While Chen Xinzhu and others were waiting for the leader of the Beggar Clan to arrive, bad news came.
The Xuan Shuang sect in Wuxiang County was wiped out overnight, and the new master, Xuan Shuang, was killed on the spot.
According to nearby people, a loud eagle call was heard that night.
I'm afraid it's the poisonous hand of King White Eagle.
On Baishui Mountain, Chen Xinzhu said to the head of Wudang with a solemn expression.
"Uncle Zhang, I'll leave it to you this time."
"The old man understands."
Soon, the head of Wudang left.
According to the time, the leader of the Beggar Clan is about to arrive in Qinzhou and will just go back to Huashan to meet up.
"This time, even if something is exposed, I will kill you!"
Looking in the direction of Wuxiang County, Chen Xinzhu's face was filled with ice.
He really hated the White Eagle King.
First, they gathered a crowd to attack Huashan, causing Yan Youxing to die on the spot.
Later, he lurked in the darkness of Qinzhou, eyeing the Huashan Sect with eager eyes.
Let's just say that last time, if he hadn't been prepared, I'm afraid the White Eagle King would have succeeded again.
Now, this guy is even blatantly killing people in his entire family, which is really too much of a deception.
Immortality is not enough to calm the anger in his heart.
…
Time passed day by day, and while the northern border was turbulent, there seemed to be some undercurrents surging throughout the world.
Somewhere on the border between Xiangzhou and Yangzhou, countless people from the martial arts world gathered, including many Xiantian realm experts.
It is said that a large ruins have been discovered...
Somewhere in the barren mountains in the west of southern Xinjiang, a bloody lotus rose into the sky to disperse the clouds of calamity.
Not far away, several figures wearing bloody lotus armor loomed above the clouds...
In Heiyunjian, the mysterious man in black robe looked at the name slowly appearing on the book in his hand, and couldn't help but let out a sinister laugh.
…
Somewhere in Qinzhou, a thunderous roar of dragons rang out, and a huge golden dragon fist stretched across the sky, causing a white eagle to stagger back.
At the same time, a huge Tai Chi diagram slowly rotated and wrapped around the white eagle from another direction.
Dragons roar and eagles roar, Tai Chi covers the sky.
Until a few hours later, the blood of the demon king spilled into the void.
"I remember you, the Wu-Dang Clan and the Beggar Clan, just wait for my bloody revenge!"
"Hmph, you are so brazen that I will kill you on the spot today!"
He replied casually, and the leader of the Beggar Clan shook the sky with his fists, and the roar of the dragon continued.
One after another, golden divine dragon fist shadows revolved around him, and with a thought, they dived towards the White Eagle King.
It didn't look good, a hint of cruelty flashed in the White Eagle King's eyes, and a burst of white light suddenly erupted from his body.
Boom!!
A huge explosion sounded, and the violent impact spread in all directions. At this moment, an inconspicuous white light flashed out from the center of the explosion, instantly breaking away from the encirclement.
It is the White Eagle King who has shrunk n times.
The White Eagle King's face was pale, but his speed was unimaginably fast.
Even though Tai Chi Tu immediately surrounded him, he was still flashed by white light.
"not good!"
The Wudang leader's expression changed. The White Eagle King seemed to have used some secret method. Even they could not match this speed.
Just as he was about to be escaped by the White Eagle King, Kong Tianhe, who had been lingering not far from the battlefield, suddenly raised a black bell.
In an instant, a fierce and sharp sword roar suddenly sounded.
Above the black bell, a pure white sword energy suddenly bloomed, instantly spanning thousands of meters of void, and struck straight at the White Eagle King.
Violent——!!
As soon as the shrill eagle cry sounded, the White Eagle King was instantly wiped out by the sword energy.
In this way, a generation of demon kings who dominated southern Xinjiang ended their glorious and frustrating life.
The head of Wudang and the leader of the Beggar Clan quickly came to Kong Tianhe's side. Seeing this scene, the leader of the Beggar Clan exclaimed.
"Wow, what kind of sword energy is this? It's so terrifyingly powerful!"
The head of Wudang also had a look of wonder on his face and said with some uncertainty.
"It looks like it's the handiwork of Master Chen?"
Kong Tianhe nodded lightly.
"This is indeed a back-up left by the leader, so that he can help at the critical moment."
Having said this, Kong Tianhe sighed lightly.
"In this way, the leader can be considered as taking revenge himself."
Hearing this, the head of Wudang nodded lightly.
"There are disciples like this. Brother Yan can rest in peace knowing that he has knowledge under the spring."
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Not long after, Chen Xinzhu, who was far away in Baishui Mountain, also received the news.
Confirming that the cunning enemy, White Eagle King, had really fallen, he felt a little complicated.
Walking to the edge of the cliff and looking at the sea of clouds at his feet, Chen Xinzhu sighed softly.
"Master, my disciple has avenged you..."
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At the same time, at the border of Longzhou, the Golden Lion Dharma King who had just arrived asked the Purple Shirt Dharma King beside him with a solemn expression.
"Zi Shan, is there still no news from the leader?"
The purple-shirted Dharma King with a veil on his face nodded slightly and said in a cold tone.
"Since three days ago, I can no longer contact the leader."
His face changed again and again, Golden Lion Dharma King clenched his fists and said resolutely.
"In that case, let me go find the leader!"
"No!" The purple-shirted Dharma King refused as expected. "I'll go!"
Hearing this, the Golden Lion Dharma King was not surprised.
After knowing each other for decades, they still have some understanding of each other.
Not to mention that the person involved is still the leader.
Whether it was for the overall interests of Mingjiao or for his own feelings, Zishan made such a decision. He had already guessed.
However, because of this, the Golden Lion Karmapa also knew how to persuade her.
"Zi Shan, the leader gave you an order to guard Longzhou, right? Do you want to disobey the order?"
Upon hearing this, just as the Golden Lion King had guessed, the Purple Shirt King hesitated.
Seeing this, the Golden Lion Dharma King took advantage of the victory and pursued him.
"Besides, the saint doesn't know about this, right?"
In an instant, the purple-robed Dharma King was shocked.
Seeing her look, the Golden Lion Dharma King had already got the answer.
"Is that really the case?"
With a slight sigh, the Golden Lion Dharma King continued.
"In this case, you can't go even more. Leave this matter to me."
This time, the Purple Shirt Dharma King did not object immediately.
Golden Lion Dharma King’s countermeasures worked.
In addition to the leader, Saint Gao Xiaoguo is the lifeblood of the Purple Shirt Karmapa.
She has always treated Gao Xiaoguo as her biological daughter, and there is no way she would leave Gao Xiaoguo behind and venture into the Demon Realm.
Especially when Gao Yang lost contact.
His expression changed again and again. The Purple Shirt Karmapa sighed softly and looked at the Golden Lion Karmapa.
"Golden Lion, I leave this matter to you, you must be careful."
The Golden Lion Dharma King's eyes were solemn, but he smiled fearlessly on the surface.
"Don't worry, I have not lived these three years in vain. Even if I enter the demon realm, it may not be like that."
Soon, the Golden Lion Dharma King and the Purple Shirt Dharma King said goodbye, turned around and flew into the demon realm.
Watching the Golden Lion Dharma King disappear into the distance, the Purple Shirt Dharma King's expression slowly became solemn.
"It seems that the other factions must be notified..."