"It seems that the sect is relatively calm."
Yang Ji thought to himself, and was about to spread out his body and return to the Iron Crown Sect. Suddenly he heard a woman's scream:
"ah!--"
"Help!——"
The screams were mixed with the sounds of a fight.
"Huh? Someone!"
Yang Ji's eyes flashed, and he immediately followed the voice and looked over: "It seems to be at the stream."
The Tieguanpai waterfall flows rapidly every year, pouring down from the mountains. It has long since formed a winding, jade-belt-like stream in the mountains.
Yang Ji took a look. He felt that the sound seemed to be coming from the other side of the stream. However, the mountains were scattered among the mountains, the terrain was complicated, and some pines, cypresses and bamboos obscured the sound, making it difficult to see clearly for a while.
"Go over and have a look."
Yang Ji spread out his body, jumped directly from the mountain with his feet. After falling a few feet, he folded on the protruding rocks on the cliff to reduce the speed of his fall, and then somersaulted. After about three or four feet, the soles of his feet
He stepped on a protruding pine branch, then shot several feet away, and finally thrust his long sword horizontally into the rock, and easily fell back to the ground along the cliff.
"Whoosh!"
Yang Ji stretched out his sleeves, and like a big bird fluttering its wings, it stepped on the exposed gravel on the stream and flew over. Around a raised rock, Yang Ji immediately saw three young men and women.
These three people were very strange to Yang Ji, and he had never seen them before. However, they were wearing the Taoist uniforms of the Iron Crown Sect. They were sweating profusely from fighting five evil spirits, and each of them was covered in paint.
The martial arts skills of the three were not bad, but there were too many evil spirits around. Especially the female disciple, who was obviously naturally afraid of the disgusting appearance of the underworld creatures, and was completely unable to do anything about it.
The three of them were entangled by five evil spirits and were in danger. It was unclear how long they could last. All three of them were injured to varying degrees.
"Senior brother, help us quickly!——"
The three of them were fighting and retreating. The beautiful female disciple's sharp eyes caught sight of Yang Ji who suddenly appeared.
"Ah!"
Yang Ji smiled and came back to his senses. He held out two fingers and just pointed one, whoosh! The sword energy suddenly rose, and a rainbow light flew out from Yang Ji's waist, zigzagging around the three of them like lightning.
Soon it was back in Yang Ji's hands.
"alright."
Yang Ji stretched out his palm, caught the bloodthirsty sword, and said with a slight smile. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
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Chapter completed!