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Wang Chong and Lin Xiaofeng are naturally not as knowledgeable as Chong Lao.
Lin Xiaofeng asked: "Old Chong, is there anything special about this first magic sword?"
"If this Lu Yuanqing is holding the sword, then he may escape or be defeated in the hands of these people." Chong Lao pointed to Lu Yuanqing who was fighting in the distance: "But Lu Yuanqing was killed by the first
Controlled by the magic sword."
"The most powerful thing about the First Demonic Sword is that all the evil spirits from the people killed by it will be taken away by the First Demonic Sword."
"In this way, the First Demonic Sword has almost a steady stream of evil energy to control." Old Chong turned around and said to Lin Xiaofeng: "But you'd better ask your Baiyang Sect people to evacuate quickly, your second senior brother has been
Once the First Demonic Sword is controlled, he will not distinguish between friend and foe, but will kill everyone in front of him."
Lin Xiaofeng's face darkened when he heard this, and then nodded: "Understood, I will have people evacuate immediately."
After saying that, he led Chong Lao and the other three into the National Super League Building.
At this time, more than 400 people were standing here waiting.
"Xiao Zhu, let people evacuate quickly." Lin Xiaofeng said directly to Xiang Zhu.
Hearing this, Xiang Zhu looked stunned and asked, "What's wrong? Hasn't Yuan Qing outside blocked the people from the Holy Cult?"
"That's it." The old Chong on the side said what he just said to Lin Xiaofeng again to Xiang Zhu.
After Xiang Zhu heard this, she nodded in a serious tone and said, "Okay, I'll have people evacuate immediately."
Rather than saying that Lu Yuanqing was fighting at this time, it would be better to say that he was carrying out a massacre.
At this time, more than a hundred people were already lying in a pool of blood.
Wherever Lu Yuanqing's sword struck, there was almost no one left alive.
These holy cult elites were not afraid of death, but at this time, Lu Yuanqing was so frightened that he stopped moving forward and even kept retreating.
"Let me charge. There are so many people. I don't believe they can't kill this Lu Yuanqing!"
He Jinfeng roared loudly.
Gong Chong Baoxian, who was next to him, hurriedly persuaded: "Holy Lord, we can't continue the fight. The strength of Yuan Qing here is beyond our imagination. There is no point in continuing the fight like this. Sacrificing so many lives is just to kill.
Is he Lu Yuanqing? He’s not worth it!”
"What did you say?" He Jinfeng shuddered and stretched out his hand to pinch Gong Chong Baoxian's neck: "You want me to withdraw, right? If you have the guts, just say it again!"
Gong Chong Baoxian had a look of helplessness on his face, but he gritted his teeth and said, "Even if the Holy Lord wants to kill me today, I have to say that there is no point in continuing to fight at this time! Look at Lu Yuanqing
Even if we can kill him, we will have to pay at least one Tiger Banner man."
He Jinfeng wanted to crush Gong Chong Baoxian's neck, but he still held back.
He Jinfeng was actually just acting on his own initiative.
He couldn't bear the humiliation of being defeated by Lu Yuanqing.
After all, this time, he was not only defeated in front of the troops of the White Sun Sect and the Holy Sect.
There are also countless spies from other demonic sects.
How could He Jinfeng not be angry when he was defeated in such a situation?
However, he knew in his heart that what Gong Chong Baoxian said was the truth.
There is no point in spending manpower here.
"Order, withdraw!" He Jinfeng breathed out in his heart, these four words were said with full reluctance.
"Hey." Gong Chong Baoxian nodded.
Lu Yuanqing was covered in blood. Of course, none of this blood belonged to him.
The members of the Holy Cult who were closest to him were filled with fear.
Every time he rushed up, he couldn't even touch the side of Yuan Qing in front of him, and was killed by Lu Yuanqing with a sword.
Lu Yuanqing was like harvesting wheat, people would fall wherever he passed.
No matter how tough a guy is who is not afraid of death, facing such a situation, I am afraid he will no longer be willing to rush forward and fight desperately, right?
"Retreat! Retreat!"
When the order to retreat came, these people immediately breathed a long sigh of relief and ran away.
You know, Lu Yuanqing has not stopped killing.
If he runs too slowly, he may die under Lu Yuanqing's sword.
In fact, not a few people died because of the chaos caused by the order to retreat.
At this time, the whole scene was really chaotic to the extreme.
On the other side, the people from the Baiyang Sect had already left through the back door of the Guochao Building.
However, one person stayed.
Lin Xiaofeng.
Lin Xiaofeng was still worried about Lu Yuanqing.
Xiang Zhu persuaded Lin Xiaofeng for a long time, but Lin Xiaofeng was still unwilling to leave.
And Xiang Zhu was originally planning to stay with Lin Xiaofeng.
However, Lin Xiaofeng had a strong attitude and asked her to leave with the Bai Yang Cult people first.
On the one hand, the evacuation of the Baiyang Sect must be led by Xiang Zhu, so as to ensure that there will be no trouble.
On the other hand, Lin Xiaofeng firmly believed that Lu Yuanqing would not kill him.
But this is not necessarily the case with necklaces.
Lin Xiaofeng stood alone at the door of the National Super League Building, watching the people of the Holy Cult begin to evacuate.
I also felt relieved in my heart.
Lu Yuanqing stood on the same spot at this time. When these people from the Holy Cult fled, he did not chase them.
Soon, only corpses were left on the ground in the center of the square.
Lu Yuanqing suddenly turned around and looked at Lin Xiaofeng. He was holding the first magic sword and rushed directly towards Lin Xiaofeng.
Lin Xiaofeng just stood like this, looking into Lu Yuanqing's eyes, with no intention of moving.
Lu Yuanqing kept getting closer to Lin Xiaofeng.
There was also a look of struggle in his eyes.
Obviously, Lu Yuanqing wants to escape from the control of the First Demonic Sword.
Finally, when the first magic sword was only one meter away from Lin Xiaofeng.
"Stop!" Lu Yuanqing yelled.
The first magic sword finally stopped.
"Second Senior Brother." Lin Xiaofeng looked at Lu Yuanqing in front of him and shouted.
Lu Yuanqing opened his mouth and gasped for air. This series of battles made him feel exhausted.
"Second Senior Brother, why are you here?" Lin Xiaofeng asked.
Lu Yuanqing said: "The Holy Sect is about to attack your Baiyang Sect in great force, so I came here to see if I can save you."
"Are you okay?" Lin Xiaofeng wanted to step forward.
"Don't come over!" Lu Yuanqing yelled, his hand holding the First Demonic Sword was trembling slightly at this moment: "If you come closer, I'm afraid I won't be able to control it and I'll kill you."
"Second Senior Brother, since you can't control this thing, why don't you just don't want the First Demonic Sword?" Lin Xiaofeng persuaded, "Why bother?"
Lu Yuanqing shook his head slightly: "You don't understand, little junior brother, what you and I want are different. What you want is nothing more than to be able to live a stable life."
Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help but nod. Although he founded the Baiyang Sect, in essence, it was not to pursue power, but to protect himself from the Holy Sect and the Demon Catching Bureau.