God-level funeral: creating a mysterious past

Chapter 167

Immediately, he waved his right hand, and a long sword as black as ink appeared in his hand. Immediately afterwards, the long sword turned into a stream of light and slashed towards the purple-robed man.

Seeing the long sword coming towards him, the purple-robed man showed a serious expression on his face. He didn't intend to avoid it, but stood there straight.

Just when the long sword was about to slash, the other party suddenly crushed the object in the palm, and a burst of light shot out from the palm, turning into a golden talisman, suspended in mid-air, blooming with bright golden light , enveloped the purple-robed man inside.

Seeing the appearance of this talisman, the man in black suddenly showed a look of surprise on his face.

"Teleportation talisman! You have such a precious thing! No wonder you dare to be so arrogant!" The man in black exclaimed, he did not expect the man in purple robe to have a teleportation talisman. Xiu, but judging from the current situation, this purple-robed man seems to be of extraordinary status!
However, the man in black didn't think about it any more, because the figure of the other party was getting thinner and thinner, and he was about to disappear into the void.

"Your opponent is me!" The man in black roared, and with a movement, he rushed towards the man in purple robe. The robed man cut over.

The face of the purple-robed man changed drastically, and he was about to escape, but at the moment when he was about to escape, he found that his footsteps could not move at all, as if he was suppressed by a mountain, and even the space was frozen Living
"What's going on?" Seeing such a scene, the purple-robed man showed a look of horror in his eyes.

At this time, the long sword had already reached above his head, and the sharp long sword was about to fall down.

At this critical moment, finally, the surrounding space loosened, and the purple-robed man turned into a ray of light and fled towards the distance.

"Don't try to escape!" Seeing the action of the purple-robed man, the corner of the black-clothed man's mouth curled up into a sinister smile, the long sword in his hand was withdrawn suddenly, and he chased after the purple-robed man.

The speed of the man in black was very fast, and he turned into an afterimage, but he was still a bit behind. In the end, he was still a beat slower, unable to keep up with the speed of the man in purple robe, so he could only watch the man in purple robe helplessly. The figure disappeared before his eyes.

"Damn it!" Seeing the other person's figure disappear from his eyes, the man in black showed a strong anger on his face.

It's really unreasonable for an elder of my majestic Heavenly Demon Sect to be tricked by a junior!
Just as the man in black was furious, the figure of the man in purple robe was already thousands of miles away, "I never thought that I would provoke such a guy. If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't need this identity."

I saw him wipe his face, and immediately, his appearance changed completely, and he became another person.

"Anyway, let's escape this catastrophe first." The purple-robed man murmured underestimated.

"Are you a true disciple?" The elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect walked up to Zhang Chuan, looked at Zhang Chuan with suspicious eyes, and asked.

Hearing the question from the man in black, Zhang Chuan also became vigilant. He knew that if he answered badly, he might suffer disaster. After all, he was a fake.

"That's right, I am the true disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect!" Zhang Chuan pondered for a moment, then said in a deep voice, and he was thinking about how to get rid of the predicament in front of him.

"You said you are a true disciple, so let me ask, who is your master? Why have I never seen you?" the elder of the Tianmo Sect squinted his eyes at Zhang Chuan and asked.

"My master is in closed-door training, and I'm a named disciple, as long as I'm a true disciple, it's normal if you haven't seen me," Zhang Chuan said.

"Registered disciple?" The elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect frowned slightly when he heard the words, "Then do you have something like a certificate to prove your identity?"

"Yes!" Zhang Chuan heard the words, quickly took out a token from his arms and handed it to the elder, and then said, "This is my token, you can check it out!"

The elder picked up the token and took a look, and found that the token was indeed real, so he couldn't help returning the token to Zhang Chuan, the expression on his face eased a little, then he looked up at Zhang Chuan, the expression on his face He became serious, and asked, "Since you are a true disciple and you have a token, then let me ask you, who did you learn from?"

"This, this." The question returned to the original point, Zhang Chuan scratched his head, not knowing what to say, because, how could he know!

However, Zhang Chuan's eyes rolled around, and suddenly, an idea came to his mind, and then a look of realization appeared on his face, "By the way, I remembered, my master forbids me to say utter his honorable name."

After hearing Zhang Chuan's words, the elder was taken aback for a moment, and the look on his face became even weirder.

Although he didn't believe Zhang Chuan's words, he couldn't pursue it any further, but he would never allow Zhang Chuan to deceive him, so he was silent for a while before saying, "Since you don't want to say anything, It doesn't matter, follow me back to the sect, and you will naturally know when the time comes."

After saying these words, the elder of the Tianmo Sect reached out and grabbed Zhang Chuan's shoulder.

"Senior brother, are you done with the matter?" Seeing this, another elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect hurriedly asked.

"Well, let's go back." The elder of Tianmozong nodded, then swung his long sword and jumped lightly, and he carried Zhang Chuan into the sky like this.

Having seen the strength of the two elders of the Heavenly Demon Sect, Zhang Chuan was full of fear for the Heavenly Demon Sect, especially the body skills and methods used by the elders of the Heavenly Demon Sect just now were too weird. shocked.

While Zhang Chuan and the others were flying, Zhang Chuan asked them, "What kind of skill is that trick you just performed? Can you tell me, or I can learn it."

"Hmph, you kid, don't make those crooked ideas, go find your master!" the elder snorted coldly, with a very unhappy look on his face.

"Then why did you let your guy escape before? Could it be that the other party is very powerful?" Zhang Chuan asked suspiciously.

After hearing Zhang Chuan's words, the elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect frowned, and a look of disdain flashed in his eyes, "The other party is just a cowardly waste who uses a teleportation talisman, otherwise, I would have put him down a long time ago." It's settled, it's his turn to run for his life!"

Thinking of this, his heart was full of anger, and at the same time he gave Zhang Chuan a look. This guy is really an idiot who dares to ask such words!
(End of this chapter)