In the northern part of the Great Xia Dynasty, Canglang Mountain, there is a sect on the mountain with thousands of disciples, and there are endless streams of warriors coming to worship the mountain every day.
This is because the sect on the mountain is famous and upright, Qingfeng Sect, the sect master is extremely hospitable, and is willing to teach ordinary warriors, which attracts many martial arts seekers to come to visit.
And because the suzerain has a chivalrous heart, there are few thieves nearby, and people live and work in peace and contentment, the sect's reputation in this area is extremely loud.
But recently, because the suzerain faced the demon sect, the entire sect was in panic.
"Sovereign, you shouldn't kill Cyclops, he belongs to Mr. Xie." A gray-haired old man cried to the middle-aged man in front of him.
The middle-aged man was full of righteousness, and he snorted coldly, "I don't care who he is, if he does evil in my area, he deserves death."
"But Mr. Xie is a master of the Martial Emperor, we can't fight against him." The old man sighed.
The middle-aged man was a little worried, but he still said stubbornly, "Evil cannot prevail against good, and the evil master has committed many evils, so he will be punished."
The old man shook his head, he would be punished if he did many evils, then the world would be peaceful.
"I think it's better to seek help from other decent sects, otherwise it will be over when Mr. Xie comes."
At this moment, a loud noise sounded.
"It's not good, the Demon Sect is coming up, and they have ten Martial Kings leading the team."
Middle-aged people and old people faintly heard the shouts of the disciples.
A disciple ran over and said out of breath, "Zong... Sect Master, it's not good, the demon sect is coming up, we can't stand it."
"It's unreasonable." The middle-aged man picked up a big knife and walked out.
The warriors who were fighting against the Demon Sect outside saw the middle-aged man, their morale was shaken.
"The suzerain is here, the suzerain is here."
The middle-aged man glanced away, and his heart was burning with anger.
In such a short period of time, the demon gate had already hit the gate, and the disciples were killed and injured.
"You are the patriarch of the Qingfeng Sect, the one who killed Solo?" A big man with a huge scar on his face pointed at the middle-aged man with a big knife in his hand.
"Yes, it's me!" The middle-aged man puffed out his chest, "Flying solo, he committed crimes on my territory, and he will die badly. Just killing him like this is already taking advantage of him."
"How courageous!" The big man's face trembled, and the huge scar looked even more terrifying, "Brothers, this person is the one that Mr. Xie named to kill, kill him."
"Young Master Xie, I'm bah..." The middle-aged man spat and said disdainfully.
"It's unreasonable." Behind the big man with the scar on his face, there were nine burly men of similar size standing behind him, and they all held exactly the same big knife.
Wherever these ten big men stood, a strong aura gushed out from them, covering the entire Qingfengzong.
"They have ten Martial Kings, more than our sect's Martial Kings, what should we do?"
The disciples of the Qingfeng Sect were frightened and looked at the ten big men in despair.
There are only four Martial Kings in their Qingfeng Sect. Although the suzerain is powerful, it is already powerless to deal with two of them. Even if they can resist the master's six Martial Kings, what about the remaining four Martial Kings?
"Heaven perishes me, Qingfengzong." Seeing that the morale of the disciples was not high, the old man who came out with the master of Qingfengzong felt cold in his heart.
"Qingfengzong, don't worry, I will help you." A dark-skinned warrior rushed from a distance, and arrived at the battlefield in a short while.
"Qingfeng Sect, don't worry, they want to hurt the Sect Master, unless they step over my dead body." Another warrior came running forward, this person was wearing a white shirt, majestic.