Chapter 262 Retreating From the Enemy

"I?"

The black-faced man pointed at himself, looking frightened.

"Why is it so unlucky? There are thousands of members of the Holy Religion. Why did this old ghost Lu Xuan name me alone!" The black-faced man looked mournful and turned to look at a long-robed swordsman in the crowd.

"Your Majesty Xiang, we are all guardians of the same spirit. Brother, I have been in a bad state recently. Why don't you go and fight with this old ghost?"

"Don't, don't, don't!" The long-robed swordsman moved his hands like a rattle and said with a sneer on his face: "Shi Yanzuo, your martial arts skills are unmatched by anyone in our sect except the leader. Xiang has been against me for these years. You admire me so much, this battle is about the face of our holy religion, so it is more appropriate for you to take part!"

"Brother Xiang, I'm old. It's better to leave this kind of fighting with others to you young people!" The black-faced man still advised earnestly.

The long-robed swordsman rolled his eyes after hearing this and thought to himself, "No matter how old you are, can you be older than Lu Xuan?"

However, he still smiled kindly on the surface and said: "Old man, I am always determined to reach a thousand miles. Brother Yan, you have unparalleled inner strength. If you don't take action at this time, won't you be asking them to underestimate the Holy Cult?"

Faced with Liang Yan's invisible pressure, these two people actually pushed me and me in the crowd, completely losing the dignity of the demon sect's guardians.

"enough!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came, and Lu Xuan, who had been transformed by Liang Yan, was standing on the top of the mountain with wide eyes and said angrily:

"You rats, you fight but don't fight, you retreat but you don't retreat, what's the point?"

As soon as these words came out, the members of the Demon Cult suddenly fell silent. They looked at each other, and they all seemed to have a trace of hesitation in their hearts.

At this time, a believer behind the black-faced man stepped forward and whispered: "Guardian Zuo, how about we stop fighting each other and just go up together shoulder to shoulder. Our number is more than three times that of Jian Zong, and we can defeat them no matter what." Eat it.”

After hearing this, the black-faced man turned his head to look at this person, but shook his head slightly and directly rejected his proposal.

"Are you kidding? Even if the Kunwu Sword Sect can be wiped out in one swarm, old man Lu Xuan will not let us senior leaders go. With his current level, it would be easy for him to kill a few of us. I didn't notice that he just named him deliberately. Me, I am actually beating up a few of our protectors and elders. Once the Kunwu Sword Sect is destroyed, we will also be buried with them!"

As soon as he thought of this, he turned to look at the right protector and several other elders. He saw that they all had hesitant expressions on their faces, and they obviously had the same opinion as him.

Just as these people were struggling internally, Liang Yan on the top of the mountain laughed again and said:

"Forget it, I won't embarrass you juniors. Why don't you go and send a message to your leader Qing Yixuan and ask him to come here tomorrow at midnight to try the sword. We will fight one on one, and the loser will go into seclusion and no longer interfere with the world. You must not interfere in the current sect dispute!"

"this"

The black-faced man and the long-robed swordsman looked at each other, and their hearts were obviously moved. It's just that the siege of the Kunwu Sword Sect was an order given by the leader himself. Although he was not here at the moment, if he knew afterwards that they had easily retreated, they would be held accountable.

Just when the two were hesitant, suddenly a church member wearing a red robe hurried out from the crowd and whispered a few words into the ear of the black-faced man.

"What, did the leader agree?" The black-faced man asked with a surprised look on his face after hearing this.

The red-robed disciple nodded and said, "It's absolutely true!"

"It seems that the leader has already planted his ears and eyes nearby. Fortunately, I didn't make a decision easily just now." The black-faced man thought with lingering fear.

He calmed down a little, and at the same time he cleared his throat and shouted loudly: "Old Grandmaster Lu, our Black Demon Sect has accepted your request for a battle. Tomorrow at midnight, the leader of our sect will have a showdown with you here!"

As soon as the black-faced man finished speaking, he immediately stretched out his right hand and waved it in the air, making a retreat gesture. Even among the Demonic Cult followers, there were some who were brave and fierce, but they did not dare to disobey Guardian Zuo's order to retreat at this moment, and could only retreat down the mountain honestly.

Thousands of demon sect members disappeared from the sword testing platform with just a cup of tea. In the end, only a few hundred people from the Kunwu Sword Sect were left.

These people were all excited at this moment, shouting to the top of the mountain: "God bless Kunwu, my uncle is mighty, my uncle is invincible in the world!"

At the same time, Yi Tianxing, who was dressed in white robes, also came out of the crowd. In a few leaps, he jumped to the top of the mountain where Liang Yan was. Then he knelt down on one knee and saluted Liang Yan respectfully:

"Disciple Yi Tianxing, I would like to welcome the master out of seclusion. Congratulations to the master. Congratulations to the master. The master has accomplished a great feat and will be invincible in the world from now on!"

Liang Yan's palms were now covered with beads of sweat. His retreat from the enemy was entirely based on pretense and had no real substance at all. Fortunately, we succeeded in scaring away the thousands of demon sect members in the end, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

"My dear disciple, get up!"

Although he felt a little guilty, Liang Yan still waved his hands and said calmly: "Although I have realized the Thirteen Swords as a teacher and made great progress in martial arts, Qing Yixuan, the leader of the Demon Cult, is not an easy person to deal with. I need him as a teacher." Only by finding a treasure called 'Eternal Mayfly Wood' can we be sure of winning a battle with him."

"Eternal Mayfly Wood?" Yi Tianxing raised his head with a confused look on his face.

Liang Yan had been secretly observing Yi Tianxing's reaction since he finished speaking. Seeing his blank face and doubtful eyes, it didn't look like he was faking it at all. He couldn't help but sigh softly:

"Forget it, maybe you don't know either. But there is a shrine of immortality in the mountain behind my sect. Now hurry up and take me there."

"The Temple of Immortality? That is the ancestral hall for worshiping the successive masters of the Kunwu Sword Sect. Master, why are you going there?" Yi Tianxing asked curiously.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. I'm going to the Changsheng Temple as a teacher, so I naturally have plans to become a teacher." Liang Yan said as he flicked his sleeves and put his hands behind his back, showing an inscrutable look.

"Okay, just in front of the Changsheng Temple, there is also a 'Kurong Array', which was originally built to protect the ancestor's ancestral hall. But since the master lost the key to the array before retreating last time, this great array has been destroyed. The formation can no longer be opened from the inside, and we can only rely on Master to break in from the outside." Yi Tianxing replied respectfully.

"What? Such a thing could happen!" Liang Yan shouted with surprise.

Yi Tianxing glanced at him with a strange expression and thought to himself, "You obviously lost this key yourself."

Liang Yan saw his look in his eyes, and immediately forced himself to regain his composure, and said calmly: "Disciple, there is no need to be surprised. After breaking through Sword Thirteen as a master, he has cut off the cause and effect in the world, and many things cannot be remembered clearly. .”

"So that's it, the Immortal Sword Technique is really an infinite magical power!" Yi Tianxing said in awe.

"Master, let me ask you again, who set up this 'Kurong Formation'?"

"Reporting to Master." Yi Tianxing replied respectfully: "He is a mysterious person."