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Finally, Yang Limin seized a flaw and stabbed the opponent's shoulder with a sword. The demon master screamed and staggered back. Yang Limin took advantage of the victory and pursued him with a series of sword strikes, knocking him down completely.

Seeing this, the morale of the righteous people was greatly boosted. They shouted in unison and launched a fierce attack on the remaining members of the Demon Sect. Without the support of the top masters, the members of the Demon Sect were defeated and fled in panic.

After the battle, Yang Limin and Linghu Chong stood on the blood-stained snow, looked at each other, and smiled with relief. Despite the countless hardships and battles they had experienced, they never backed down.

"Limin, this time it's all thanks to you." Linghu Chong patted Yang Limin on the shoulder and said gratefully. We are brothers, it's too formal to say these things." Yang Limin smiled.

The two walked side by side on the snow and returned to the camp on the right path. In the camp, the injured were receiving intensive treatment, and the survivors comforted each other. The atmosphere was full of tragedy and perseverance.

After Linghu Chong arranged his men, he took Yang Limin into a tent in the camp. There were several oil lamps lit in the tent, and the dim light illuminated the faces of the two men.

"Li Min, the Demon Cult is coming with great force this time. We must strengthen our defenses." Linghu Chong frowned and looked a little worried.

Yang Limin nodded, "Yes, the power of the Demon Cult cannot be underestimated, we cannot take it lightly. However, the power of the righteous path cannot be underestimated either, we will definitely be able to defeat them."

Linghu Chong pondered for a moment and nodded firmly, "Yes, we must persevere to the end."

In the following days, Yang Limin and Linghu Chong worked together to strengthen the camp's defenses and train the disciples in martial arts. They worked day and night, and although it was hard, their hearts were full of hope. Yang Limin was sorting out his weapons in the tent when he suddenly heard a burst of hurried footsteps outside the tent. He immediately became alert and tightened his sword. The tent curtain was lifted, and a disciple rushed in breathlessly.

"Brother Yang, it's bad, there is an enemy attack!" the disciple reported in panic.

Yang Limin quickly stood up, grabbed his sword, and rushed out of the tent. There was chaos outside, and the demon sect launched another sneak attack. Yang Limin immediately joined the battle and fought side by side with the righteous disciples.

During the battle, he saw Linghu Chong fighting with a demon sect master. The enemy was extremely fierce and Linghu Chong seemed to be struggling. Yang Limin did not hesitate and rushed forward to attack the enemy together with Linghu Chong. "I'll help you!" Yang Limin shouted, and turned the sword to block the enemy's heavy blow.

Seeing Yang Limin coming to help, Linghu Chong was greatly encouraged. The two of them cooperated well and quickly defeated the demon master. The battle gradually entered a stalemate, with both sides refusing to give in, and the scene was extremely fierce.

In the chaos, Yang Limin found that the enemy commander was commanding from the rear, and he came up with a plan to capture the enemy leader. He quickly rushed towards the enemy commander, his sword flashing like lightning, and went straight to the target.

The enemy commander panicked when he saw this and quickly ordered his men to stop him. However, Yang Limin was a master swordsman and quickly broke through the encirclement and stabbed the commander in the heart. The commander screamed, fell to the ground and died.

With the death of their commander, the demon sect's people were leaderless and scattered. The righteous people took the opportunity to fight back and drove the enemy out of the camp. Yang Limin and Linghu Chong stood side by side on the battlefield again, both of them looked exhausted, but their hearts were filled with the joy of victory.

"Limin, this time it's all thanks to you." Linghu Chong said gratefully, his eyes full of admiration. Only if we work together can we achieve victory.

They returned to the camp, comforted the injured disciples, and regrouped.

Five years ago, Yang Limin woke up and came to this world. Yes, he traveled through time.

Five years ago, Yang Limin woke up and found himself in a completely strange world. This world was full of swords, hatreds and grudges, which was completely different from the modern society he was familiar with. At first, he felt extremely confused and scared, but as time went by, he gradually adapted to everything here and even made a name for himself in the world.

Yang Limin still remembers the scene when he first crossed over. That morning, he opened his eyes and found himself lying in the wilderness, surrounded by desolate scenery and the sound of whistling wind. His first reaction was panic, but soon he calmed down and began to look for a way out.

After experiencing countless dangers and challenges, he gradually realized that he had come to a world of martial arts. Fortunately, he met Linghu Chong, and the two strange souls met and knew each other in this world, and became friends of life and death. It was this deep friendship that gave him the strength to survive in this strange world.

Yang Limin stroked the sword in his hand, with a lot of thoughts in his mind. Five years passed like a flash, and he went from an ordinary person in modern society to a knight with great martial arts skills. Although the world is full of dangers and challenges, he never backed down. Only by constantly fighting and growing can he gain a foothold in this world.

In the battles and hardships, Yang Limin's swordsmanship became more and more sophisticated, and his mind became more and more determined. He understood that the world of martial arts is not just a contest of force, but also a test of wisdom and courage. Over the years, through his own efforts and wisdom, he not only gained respect in the world of martial arts, but also made many like-minded friends.

Today, he stood on the battlefield, with his friends and allies behind him, facing powerful enemies and challenges. He knew that this battle was not only related to their survival, but also to the future of the martial arts world.

As the sky gradually darkened, the fighting on the battlefield temporarily subsided. Yang Limin and Linghu Chong led their disciples back to the camp. In the camp, the injured disciples were receiving treatment, and the atmosphere was filled with tension and anxiety. Yang Limin walked to the side of an injured disciple and whispered to him, "Hold on, we will definitely make it through this."

The disciples felt his care and nodded one after another, with determination flashing in their eyes. Yang Limin knew that at this critical moment, they had to unite as one to defeat the powerful enemy.

Linghu Chong came over and handed Yang Limin a bowl of hot soup, "Come, drink some soup to replenish your energy."

Yang Limin took the bowl of soup and said gratefully, "Thank you, Brother Linghu."

The two sat by the campfire in the camp, drinking hot soup quietly. The fire reflected their faces, making them look particularly warm. Linghu Chong looked at Yang Limin, his eyes full of admiration and gratitude, "Limin, thanks to you all these years, otherwise I really don't know how to deal with these challenges."

Five years ago, Yang Limin woke up and came to this world. Yes, he traveled through time.