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After Yun Suchuan finished speaking, there was a flash of light on the bloody characters, which sank into the Five Elements Seal. He felt a little relieved, and then he heard someone shout: "Brother Xiaochuan!"

Yun Suchuan turned around and saw that it was Jiang Zhuo's group of young juniors running up the mountain in a hurry.

No wonder they came late, but after the accident, many energetic young disciples were sent to the periphery to guard and inspect. After so many things happened in a mess, no one remembered to notify them, so that the guards of the mountain When the formation was activated, they felt something was wrong, so they ran back by themselves.

When they went up the mountain to inquire, they were taken aback. Fortunately, most of the younger disciples knew Yun Suchuan, and they immediately seemed to have a backbone after seeing him.

"Brother Xiaochuan, what are you all doing now?"

"Where's Senior Brother Jiang? Senior Brother Jiang isn't here, is he okay?"

Yun Suchuan said: "Stop making noise, my ears hurt from shouting. Your senior brother is doing well, and you will be back in a while."

After he finished speaking, he commanded unceremoniously: "Come and help me maintain this magic circle. As long as the magic circle protecting the mountain is not broken and the spiritual energy on the mountain is endless, He Ji can no longer rely on absorbing other people's souls to increase his strength, and he can also Take the pressure off your senior brother."

His gaze was like lightning, scanning everyone present. Although he did not belong to the Linghua School, there was a certain firmness and reliability in his expression and demeanor: "Please hold on."

The surroundings were quiet for a while, and then Bu Heqing, who was being supported by two juniors, coughed twice, and said, "Young Master Yun is right. I once activated the mountain protection circle with my predecessor, and I am quite familiar with it. Let me rely on the old and sell the old, and assign everyone their own tasks."

He is indeed the oldest and the one with the highest seniority. Apart from the selfishness of fighting for fame and fortune at the beginning, now that Bu Heqing once again stood up to be the leader, no one expressed any objection. Yun Suchuan said: "Master Bu Uncle, please."

Bu Heqing went to make arrangements, and Yun Suchuan didn't care about these trivial matters anymore. He walked a few steps with his hands behind his back, silently looking at the direction Jiang Zhuo left, and could feel the faint pressure coming from the magic circle.

"Brother Xiaochuan." Someone asked cautiously behind him, "I heard that the person who wants to destroy the Linghua Sect is head He... Do you think we can win this time?"

Yun Suchuan didn't even turn his head, but his voice was clear and powerful: "Yes. You just need to defend the battle honestly and leave this little life to wait for your senior brother to come back."

Although he didn't know what he was going to rely on to guarantee it, but these words were unreasonably reassuring. The disciple was really happy, answered "Yes" briskly, and returned to his seat.

The magic circle is made up of the power of all the people present. Everyone waited quietly for a while, and they could vaguely feel that something that was suppressed was constantly shaking, and it was about to come out. They knew that Jiang Zhuo must have met He Ji, and the two sides I'm doing it.

Everyone was anxious, but Yun Suchuan had been standing silently in front of the Five Elements Seal, calm as ever, which made the others barely suppress the burning emotions that seemed to be burning in their hearts no matter what they thought.

But what they didn't know was that Yun Suchuan didn't concentrate all his mind on this - he finally understood why that bastard He Ji generously sent his soul fire back to him.

The feeling of transforming from Mandrill back into a human body is indescribable, as if the muscles and bones of the whole body are being stripped and reorganized inch by inch, the blood repeatedly flushes through the meridians, and the heart beats unaccustomedly in the chest cavity.But none of that is the point.

The point is that Yunsuchuan's soul fire itself has been contaminated with countless grievances. If it is retrieved through normal steps, it must be refined and purified before it can be used again.

Now Yun Suchuan had to suppress these imminent negative emotions, but he could still feel that there were countless different voices shouting wildly in his mind, which made him extremely irritable.

At this moment, someone said loudly: "What... what is hitting the magic circle?"

Yun Suchuan raised his head suddenly, and saw a large number of black shadows from the outside rushing up, hitting the magic circle, full of resentment, soaring into the sky, even within the enchantment, people can feel it.

How could there be such a big resentment all of a sudden, what happened to Jiang Zhuo, what happened? !

Jiang Zhuo was Yun Suchuan's Achilles' heel, and his heart was suddenly seized.What's more, with the attack of these ghosts, he felt that the resentment in his body that He Ji used the soul fire to forcibly enter was also constantly rolling, tempting him to destroy the magic circle, and to fight with these external forces. Enemies merged into one.

Yun Suchuan knew something was wrong, so he quickly recited the mantra of clearing his heart silently to stabilize his mind. At the same time, he formed a seal with his hands and shouted: "The talisman of the spirit treasure will tell the nine heavens. There is destiny in the sky, and the way of interpretation is magnificent!"

As the command was issued, a radiance burst from the surroundings, and the magic circle produced a rebound force, pushing the ghosts back a little.

Yun Suchuan watched this scene, but couldn't help frowning, because the distance the ghost was forced to retreat was too short compared to what he predicted, which showed that the power of the magic circle was being gradually suppressed.

And he couldn't tell if it was because he now had mixed resentment from the soul fire in his heart, impure mana, or something wrong with Jiang Zhuo.

But there is no doubt that whichever situation they encounter, for them, it is very bad.

He didn't take any further actions for a while, and the ghosts on the periphery neither left nor continued to attack. Both sides seemed to be watching, waiting for the opponent's possible measures.

After a while, a voice suddenly came from the periphery, and said lightly, "Yunsuchuan?"

Although Yun Suchuan's expression was not as smiling as in the past, it was still quite peaceful. He didn't react until he heard these three words, his heart skipped a beat, and there was a murderous look between his brows Passing by, he said coldly: "You're courting death!"

That voice was almost exactly the same as Jiang Zhuo's, but if you listen carefully to the tone, there are always subtle differences.

Yun Suchuan would not mistake other people for Jiang Zhuo because of confusion, but obviously, the other party did this to disgust him.

Among the dark ghosts, it is not clear which thing is making the sound.Hearing Yun Suchuan's words, the voice laughed and said, "I want to seek death, but do you have the ability to deal with me now? Yun Suchuan, besides relying on those treasures, what else can you get?" Let’s take a look at the moves you have taken out?”

This is a bit strange. The young Yunsuchuan became famous, and his skills and spells are all really outstanding. Regarding this point, many people present have witnessed it long ago.But listening to the other party, it seemed that Yun Suchuan had no power to fight back.

Sensing the surprised gazes of others, Yun Suchuan's face remained calm, and he had already thought of all kinds of vicious words and phrases in his heart, scolding He Ji who was not here a thousand times.

Because of the soul fire that that old bastard He Ji forcibly pushed back, Yun Suchuan lost the power to be a mandrill at this moment, and at the same time because of the resentment in his heart, he couldn't really restore his flesh and blood.

If you give him a year or so, this problem is not impossible to solve, but the situation is critical now, so why delay?

Seeing that he didn't speak, the other party said to the others: "Your Linghua Sect is also a famous sect, so you just listen to such an unreliable outsider's command? I advise everyone to keep your eyes open and see clearly what is happening now. The situation! We originally only wanted to break the formation and not kill people, but if you persist to the end, when the formation is broken, all the defenders will have to die."

His words seemed to carry infinite bewitching power, and Yun Suchuan's delay in moving seemed to explain all of this. When the people in the formation felt the pressure from the formation, they couldn't help but be moved.

Even Bu Heqing couldn't help asking: "Young Director Yun, what is your current state..."

He is already old, and he didn't compromise with He Ji just now, so naturally he doesn't plan to escape at this time, but everyone defends together, at least he has to know the situation in Yunsuchuan.

Yun Suchuan said flatly: "What he said is correct."

His tone was still as calm and natural as before, as if what he admitted was a simple matter, and there was an uproar around him.

"I'm not in good condition now, my skill is greatly reduced, and I can't exert my full strength."

Yun Suchuan didn't deny it. Although he never thought there was anything wrong with cheating, other people had already become suspicious at this time. It was impossible to hide his state.

"But even so, I am sure to use all my life skills and everything I have in my life to guard this magic circle."

Yun Suchuan stared at the black shadow outside, changed the subject, and said heavily: "So, please cooperate with all your strength. One thought becomes a demon, and one thought becomes a Buddha. At this time, whoever still has the heart to rebel and escape , it is no different from that outside, it is my enemy of Yunsuchuan!"

He said these few words, and those who listened were naturally moved, but for those who were already mentally unstable, it was of no use at all—how much money could his guarantee from Yun Suchuan be worth? life?

At this time, some people couldn't hold back anymore, and while Bu Heqing was talking to Yun Suchuan, they quickly ran out of the circle.

Yun Suchuan caught a glimpse of this scene from the corner of his eye, and his eyes sharpened.

Bu Heqing followed Yun Suchuan's eyes, was shocked when he saw this scene, and quickly said: "Stop him quickly..."

The other disciples didn't react, and only two of them rushed up after hearing his words, but Yun Suchuan had already drawn his sword suddenly before reaching that person!

The long sword slashed across the sky like a rainbow, piercing the disciple's body from behind, followed by Yun Suchuan's hand, and with a stir, he actually cut a gap in his waist from the waist.Blood spattered, staining the faces of the two disciples who were going to stop them.

The surroundings were quiet, and even the ghost outside did not speak for a while.

This is not a murderer suspect, let alone a ghost, it is a living human life!

Although they have the right to deal with their disciples within the Feng Shui circle, and it is not illegal to do so, but no one thought that Yun Suchuan would be ruthless in raising his hands, saying that his actions were unequivocal—without any Warning for the second time.

Facing everyone's astonishment, Yun Suchuan's brows and eyes were full of undisguised murderous intent, and he said coldly: "I've said it before, if you go, you are the enemy. I never show mercy to the enemy."

On the other side of the Linghua Sect, there were a few people who were also ready to move, but this time they were so frightened that they huddled obediently in the crowd, and no one dared to say another word.

The rest of the people didn't speak for a moment. On the one hand, Yun Suchuan, as an outsider, killed their disciples, but on the other hand, if he hadn't acted just now, the ghost outside the magic circle might take advantage of it. When the magic weapon is destroyed, everything will be over.

Seeing their different expressions when looking back, Yun Suchuan couldn't help but sneered, and said: "Just now so many 'knowledgeable' heroes have defected to He Ji, and after that even their souls have been used as nourishment by others, you have to be naive Do you believe the words of these monsters? If they don’t come, it’s better for me to act first.”

With his forceful suppression, some people finally couldn't bear it anymore and mingled in the crowd and shouted: "Yun Suchuan, you are so inhuman! Everyone has their own ambitions, you can't even leave us a way out!"

"Life?"

Yun Suchuan laughed, "The only way for you to survive is that Jiang Zhuo can defeat He Ji. If Linghua Mountain is protected, everyone will be safe. So I implore everyone, for the sake of your little lives, do your best to fight for He Ji. He guards the rear."

He is not capable enough now, but with this method, he has stabilized the fluctuating hearts of the Linghua Sect.The ghost was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed, and said with emotion:

"Yun Suchuan, you are amazing! Sure enough, you are indifferent by nature, cruel and selfish, otherwise He Ji would not use your soul fire to refine the resentment in us. Such is your nature, why bother to suppress it? What do people have? Well, why don't you come and join us!"

Yun Suchuan sneered and said: "My family is rich and powerful, and I am a man of noble birth, join you, and be a bunch of black maggots who don't even have a face?"

His words were really vicious, and he yelled in anger, almost jumped up violently, and launched an attack.

Feeling the violent impact from outside, Yun Suchuan couldn't help but sighed, and said to himself: "Amitabha, the Tathagata is here, the disciple seems to be owed again."

On the surface, he is relaxed, but he actually understands that life and death are at stake, but Yun Suchuan is not sure about his own abilities.

He clenched his fist secretly, the diamond ring on his hand hurt his phalanx, it seemed to give people infinite strength, he raised his sword to meet him, and held the formation firmly.

While they were struggling to suppress their grievances, the battle between Jiang Zhuo and He Ji had reached a stalemate.

Yun Suchuan's guess was correct. The reason why there were suddenly ghosts and grievances on the side of the formation was because He Ji's power had further strengthened.

With his hands behind his back, he raised his eyebrows, looked at Jiang Zhuo who was half-kneeling with blood on his face, and asked, "Are you convinced?"

When these words were asked, the ghosts had just arrived in front of the magic circle, Yun Suchuan's kung fu was stagnant, and Jiang Zhuo and He Ji fought each other for three hours.

These three hours are not too long for a well-trained person, but it is different if the opponent is He Ji.

The edge of his sword is as fast as lightning, and it can almost turn into phantoms that are difficult to distinguish between reality and reality, but the strength of each move is extremely powerful, as if carrying tens of thousands of grievances together.

Three hours was longer than three years, even Jiang Zhuo couldn't help but feel sore all over his body at this moment, his limbs were numb at all, as if they didn't grow on his body.

The reason why the two temporarily stopped the truce was not because the winner was already divided, but because the swords in their hands were broken even though they were still able to resist.

He Ji's one was casually thrown on the ground, while Jiang Zhuo's was still leaning on it, supporting his crumbling body.

The roots of his teeth were bleeding out from the bite. Hearing the other party's question, he turned his head and spat blood on the ground, saying: "I don't accept it."

He Ji laughed, shook his head and sighed helplessly, "You child."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly slapped!

He Ji's whispers even seemed to contain a trace of helpless love, but he did it unambiguously. Before the palm came over, Jiang Zhuo already felt the wind blowing up, and his face was scraped like a knife!

He moved his feet, subconsciously trying to get out of the way.

But at this moment, Jiang Zhuo suddenly saw He Ji looking behind him, with a strange smile on his lips.

With a thought, he turned his body slightly, looked back from the corner of his eyes, and suddenly found that the two of them had unknowingly retreated to the high ground near the magic circle when they were fighting. If He Ji's palm couldn't stop, Those who suffered directly were Yun Suchuan and the Linghua Sect.

There is no way out, no choice, at such a time, Jiang Zhuo can only secretly say "Fight", gritted his teeth, and accepted the move.

At that moment, he only felt as if Mount Tai was pressing down on the top, the river burst its embankment, and the half long sword in the other hand flashed white light, and then crashed into pieces, and performed the last task of protecting the lord.

Thanks to it blocking this blow, Jiang Zhuo managed to hold on, but he also heard a "click" clearly, and there was a sharp pain in his right arm, which was a broken arm.

Jiang Zhuo staggered back a few steps, held onto a big tree beside him with his left hand, managed to stand still, coughed twice, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He just confronted He Ji with the sword. Although he was not fatally injured, his body was already covered with blood. The most severe scar even ran across his neck. broken.

Now it's just more injuries, more miseries.

He Ji stared at him condensedly, and then slowly withdrew the palm he pushed out.

If he pursues the victory now and strikes again, Jiang Zhuo may not be able to hold on. The last hope of the Jiang family will be ruined today on the Linghua Mountain that has been passed down for hundreds of years.

But He Ji didn't do this, not because he suddenly found out that he was merciful, but because Jiang Zhuo's counterattack also put a lot of pressure on He Ji, making him so angry that he couldn't continue.

This feeling again, this disgusting feeling of powerlessness, even for a second, is an unbearable sin!

And Jiang Zhuo in front of him, although his body was covered in blood and he was out of breath, but he has 30 years less skill than He Ji, and he has reached the present level.

It's nice to be young.

The last bit of warmth left in his heart was thrown away without hesitation, and the resentment around him suddenly increased. He Ji concentrated his energy, waited until his inner breath stabilized a little, and without hesitation, he slapped it out again.

This blow was very straightforward, and he didn't intend to give Jiang Zhuo any more time to dodge. Jiang Zhuo was almost beaten and flew backwards, landed on his back, and fell heavily on the ground.

This time he didn't have time to resist, vomited blood, and couldn't get up for a long time.

But at the same time, a golden light flashed from Jiang Zhuo's wrist, reflecting it towards He Ji.

He Ji raised his hand to parry, and he also took two steps back, only to feel numb in half of his body.But instead of being annoyed by it, he had a subtle smile on his lips.

This is the most solid palm Jiang Zhuo received, and the muscles and meridians all over his body are painful like needles, and his temples are throbbing, almost making people want to scream out loud.

In front of He Ji, Jiang Zhuo absolutely could not show weakness, he swallowed all the pain in his throat, struggling to sit up.

Even this movement seemed extremely difficult, and the things in front of him were covered with a layer of blood, probably because the seven orifices were congested with blood, so they couldn't see the surroundings clearly for a while.

During the movement, something slipped down from his hand, Jiang Zhuo touched it, and held it in his palm, the tentacles were warm.

He froze for a moment, then thought that this was the longevity lock that his grandfather had put on him since he was a child.