Man Huang Feng Bao

Chapter 102: Old and cunning

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"Elder brother, where are you?"

"Elder brother..."

A cry came from the darkness. Fatty Zhao Dazhi, Zhu Sijia, Nan Tiandu and others came over holding torches with tense expressions. They didn't hear Ye Chuan's response for a long time, thinking something had happened.

"I'm here."

Ye Chuan waved and put away the Golden Chan King and the little pig. With a flick of his sleeves, a cold wind swept the body of Jin Zhikun, the master of the alchemy hall, to the foot of a mountain stream not far away.

Fatty and others quickly came over and finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Ye Chuan was safe.

Although Jin Zhikun was masked and intercepted, his disciples soon recognized his identity. The cultivation of the master of the Alchemy Hall is far more ferocious than what people know. An eternal wizard like Nan Tiandu was knocked away and seriously injured when he met him. Ye Chuan had just broken through to the monk realm, how did he deal with it

People were confused, and Zhu Sijia looked around, "Hey, where is the devil named Jin?"

"If I say that I slapped him to death and threw him into a mountain stream, would you believe it?" Ye Chuan replied, with a half-smile on his face.

"Xin, Xin, you are mentally ill! How long have you been so glib?"

Zhu Sijia glared at Ye Chuan. She was really anxious and worried that something would happen to Ye Chuan. Unexpectedly, the latter was still heartless. After looking carefully for a while, he found no trace of Jin Zhikun. He muttered to himself, "It's strange. The old guy just left like this?"

"It's not surprising, Master and the others are here."

Nan Tiandu said suddenly, his face calm.

Sure enough, a whirring sound soon came from the darkness, and a large group of people roared over on flying swords. Walking in front, in addition to the second elder Nangong Ren, there was also the powerful elder Zhu Guohong.

After the attack on Xiantiantian, someone quickly reported the news to the sect. It was only a short dozen miles away from the mountain gate of Yunwu Sect, but the great elder and others arrived faster than expected!

"grandfather!"

Zhu Sijia stepped forward and took the arm of the great elder Zhu Guohong. Seeing many sect masters arriving in person, Fatty and others completely relaxed. No matter how vicious Jin Zhikun was, he would not dare to commit any more crimes in front of the great elder!

"Jiajia, are you okay? Where is Jin Zhikun, where is that guy?" Zhu Guohong, the great elder, looked gloomy.

"I'm fine, Jin Zhikun ran away."

Zhu Si spoke quickly and said bitterly, "Humph, that guy knew that he had committed a heinous crime and could not continue to hang out in the sect. He took risks and intercepted him on the way in an attempt to kidnap Aesop. After he failed, he tried to kill the senior brother with great ferocity. Fortunately, Grandpa, you came just in time to scare him away!"

Zhu Sijia ideally took it for granted, thinking that Jin Zhikun had absconded out of fear of crime, and the great elder did not doubt it. No one expected that Jin Zhikun, who had a strong cultivation level, was already dead, at the hands of Ye Chuan, a disciple who was only a first-level monk.

"Great Elder, why are you here?" Ye Chuan suddenly asked.

Seeing the reinforcements arriving, everyone was relieved and overjoyed, except for his expression that changed.

It is understandable that the second elder Nangong Ren came to help. In the past, he rarely stepped out of the mountain gate, and the first elder who had been guarding the sect all year round also came out. Something was wrong!

"A personal guard reported to me that Jin Zhikun betrayed the sect and went on a killing spree, and Zhu Sijia was seriously injured. Humph, even Jiajia dared to attack, that guy..."

Grand Elder Zhu Guohong replied, but before he finished his sentence, his expression suddenly changed.

Zhu Sijia was standing in front of her, jumping around without any trouble. How could she be injured

"Go back to the sect, quickly!"

The great elders Zhu Guohong and Ye Chuan said in unison and flew towards the Yunwu Sect. The Great Elder snorted coldly, and the flying sword under his feet suddenly erupted in sword light, disappearing with a hiss, feeling extremely anxious.

Zhu Sijia was not injured. No one dared to disturb him, the great elder, in ordinary matters. Obviously, someone was trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain. The personal guard who reported to him was either deceived or bribed long ago, trying to seize the opportunity to rob the prisoner, targeting the witness Aesop!

"Quickly, go to the prison!"

"Seal the mountain gate and strictly prohibit anyone from entering or exiting!"

The second elder, Nangong Ren, also reacted and ordered in a deep voice, his voice rolling like muffled thunder echoing in the air. He also stepped on the flying sword and went straight to the mountain gate.

Like the Great Elder, he was suddenly informed that Ye Chuan had been attacked, and he hurried over. I didn't notice it for a moment, and I didn't expect to fall into the trap and lure the tiger away from the mountain!

Ye Chuan didn't have a flying sword, so he ran with both legs. His speed was not as fast as the First Elder and Second Elder who were riding flying swords. He was left far behind in the blink of an eye, but he was much faster than ordinary sect disciples. , running like a cheetah in the wild, leaving an afterimage of Zhu Sijia and others.

Ye Chuan was very fast, but when he returned to Yunwu Sect, it was already too late.

The entire sect was filled with smoke and fire, and the disciples were in a mess. The heavily guarded sky prison turned into a sea of fire, and no one could escape. After the fire was put out, unrecognizable corpses were dragged out from inside. The First Elder and the Second Elder, who rushed back first, had gloomy faces and were also a step late.

"Aesop, Aesop, my good apprentice, why did you leave just now..."

Third Elder Bai Yanhu threw himself on a corpse and howled loudly, tears streaming down his face, looking grief-stricken.

Ye Chuan walked over and took a look. The tall and thin corpse was indeed Aesop. Even if this guy turns into ashes, Ye Chuan can still recognize him. In Yingzui Cliff, he spared his life and did not execute him immediately. Unexpectedly, he died unexpectedly when he returned to the sect. If this guy knew anything about it, he would probably die with his eyes open. He never dreamed that one day he would die in the hands of his own people.

Jin Zhikun is dead, who started the fire? Besides the third elder who has been hiding behind the scenes, who else could it be

The answer was obvious. Ye Chuan looked at the crying third elder coldly and realized that he had underestimated this old guy before.

Seeing that the matter was about to be exposed, he even killed his only direct disciple and showed no mercy. This guy is so ruthless! Who is Jin Zhikun? This old guy, Third Elder Bai Yanhu, is really cunning!

"Here comes Li Xuehan, arrest him!" The great elder Zhu Guohong looked gloomy and ordered the arrest of the personal guard who reported to him that he was being transferred away from the mountain.

A disciple came forward with a strange look on his face and said cautiously: "Back to the Great Elder, Li Xuehan is dead. He died together with a master of the Xuanding Sect who sneaked into the sky prison and set fire to it."

"Hey, Xuandingmen?"

The great elder Zhu Guohong chuckled, glanced at the third elder, waved his hands and turned to leave.

No one is a fool. He turns a blind eye to some things, but that doesn't mean he doesn't know anything. But this time, the Third Elder went too far. He burned the Heavenly Prison and blamed it on the Xuanding Sect, and deceived ordinary disciples, but he was very clear-minded in his heart. However, the leader Yun Feiwu is not here, so if you want to move an elder, you need to consider the long term. No matter how angry I am, I can only press it down!

"Hmph, Ye Chuan, let's go!"

The second elder, Nangong Ren, snorted and left with Ye Chuan.

Behind him, the grief-stricken third elder raised his head and smiled coldly with a sinister look on his face.