The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

Li Muchen stood on the stage and accepted congratulations from everyone.

His gaze passed through the crowd and landed on one person.

This man was hunched over, and like the others, he bowed slightly and made a congratulatory gesture, but his mouth did not move.

When Li Muchen's eyes fell on him, he seemed to feel it and began to retreat quietly.

Li Muchen shouted: "Tong Hao, come out!"

When everyone was shocked, the man suddenly turned around and left.

Li Muchen was already on guard. He was staring at the man and deliberately called out Tong Hao's name just to see his reaction. Turning around and running away, it shows that even if this person is not Tong Hao, he is still inseparable from Tong Hao.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the Xuan Ming Sword inserted on the stage was held in his hand.

A black sword energy, carrying the aura of death, penetrated the crowd.

Tong Hao's speed is extremely fast, but he is not as fast as the sword energy. Before anyone left the crowd, the sword energy had already arrived.

He casually grabbed the two people next to him and threw them out against the sword energy.

Seeing that the sword energy was about to tear the two people apart, Li Muchen quickly withdrew the sword energy.

Tong Hao laughed loudly and grasped with both hands, and the martial arts masters around him flew up in pieces.

"Hahaha, Li Muchen, you are so kind to a woman, how can you be the leader of the martial arts alliance! Let me see how many you can save, hahahaha..."

Shadows danced in the air.

These people were thrown out by Tong Hao and exerted magical power. If they were allowed to fall to the ground, they would either die or be disabled.

Li Muchen waved his hand, and a gust of wind blew up, gently lifting these people to the ground, and at the same time dispelling the demonic energy on their bodies.

But in the blink of an eye, Tong Hao turned into a little red light and flew out.

Zhu Xiaoyuan and Xiao Sheng were both very anxious. However, they were only at the top of martial arts and could not fly yet, so they could only go to see Li Muchen. They were shocked when they saw that there was no figure of Li Muchen anywhere on the stage. It had already been empty, and they didn't know he was there. When did you leave?

Also missing at the same time were two monks, Hai Kong and Jingquan.

Tong Hao flew out of Zhumen Town. When he turned around and saw that no one was chasing him, he felt proud and said to himself: Li Muchen is nothing more than that! Just now I saw him break the Huangfu Fan Soul Sword. I thought he was so powerful, but it seems I overestimated him!

At this moment, the void in front suddenly flickered, and a purple cloud appeared.

Tong Hao secretly said something bad, made an emergency stop, suspended in the air, and shouted: "Who is it? Dare to block my way!"

Suddenly, he saw a stunningly beautiful woman appearing in the void, standing on purple clouds, holding a purple Ruyi in her hand, looking at him with a smile.

"Are you Tong Hao?"

"who are you?"

"My name is Lin Manqing. Of course, you can also call me Mrs. Li."

"Mrs. Li..." Tong Hao was shocked when he heard this. He narrowed his triangular eyes and flashed murderous intent, "Seeking death!"

Suddenly, he jumped forward like a roc, with his arms like wings, raising the sky to the fierce wind. He turned his palms in the strong wind and shot out two balls of flame.

Lin Manqing chuckled: "Well done!"

Standing on the purple clouds, motionless in the strong wind, he waved his hand as he wished, and spread out a cloud belt, wrapping the two flames. He pointed forward with his other hand, and the void suddenly changed layer by layer, as if many crystal spaces were created. , trapping Tong Hao in it.

Tong Hao was shocked: "Heavenly Witch Ziyun, Linglong Space! Who are you? What is the relationship between the White Mountain Goddess and you?"

"Then it has nothing to do with you!"

Lin Manqing said, lightly snapping her fingers, and the layers of exquisite space were shattered.

A huge force wrapped him around and rolled in the air, almost tearing Tong Hao apart. When he fell to the ground, his clothes had been torn into pieces, and many cracks appeared on his skin, such as crawling. Full of bloody spider silk.

"Don't do anything, we are on our own..."

Before he could finish his words, a black sword appeared in front of him and was pressed against his throat.

"Tong Hao! Did you kill my Grandpa Youquan?"

Li Muchen thought of Grandpa Youquan, and his face was full of murderous intent.

This murderous aura made Tong Hao, the demon sect fire envoy who had killed countless people, feel chilled.

"Hehe, Li You overestimated his ability and wanted to kill me. No wonder I am. Li Muchen, you should know your identity. You were born of a saint, so you should be on our side. Your parents are the ones who were killed by those righteous people. They forced you to death! Your Li family was also destroyed by them!"

"You are still trying to lie to me?" Li Muchen sneered, "If I hadn't investigated, I would have almost believed you! It is true that those famous sects are responsible for the destruction of the Li family. Anyone with blood on their hands, I We will find out one by one, and no one can escape. But you stirred up trouble, deliberately induced the righteous way to attack the Li family, reaped the benefits, and ultimately destroyed my family. Tantaiyu and Lu Xian were killed by me, and their souls were destroyed! Still! None of the remaining Ye Xianlin, Gong Xian and you, Tong Hao, can even think of escaping!"

When Tong Hao heard him mention these names, his heart trembled slightly, and he finally felt a little scared.

"How...how did you know?"

"If you want others to know, you have to do nothing except yourself!" Li Muchen said, "Tell me, where are Ye Xianlin and Gong Xian?"

Tong Hao shook his head and said: "I don't know. Unless there is an order from above, the five envoys of the Demon Sect have always been alone."

"Is there an order from above? Which one?" Li Muchen asked.

Tong Hao knew that he had spilled the beans, so he kept silent.

Li Muchen sneered: "Don't think I don't know, tell me, is it Pluto? Or is it Lucifer?"

Tong Hao's expression changed greatly, and he suddenly burst into laughter: "Li Muchen, since you know everything, why bother asking? It's useless! So what if you kill me? When you go to the Xuanwu Secret Realm, the God of Death will deal with you!"

"The servant of the underworld said that you are the reincarnation of the devil, hahahaha, it's really ridiculous! Lord Pluto is the ruler of the three realms! You kill me, kill me! As long as Lord Pluto is here, it doesn't matter if my soul goes to the underworld? Lord Pluto will save me. Mine! You can’t kill me! Hahaha..."

puff!

The black Xuanming Sword pierced Tong Hao's throat.

A breath of death wrapped around his body and his soul.

Tong Hao struggled, his eyes full of pain and disbelief.

"This... this is... heaven... demon... death... Qi..."

He suppressed these words from his throat, and his body and soul melted together in the black death air, and finally disappeared without a trace.

"Amitabha!"

One to the left and one to the right, two Buddha chants sounded, and two monks appeared.

"Donor Li, you are too evil-minded and have been impure through all the calamities. The next calamity will probably be met with great difficulties!" Haikong clasped his hands together and said, "For the sake of that bowl of skin-belly noodles and half a salted duck, I I can help you once. If you follow me to Putuo Mountain, enter the secret realm of Zizhu, and stay in the mountain for three years, you will be able to wash away the devil's heart, and there will be no disasters from now on."

Jingquan on the other side said: "The sword in the hands of the donor is a good sword, but the demonic aura is too strong, and there are complaints from hell. Why don't you follow me to Jiuhua Mountain to wash away the demonic aura and return to your true nature."

Li Muchen clasped his fists at the two monks: "Thank you very much, masters. Buddhism talks about dependent origination and emptiness. Everyone has his or her own destiny. Whether it is Putuo or Jiuhua, it is not my destiny. I appreciate it with good intentions. Got it!"

After saying that, he turned around, took Lin Manqing's hand, stepped onto the purple clouds, and floated away.

"Master, if you are interested, see you in the Xuanwu Secret Realm." Li Muchen said in the air.

Looking at the purple clouds disappearing in the sky, Jingquan sighed: "Oh, the devil is not a devil, and the Tao is not a Tao!"

Hai Kong touched his half-inch-less bald head and said, "A monk doesn't look like a monk!"

The two looked at each other, laughed, and took steps to the left and right. Suddenly, the space shook like a dreamy bubble, and the two disappeared into the bubble.

Only the bright sun is shining, the insects are chirping, the summer heat has not subsided, and the cool breeze is beginning to rise. It is the beginning of autumn in the world.