"How come no one knew that such a dangerous person had sneaked into the sect? What were you guys at Sanyang Peak doing? Even Sanyangzi died at the hands of that young man."
The sect master drank angrily, frowning, and asked in confusion: "However, why would this man kill Sanyangzi? Does he have any grudges or old hatreds with him? Since he had already sneaked in, why did he take action tonight? And also caused the entire sect to be on fire?"
"This... I don't know either." Ruan Changchun lowered his eyes and shook his head.
"I heard that Sanyangzi is planning to retreat to make elixirs, and the elixirs are extraordinary. Could this be related?" An elder said, stroking his beard, his eyes looking in the direction of the young man who had escaped to an unknown place and the several cultivators who had chased him without a trace.
“No matter what, he set fire to Danyang Sect and killed Sanyangzi. This is a fact. Let’s catch him first!” The sect leader said, and gave a few instructions, asking Ruan Changchun to settle Sanyangzi’s body first. He turned around and left, planning to gather everyone in the sect to capture the young man named Fengjiu alive.
Ruan Changchun responded, and after watching them leave, he asked the Nascent Soul cultivator to guard the body while he went into the cave to check. As soon as he stepped inside, the strong smell of blood that hit his nose frightened him. He walked further inside and came to the alchemist. The black iron chain that was cut off was stained with blood, which was shocking...
After seeing the scene in the cave and thinking of his junior sister's wounded and dying look, he could understand why the young man was determined to kill his master.
On the other side, Fengjiu fled all the way to the main gate of the sect, and the two Nascent Soul cultivators and two Flying Immortals were chasing her closely. During the chase, she was injured by their sword energy and had several cuts on her body.
Yes, it is one thing to deal with Sanyangzi, a powerful immortal, after all, he is not mainly engaged in combat power, but it is not so easy to deal with those powerful people who follow behind the elders and sect masters for protection.
If it weren't for her strange body movements and the Qingfeng sword in her hand, perhaps she would have fallen into the hands of these people long ago. When she was only 300 meters away from the sect gate, she was surrounded by four people in mid-air.
"It is indeed the Qingfeng Sword! Who are you?" A powerful Flying Immortal stared at the sword in Fengjiu's hand with a green glow, with shock in his eyes.
The ancient sword Qingfeng has been missing for many years, but now it has reappeared in the hands of a young man? Who is this young man
The other three were equally excited at this moment. Qingfeng Sword! They were lucky enough to see the ancient divine sword Qingfeng. This was the ancient divine sword that had been fought over and caused a bloody storm decades ago!
Some disciples who noticed the stalemate in mid-air were discussing below. On the seventh peak of Sanyang Peak, Luo Heng and Chen Dao were extremely shocked.
They stared at the green figure in the distance surrounded by several strong men. Even though the distance was far, under the illumination of the flames of the entire sect and the refraction of the firelight, the figure and face of the man were still clearly visible to them...
"That, that is Fengjiu? What is he doing?" Luo Heng stared at Fengjiu in the distance, unable to hide his shock and horror, and muttered to the people around him.