"King White Eagle, you actually survived twenty-nine heavenly tribulations?!"
As soon as Yan Youxing's words came, a dazzling white light suddenly erupted from the sky.
Chen Xinzhu felt awe-inspiring and did not dare to neglect, so he hurried away at full speed.
However, after taking a breath, the dazzling white light slowly dissipated, and what appeared in front of Chen Xinzhu was a scene that made him feel heartbroken.
"Master——!!!"
I saw Yan Youxing's figure falling from the sky, and more importantly, there was a huge hole in his chest.
Not only Chen Hsinchu.
On Mount Huashan, Lu Yilin and others, who were paying close attention to the battle situation, all changed their faces.
"Uncle Master!!"
"Uncle Master!!"
As the pillar of the Huashan Sect, Yan Youxing's defeat undoubtedly crushed the last hope in the hearts of many Huashan disciples.
"It's over! I'm done with the Huashan sect!"
Some disciples looked desperate.
"hateful!!"
Some disciples were unwilling to accept it.
In a corner of Huashan, Lu Yilin, whose face seemed to have aged by dozens of years, looked at Yan Youxing's fallen figure with a sad face.
"Senior brother..."
Although because of the system of the Huashan Sect, Lu Yilin always called Yan Youxing Master Uncle.
However, what few people know is that he is actually the same generation as Yan Youxing. When they were young, they were even senior brothers who lived in the same courtyard, and they had a close relationship.
Because of this, he is also the most aware of the efforts Yan Youxing has made for the Huashan Sect over the past few decades.
"...that's enough."
After hearing his master's words, Meng Huai looked at the pitiful appearance of his master's uncle in the sky, and a few tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.
The Huashan Sect may have to stop here.
boom!
The air screamed, and a figure caught Yan Youxing who fell from the sky.
Meng Huai opened his eyes wide with disbelief on his face.
"Master, what is that?!"
"Master Nephew Chen?!"
Seeing Chen Xinzhu suddenly appearing in the sky, Lu Yilin was shocked.
In fact, not only their masters and disciples, but also some of the Huashan disciples who were still alive also opened their eyes in shock.
They all recognized Chen Xinzhu.
…
"Master, this disciple is late."
In mid-air, Chen Xinzhu hugged Yan Youxing's mutilated body and cried silently.
He regrets it very much now!
You know clearly that Dao soldiers will be spied on, why don't you pay enough attention?
Why be so careless?
Why??
As if sensing his self-blame, Yan Youxing's body moved slightly.
"New, Hsinchu?"
"Master?"
Chen Xinzhu's face showed joy and he quickly used his energy to heal his injuries.
"Ahem... Hsinchu, don't, don't put in the effort, I, I... really... can't do it this time."
"Master, don't say anything. My disciple will definitely find a way to save you. You have a good rest."
Chen Xinzhu's sword energy seemed to be free of money, pouring into Yan Youxing's body continuously, trying to save his life.
"Cough cough... cough cough..."
Bright red blood continued to flow from the corners of his mouth. Yan Youxing glanced at Chen Xinzhu with difficulty, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.
"Hua, Huashan... is entrusted to... you..."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Youxing tilted his head and completely lost his breath.
"Teacher, Master??"
Chen Xinzhu felt a pain in his heart, and his chest seemed to burst.
Holding Yan Youxing's body tightly, Chen Xinzhu raised his head and looked at the three demon kings in the sky.
His face was extremely cold.
"Master, don't worry, this disciple will definitely protect the Huashan Sect."
…
At the same time that Chen Xinzhu arrived, the White Crow King and the White Deer King were also shocked.
They had no idea that the White Eagle King would actually hide such strength.
The White Crow King was shocked, but even more excited.
With such strength, the chances of winning Tao soldiers are even greater.
The White Deer King, on the other hand, was so excited that he was a little confused.
I don't even know what to do next.
He was originally invited by the White Eagle King to help, but in this situation, is he still needed?
The White Deer King was a little confused.
Exhaling heavily, the White Eagle King regained his breath and looked down at Master and Disciple Chen Xinzhu below.
In order to ensure death with one blow, the White Eagle King not only exposed his cultivation that had been hidden for many years, but also used a hugely expensive killing move.
Fortunately, the plan succeeded.
Without the help of Yan Youxing, a veteran grandmaster, Chen Xinzhu, a young boy who had just been promoted to grandmaster, was not afraid at all.
Dao Bing, he is bound to win!
Thinking of this, the White Eagle King felt hot in his heart, and quickly sent a message to the White Crow King and the two of them, and jointly launched an attack on Chen Xinzhu.
The three demonic hands had just appeared, and at this moment, Chen Xinzhu looked up.
The White Eagle King was shocked.
What kind of eyes are those??
Deep and solemn, and even more infinite sharpness attacks.
White Eagle King's eyes narrowed slightly, and for some reason, a bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart.
It seems that some danger is coming.
"Tao soldiers?"
The White Eagle King did not dare to be careless, he concentrated his mind, and the demonic energy was running at full strength, always ready to dodge or attack.
…
Jingle bell! Jingle bell!
As the demonic hands of the three White Eagle Kings approached, a black bell, only the size of two fingers, instantly appeared above Chen Xinzhu's head, shaking gently.
It's the Taoist soldier, the Soul-Dangling Bell!
With the crisp sound of bells, the wind and clouds in the sky suddenly stopped, and the demonic hands emitted by the three White Eagle Kings were no exception, slowly dissipating.
In the blink of an eye, the restless spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of dozens of miles was instantly calmed down.
It was as if I was back before the battle.
"Is this a Taoist soldier?"
The White Eagle King's eyes were extremely fiery, and he could sense that the black bell contained a terrifying aura.
Even he is far, far behind.
However, no matter how powerful the Taoist soldiers are, it depends on the person who uses them. How much power can a new grandmaster unleash?
As long as this guy is killed, the Tao soldiers can recognize their master again.
When the time comes, with Taoist soldiers in hand, he will not be afraid of even the number one demon king in southern Xinjiang, the Dragon Fish King, let alone the Red Leaf King and his ilk.
Even, with the help of Tao soldiers to understand the corresponding Tao realm, you might have a chance to get a glimpse of the realm of the great demon king.
At that time, he will be the lord of all demons, respected by the whole world!
Thinking of this, White Eagle King became even more excited.
"No matter what, we must win the Dao soldiers!"
Having made up his mind, the White Eagle King called the other two people to attack again.
However, at this moment, the anger in Chen Xinzhu's heart had reached its peak.
"You three are all going to die!!"
The cold and biting words came out of Chen Xinzhu's mouth, like the declaration of death.
The next moment, the dark Soul-Dangling Bell shook violently.
Jingle bell! Jingle bell!
Accompanied by the rapid ringing of the bell, a rich black light burst out instantly, covering the world in the blink of an eye.
Not only that, as the sound of the bell became more and more urgent, the three White Eagle Kings felt as if they were stuck in a quagmire, and it became increasingly difficult to move.
"not good!"
White Eagle King's pupils shrank suddenly, and an ominous premonition grew uncontrollably in his heart.