After listening to it, Liu Zhengfeng pondered for a moment, "The Five Mountains Sword Sects are in harmony and sent someone to assist the nephew Changle."

"Yes, master." Yang Fan nodded excitedly. This is what a real man does.

"Wait!" Lu Lianrong came out to stop him, "Senior Brother Liu, I think since Senior Brother Changle has not suffered any injuries, then there is no need to help him. Although our Hengshan Sect is not afraid of the Demon Sect, there is no need to make a grudge with the Demon Sect because of a Huashan disciple."

Lu Lianrong, who spoke, has the nickname of Golden Eye Eagle in the martial arts world. But he is talkative and annoying, and people in the martial arts world call him the Golden Eye Crow behind him.

"I am a member of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, how can I stand by and watch? How can I see people in the martial arts world like this?" Liu Zhengfeng said with a frown.

"But Senior Brother Liu is about to wash his hands. In the future, if the senior brother does not come back, I will take charge of the Hengshan Sect," Lu Lianrong said with a smile, "Senior Brother, leave a peaceful Hengshan Sect for Junior Brother."

Liu Zhengfeng originally planned to deal with him, but when he thought that he would indeed quit the world in the future, he was suddenly a little excited.

"From now on, you must do your own thing. Don't let down the reputation of Hengshan Sect." After saying that, Liu Zhengfeng let his disciples go down.

Seeing the master's decision, Yang Fan had to sigh and turn and leave.

After hearing the news about Changle, Li Manyun from Lijiazhuang hugged Yu Zhengyun's coffin and cried loudly.

"Old brother, someone has avenged you."

The incident of Changle avenging the old hero Yu spread throughout Hunan Province in one day, and Tong Baixiong, who had already left with Sun Hao, also heard the news.

A tavern is full of people from the martial arts world, and one of the men shouted loudly, "The family of Yu's old hero was harmed by the Demon Cult. In order to avenge Yu's old hero, the young hero of Changle in Huashan has already set two demon cult branches. We will do nothing like this. How can we let the martial arts fellows look at our Hunan martial arts world in the future?"

"Let's go! Although my skills are average, it's worth blocking his sword for Young Master Changle." A man dressed in a Taoist priest shouted.

So the entire Hengyang martial arts world also began to take action.

At this time, Changle walked into the last Demon Cult branch in Hengyang City.

When a young man in his fifteen or sixteen saw Changle, he immediately shouted, "The person who broke into the rudder is here!"

After he finished shouting, he raised a handful of lime from his arms.

Changle had his palms with one hand, and the lime flew to the boy's face. He covered his eyes in pain and wailed.

"I'm looking for Sun Hao!" Changle said this only with his embroidered cloth covering it. His white robe, which was originally better than Xue, was now so red.

"Brother Sun has left, you can die here." After the boy covered his eyes and said, all the ambushed archers came out.

The arrows are poisoned, and blood can be sealed when touched.

"It seems you've participated, too." Changle breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Yes, I'm all there that night!" After the branch leader finished speaking, he waved his hand and flew arrows.

Changle's grandmaster-level Huashan Light Technique has never had a chance to use, and now it is finally possible.

Before those arrows flew over, he had already flew out.

The sword light flashed, and there seemed to be a ray of light around it.

The arms of the archers left their bodies, and their wounds were neat and smooth.

"Everyone come with me!" The person who spoke was the leader of the branch. He was Tong Baixiong's confidant. He took his people with Sun Hao that night.

Changle's sword can make a person lose his combat power, but this time he did not kill anyone.

The members of the Demon Sect were actually scared by Changle's sword, and they just swear to resist to the death for their lives.

But their resistance was just a waste of time for Changle.

In less than half an hour, everyone was lying on the ground and wailing. Changle walked to the branch leader, looked at him and asked, "Does Brother Yu have a wish before his death?"

"He just wailed and asked us to kill him without touching his family! But it was not that easy. His daughter-in-law was threatened by us with babies, hahaha... let us play with it, and the child in the end..."

"Have you ever eaten mutton hotpot?" Changle suddenly interrupted him and asked. "I think I must have never eaten it."

Changle's sword began to fly, the branch leader's hand fell to the ground first, and then the flesh on his arm fell to the ground one by one, as thin as a cicada's wings.

The branch leader wailed and cursed at first, but in the end he only wanted to die quickly, but Changle just set out his sword with a expressionless face.

Seeing that he couldn't stand fainting, he stopped bleeding and then drew his sword.

Suddenly, someone flew from outside to block Changle's sword, "Changle, it's OK!"

Seeing the appearance of the visitor clearly, Changle was not surprised. He just smiled and said firmly, "Uncle Feng, I can't calm down if I don't come out of this sword."

The person who came was Feng Qingyang. After parting from the cliff of Sijiu, he became interested in passing on his skills. If there was no Changle, he would only plan to pass on Dugu's swordsmanship.

But when he met Changle, he felt that someone should have inherited his legacy. So he secretly followed Changle down the mountain, following him all the way, protecting and observing.

As for the oath he made never to enter the world, let it go for now.

If Changle killed them directly this time, he would not have appeared, but seeing Changle so cruel and bloodthirsty, he was afraid that Changle's inner demon would be born. He did not want such a good swordsman genius to cover the dust.

"Uncle Grand Master, if you don't kill them like this, my sword will not be forged." Changle said firmly.

"This is my sword!"

Looking at Changle's clear eyes, Feng Qingyang sighed, "I'll be waiting for you outside for a quarter of an hour. If you don't come out, I'll kill them all for you."

"Thank you, Uncle Feng." Changle nodded with a smile.

But his smile was like a demonic smile in the eyes of the branch leader.

After Feng Qingyang left, Changle squatted down and looked at him and asked, "Are all those who went there that night?"

"Sun Hao and two others left with the Lord Tong. Please kill me." He cried. "Sun Hao's wife and daughter are in Lanmiao Village, Miaojiang."

Changle sighed, but still did not kill him.

At this time, many martial arts people rushed into the door, "Young Master Changle, let's come and help!"

The Demon Cult has already infuriated public anger at what the Zhengyun family did. When they rushed in, they saw the scene in front of them, and some people couldn't help but vomit.

"It's okay here. Please send some people to Lijiazhuang. It's okay if you die. Let them repent in front of the old hero's grave." Changle clasped his fists at them, and everyone agreed without hesitation.

After watching them leave, Changle began to retching heavily.

"I thought you boy was not disgusting." Feng Qingyang appeared and said, handing him a wine gourd.

Changle, who was already an adult, took a big sip and coughed when he was choked. Feng Qingyang laughed.

"It's not delicious at all." Changle finally resisted his nausea and stopped vomiting.

Judging from his appearance, Feng Qingyang was completely relieved. The kid's sword heart was not affected at all.

"After seeing the body of their family, I kept thinking that Lao Yu should die of old age, or be killed by a young hero who had just left the mountain. Then Yu Lao Da took over the Divine Fist Sect, and his most famous name in the world was because he was afraid of his wife. Yu Lao Er should have come from a sect or set up a martial arts school to teach people only some tricks."

Changle kept talking, Feng Qingyang stood aside and listened. He took out another wine gourd from somewhere and took a sip while listening.

"Ms. Yu, who has a bad temper, will find a good-tempered man. The child has grown up, maybe like his grandfather, or like his father.

But I didn't expect them to die so much. Lao Yu had no good place in his body. It is said that when he died, he stared at him with wide eyes. Li Manyun closed him several times but did not close him.

This world is so cruel. Lao Yu told me that chivalrous is not about being brave and ruthless, but about not doing to others what he does not want others to do to others."

When he said the last sentence, Changle learned from Yu Zhengyun's Jiangxi accent.
Chapter completed!