The Great Demon Lord of Martial Arts

"Haha, I told you, you don't need to thank me. Senior Yin met me a few days ago and casually mentioned to you, asking me to take care of you. How dare I disobey!"

As he said this, Yu Mo showed a helpless expression.

It seems that Mr. Yin and this Xuanyin Sect disciple still have some connections. Maybe Mr. Yin and the Xuanyin Sect are inextricably linked.

It is not that the Xuanyin Sect came from the disintegration of the Heavenly Demon Sect in the past, and Mr. Yin is a member of the Heavenly Demon Sect, so it is not unusual for the two to have some connections.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for Yu Mo to come all the way to Dangyang City and save his life at the critical moment just because of Yin Lao's words.

Ji Chuan guessed wrong. Yu Mo didn't come here specifically to save him, but had other important matters to deal with.

But I happened to meet Ji Chuan in Yizui Pavilion, and Elder Yin mentioned it. I felt it was interesting, and wanted to see if Ji Chuan was really as outstanding as Senior Yin said, so I kept paying attention.

Therefore, everything Ji Chuan did was watched by Yu Mo, otherwise there would be no such good opportunity to appear at the critical moment.

In fact, it was Ji Chuan's style of acting that suited Mo's taste, otherwise Yin Yang would have been able to get past him with just a sentence of "never seen before".

No matter in terms of identity, status and strength, Ji Chuan and Yu Mo are worlds apart.

Ji Chuan understood and nodded: "Well, he will definitely go to thank Senior Yin in person one day."

Yu Mo waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "Don't worry, Senior Yin still lacks your words of thanks. When he needs you in the future, he will do whatever it takes to repay his kindness."

Ji Chuan nodded thoughtfully, indicating that he understood.

A group of four people came to an inn, and Yu Mo was there. Ji Chuan was not afraid of Qin Qing coming for the time being.

For others, they have to weigh whether the portion is enough. After eating and drinking, Yu Mo said: "Junior Brother Ji, you'd better leave Dangyang City as soon as possible.

I have important matters to attend to in a few days and will leave Dangyang City at that time. When the time comes when you are in danger, I won’t be able to take care of both.

I saw that Qin Qing was seriously injured and it would be difficult to recover in less than half a month.

There is nothing I can do to you at this time. I just want to take advantage of these few days to leave. After leaving the city, it is best to leave Qingzhou and stay away from Yunzhou. The danger will be much less. "

Hearing this, Ji Chuan lowered his head and began to think deeply. The Emei Sect is located in Yunzhou, which is the Emei base camp. Going there is no different than committing suicide.

Ji Chuan can't leave Qingzhou for the time being, but he still wants to leave Dangyang City first. For him, this place is life-threatening.

We have to find a way to return to Guangyang and find Chen Wei to get some benefits.

After all, he destroyed the Lin family alone, which was regarded as completing the Jinyiwei assessment task, so there was no reason not to reward him.

Thinking of this, Ji Chuan nodded and said: "What Senior Brother Yu said is absolutely true. We will leave Dangyang City in three days. It just so happens that Senior Brother has been here to shock us in the past few days, so there is no danger."

Yu Mo pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "Yeah, that's fine."

Immediately, a few people settled in the inn, and Ji Chuan took Lin Zhengyang back to the room.

Mu Jue followed closely behind. He knew what Ji Chuan's purpose was in keeping Lin Zhengyang. He did not reject it, but felt happy about it.

Involuntarily, Mu Jue showed a ferocious smile.

This is the smile that has been finally released after twenty years of accumulated hatred.

Ji Chuan closed the door tightly, looked at Mu Jue and said, "I'll leave it to you Lin Zhengyang. How to choose depends on your senior brother. It doesn't matter if you don't learn the Eight Styles of the Jue Sword. It's just a prefecture-level skill. It's really not worth mentioning."

Mu Jue stared at Lin Zhengyang with a frightened face and sneered: "Learn! Why don't you learn! You must learn even for my mother. My mother finally told me about this and wanted me to learn. I must learn. Fuck my mother." Cast it once in front of the tomb."

Ji Chuan nodded, then opened the door and left. As for Mu Jue's choice, he would not comment too much.

inside the room.

Mu Jue looked at Lin Zhengyang and said coldly: "I didn't expect you would be like this, haha..."

A hoarse, bloodthirsty laughter echoed in the empty room, strange and eerie.

"You can't do this. Aren't you afraid of being punished by God?" Lin Zhengyang's face was full of panic, even more frightening than having his Dantian destroyed.

This is a psychological fear that is far more unforgettable and painful than physical pain.

"God's punishment? If you didn't kill me that day, didn't you also have this intention? You think I don't know why you can speak so high-sounding, ah!"

Mu Jue shouted coldly, and at the end of his words, he suddenly pulled out the knife as black as ink, and inserted it into Lin Zhengyang's thigh with a flicker of the blade.

"ah!"

Lin Zhengyang suddenly screamed, blood gurgling down his thigh, and heartbreaking pain, constantly attacking Lin Zhengyang's pain nerves.

"Fei'er, kill me, quickly!"

Lin Zhengyang, who had lost his Dantian, looked vulnerable in front of this pain. This was worse than killing him, so he begged.

Mu Jue ignored it and silently took out the blade and put it back into the sheath, not wanting to waste time.

Mu Jue recalled the eight exercises of the Jue Sword in his mind. After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes. His purple-red eyes looked extremely strange.

Suddenly, Mu Jue took out a short blade and walked slowly towards Lin Zhengyang...

Lin Zhengyang closed his eyes that were filled with fear...

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Mu Jue walked out of the room, exuding the aura of keeping strangers away from him. He seemed even more indifferent, cold to the bone.

At a glance, it looks like a bloodthirsty magic knife, peering at all enemies, making it intimidating.

Yu Mo glanced at him in surprise and murmured in his heart. He didn't pay much attention to this person before. Unexpectedly, after not seeing him for a few days, he felt like he was a different person, and his strength had become much stronger.

"Senior Brother Yu, thank you for taking care of me these days." Ji Chuan cupped his fists and saluted, thanking him.

Yu Mo smiled and said: "It's okay, you should be careful, Emei will definitely cause trouble for you in the future, and your life will be difficult in the future.

But there is no need to be timid, even if I die, my demon sect is not afraid of anyone. "

Ji Chuan disagreed. He would not be so stupid as to risk his own life to prove that he was a member of the Demon Sect. Of course, he would not speak out what was on his mind.

Later, Ji Chuan carried a brocade box, said goodbye to Yu Mo, and secretly left Dangyang County.

Of course, there is Mu Jue among his colleagues.

In three days, the Emei disciple Qin Qing's injuries should not have recovered, so Ji Chuan still had time to leave her sight.

Now that he is surrounded by enemies on all sides, it would be a good idea to join the Jin Yiwei and rely on the imperial court. After all, in front of the imperial court, no big sect dares to act arbitrarily.

After coming to this world for a long time, Ji Chuan gradually understood that the Qin Empire was the largest sect, and it was more similar to the Demon Sect.

The sharp-edged imperial guards in Emperor Qin's hands frequently slaughtered sects, destroyed families, destroyed families, and were nothing if not demons.

However, it is hard to say whether this sharp blade is still obedient or not.

The two neighboring counties were extremely far apart. Ji Chuan did not dare to delay at all along the way and rushed towards Guangyang City.