The clouds and mist drift between the mountains and forests, making the sun shine unblocked and the sky is bright.

There was silent all over the school ground. Seeing that no one had replied for a long time, Li Si seemed to have put his hands on her hands a little tired and continued.

"In this way, I hope you can sell me my face and let me take this girl away."

"Li Si." At this time, Master Huanyi, who was standing in front of everyone, shouted again.

"Are you going to protect the Demon Cult?"

Her hair was gritting her teeth and disheveled, and she looked a little hideous at this time.

"I have never said that I want to protect the Demon Sect." Li Si glanced at Huanyi indifferently, then turned his head to look at Bai Yaoer behind him.

"I just want to protect her alone."

He is a scattered person in the world and cannot do anything big, but at least he will never stand by when his friends are in trouble.

Huanyi paused for a moment, then looked at Li Si deeply, as if he was calculating about gains and losses.

I have to admit that in some aspects, she also admires this person, but it is also difficult for her to make concessions in this matter. Because this matter is related to the hatred of the sect and the stability of the world.

It should have been a while since Huanyi exhaled a breath of turbid air in his chest, as if he had calmed down, and said in a deep voice to Li Si.

"Let this girl hand over He Lang's secret script and destroy it, and then destroy it since the martial arts were destroyed, and promised that it would not be passed down from now on. We will let her go immediately and will not hurt her life."

At the end of the day, she added: "If you worry that she will find it difficult to establish herself in the world in the future, I can also accept her as an introductory disciple to compensate."

This is the biggest concession she can make.

But even so, Li Si did not get out of the way. He just turned his head, looked at the remaining people in the field, and asked.

"So, what do you think?"

Most of the people in the field looked uncertain, and they were obviously in a dilemma.

In fact, at this time, the current gangsters can be roughly divided into three types.

One is that the purpose is clear. They know that they came here this time just to wipe out the Demon Sect and were not going to affect irrelevant people, so they didn't mind letting Bai Yaoer go.

One is that their disciples, masters, or relatives died in the storm of the Demon Sect. So for them, they never want any remnants of the Demon Sect to stay in this world, including He Lang's martial arts.

The last one is fear. They have seen the Demon Sect of the past and participated in that battle in person, so they are still scared. They don’t want to see the scene of the past again, so they don’t want to leave any future troubles. In their opinion, the Demon Sect must be eradicated.

So after all these three types of people experienced a while of silence, someone finally spoke.

"Li Si, what Master Yi said is reasonable. He even assumes that we all owe this girl once. Today, she must abandon her martial arts skills."

Everyone present knows how terrible He Lang’s martial arts are.

He was able to fight forty-two famous masters with his own strength, and finally killed twenty-eight before he died at the last moment.

This kind of martial art that goes against the will of heaven should not be left in this world. They don’t understand Bai Yaoer, nor are they sure she will never go on the evil path in the future, so they can’t take this risk.

It seems that most people are afraid and hateful to the Demon Sect. However, there is no way to do so. After all, the scars left by the Demon Sect in the world were too deep.

"Hu." Sighing softly, Li Si shook his head and said to everyone.

"In this way, I can't get out of here."

"Then forgive me for offense!"

With a word, a Taoist leaped into the air among the crowd.

The long sword in his hand buzzed and put it in front of him, then stabbed it out, and followed the sword and rushed into Li Si's arms.

This man is the Taoist Zhen Yu of Wudang Mountain, and is the same generation as the Taoist who is called Zhenqing. He is the three-seat among the disciples of the Wudang Sect. Although his swordsmanship is not the highest, his inner energy is the deepest.

When this sword pierced, the sound of energy and wind sounded, which was completely different from the sword that Master Huanyi could stab out casually.

Li Si was in trouble, and this was a thought that arose in everyone's minds at the same time.

But as he watched the sword fall, Li Si just closed his eyes helplessly. Then he dodged the sword from the side, raised his hand and pointed it on Zhen Yu's wrist.

"Dang!"

The long sword fell to the ground, and Li Si turned around and pushed it lightly on Zhen Yu's chest.

There is no sound of wind, nor is there any internal energy surging.

Zhenyu was pushed back into the crowd. When everyone supported him, he saw him covering his chest and looking at Li Si not far away in disbelief.

In the palm just now, he had no room for resistance at all.

He had an inexplicable feeling that people in the martial arts world might have never known about how profound Li Si's martial arts were.

"I have a lot of connection with you Wudang Mountain, so don't make it difficult for me to do it."

After glanced at Zhen Yu who was being supported by everyone, Li Si continued to look at the crowd and said slightly weakly.

"Who else wants to try with me again? Li Si has agreed today."

A famous master was knocked back with one palm. What is this? In some horrifying words, this almost reminds people of He Lang back then.

And at the moment, Li Si is even sick.

Then what if he is not sick, how could he do?

Thinking of this, some people in the martial arts world swallowed unconsciously.

Li Si always gives people an unreliable feeling, so people always forget the fact that he is a top master.

But when people think about it carefully, they will find that this person seems to have never been defeated since he came out of the mountain.

Even now when he is sick, it is still the case.

He has never lost his life, so no one even knows where his bottom line is.

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"He is sick after all, and he will not last long. Let's go together."

There was a loud shout from somewhere, and three figures jumped out of the crowd, pulled out the long sword in their hands, and slashed straight at Li Si's shoulder.

This time, Li Si was not polite and flew directly to kick them all out. Before the people could even see their appearance, they had already landed outside the mountain gate and fell into a piece of smoke and dust.

"Cough cough." Li Si fell back to the ground and coughed twice in a muffled voice. Just now, he used some light skills.

One move, another move, so far, no one has been able to survive Li Si's move.

Li Si's martial arts are really unfathomable.

In the team in Wudang Mountain, Zhang Changchen looked at the sick figure under the altar and frowned slightly.

He was going to take action himself, otherwise it would be difficult for this matter to end today. However, he tried his best to keep it because he still admired Li Si quite well, and he heard that this person had a good relationship with the real youth.

I don’t know what disease he got. Maybe he can help him once in the future, just treat it as repaying his debts today.

Thinking of this, Zhang Changchen shook his head and prepared to step forward.

But at this moment, a voice spoke out first.

"Let me try it too."

Then, a figure walked out of the crowd.

Li Si looked sideways and was stunned for a moment, because the person who walked up was Tang Chong.

He lowered his hands to his side and walked silently to Li Si.

He came to take Li Si down because he knew that Li Si's body would not last long. If he continued like this, he would definitely be seriously injured due to his lack of strength.

It would be better to let him do it, at least he will show mercy.

"Hehe." Looking at Tang Chong, Li Si chuckled softly, nodded and said.

"Okay, let's try it."

After saying that, he slowly put his hand into his arms.

This was his first time to compare the hidden weapon with Tang Chong. He didn't know which one is stronger or who is weak.

But there will always be a result, right?

Tang Chong also calmed down and gently moved his wrist.

Li Si's hidden weapons are definitely not weak, but what will happen to Tang Zhong, the world's number one?

The people from the Jianghu on both sides looked at them with breathing and concentrating. Obviously, no one knew what would happen.

Bai Yaoer on the altar has silently pushed out his sword.
Chapter completed!