At this moment, the Hei Shui Gate, Baihua Pavilion, Yuan Jishan and others all chased after him. Looking at Chu Yun lying on the ground, Luo Kang and Dao Yue'e with ugly faces, they were also stunned.

Chu Yun is dead?

How could he die like this? Who got the secret of Xiao Li flying knife?

Neither Luo Kang nor Dao Yue'e gave any more explanation, and led his men to chase the man in black just now.

Yuan Jishan and others watched them go away, and they couldn't help feeling bitter. They squatted down and looked at Chu Yun's body again, and then their faces changed slightly.

"What a cruel method! My heart is broken and I die. If I put my palm on, it will be hard for the gods to save me." Yuan Jishan murmured.

"Master Yuan, let's leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible. If someone sees us next to Chu Yun's body, he might suspect that we have obtained the secret book." One of the masters frowned and said.

Yuan Jishan was almost scared from this reminder. Once he was taken away by secret books, let alone the anger of the Qingcheng Sect, just the martial arts masters who appeared in this mountain would be enough to tear them to pieces, and there was no room for resistance.

At that moment, Yuan Jishan quickly stood up, not daring to stay at all, and fled directly with these ten people, leaving only Chu Yun's body on the ground.

Suddenly, Chu Yun's finger moved slightly, but the next second he returned to the dead silence.

At this moment, a group of people rushed from a distance, almost half a man and a woman, with a total of no less than fifty or sixty people.

The leaders suddenly became Master Li of the Poison Sect and the masked girl of the Wangqing Sect. The rest of the people were also masters of these two sects.

It can be said that more than half of this group of people can sweep the teams of Black Water Gate and Baihua Pavilion just now. As for Yuan Jishan's group of people, it is even less than enough to watch.

They are also lucky. If they leave late, then half a cup of tea, they may lose their lives.

Sect Master Li was the fastest, and he flashed his body and had already arrived at Chu Yun's corpse. He looked at his face, his face changed slightly, and said, "This is Chu Yun's little mist! But he is dead."

"Why is he dead?" The masked girl exclaimed, and as soon as she finished speaking, the person had already appeared next to Chu Yun's body.

The masked girl also squatted down and checked, saying, "The heart pulse is broken..."

For some reason, a trace of throbbing flashed deep in the masked girl's eyes, as if regretful and sad, but no one noticed it.

"This little miscellaneous thing is cheap!" The elder Gu Yu cursed.

"You can't forget it like this. Cut off your head and pay tribute to the dead souls of the Holy Sect!" Sect Master Li said fiercely.

When a master of the Poison Sect was about to step forward and take action, suddenly a few clear roars came from afar. As the sound fell, more than ten people stood in front of a person from the Demon Sect. These people seemed to have always existed, making people not feel abrupt at all.

"Amitabha! The deceased rest in peace, why should the donor be corrupted?" said one of the kind-eyed old monks. He had all his beards and hair, and he was at least in his seventies at first glance.

"Old Monk Chenxin? I didn't expect that half of your body had entered the soil to come to this muddy water," Sect Master Li's face changed slightly, and a trace of fear flashed deep in his eyes. This old monk was not someone else, but the first elder of the Luohan Hall in Shaolin Temple. It is said that he is only one step away from Chaoyuan Realm and is the 23rd strong man on the Heavenly List.

Of course, just one old monk Chenxin is not enough to make him afraid. The key is that besides the old monk Chenxin, there are a few special characters, and he is familiar with those people, none of whom is already with him.

The old monk Chenxin seemed not to hear the other party's sarcasm and said, "Shaolin is the leader of the martial arts world. Xiao Li's flying sword secret book will definitely cause a catastrophe. Therefore, the abbot asked me to come to Shu in order to prevent sentient beings from suffering less disasters. Now the donor of Chu has returned to the Pure Land. I hope Master Li will give me a slight face and let him be buried in peace!"

The face of Sect Master Li was unstable. If he agreed like this, wouldn’t he be weakened? But if he didn’t agree, with the old monk’s stubborn temper, he might have to fight. Although he might not be afraid of the other party, it is inevitable that he would be injured after a fierce battle. When his strength reaches their level, minor injuries naturally have nothing to do with it. Once he suffers serious internal injuries, it will not be able to recover in a day or two.

The masked girl suddenly spoke, "Sect Master Li, secret books are important, we should not be too involved here now."

Sect Master Li immediately took the opportunity to step down and snorted coldly, "Then I will give you a face to the old monk. The future is long. I will definitely go to Shaolin Temple to meet you. "

"I am waiting for the big carriage!" Old Monk Chen Xin bowed.

"Let's go!" Sect Master Li shouted softly and quickly left with the people from the Poison Sect.

An old man in white next to the old monk Chenxin asked, "Master Chenxin, these demonic kids have done many evil things. We should have taken them down just now. At the least, we have to kill a few to hit the arrogance of the people of the Demon Cult."

Old Monk Chen Xin sighed and said, "Amitabha, donor Zhou is not saying this. The other party is not weak. Although more than ten of us are masters, if we fight against him, casualties will inevitably be inevitable. As the little girl said just now, the most urgent task is to find the secret book of Xiao Li's flying sword. Now, if you haven't seen the secret book, you will fight to the death. It is really unwise."

The old man in white moved the corner of his mouth, as if he wanted to defend himself, but he could not find a reason.

Another elegant middle-aged man walked to Chu Yun's body, observed it carefully, and said, "Master Chenxin, Chu Yun was penetrated by his heart veins with his palm force. Although the other party had tried very hard to cover up his martial arts characteristics, it can be judged from the clues about the injuries that the person who took the action should be using the Seven Injury Fist, but he turned the fist into a palm, which is difficult for ordinary people to judge."

The old man in white glared at him and said, "Seven Injury Fist? This is the martial arts of the Kongtong Sect in the past. It was just a catastrophe that year. Kongtong Sect was destroyed, but this Seven Injury Fist was spread. Now there is only one person who practices Seven Injury Fist in the world, that is Bai Song, the old demon of Seven Injury. This man is powerful and has a strong murderous heart. His cultivation has reached the late stage of the Three Flower Realm. A few years ago, he slaughtered hundreds of people in Dongyu County, just because a child on the other side offended him in words, which is cruel. Later, I tracked him for nearly a year, but ended in vain. Unexpectedly, he appeared here. It seems that God has eyes."

While speaking, the old man in white was full of murderous intentions. Fortunately, the people around him were extremely powerful, otherwise it would be enough to scare people with that murderous intention.

"Amitabha! I didn't expect that after so many years, Donor Zhou still has this kind of jealousy of evil!" Old Monk Chen Xin called the Buddha's name, as if he was admiring, and as if he was admonishing.

The old man in white smiled and said, "I can't change it anymore. If I don't kill all the evil people in the world, I'm unwilling to accept it."

The old monk Chenxin shook his head with a wry smile, knowing that it would be useless to say more.

In fact, the old monk Chenxin also knew that the donor Zhou Gaoyang Zhou, who was known as the Sacred Heart Demon Sword in front of him, was involved in this matter. On the one hand, he naturally wanted to read the secret book of Xiao Li's flying sword, and on the other hand, he wanted to take the opportunity to kill a few more demons who were evil in the world.

Just now, when the people from the Poison Sect and the Wangqing Sect were still here, Zhou Gaoyang was concerned about Master Chen Xin's face and rushed forward without any side to attack. Otherwise, with his temperament, he would have been wielding his sword to face each other.

Old Monk Chenxin said: "It seems that the donor Chu should have been killed by the old demon of Qikilling, so the secret of Xiao Li flying sword should also be in his hands. In addition, according to the news that I just got, the Black Shuimen and Baihua Pavilion arrived here earlier than the people of the Demon Sect, and maybe they knew more information."

The elegant middle-aged man waved his right hand and an infinite energy was emitted. A round pit of more than one meter deep and two meters in diameter suddenly appeared on the ground. Then he exhaled his inner force in his palm, and Chu Yun's body flew out on its own and landed steadily in the round pit.

"Master Zhuang's internal strength has become more and more diligent." Zhou Gaoyang, the Holy Heart Demon Sword, said with a smile.

The person who can be called a master by the Holy Heart Demon Sword is naturally not an ordinary person. This elegant middle-aged man is Zhuang Qin, the great elder of the Medicine Valley of Danyi, a holy land of Wulin Danyi. Although he is only in his forties, he is actually a person of the same era as Zhou Gaoyang and Master Chenxin.

However, what Master Zhuang is proficient in martial arts is not martial arts, but alchemy techniques. In the art of alchemy, Zhuang Qin is definitely among the top ten in the world, and he deserves the reputation of the master.

"Brother Zhou is joking. How can this little trick be seen by Brother Zhou? It's just that I don't want Chu Yun to expose his body to the wilderness." Zhuang Qin said lightly, with compassion for the world in his eyes.

"Then I will erect a monument for this kid!" Zhou Gaoyang said, and then he wanted to see a tree and make a monument.

The old monk Chenxin immediately stopped him and said, "Don't do this by donor Zhou. Don't be like this. Donor Chu is the main figure in this storm. He buried him quietly here and can still be safe. If Donor Zhou, you build a monument, it will probably not be tomorrow and his body will be exposed again."

Zhou Gaoyang was able to see through it at a glance, and after a embarrassed smile, he gave up the idea of ​​erecting a monument.

"When things happen here, we will go back and explain the situation to the Qingcheng Sect, and let the Qingcheng Sect come and move the Chu Tuzhu's body to other places. It can be regarded as fulfilling our wishes." Old Monk Chenxin said.

"So good!" Zhou Gaoyang said.

Old Monk Chenxin left with a group of people, and they also had to look for the Seven Killing Old Demon. Not only to get the secret of Xiao Li's flying knife from him, but also to eliminate harm for the people.

At the same time, news about Chu Yun's death slowly spread to the surroundings. After hearing the news, the martial arts masters were stunned for a moment, but they were not surprised.

Perhaps in the eyes of many people, Chu Yun's death is almost inevitable. The other party is just a 18 or 19-year-old boy. Every man is guilty of being innocent and possessing a treasure. The secret of Li's flying knife is too precious and not something that anyone can touch.

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