These people had no power to resist at all. They vomited blood and struggled on the ground for a few times before they stopped moving.

Whoosh!
The bloodless Xuanhuo sword flew back into his hand, and Lin Chuan fell down.

"Brother!"

Zhang Xiaofan and the other three gathered around. After seeing how powerful Lin Chuan had just been, they all looked at him with admiration.

Since then, Lin Chuan not only killed Yu Yangzi,
He even had the astonishing record of severely injuring the Ghost King of the Ghost King Sect with a single sword strike, and killing the two holy envoys, Xuanwu and Baihu.

Boo!
At this moment, the yellow bird, which had regained its freedom and had been flying high in the sky, landed, and its two huge wings stirred up an endless gale.

After the formation was broken just now, the yellow bird was still in shock and only dared to circle high in the sky. It did not dare to fly down until the battle was over.

The yellow bird's head was pressed against Lin Chuan, with its head slightly lowered to show its submission.

Lin Chuan patted it, and the yellow bird immediately understood, stood firm, and exposed its back.

Zhang Xiaofan and others nearby looked at the yellow bird with some surprise. It was the first time they had seen such a large bird.

"Let's go! We've already got this... rare treasure. It's time to return to the sect."

Lin Chuan nodded to the four of them.

Then, everyone sat on the yellow bird's cushion-like back.

The next moment, the yellow bird flapped its wings, stirring up an endless gust of wind.

Carrying everyone, he flew towards Qingyun Gate.

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(End of this chapter)