Fantasy: My Handyman Disciple Cheng Zongmen Patron Saint

The elder holding the sword and the others had gone deep into the cave at this time.

This cave is formed naturally, and the road winds straight down, getting wider and wider as you go.

The elder holding the sword felt uneasy, as if there was a shadow watching them in the dark.

But he looked around for a long time, but found nothing unusual, which could only be attributed to his own suspicion.

Coming to this cave, the elder holding the sword also had to admire that Yanwang Pavilion was able to find such a hidden place.

If Zhou Mo hadn't brought them all the way, how could they have found this place by themselves.

With the light of the fire in front of Zhou Mo, I can see that the front is close to the end.

At the end, more than a dozen disciples of the Tianyan Sect were all tightly bound at this time, sitting on the ground sluggishly, with a big cloth stuffed in their mouths, they could only make a humming sound.

The elder who held the sword was furious. Seeing that his disciples were all covered with scarves and their hair was disheveled, it was obvious that they had suffered a lot.

Although he was angry in his heart, he was still very calm and did not act impulsively.

Instead, he wanted to call everyone to stop and discuss a rescue plan.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Mo didn't realize it, and walked straight over.

The elder holding the sword was startled, and looked around, and saw that there were no other people in the cave except the Tianyan Sect hostage, let alone a figure of a member of the Yan Wang Pavilion.

He became suspicious, logically speaking, Yanwang Pavilion would definitely be heavily guarded here.

After all, how could it be so easy to let go of a hostage who took a lot of effort to capture?
But at this time, he couldn't allow him to think about it, and rushed to the front of the disciples with Feng Jingyi.

Seeing the Elder Holding the Sword and the Holy Maiden appearing in front of them, the disciples of the Tianyan Sect thought they were dreaming.

After figuring it out, the originally dim eyes suddenly brightened a lot, as if seeing hope in the darkness.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm——"

With cloth balls stuffed in their mouths, they couldn't speak clearly, they just yelled to the elder with the sword and the saint.

"Save people quickly, and leave quickly after saving!"

The elder holding the sword ordered in a low voice, thinking that this place is definitely not a place to stay for a long time.

Feng Jingyi responded in a low voice, and was about to untie the rope on a member of the Tianyan Sect.

But a disciple of Xuanzhaozong turned his back on her and blocked her way.

"Excuse me, borrow it." Feng Jingyi said.

The Xuanzhao Sect disciple responded, turned around, and suddenly a white light flashed.

Fortunately, Feng Jingyi is now at the peak of the Golden Core Realm, and her reaction is extremely fast!

She leaned back, showing a dexterous and soft curve, and at the same time stretched out a kick, which had already kicked the disciple of Xuanzhaozong.

The disciple fell back, and the dagger in his hand came out.

The sound of "choking" broke the darkness and quietness in the cave, and startled a few bats hanging upside down on the cave wall above his head.

All of a sudden, the cave was full of flames!

When the sword-holding elder saw it, he secretly thought that he would suffer.

Sure enough, countless figures were seen coming from all directions of the cave.

It turned out that in the darkness, near the cave, there were actually several passages hidden.

At this time, figures poured in one after another.

"Sect Master Luo? Elder Zhang Er?"

The elder holding the sword glanced over, his face full of astonishment, he found that the senior officials of Xuanzhaozong were all here.

Looking again, dozens of people came out behind them, and many of them turned out to be the disciples of Yanwang Pavilion.

In the blink of an eye, the elder holding the sword had already guessed what was going on.

Sure enough, Zhou Mo turned around at this time, facing the elder holding the sword and Feng Jingyi, with a half-smile expression on his face, obviously harboring malicious intentions.

Luo Buyuan, the suzerain of Xuanzhao Sect, looked at the sword-wielding elder with a sly smile and said, "The arrival of the sword-wielding elder of Tianyan Sect really adds a lot of glory to this cave!"

The elder holding the sword snorted coldly and said: "I don't know if it's glorious or not, but it's better than Xuanzhaozong. To actually be in collusion with the Demon Sect is really a disgrace to the righteous way!"

At this moment, Feng Jingyi hurriedly retreated to the side of the elder holding the sword, and the two of them were surrounded by heavy siege.

Feng Jingyi's pretty face was full of anger, and she scolded: "Xuan Zhaozong, you really have no sense of shame, we must make your actions public, and let the world see your filth!"

Zhou Mo laughed, and said, "Holy Maiden of the Tianyan Sect, you probably won't have this chance!"

Luo Buyuan shook his head and said with a smile: "Those who know current affairs are outstanding, as long as you obey obediently, we will definitely not treat you badly!"

"Pooh!"

The elder holding the sword spat, and said coldly: "If you want me to be like you Xuanzhaozong, and join forces with the demon sect, don't even think about it!"

Luo Buyuan sighed, pointed at the hostages of the Tianyan Sect, and said: "It seems that you Tianyan Sect are all stubborn people, and there is no need for me to waste my words."

After speaking, he took two steps forward, and his breath suddenly surged.

His domineering and powerful aura permeated the entire cave.

The cave was originally quite large, but at this moment there were dozens of people inside, and the remaining space was already very narrow.

A gust of breath rolled like a raging wave, and gusts of wind agitated, and everyone's faces were painfully blown by the wind.

In the late stage of entering the Nascent Soul Realm!
The sword-holding elder's heart shuddered!
It's been a long time since I saw this Xuanzhao Sect master's cultivation has improved a lot!

It used to be the early stage of entering the Nascent Soul Realm, but now it has come to the late stage.

The elder holding the sword held his breath, his whole body on high alert.

At the same time, his eyes searched around from time to time, and then he said to Feng Jingyi through sound transmission: "Saint Jingyi, I will kill a bloody road later, you escape alone, I will be the queen for you!"

Feng Jingyi was originally focused on the opponent, but when she heard the sound transmission condensed by the spiritual energy of the elder holding the sword, she was startled.

Then he replied in the same voice transmission method: "Elder holding the sword, absolutely not, Jingyi is not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death!"

"No, leave a way out for you, go and report to the Supreme Elder!"

"However, along the way, we have not found where the master is."

"The Taishang Elder is superb. He might have already reached Shenjian Peak. If you go to Shenjian Peak to find him, you might meet him. Besides, no matter what, it's better than both of them falling here."

"But……"

"No but, this is an order!"

The tone of the sword-wielding elder was cold and unnegotiable.

At this critical moment, the elder holding the sword made a decisive decision and spoke in the tone of a senior.

Feng Jingyi sighed inwardly, and nodded.

I thought it would be great if Master was here!

Luo Buyuan seemed to have seen through their thoughts. With a big wave of his hand, the crowd divided into several waves and guarded all the passages in the cave.

"Despicable!" Seeing that the plan was known, the elder holding the sword couldn't help but cursed.

Luo Buyuan smiled and said: "Even if you are allowed to escape here, you will not be able to get out. The Eighth and Ninth Pavilion Masters who want to come to the Yanwang Pavilion should have returned!"

Hearing this, the sword-wielding elder felt his hopes dimmed more and more.

I thought to myself that this time the Yan Wang Pavilion actually dispatched two pavilion masters. If they are really guarding the entrance of the cave, then our side is really dead.

At this moment, two figures slowly walked over from the passage where the sword-wielding elders and the others had come.

At first sight, some people rejoiced, while others sighed.

The ones who were delighted were Luo Buyuan and the others, they had already recognized that this was the Metropolitan King and King Pingping of Yan Wang Pavilion!
The elder holding the sword sighed secretly, and the only glimmer of hope left in his heart was officially shattered.