Where is the Lord of Jiange?

This question is actually not just the Demon Cult to pay attention to.

Everyone in the world is curious.

Based on Ying Qingqing's statement and the gains from his own intelligence network, the Magic Cult can be basically confirmed at present that the Pavilion Master did not recuperate in Jiange, but did not return home after going out.

But where he went is currently a mystery.

The person who is most likely to know the answer is undoubtedly his personal disciples, the Five Heroes of Stone Jing of Jiange, Nie Hua and others.

After hearing Chen Chuhua's words, Nie Hua was so angry that he laughed: "Your Highness is not crazy, you are crazy!"

Chen Chuhua said lightly: "I advise you two gentlemen to think about it seriously."

"Demon Immortal, you are really crazy. Don't say that we don't know where the master is. If we know, how could we reveal it to you?" Nie Hua looked fearless: "We brothers are dead here. In the future, our master will kill you to avenge us. Let's see if the Demon Emperor can put you in his pocket and watch you!"

Chen Chuhua said calmly: "A person cannot be resurrected when he dies. Even if the Sword Emperor has the ability to kill me, he has no ability to bring you two back to life, let alone..."

She smiled slightly.

"You cooperate honestly, not only will you avoid the pain of punishment, but you will also have the opportunity to save Mr. Fourth's life. He has lost an arm. You won't think that he has lost his life, right?"

After capturing Jie Xingming, Zhang Tianheng and other demon sected experts also questioned one after another.

However, Jie Xingmang's mouth was really tight, and the people in the Demon Cult have not gained much.

But now the situation is different.

Nie Hua and Shi Jing and others have their bones that are not necessarily softer than Jie Xingmang, and their mouths are not necessarily softer than Jie Xingmang.

But now they are two or three people falling into the clutches together.

Concerns about each other may become a fragile breakthrough.

Nie Hua stared at Chen Chuhua tightly and let out a long sigh.

"mean!"

Chen Chuhua had an extra folding fan in his hand, and then spread it out and swelled gently: "Mr. Third, I just said that if I don't do it, I try not to do it."

Having said that, Shi Jing and Nie Hua would never dare to underestimate her.

Like Wang Qiyi, Chen Chuhua is both at the twelfth level of martial arts and at the warm level of cultivation.

But the previous scene is still vivid in my mind.

One punch.

One knife.

One palm.

With three moves, Wang Qiyi was defeated and could only let him slaughter.

Even at the first punch, the ending was already destined.

That punch was the Nine Dragon Emperor Fist transformed by the magical power of the Senluo.

While seriously injuring Wang Qiyi's body, he also made him feel unstable.

In a hurry, the fight was against the Kowloon Emperor Fist.

As a result, the Guanghan Knife, a style of the Taiyin scripture, was welcomed.

A slight difference can lead to a thousand miles of mistakes.

The result is a complete failure.

It seems that Chen Chuhua used tricks and plotted to attack.

But if it really fights head-on, Wang Qiyi is not his opponent either.

At best, you can try to escape and not be beaten to death on the spot.

Now, it was Shi Jing's turn, and Nie Hua and the others faced the enemy.

"My mentor makes us wait. If you want us to betray him, you dream!" Nie Hua said loudly: "As for the fourth junior brother, with his temper, when he woke up and knew that we surrendered because of him, the first thing was to cut off our heads with his own hands, and then die in a fierce battle, and use him to threaten us. You made the wrong plan!"

Shi Jing, who had been silent on the side, shouted at the same time: "Senior Brother Third, go!"

A sword suddenly appeared in his left hand.

The sword light flashed, and first pointed at Xiao Yuntian who vaguely intercepted Nie Hua's way.

Xiao Yuntian's body turned into a flowing wind, and his body flashed.

Who knew that as soon as the stone mirror and sword light moved, it followed.

Moreover, the sword light came first, as if he had predicted Xiao Yuntian's movement trajectory early.

Xiao Yuntian was forced to dodge again.

He didn't flash, as if he had actively hit the sword light of Shi Jing.

But this flash made way for Nie Hua.

Nie Hua rose up with his sword, turned into a rainbow and soared into the sky.

At the end of the Changhong, the stone mirror was also wrapped around.

Stone mirrors set out swords one after another.

The sword light pointed at Zhang Tianheng, Vajra and Elder Mingjing respectively.

Every sword seemed to defeat the enemy first, and attack the enemy would be rescued, forcing everyone in the Demon Cult to stop.

Chen Chuhua watched this scene and was very leisurely.

"What a sword of wisdom." She exclaimed faintly. At the same time, her white jade-like hand clenched into a fist and punched it out in the air.

In the void, light and shadow condense and manifest, and a Buddha was born in an instant!

The Buddha pinched a fist seal and hit the long rainbow transformed by the sword light in the air.

Seeing this, Elder Mingjing looked slightly complicated.

Shi Jing took a deep breath.

One of his most difficult opponents to deal with is the unique skills of Qingliang Temple and the Mahayana Bodhi Bodhi Bodhi.

Bodhi has no trees, and a mirror is not a platform. There is nothing originally, so where can dust be caused?

With one punch, it was empty in the eyes of the stone mirror, as if there were no flaws and weaknesses to be found.

Although it is transformed by the magical powers of all things, it has already gained the essence of it.

Shi Jing believes that Chen Chuhua's Mahayana Bodhi Fist must have flaws.

However, there is a gap in the cultivation level between the two sides, and it is difficult for him to capture the flaws in Chen Chuhua's boxing techniques in a short period of time.

There is no way to attack the enemy and rescue him.

In the end, I could only watch the Buddha punching in the sky, hitting the sword light like a rainbow.

The sword light shattered immediately.

The rainbow clouds disappeared instantly.

Both Shi Jing and Nie Hua were left behind.

Only a little slower than this, other demon sect masters have already surrounded him again.

Chen Chuhua was like walking in the garden, and the Mahayana Bodhi fist suppressed the stone mirror.

Then……

The white palm stands like a knife.

Unpredictably, he slashed at Nie Hua with one sword.

The sword intent, like the moonlight of the water, seemed to be faster than lightning.

Nie Hua, who was resisting the siege of Xiao Yuntian and Vajra, was already in a difficult situation. At this time, he was attacked by a Martial King of the 12th realm. How could he avoid it?

He was immediately hit hard and blood splattered in the sky.

"No need to continue?"

Chen Chuhua seemed to be nothing, took a step back and stopped taking action.

Nie Hua snorted coldly: "Dream, you can only get one corpse from me..."

While he was talking, his vest suddenly became numb.

Nie Hua turned his head hard and looked at his junior brother behind him in disbelief.

Shi Jing looked tired: "Third Senior Brother, I have already caused the fourth Senior Brother to lose one arm. I don't want him to lose his life again, nor do I want you to have something to do. This time, it's still my responsibility to be eliminated. All the mistakes are attributed to me."

"………………” Nie Hua glared at his junior brother: "Coward! Stupid!"

The two fingers of Shi Jing stood together like a sword, and a few light taps in the air.

Nie Hua's eyes closed and his voice disappeared.
To be continued...