Many demon clans fled one by one, but the cultivators on the mountainside here in the human race were not vegetarians. Which one was not cruel? So, while many demon clans escaped, basically each of them was left with a mark by the opponent. Some were directly slapped in their heads, some were chopped on their legs, and some were cut off a piece of natal scale.

In the air, the map of mountains, rivers and the country turned into a blue light and flew into Wei Huarou's long sleeves. She floated down and took out a pill from her arms and fed it into Yu Wanning's mouth. She smiled and said, "Fortunately, she is a martial artist in the eleventh realm. Her body is strong enough. My pill can protect my heart meridians, and this life can be considered to be preserved."

"ah?!"

Lin Zhao was very surprised and also looked at Yu Wanning's face slowly turning blood. So he handed Yu Wanning to Su Qingjiu's arms, turned around and clasped his fists at Wei Huarou, and said in a deep voice: "Thank you, Master Wei, for helping you!"

Long Dongjun, Xie Yiying, Xiao Muhan and others also clasped their fists together: "Thank you, Master Wei!"

"You don't have to be polite."

Wei Huarou nodded with a smile.

Lin Zhao glanced at Wei Huarou, then looked at Xu Shuo who was sitting on the water not far away, and said, "Xu Jianxian..."

Wei Huarou came and stood in front of Xu Shuo with Lin Zhao. She looked at Xu Shuo's injuries and said, "The main problem of Xu Jianxian is that his injury is that he is in a state of decline, and his injuries are just average. There is no need to waste my life-saving elixir."

"That's good!"

Lin Zhao nodded and chuckled. There were few people here, so he asked, "Cun'er, are you okay?"

"fine!"

Wei Huarou smiled slightly, and liked Lin Zhao's character more and more. In front of everyone, he still respected himself as Master Wei, and only called him Cun'er in private. This is the legendary wise and knowing how to advance and retreat. Otherwise, blindly getting close may seem overwhelming, and the final result may be bad.

"Baizhi."

Lin Zhao turned around and looked at his most capable subordinate, then looked at Wei Huarou: "Cun'er, Wu Zhi's injury."

"fine."

Wei Huarou poured out a light green pill and said, "Prepare her, it can heal her injuries and stabilize her realm. Her mid-sfined objects have been broken a lot, and the realm is a little unstable. Then I will remedy it slowly."

"Um."

Lin Zhao hurried forward and asked Wu Zhi to take the pill. Only then did his heart finally feel relieved.

"What else?"

Su Yuejiuheng hugged Yu Wanning, looked down at the bottom of the water, and said, "Brother Lin Zhao, how to deal with Gu Yanshu?"

"Stop it with one sword."

Huang Tingyu frowned: "It is useless to keep such beasts too much!"

"right."

Long Dongjun looked down at the bottom of the lake and said, "Lin Zhao, don't be tempted to love talents. Gu Yanshu's murder was too serious. Even if he was the owner of Xunlu Jian, you don't have to be tolerant of him."

"I know."

Lin Zhao clasped his fists at everyone and said, "Gu Yanshu has been cut into a sword cultivation by my sword. I want to protect his life first, mainly for my own little selfishness. In Gu Yanshu, I want to break the root of good and evil in human nature. This may be beneficial to my breakthrough. Don't worry, any chance of Gu Yanshu will be counted on me, Lin Zhao."

"That's good."

Xie Yiying smiled and nodded: "I'm going south and back to Furong Prefecture soon. Do you have anything to say to Mengjun?"

"have."

Lin Zhao said in a deep voice: "Let Mengjun practice swords well. In the future, she may have to take the lead in the swordsmanship of Furong Prefecture. Let her never slacken. She will strive to become the first thirteenth level sword cultivator in Furong Prefecture in the future. "

"OK."

Xie Yiying narrowed her eyes and smiled: "This sentence must be brought to you. Everyone, Master Wei, Xie Yiying will return to Furongzhou first. At home... there are still a group of disciples waiting for my master to go home~~~"

Wei Huarou nodded with a smile, and then Xie Yiying turned into a sword light and left. Then Long Dongjun also said goodbye to everyone one by one and left with the wind.

...

Lin Zhao looked down at the bottom of the lake, raised his hand gently, and the flying sword suddenly split the blue waves and rolled up Gu Yanshu from the bottom of the lake. At this time, Gu Yanshu had fallen to the first level of sword cultivator. Anyone present could easily kill him, but the fierce light in Gu Yanshu's eyes seemed to have not diminished at all. Lin Zhao pulled the clothes on his back in his hand, struggling hard, his eyes were filled with viciousness: "Why, don't want to kill me? Want to keep me Gu Yanshu's life? Lin Baiyi, I advise you, you think too much of yourself, don't end up playing with fire and burning."

At this time, the Xunlu Sword was already in the sword sheath. With Gu Yanshu's current cultivation level, it was impossible to pull out the Xunlu Sword.

"Um?"

Lin Zhao looked at Gu Yanshu with some confusion, raised his palm and hung Gu Yanshu in the air. Then he was fist-inspired. A "pan" punch fell on Gu Yanshu's face, knocking him out of the lake for dozens of meters. Then he closed the water surface and stepped on Gu Yanshu's chest with a fierce kick, making Gu Yanshu vomit blood, then raised his toes and hooked his body, and kicked Gu Yanshu into the water surface and rolled down to Huang Tingyu's feet, and was stepped on by Huang Tingyu's face.

"Just just step on this dog's head." Huang Tingyu said.

"never mind."

Lin Zhao raised his hand gently, and the flying sword hovered in front of Gu Yanshu. Lin Zhao looked at his embarrassed look and sneered: "You are not to be jealous of death. My idea has never changed, but I still want to save your life and see what you, Gu Yanshu, are."

"you!"

Gu Yanshu was about to bare his teeth, but Lin Zhao immediately slapped him hard on his face, and he immediately made him swallow a swear word. At this moment, Gu Yanshu really understood. What is Lin Baiyi, the snowy Tianchi, and the saint of the world, are actually a cruel person. After all, Lin Baiyi has the status of a military rank. In front of such a person... he just wants to suffer for himself, and there is no need to.

So, Gu Yanshu began to remain silent.

...

At the source of the east side of Xijian River, there is a snow-capped mountain range.

The source terrain is too high, and there are many water transports for melting snow. Therefore, although the sea is in the east, the Xijian River does not flow into the sea in the east, but flows westward, forming a pattern of the human race's water entering the ghost world.

At this time, a group of monsters in the upper five realms returned to the world of the demon clan.

However, just as everyone was returning home, a water curtain suddenly appeared in the air, so that a group of demon clans in front of them all hit the water curtain, with their noses and swollen faces. At the source of the sword, the Dharma body of a Goddess of Jiang, wearing a golden armored cloak, slowly stood up and stood majestic between the heaven and earth. It was Lin Xingchu. With the swing of the long sword, the two demon clans of the eleventh realm were already different from each other.

"laugh!"

In the air, a bright light fell, and the sword energy was so majestic that it was terrifying that it was not someone else, but Lin Wanhua, where the Fusu Great Wall was.

In another direction, a sword light swept across, turning the body of a demon clan's eleventh level into a blood mist. The man was wearing a gray-white Confucian shirt and was a Confucian sword immortal of the thirteenth level, Jingchu.

In fact, Lin Wanhua, Lin Xingchu, and Jingchu set up an ambush on the return journey of the demon clan, which is also one of the plans of Confucian Wenlin. There is no reason why your demon clan rages through the human race, killing Ning Haoshou, the Lord of Dongyue Mountain, but in the end he can escape unscathed. Is there such a good thing in the world? Lin Wanhua, Lin Xingchu, and Jingchu were indeed restrained by millions of troops from the demon clan and Nishang world in the Northern Region, but they were at the extreme of the snow ridge, so it was natural to set an ambush at such a short distance.

"Damn it!"

Yu Yan's pretty face was extremely distorted and said, "Run over with all your strength, don't be entangled with them!"

Naturally, it is impossible to entangle. This place still belongs to the Xijian River. Lin Xingchu is equivalent to a fourteenth realm in the Xijian River. Moreover, this place is not far from the Fusu Great Wall, so Lin Wanhua's combat power is slightly better than the Thirteenth realm. As for Jingchu, even if this Thirteenth realm sword cultivator is not as strong as Lin Wanhua, he will not be too weak. If he really wants to fight hard, when Wei Huarou and Su Qingjiu come to help, the demon clan may suffer a great loss.

The next moment, the mines blew, and a group of big monsters violently attacked Lin Xingchu's mountains and river ban.

Even Yu Ren, Ning Yuansheng, Nan Qingfeng and others crushed a natal object and exchanged for a way of life for cultivation.

For a moment, the sword lights rose everywhere, and Lin Wanhua drew his sword without mercy. With one sword, she broke the sword of Fan Ling, the twelve-level sword cultivator, into two pieces. When Fan Ling opened her mouth wide and dumbfounded, Lin Wanhua fell straight, and suddenly, Fan Ling, the twelve-level sword cultivator, turned into a bloody rain. She was obviously very strong, but it was not the same thing.

Jing Chu slashed Fu Sheng's calves with a fierce sword. Fu Sheng roared and fled for his life, turning into a deer demon running between heaven and earth, with bleeding from his legs. Lin Xingchu swept his sword over and left a sword wound on Nan Qingfeng's abdomen. By the time a group of big monsters passed through the Sword River, many corpses were left behind. There were three corpses in the Twelve Realm alone, and seven or eight corpses in the Eleven Realm, which was extremely tragic.

"Okay, I'll stop when I see it."

Jing Chu pondered.

"Um."

Lin Wanhua said: "Miss Lin Xingchu, Lord Jingchu, you guard this place, I will go south."

"ah?"

Jing Chu was slightly stunned: "You...you want to go south privately?"

"Um?"

Lin Wanhua raised her eyebrows: "When will I, Lin Wanhua, go south and when will I go north? Is your turn to manage the Confucian Wenlin?"

Jing Chu had a headache, while Lin Xingchu smiled slightly: "Don't die. The demon clan has caused my Xiao Zhao to lose so many friends. You, Lin Wanhua, made a sword in Shuzhou, even if it was on Xiao Zhao's head."

"Um!"

The next moment, Lin Wanhua turned into a sword light and headed straight south.

The old men of Confucian Wenlin have good tempers, which is their business, but I, Lin Wanhua, have a young personality and love to hold grudges, and will not miss any chance to settle accounts after the autumn!

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Chapter completed!