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"My Lord, the guard just reported that the Emperor has left the city with that demon assassin."

Bao Xi's martial arts skills were crippled and he still looked pale at the moment, but when he thought that Yu Fan was about to die, he felt a sense of pleasure that his revenge was about to be fulfilled.

Jin Xingyao slapped the table with her big hand, her eyes gleaming with brilliance:

"Well, just as I expected, this monk really went to rescue his lover."

Chang Long said flatteringly beside him:

"Prince, our golden opportunity has come. If you ascend the throne now, by the time that monk returns, everything will be settled and it will be too late for him to regret."

I thought the eldest prince would praise him, but Jin Xingyao's eyes were as sharp as a knife, his face was full of sinister murderous intent, and he said coldly:

"This monk has ridiculed me time and again. This time I will make sure he never returns. Besides, if he doesn't die, do you think Yu An and his gang will give up on the emperor so easily?"

Baoxi bowed his head and said, "I wish you a safe journey and hope you will come back soon to become the eldest son."

Chang Long secretly called him a flatterer, and hurriedly praised: "The eldest prince is still very thoughtful. I can't even compare to him."

Jin Xingyao smiled arrogantly, and immediately ordered the armored guards to head out of the city overnight.

In the evening, the forces of good and evil were confronting each other in the open space under Wu Ji Cliff. The border between Chu and Han had already become a river of blood, and the two sides suspended the fighting.

Yu Xin of the Beggars' Sect was panting and leaning on his stick, looking at the leader of the Demon Sect across from him and said:

"Shen Yutang, I am not as powerful as you, but we are not afraid of you. You killed more than 500 people from the Golden Sword Sect, the Green Mountain Sect, and the Kongshan Sect. Your methods were bloody and cruel. You are not worthy of being a human being. My Beggars' Sect will fight you to the end."

The Beggars' Sect disciples behind him ignored their injuries and smashed their clubs to the ground in unison: "We will live and die with the Beggars' Sect!"

Shen Yutang stood on the stone wall under Wuji Cliff and looked down at everyone with a cold look:

"A bunch of so-called noble and upright sects, without any distinction between right and wrong, killed my disciples of the Demon Sect, what do they think of my Demon Sect as?"

After saying that, he thrust out a palm gust and flew away like lightning. In the blink of an eye, he took the head of the man who had just killed the disciple of the Demon Sect.

The martial artists retreated in horror, all frightened by Shen Yutang's cruelty.

Taoist Priest Fan Han from Qingxu Temple came out with a whisk in his hand and looked at Shen Yutang fiercely:

"Devil, let me meet you."

After saying that, he turned the whisk in his hand, and with a few leaps he appeared in front of Shen Yutang. The two of them fought each other, and in the blink of an eye, the stone wall behind them was cracked by his internal force, and sparks flew.

The two men moved with such force that the people around them quickly used their hands to block the flying sand and gravel. When they dropped their hands, Fan Han had already fallen to the ground, seriously injured and vomiting blood:

"Ahem, demon, how come your inner strength can..."

How could it be so high, with extreme yin and yang, and so solid? At his age, no matter how powerful he was, he would not have such good fortune. Fan Han was shocked and felt that the life of the righteous martial arts world might be hanging by a thread today.

Shen Yutang flew back to the Demon Cult members, a trace of disdain flashed across his cold and beautiful eyes:

"Fan Han, there is no point in talking any more. We have been defeated. If anyone still has the ability, come and fight again."

The members of the Demon Cult behind him were seriously injured, but they did not retreat. They held their weapons and stared at the people from the opposite factions with sharp eyes, determined to live and die with the Demon Cult.

The righteous side was intimidated by Shen Yutang's momentum and did not dare to go forward for a while, and the two sides were in a stalemate.

Shen Yutang returned to the Butterfly Valley at the foot of the cliff. The followers behind him hurriedly put down the seriously injured Elder Shi. Shen Yutang pressed two acupoints on him to stop the bleeding, and his face looked extremely ugly.

Shi Tianyou looked at the broken arm that the followers had bandaged for him, his face full of sorrow and resentment: "Master, I am useless."

Shen Yutang swung his sleeves fiercely and shouted:

"This bunch of bastards are really going too far"

"Elder Shi, don't blame yourself. I have already taken the head of that man, which can be regarded as revenge for you."

Shen Yutang stopped Shi Tianyou from kneeling down. Just as he was about to say something, a puff of thick smoke came from outside. Elder Cui hurried in to report:

"Master, these bastards know they can't defeat you, so they actually let Burn the Mountain go and force our Blood Demon Sect to death."

Shen Yutang was extremely angry and was about to leave, but was stopped by Elder Si and Elder Cui:

"Master, you can't do that. It's windy today and the fire is too big. No matter how good your martial arts skills are, you can't stop them. They have prepared arrows and crossbows and are waiting for you to get out."

"Yes, the back mountain has also been surrounded. Anyone who shows up will be shot to death. Fortunately, the leader asked us to get off the cliff, otherwise we would have been trapped on the cliff and died by now."

Shen Yutang could leave on his own, but the thousands of believers were his responsibility and he could not abandon them.

At this time, Fan Han's voice came from outside:

"Demon, can you bear to see the Blood Demon Cult members die because of you? As long as you commit suicide to apologize, we can let them go."

He had just fought with Shen Yutang and realized that all the people here today were no match for him, so he immediately ordered people to burn the mountain, intending to force the demon to death first and then deal with those people from the Demon Cult.

Ji Wu was a monk and felt that burning the mountain was a bit too cruel, but when he thought about Shen Yutang ordering the Demon Cult to exterminate his entire clan, he didn't say much.

Seeing the fire outside getting bigger and bigger, Shen Yutang immediately gave the order:

"Everyone go to where the fire is smaller, go outside, I will stay here"

As soon as these words came out, several elders knelt down in pain: "No, Master, we will never abandon you!"

"Yes, I will never betray you."

Everyone knelt inside and outside the Butterfly Valley. Shen Yutang's eyes were slightly moist, but his face became darker. He shouted:

"I am the leader. You don't obey my orders? I want you to get out immediately."

After saying that, he slapped his palm and more than a dozen disciples were led out of the valley and out of the encirclement of the fire.

Everyone then supported each other and walked out with reluctance in their eyes.

Several elders and a group of demon sect disciples refused to leave no matter what. Shen Yutang looked at them and smiled coldly:

"In this critical moment, I am grateful for your loyalty and support, which is enough."

After saying that, he took up the sword in his hand and placed it across his neck. Elder Shi and the others were shocked when they saw this: "Master, what are you doing?"

"I say, get out."

Seeing that Shen Yutang's neck was cut by the sword and bleeding, several people had to kneel down in tears to worship Shen Yutang, and then walked out of Butterfly Valley.

Seeing that everyone had retreated, Shen Yutang coughed lightly a few times and jumped onto the stone wall.

The valley behind him was already ablaze with flames, the light dyeing half the sky red.

Shen Yutang watched as the members of the Demon Cult who were leaving the opposite side were all held at knifepoint by martial artists, and knew that his only chance of survival today was for him to die.

"Ji Wu, monks do not tell lies. Can you guarantee that I will die and let the Blood Demon Cult members go?"

Ji Wu raised his Buddha's hand, feeling somewhat reluctant, but in order to uphold the righteousness of the martial arts world, he promised:

"I promise that as long as Master Shen commits suicide to apologize, I will not allow anyone else to harm them today."

Feeling the faint warmth coming from the stone wall under his feet, Shen Yutang raised his head slightly under the gaze of everyone, his heart unusually calm.

With her eyes closed, she pictured the man's appearance in her mind, recalling every detail of their acquaintance, and a tear rolled down her cheeks.

Slowly she raised a beautiful smile: "Yufan, I can't wait for you to come to the appointment"

The long sword in his hand was raised, and the opposite side of the church suddenly roared in pain:

"The leader..."