After Situ Hao heard the conversation between the master of the Ghost Cave and the elders on the side of the cliff and the abyss, he was always looking forward to the attack of the master of the Ghost Cave.
Situ Hao did not have any clear awareness of the sects surrounding Fengyun Sword Sect, but he guessed that Ghost Spirit Cave should not be too far from Fengyun Sword Sect.
The last time the Ghost Spirit Cave attacked, it was just a few disciples. Due to Situ Hao's intervention, all the Ghost Spirit Cave disciples were scared away and a catastrophe for Fengyun Sword Sect was resolved. However, it was precisely this that caused
The sect master and the two elders coveted the techniques he learned, which almost cost him his life.
If Ghost Spirit Cave can destroy Fengyun Sword Sect in one fell swoop this time, it will be their retribution.
Situ Hao knew that the people from the Ghost Spirit Cave were about to attack Fengyun Sword Sect, so he lurked in the front building of Fengyun Sword Sect no matter day or night, even turning a blind eye while sleeping.
situation.
He wanted to witness Ghost Spirit Cave's second attack on Fengyun Sword Sect.
Situ Hao's efforts were all in vain.
Ghost Spirit Cave launched an attack on Fengyun Sword Sect on the third day, but they didn't come to sneak attack at night, they came blatantly during the day.
This morning, the weather was very good, with blue waves and a sun hanging in the sky.
Situ Hao, in the form of a small flying insect, was lying on the landmark building outside the gate of Fengyun Sword Sect to bask in the sun, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of sixty or seventy people flying in the sky in front of Fengyun Sword Sect.
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The spots were flying closer and closer, and the human figures became clearer and clearer. Soon, they landed on the vast field in front of the Fengyun Sword Sect's gate.
Among the more than sixty people, except for three old men who looked relatively normal, the rest were as thin as tuberculosis ghosts.
The three old men were the same three people that Situ Hao saw on the side of the cliff and the abyss that night.
In front of the Jianzong gate, there are four disciples on duty.
When they saw dozens of people flying in the sky, one of the Sword Sect disciples had already rushed into the Fengyun Sword Sect and reported them as quickly as possible.
"Everyone, if you come to Fengyun Sword Sect, is there anything going on?"
"Jie Jie Jie..." A burst of sinister laughter came from the mouth of a white-faced and extremely thin boy: "Why, I almost killed you last time, and you forgot so soon?"
The white-faced boy was the boy who led the people from the Ghost Spirit Cave to Fengyun Sword Sect that day.
"Hmph, last time you took advantage of the emptiness of our Sword Sect to show off your evil ways. This time, all the masters of our Sword Sect have returned. Are we still afraid of you?" One of the gatekeeper disciples snorted and said sternly.
The gatekeeper disciple's words fell, and the white-faced boy smiled coldly, revealing his full mouth of white teeth. A skull-shaped handpiece with a faint black aura immediately appeared in his hand, and flew out like lightning, heading towards the sword sect disciple.
Shoot to the chest.
The Jian Sect disciples on duty were shocked, kicked off the ground with both feet, and jumped into the sky.
The skull-headed cane gained momentum and pursued directly.
The disciple of the Sword Sect saw the enemy's weapon coming towards his chest. There was no place to rely on in the air, and his own light body skills were not at the point where he could operate freely. He could only fly up the long sword in his hand and strike hard at the skull cane.
"Bang——"
In the crisp sound, the sword of the Sword Sect disciple flew out of his hand, and screams were heard. A stream of blood spurted out. The skull cane pierced the body of the Sword Sect disciple in the chest, drawing a beautiful line in the air.
With a slightly dark arc, it flew back into the hands of the white-faced boy.
"boom--"
The corpse of the disciple on duty fell heavily to the ground.
"Those who speak harsh words should be killed," the white-faced boy said coldly.
"Younger, don't make mistakes in front of grandpa." Standing beside the three old men, a middle-aged man who looked relatively strong looked at the white-faced boy and shouted sternly.
After the white-faced boy drank this, he immediately lowered his head, like a child who had done something wrong.
As the master of the Ghost Spirit Cave, the sinister old man glanced at the white-faced boy and smiled kindly: "Wu'er, Cheng'er is not wrong. Anyone who talks harshly should indeed be killed. You don't have to blame him too much."
"Yes, daddy." The middle-aged man said respectfully.
The white-faced boy received the cave master's approval. His lowered head suddenly straightened up, looking so proud that his father's mouth almost became angry.
At this moment, more than eighty inner disciples of the Sword Sect ran toward the gate, led by Chu Tianbo and Shangguan Feiyun.