"Cough cough cough …" Cough cough cough … "

Very quickly, Xiao Leng climbed out from within. But the current Xiao Leng did not have the peerless elegance of a top grade Sword Cultivator, his clothes were tattered, his face was in a mess, and he was covered in blood, a beggar even worse than him!

The Sword Cultivator was different from body cultivators. Although her attack power was no longer strong, and could be considered the best amongst the same level, the Body, however, was very weak. Forget about being compared to the body cultivators that had a human form, even if it was stronger, it was weaker, it could be said to be much more fragile than spirit cultivators of the same level!

"Humph!" You also have this day! "

"Retribution! This is retribution! "

"You dare to act so arrogantly in front of us, now you must regret it!"

Looking at how arrogant Xiao Leng was just now, acting like a god, crushing his own group, in the blink of an eye, he had fallen to such a state, the anger in the hearts of Chu Bingxin and the others were relieved. B, You must have kicked an iron board. Our Liyang City is not that easy to mess with.

"Half-step Martial Lord … No... "No, it's a real Ancestor Martial Marquis. How could it be like this, how could it be like this …" But at this moment, Xiao Leng could no longer care about the ear-piercing ridicule from the Chu Family people, he did not even dare to resent them. Other than the fear in his eyes, there was only terror, and terror! He was a Eighth Empyrean Martial Master who had nurtured the death sword for a hundred years. The Death Sword Intent was close to the Great Achievement Stage, and just by relying on his mental strength, he was able to suppress the Death Sword Intent that he had bitterly cultivated. This was definitely not something that Half-step Martial Lord could do!

In the next moment …

"Senior, spare me, junior is willing to apologize, willing to apologize …" He did not want to die, he really did not want to die. He had only lived past a hundred years, even if his cultivation did not increase anymore in the future, he still had a hundred years old Longevity, how could he have died so young?!

Almost at the same time, a wave of resentment began to rise in his heart, it was hatred towards the Sect and intelligence department. The bastards of the intelligence department, all of them should be sentenced to an extreme punishment, this is what you call a soft egg, even if you want to scam others, you shouldn't do it this way, why can't you all be blind?

"I gave you a chance, but you didn't appreciate it. Now, you are willing to apologize. Where did you go!" An extremely cold voice came from all directions.

"Senior, this junior knows his wrongs, I know my wrongs. This junior is the sixth elder of the Windy Sword Sect, I hope senior can forgive this junior for the sake of this junior's master!"

"What?" he is actually the Sixth Elder of the Windy Sword Sect? " Upon hearing this, Chu Bingxin's delicate body immediately trembled, although her Windy Sword Sect was not like the nine great Sect, which shook the entire empire thirty-six lines, but in the one and only acre of the Xianglong County, she was still like a thunderclap, her prestige was outstanding, and even the strongest power amongst them, the clan with the strongest Liyang City, was far from being a match for her, as her sect's experts were like the clouds, and her expert was like the rain. Just her High Level Martial Master alone exceeded the number of her hands, and there were rumours that Sword Immortal s were also present!

At this moment …

A voice filled with contempt sounded from all four directions, "Windy Sword Sect? "What the heck is this? I've never even heard of it before!"

"What?"

Xiao Leng had thought that if he brought out his master, the mysterious Martial Marquis would definitely give him some face with his Sect. He had never thought that he would actually receive such a promise, and very quickly, a trace of anger surged up in his heart. In his mind, that mysterious Martial Marquis was only pretending to be ignorant when thinking about it, as the number one sword sect in the Xianglong County, from the Xianglong County to the Xianglong County, from the clan's Ancestor s, to the common people, who didn't know about their Windy Sword Sect!

How could he know that Yang Fan wasn't even from the Xianglong County? Until now, this was indeed the first time he had heard of their Windy Sword Sect, and honestly speaking, other than the nine great Sect, what other sect could enter his eyes?!

"There's nothing else to say, so you should just obediently leave!"

Ah!" No... "Don't, senior, don't kill me, don't kill me …" Now was not the time for him to be angry. Suddenly, a hint of determination flashed across his eyes, which had a hint of blood in them. He gritted his teeth and said, "Senior, the fact is that a hundred years ago, our Clear Wind Sword Sect … "I have already secretly surrendered to the Iron Sword Sect …

This matter, on and off the Windy Sword Sect, was only known to the sect master and the elders, and was their greatest secret. But, in this moment of life and death, Xiao Leng couldn't care so much about all this, the sky was big and the earth was big, not as big as his own life!

"What?" Your Windy Sword Sect dropped a hundred years ago? " Chu Bingxin was shocked, no one knew about this matter.

However, very quickly, a hint of understanding flashed across her beautiful face. No wonder the Windy Sword Sect had developed so quickly over the past few years, to the point where it even seemed to be able to support the various major powers of the Xianglong County in just a short hundred years. A hundred years ago, the Windy Sword Sect was only a small third-rate sword sect, and the sect's most powerful expert was also just a low level Martial Master.

In the next moment …

Chu Bingxin's heart froze for a moment, "The Windy Sword Sect have always been a secret, the intentions behind it probably aren't small …"

At this moment …

"Is that all? "Then let's go!" That hoarse and ancient voice once again swept over. However, it was vaguely mixed with a chill that would cause one to shiver from the depths of one's soul.

Xiao Leng was fine if he did not mention Iron Sword Sect, but speaking of Iron Sword Sect would only make Yang Fan want to kill him even more. A month ago, it was the Heavenly Sword of Iron Sword Sect that caused all sorts of trouble, incited discord, and schemed against him. Within Demon Spirit Secret Realm, it was also the people from their Iron Sword Sect that pulled out their swords against him first, wanting to use his head to exchange for a high reward.

Ah!" "How can this be …

This was completely not how the script acted. Was he not afraid of offending Iron Sword Sect? It had to be known that Iron Sword Sect was the number one Sect in the west, and was ranked among the top three steadily even within the nine great Sect. On the surface, there were already twelve Sword Immortal of the Martial Marquis s.

"I didn't hear it clearly. It must be because I didn't hear it clearly …" After self-consoling for a while, Xiao Leng once again said, "Senior, this junior is a disciple of Iron Sword Sect …"

"This reputed one does not have any hearing problems, so what if it is a Iron Sword Sect disciple? Others are afraid of your Iron Sword Sect, this reputed one is not afraid!" That hoarse voice faintly contained a trace of impatience, "Enough!" Junior, go to hell to repent! "

Within the Demon Spirit Secret Realm, were the number of Iron Sword Sect disciples killed by Yang Fan still few? Even their number one evildoer in Iron Sword Sect, the Divine Sword Wushuang, who had the name of Iron Sword Sect in the future, had died under his hands.

"Front …" Senior, have mercy, have mercy … This junior knows my wrongs, and I really know my wrongs … "

At this moment, Xiao Leng finally understood that this mysterious Ancestor Martial Marquis was really not afraid of the Iron Sword Sect behind him.

Suddenly, Xiao Leng's cries stopped.

The next moment …

"Rumble!"

A resplendent firework bloomed …