Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 139: Sweeping the Jade Sky Clear with One Sleeve
Northern Frontier, Skull Mountain Market.

In a high-rise building in the center of the city, Zhao Xuhe pushed open the door of the quiet room and walked out. The pride and recklessness of his youth had all disappeared.

Time is indeed the thing that can best hone people.

Not to mention that before at Skull Mountain, after Zhao Xuhe replaced Lu Yang's position, he was also tricked by Yinshan Zhenren and his thirty years of merit and luck were cut off.

For this reason, he had to seclude himself for thirty years like Lu Yang did in the past.

After thirty years of hard training, Zhao Xuhe had long since shed his former appearance and cultivated a great supernatural power. He was now a cultivator of noble character.

However, there was no joy on Zhao Xuhe's face, and it was even extremely ugly. Because when he also possessed the status and used the great supernatural power to cleanse the body of the Dharma, he immediately discovered that something was wrong in the past. His memory of "Panlong Zhenren" was incompatible with his other memories!
"Is it really a previous life?"

Zhao Xuhe's expression was solemn. "Or was it that someone really did something to me back then? How true is my memory?"

Just thinking about it made Zhao Xuhe feel cold all over.

His first target of suspicion fell on the master of Butian Peak. After all, in his opinion, that old ghost who was born evil had a motive.

"He had been trying to match me up with his daughter before."

"It's obvious that he values ​​the Nine Transformations Dragon Art, not me personally. I don't know why, but he has rarely come to see me in the past few decades."

Thinking of this, Zhao Xuhe was a little confused again. He was a little confused about the change in the attitude of the Lord of Butian Peak, as if there was another driving force behind it, but his level was too low to see clearly. However, he soon regained his spirit, and his eyes showed great ambition.

"No matter what, as long as I build my foundation, everything will be fine!"

"And in order to build my foundation, I must win the battle against the Shenwu Sect this time. Only in this way can I gain the respect and support of the resident masters."

At this moment, a light of escape suddenly flew over.

Zhao Xuhe was immediately excited upon seeing this and hurried forward to ask, "Brother Yuan Chun, is there any news from the Shenwu Sect in the Northern Frontier?"

The escaping light separated and a heroic young man walked out. It was Lu Yuanchun.

"It's not news from the Shenwu Sect."

He looked solemn and whispered, "Master sent me news from the Holy Sect. A real person has arrived and is going to completely wipe out the Shenwu Sect!"

Zhao Xuhe was slightly surprised when he heard this: "Which real person is it?"

"I don't know. It's said that he's a recent promotion. He has considerable magical powers and a strong background. It was Senior Uncle Chongguang who personally recommended him to the position despite all objections."

"This time, the campaign to annihilate the Shenwu Sect is being led by that Immortal, who is overseeing the overall situation. Three other Saint Sect Immortals are assisting them. It is said that they have already set out. With their speed, they will likely reach Skull Mountain in no time. We cannot allow the Shenwu Sect's disciples to remain outside the market!"

At this point, both of them looked worried.

It’s just because Skull Mountain Market has not been doing well recently.

About three to five years ago, a true disciple of the Shenwu Sect led his followers to surround the entire market town, forcing them to defend themselves in a defensive formation.

But soon, Zhao Xuhe showed an excited look: "Brother, don't worry, I have cultivated great supernatural powers this time, and I can fight that man again."

Before Zhao Xuhe finished speaking, a loud noise suddenly came from outside the market.

Rumble!
For a moment, the entire market town was shaking. Zhao Xuhe and Lu Yuanchun hurried out to check, only to see a heroic young man standing outside the market town with a gun in his hand.

The young man looked down at the market with a sharp gaze and laughed heartily, "Are these the disciples of the Chusheng Sect? They don't look that impressive, just a few turtles of different sizes. They can only stop me with their shells. If you have the guts, come out and I'll give you a hand!"

".Ouyang Haoze!"

Zhao Xuhe gritted his teeth. This true disciple of Shenwu Sect was not very powerful a few years ago, but in the past few years, it seemed to have developed into the great magical power of Shenwu Sect.

In this way, the gap between them and them was immediately widened. If not, the market would not have been surrounded by them for three to five years. If the Saint Sect's real person saw this, would he not blame them for their incompetence?
If you tell others, people will think that it was the Shenwu Sect that made the Shengzong retreat step by step!
Thinking of this, Zhao Xuhe immediately stood up and said, "Brother, please support me. I will go meet Ouyang Haoze and make sure to lift the siege of Fangshi."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Xuhe was stunned, because for some reason, Lu Yuanchun in front of him suddenly showed a terrified expression as if he had seen a ghost, his teeth chattering, and his eyes staring straight behind him. With the two of them as the center, there were only three breathing sounds around them.

Hmm? Three?

"Ambitious."

Hearing laughter from behind, Zhao Xuhe's hair stood on end for a moment. He finally realized what was happening and turned his head stiffly, finally seeing the person coming.

He was a handsome young man.

He was wearing a Taoist robe, with a circle of light between his eyebrows. At first glance, he looked ordinary, but when his spiritual consciousness swept over him, there was nothing there, as if he did not exist!
"Disciple greets the real master!"

Without any hesitation, Zhao Xuhe knelt on his knees and kowtowed heavily, while Lu Yuanchun next to him had already knelt down.

"Get up."

Lu Yang smiled slightly, then glanced at Ouyang Haoze who was still shouting outside the market, and said, "It's noisy here, let me quiet down outside first."

After saying this, he raised his palm and pressed it lightly, as if wiping away something.

At the same time, Ouyang Haoze outside the market was very proud of himself. He felt that the Chusheng Sect did not live up to its reputation and it was nothing great.

"The Immortals in this sect are still too conservative and too timid. They are always afraid of this and that. I don't know why. How can they do a good job in the Shenwu Sect? When I build my foundation in the future, I will definitely sweep away the decadent aura of the sect, advance southward, and have a good fight with the Immortals of the Chusheng Sect!"

Suddenly, a breeze blew by.

Until this moment, Ouyang Haoze still had a smile on his face, letting the breeze blow through his body and soul, even turning into a wisp of scattered dust.

In addition, there are all the disciples of Shenwu Sect behind him.

There was no sign, no ripples, everything turned to dust in the wind and disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if they had never existed.

Heaven and earth are pure.

However, the next second, a voice of extreme anger exploded from the sky: "Beast! How dare a Foundation Establishment Master attack a junior?"

The sound is like thunder, rolling and resounding.

At the same time, Lu Yang in the market laughed out loud: "Daoyou, you are wrong."

"I am still young, not even eighty years old. Strictly speaking, I am much younger than you disciples. How can I be considered to be attacking a junior?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he exerted his magical power and transformed into a ray of light that flew straight into the sky.

Suddenly, a scorching sun rose from the clouds, and the surging blood energy burned half of the sky red, revealing a burly man.

The man had wild hair and beard, and a ferocious face. Rather than being a cultivator or a Taoist, he looked more like an ordinary warrior. He even held a golden hammer in his hand and glared at Lu Yang angrily: "Daoyou are already in the foundation-building stage and refuse to be worldly. Now you are attacking a Qi Refiner. Don't you think it's beneath your status?"

Lu Yang sneered: "In the Holy Sect, we generally call it high efficiency."

Seeing Lu Yang's attitude, the visitor immediately became furious: "It seems that the Chusheng Sect is really trying to fight to the death with my Shenwu Sect with this move?"

"You have misunderstood, my friend. How can we fight to the death?"

Lu Yang shook his head, still smiling, but his eyes were cold and indifferent. "It's the Shenwu Sect who's trying to fight a rock with an egg."

(End of this chapter)