Chapter 76

Thinking about it carefully, Lu Xingzhou knew the reason.

The elite powerhouses of the original Incense Burning Tower who came to attack the mountain this time, no matter who arranged it, would not continue to leave them here to preside over follow-up work; that would be tantamount to self-division.

Therefore, Shen Tang took them back for a meeting and arranged for others to station here. In this short gap of one or two days, this mountain was temporarily unmanned.

And the Commandery's Demon Suppression Division and the army happened to be overwhelmed by the demon case, so for a while, this place was a place no one managed.

There were residual resources here, and useful cultivator corpses, so the Corpse Yin Sect smelled the scent and came. Anyway, they would roll up and leave after one wave, and no one would know.

As a result, a large number of ordinary cultivators from nearby came to scavenge, and this led to a conflict.

Lu Xingzhou frowned and hesitated. If there were no such conflict and slaughter, he certainly wouldn't care, but in fact, this conflict had nothing to do with him. If it were before, he still wouldn't care; there was no need to conflict with fellow Daoists because of outsiders.

But I don't know why now, he kind of wanted to care.

I don't know if it's because he no longer considers himself part of the demonic path, or because someone's gentle eyes have melted his heart, and he can't stand these things at this time.

Besides, if he sits by and watches these, what was the suffering he endured in his childhood for? Does it count as letting others experience it too?

He only hesitated for a second before flying out in his wheelchair.

Dugu Qingli behind him opened her eyes, a slight smile in her eyes: "Master is right, whether one has a demonic heart is not determined by one's background."

In the ruins, a Corpse Yin Sect disciple was chasing a Dongjiang Commandery cultivator, grinning and about to kill him. Suddenly, his whole body went numb, a great force surged, and he was grabbed back from the air.

Turning his head, he saw a man sitting in a wheelchair pull him to his side, and then his voice spread throughout the field: "All stop."

The Corpse Yin Sect people were stunned, and soon gathered around. A person who seemed to be the leader came out from the crowd and sneered: "Setting up a stage? Who are you?"

Lu Xingzhou said lightly: "Lu Xingzhou of the Heaven-Walking Sword Sect. This is the place of my Heaven-Walking Sword Sect. Have you crossed the line?"

The Heaven-Walking Sword Sect now has some prestige, and the Corpse Yin Sect leader was a bit wary for a while. Their Corpse Yin Sect is a second-grade sect, but the Heaven-Walking Sword Sect was able to exterminate the third-grade sect, the Incense Burning Tower, so they are not to be trifled with.

However, the demonic path is the demonic path after all. If they really left in a dejected manner just because of one person and one sentence, how would they mix in the future?

The man soon sneered: "The Corpse Yin Sect is doing business, Your Excellency should avoid it. Seeing that you are the master of this place, we won't move you, but others have nothing to do with Your Excellency. Don't be nosy, lest you bring trouble upon yourself."

"Doing business on my territory, and asking me to avoid it?" Lu Xingzhou laughed dumbly: "How about this... the demonic path has the rules of the demonic path, it's very simple, you and I fight, if you lose, take your people and get out, and this matter will pass."

The rules of the demonic path are very simple, that is, fists speak. When both sides have a conflict, whoever is strong has the final say. Especially between two demonic paths, there are fewer sect conflicts. Everyone knows that they are rats in the gutter, and they can't even deal with the righteous path's encirclement and suppression, let alone the reason for fellow Daoists to fight to the death. One-on-one victory is a common situation.

The man looked at Lu Xingzhou with some surprise: "You are young, have you dealt with the demonic path?"

Lu Xingzhou smiled slightly and didn't answer.

The man sneered: "What if you lose?"

Lu Xingzhou said nonchalantly: "If I lose, this place will naturally be at your disposal."

The man looked at Lu Xingzhou and laughed loudly: "Then you get out!"

Before the words fell, a burst of yin energy had swept toward Lu Xingzhou.

Although he was only a small leader, he was also fifth grade, and this person was only sixth grade and lame, yet he dared to propose a one-on-one, it was simply laughable...

Before the thought even flashed, that group of yin energy had been pinched in Lu Xingzhou's hand, rubbed and rubbed into a ball, and then dissipated with a puff.

The man stared blankly.

Lu Xingzhou smiled slightly: "My turn?"

A white banner stood up, and the man's soul flew away: "Ten Thousand Soul Banner! Damn it, are you the demonic path or am I the demonic path!"

The degree to which the behavior of evil spirits and heretics is hated or feared is also different. The Corpse Yin Sect, which plays with corpses, is hated by gods and ghosts, while the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, which plays with souls, is even more disgusting than playing with corpses. It truly makes people unable to transcend, and even after death, they are detained and eternally tortured.

The resentful souls whistled, and the man ran away rolling and crawling.

However, Lu Xingzhou's resentful souls were not aimed at him at all. With the sound of ghosts crying and howling, they rushed toward a slender figure on the side who looked like a small minion.

The minion's hood covered her face, and she couldn't see her features, but in fact, she had already secretly condensed a spell in her hand, wanting to sneak attack. Seeing that Lu Xingzhou seemed to have been prepared, she couldn't help but "eh" and giggled.

Her right hand waved lightly, and the condensed spell suddenly erupted, easily dispersing the resentful souls: "Interesting... Judge before Yama Hall, really interesting."

The voice was charming and enchanting, as if scratching into one's heart.

The Corpse Yin Sect people were all stupid: "Who taught you that you can secretly sneak attack when the demonic path decides the outcome? Once it spreads out, how can my Corpse Yin Sect stand among fellow Daoists... No, who are you? Where did my subordinates get a woman?"

"That's because you're stupid." The minion giggled: "He's only one person. If he dies here, who knows what happened... don't you think so, Judge Lu?"

As the voice fell, a strange, decadent aura spread, and everyone present was in a trance, their bodies a bit hot.

"Fuck! Harlot Joy Sect!" The Corpse Yin Sect leader was simply furious: "Let's go!"

In the blink of an eye, the Corpse Yin Sect people were actually scared away by such a mere woman covered in a cloak whose face couldn't even be seen, and their legs ran faster than wheels.

If playing with corpses is hated by gods and ghosts, and playing with souls makes people fear and hate, then the Harlot Joy Sect makes people love and hate.

Controlling living people to be their dogs is hate; squeezing people dry and sucking them to death is hate... but if you are not a fish, how do you know their joy? How many people want to kneel on the ground and lick their feet, to be their dogs?

Regardless, the Corpse Yin Sect, which deals with corpses, definitely has no interest in this; it's better to go home and accompany the corpses.

"Judge, they are afraid of me." The figure chuckled: "What about you?"

Lu Xingzhou didn't speak, just drove the soul banner.

Just now, this guy definitely wanted to sneak attack him. Who would speak nicely to her... Dealing with the demonic path is most annoying with this kind of double-dealing, it's not as good as the Corpse Yin Sect people being straightforward, bad is bad. This woman is not only bad, but also wants to let the Corpse Yin Sect take the blame.

Black flames invaded silently. The woman didn't take it seriously at first and waved her hand, but as soon as she touched it, she immediately realized something was wrong. With a "boom," she retreated in embarrassment, and her cloak was burned away.

Revealing a face that was stunning and incomparably charming.

"When did the Harlot Joy Sect produce such a powerful direct descendant?" Lu Xingzhou seemed not to see it and remained unmoved, and the soul banner continued to drive.

"The Judge is really unromantic..." The woman's figure flashed, and she was already behind the wheelchair, her slender hand brushing toward the back of his head.

If brushed, the light would be dementia, and the heavy would be invaded by the sea of consciousness, becoming a puppet.

At this moment, sword light rose behind her, Dugu Qingli and the sword were one, shooting at her back like electricity.

"You fell into the trap, Saintess of Tianyao... I was waiting for you..." The woman giggled, her slender hand brushed backward, and pink mist spread instantly: "Really didn't expect, the cultivation of body like cold river, would actually take the initiative to attack because a man is in danger... Ha..."

The sword light and the mist stirred, instantly shattering. But Dugu Qingli's heart skipped a beat, secretly calling it bad.

This woman had been hiding her strength before, looking like a fifth or sixth grade, but only after this collision did she realize that she was actually a fourth grade!

She was indeed squatting for her!

Since she was deliberately squatting for her, this mist must be targeted... Dugu Qingli instantly closed all the pores on her body, but a little had already seeped in.

In an instant, her whole body became hot, and her deep blue eyes were a bit hazy.

How is this state a bit familiar... The secret technique of the Harlot Joy Sect, is it actually similar to Lu Xingzhou's wheelchair flipping?

"Frost Heaven Frozen Moon, stained with dust... If this glacier melts, I don't know if the spring water will overflow... Giggles..." The woman's slender hand pointed, stabbing directly at Dugu Qingli's brow.

She wanted to completely abolish this direct descendant of the Tianyao Holy Land! Even if she couldn't kill her, she had to make her cultivation stained with dust, and never make any progress again.

Dugu Qingli's seemingly hazy blue eyes suddenly changed.

That deep blue seemed to spread, even the whites of her eyes were blue, and the whole person looked like ten thousand years of black ice, with no human spirit.

"Swish!" The Frost Heaven Sword came out, and blood splashed.

The woman obviously didn't expect that Dugu Qingli, who looked like she had been hit, not only didn't weaken, but became three points stronger. This sword actually didn't dodge, and a smear of blood was picked out on her shoulder.

She covered her shoulder and retreated a step, realizing something: "Heh, closing the spirit platform, like reflecting the cold river... Your state cannot last, how many more breaths can you hold?"

Her body swirled, and she pinched Lu Xingzhou's throat: "If you want him to die, you continue."

Between the rabbit rising and the falcon falling, the whole battle situation was just a blink of an eye. Lu Xingzhou had just turned the wheelchair, and his throat was touched by a slender hand.

He didn't say a word and pushed his palms flat, directly bombing the opponent's lower abdomen.

Even if he was strangled to death, this blow could break the opponent's dantian.

The woman pressed with her left hand, resisting Lu Xingzhou's palms, and they collided with a bang.

Her left shoulder was injured, and at this time her strength was insufficient. She didn't expect Lu Xingzhou's yin and yang to rotate, and the spiral-like tricky energy could actually hold her in a stalemate.

No matter how many prerequisites, this is sixth grade against fourth grade! A look of incredible surprise flashed in the woman's eyes, and Dugu Qingli's sword behind her had attacked again.

The woman was about to dodge, but Lu Xingzhou's legs, which had been sitting in the wheelchair and seemed useless, suddenly kicked up from bottom to top, kicking between her legs without any fireworks.

The woman's eyeballs bulged, her body arched subconsciously, and Lu Xingzhou's palms pushing the lower abdomen seemed to touch something, trembling.

Before anything could react, Dugu Qingli's sword behind her had pierced her heart without a hair's breadth.

The woman only had time to dodge the vital parts, and didn't know what technique she used, disappearing instantly, and a cluster of blood fell in the air, blooming like a flower in the flying snow.

"Lu Xingzhou... I remember you... sooner or later one day, I will make you unable to live or die..." The coughing sound gradually went away, and I don't know where it went.

Dugu Qingli suddenly softened and fell downward. Lu Xingzhou hugged her quickly, and just as he was about to speak, the voice of the Corpse Yin Sect came from afar again: "Haha... the stinky woman is gone, it's our turn to pick up the leaks, right?"

Lu Xingzhou swallowed the words he wanted to say, hugged Dugu Qingli and ejected, jumping directly back into the Mysterious Magnetic Earth Veins, and sealed the cave entrance again.

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No more tonight.