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Chapter Thirty-Five

Wudang Mountain, Fumo Gorge.

On the top of the mountain, clouds and mist linger, the fragrant grass is clear and green, the green forest is like the sea, and the green mist is solemn.

Many righteous knights looked solemn, hiding among the plants and trees, watching the wind and grass around them.

An old man in Taoist robe came to You Longsheng and said, "Young Master You, will that devil really believe the information you sent here? Come to Fumoxia obediently?"

"Prince Chongyin, please rest assured. This demon thought I was coerced by him and trusted me very much." You Longsheng said confidently.

The old man stroked his beard and said, "That's good. You young hero has experienced hardships without losing his edge, and is clever and wise in the face of crisis. He ignores his personal reputation and family reputation and tells me the devil's plan. He is really chivalrous and kind-hearted. When this battle is completed, I will let the people of the world know your efforts."

Many righteous knights on the side also nodded: "What Master Chong Yin said is that Young Master You's sacrifice is too great. Such chivalrous courage is really a role model among our chivalrous people."

The owner of Zangjian Villa, the old man Zangjian, looked at him and Lao Huai comforted him: "Long'er, you have finally grown up and are a real man. My father is proud of you!"

Faced with these praises, You Longsheng was always silent. He knew that these praises were just because the current disaster of the Demon Sect was the top priority. After this battle, the things he had been humiliated by the Great Joyful Female Bodhisattva were still a lifelong stain.

Even if you do a thousand righteous things, you can't be a hero as long as you have a stain.

This is the sadness of the hero.

What's more, I betrayed the devil and had no antidote. The pill I took last time was enough to kill me.

But he doesn't regret it.

Because he is the young owner of Zangjian Villa, a hero and a swordsman.

He doesn't want to be a coward, he doesn't want to ruin the righteous path for his own selfishness, and he won't take such a life of silence!

"Li Xunhuan, I once hated you, but now I finally understand your greatness. You are the real hero. Now, I am with you, and this world of righteousness will last forever!"

You Longsheng held the sword in his hand tightly, his eyes full of determination, and he looked at the valley below.

He was once pretentious and arrogant.

He was once a young and romantic person, which made him fall into a terrible situation.

He also retreated in confusion and gave up on himself.

But at this moment, he finally broke free from all shackles, and did not hesitate to pieces, but was ruined and wanted to defend the justice in his heart.

There is nothing, just because there is light in his heart.

In the distance, the vast army of the Demon Cult has arrived, neatly and orderly, with evil spirits soaring into the sky.

Yan She stood in it, holding a knife in black.

Above, a man in white snorted coldly: "Is this the leader of the Demon Sect? It turns out that he is really a baby with a bad baby. I don't believe he is as powerful as you said!"

When he said that, he slowly raised his right hand and raised it towards the sun. His fingers were long, his nails were trimmed very cleanly, and his skin was smooth and fine.

But what is strange is that the skin color of the thumb, index finger and middle finger of this hand is different from other places.

Although the skin of these three fingers is also very thin and white, it has a very strange brilliance. It is not like it is made of flesh and blood, but like it is cast from some strange metal.

In the sun, these three fingers reflect a silver light, which is particularly dazzling.

"Although Mr. Lu's newly-trained martial arts are amazing, he is still careful. After all, even the old man Tianji, who was the first in weapon chart, died under the sword of the Demon Sect leader." An old man in gray-haired and gray clothes reminded him. He was holding an ordinary long sword in his hand, but his body was faintly filled with a shocking edge, as if a sharp blade was about to cut through the sky.

He is the Tianshan Xueyingzi, who was once known as the world's number one swordsman. Now he has come out of the mountain again, and his cultivation has reached a state of transformation.

But the man in white did not respect him at all and said proudly: "It was only because the old man Tianji was old that he had picked up a vacant child. I would have known that I should have challenged him first."

There are indescribable regrets in his words.

The Yinji Wenhou, who was ranked fifth in the weapon category in the past, was originally the most proud person in the world. For others, being able to rank fifth in the weapon category was a great honor, but for him, it was an insult.

So he broke his silver halberd, practiced ten years in silence, and finally mastered a more terrifying martial art. Originally, his biggest goal was Old Man Tianji, but now Old Man Tianji is dead.

"Don't say more, the Demon Cult has arrived!" A man with a huge iron sword on his back and seemed very taciturn and pointed at the bottom and said.

He is the fourth in the weapon list, the iron sword Guo Songyang.

Everyone looked along his pointing and saw that thousands of people had arrived below.

"When the Demon Cult enters this canyon, we will seal the import and export, and then break in. With the advantage of being condescending, we will annihilate them in one fell swoop and eliminate the devil in the world of disaster!" Taoist Chongyin calmly commanded.

Not long after, Yan She had already led his troops into the Demon Fu Gorge, and he seemed to have not noticed the danger at all.

"Okay, that's right now!" Taoist Chong Yin shouted loudly, and the import and exits on both sides of the canyon were immediately blocked by a large number of rolling wooden stones, and they were in a dilemma.

This huge movement made the army of the Demon Cult suddenly become in chaos.

Yan She stood in the center of the army, his expression changed, and he said coldly: "It turns out that this is a trap. You Longsheng, I underestimate you."

"The thief of the Demon Sect, come and take his life!" There were sounds of killing sounds coming from the valley, thousands of weapons were displayed, and many righteous knights rushed down.

Yan She looked cold: "Do you think you can do anything like this? I'm delusional!"

The full moon scimitar is coldly unsheathed, like a bright moon, hooked above the nine heavens. The blade like a green mountain eyebrows looks particularly brilliant in the sun.

When it kills people, it is also very brilliant!

Swish!

A sword light slashed down, and the righteous knight who rushed in front was already cut from top to bottom, split in half, with a very neat cut.

"Gang Master Zeng!" The righteous knights behind shouted in pain. Zeng Fang, the leader of the Beggars' Sect, was a famous master in the world. He had a mourning stick in the world. No one expected that he would be killed by Yan She with one knife.

This is undoubtedly a pouring cold water on the head of the righteous heroes who believed that the strategy was successful and the victory was sure to win.

Seeing that the people were damaged, You Longsheng shouted: "Don't lose your ambitions, he has been surrounded by us. Even if the demonic power is overwhelming, he will not be able to make a big wave!"

"Yes, no matter how good his martial arts are, he cannot stop so many of us!" The head of Huashan, Master Kuye, agreed. She knew the importance of stabilizing the morale of the army.

"Yes, let's go together!" The heroes shouted, surrounding Yan She. As for their disciples, they were fighting against thousands of members of the Demon Sect.

"Iron Sword Guo Songyang!" "Tianshan Snow Eagle", "Wudang Chongyin", "Hard leaves in Huashan!" "Li Canyang, Qingcheng!" "Emei Iron Jade!" "Diancang Sect Stone Beat!"...

More than a dozen famous righteous masters, holding weapons, surrounded Yan She, with cold light everywhere and murderous aura.

You Longsheng shouted in the middle: "Master Yan, you have done so many evil things. Didn't you expect that you will have today?"

"Noisy!" Yan She held a scimitar in his hand and looked at the surrounding people coldly, with no expression on his face, as cold as the sky.

You Longsheng suddenly burst into tears and felt a bad premonition.
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