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The twelve Ghostly Fiends crawled up from the ground, their hearts filled with fear for Chi Feng. One of them said, "Sir, your martial arts are powerful. The twelve of us don't have the ability to chase you away. The two of you should go and stay."

One of the 12 Ghostly Fiends said: "If they are the helpers that Chen Shao Chong invited, then we shouldn't fight this battle anymore and just admit defeat."

"The one who challenged you was Chen Shaochong?" Ye Wen Han repeated. He thought to himself: Chen Shaochong is already the Great Elder of the Hua Shan Sect, so of course he has the ability to make the whole town leave temporarily. It's just that he hasn't set foot in the martial arts world for more than twenty years, what is the enmity between him and these twelve ghost fiends?

"Yes."

"Everyone, don't worry." Ye Mo Han comforted them. It was really a coincidence for the two of us to be here. We will definitely not interfere in the battle between you and Chen Shaochong. "

Ye Mo knew that if he directly asked them what grudges Chen Shaochong had, these twelve people definitely wouldn't say it. He also felt that the twelve of them were no match for Chen Shaochong, so he decided to stay and watch. He took the opportunity to understand the grudge between these thirteen people. Moreover, the purpose of his trip with Chi Feng was to warn Chen Shaochong to be careful of Zhang Qingwu. This time, it would be best if he met Chen Shaochong far away from the Hua Shan Sect.

The agreement between the Twelve Ghost Fiends and Chen Shaochong was set at midnight. The reason why the twelve players arrived so early was obviously to get familiar with the terrain in advance and to observe for any ambushes. After all, the twelve people couldn't see, so they could increase their chances of winning by making preparations. The twelve of them did not eat or drink, and they just stood at the end of the street, waiting for Chen Shaochong, just like before Ye Han and Chi Feng came. Ye Mo and Chi Feng found an inn and took some meat to eat.

Time was approaching, and it was a moonless night.

The moonless streets were quieter than if it were day. The twelve Ghostly Fiends stood there without moving, just like twelve statues. They were terrifying and terrifying in the dark. After Ye Mo and Chi Feng had eaten their fill, they found a place where they could hide and clearly see the twelve people. The fourteen people were silently waiting for Chen Shaochong's arrival. However, if Chen Shaochong was in the Hua Shan Sect, with a distance of five hundred li, would he be able to make it? Did Zhang Qingwu know of his agreement with the Twelve Demonic Ghosts? The question in Ye Mo Han's heart was dispelled by the distant sound of the horse's hooves. Because of the silence of the night, the hooves of a horse sounded especially loud.

It was a white horse with a man dressed in white on it. He had white hair and a thin face. It was none other than Chen Shaochong.

One of the 12 ghosts said, "Chen Shaochong, you really did come alone with your word."

"Twelve Fiends." "Hm?" Chen Shaochong felt a little helpless. I have tolerated you twelve brothers time and time again. Four years ago, I only removed your eyes. Yet, you still come and bother me again. Today, I will give you all another chance to live. Now, leave and never bother me again. "

Eight years ago, Chen Shaochong had gotten the twelve ghost fiends' eyes. Could it be that the twelve ghost fiends directly went to the Hua Shan Sect to find Chen Shaochong? Ye Chanhan had even more doubts. It seemed like the enmity between them and Chen Shaochong was deep. The Twelve Ghost Fiends had trained hard for four years before they came back to look for Chen Shaochong. What kind of hatred could cause Chen Shaochong to make a move and take their eyes away?

Ye Mo Han knew that the twelve people would not leave, and the twelve people had their eyes destroyed in order to fight with Chen Shaochong again. Ye Mo Han knew that the twelve people would not leave, but how could they leave just because of Chen Shaochong's words?

No matter what the world turned into, there would always be a kind of human existence. They did not fear the strength of others, and even when they were small, they still wanted to use their eggs to fight against a rock. Just like a moth flying into a flame, just for a moment of light. The Twelve Ghost Fiends were precisely this kind of people.

Chen Shaochong casually pulled out a sword from the horse he was riding. It was a soft sword that emitted a humming sound. The so called Hundred Refinement Steel was like a twister. Forging this kind of sword required a certain amount of effort, and practicing this type of sword required a lot of hard work. Of course, anyone who could use this kind of sword technique would definitely have a good sword technique. Ye Chanhan could tell that Chen Shaochong definitely spent more time on this sword than he did on Liang Rufeng.

"Your master fell due to this sword that year." Chen Shaochong's index finger and middle finger pinched the tip of his sword. For your twelve good disciples to be killed by this sword can be considered an honor. "

I avenge my Master. Ye Wen had a bad premonition.

One of the Twelve Ghost Fiends said, "Chen Shaochong, the twelve of us aren't here to grind with you."

Another person said, "The Twelve Ghost Fiends have never had a master. We only feel that senior Liang is a loyal man. If he were to fall into your sword, do you dare to say that you don't have the slightest bit of deceit?"

It was not too different from Ye Shuihan's expectations. Liang Rufeng once said that Liang Aotian was plotted against four years ago, and died a month later. From the looks of it, it seems to be Chen Shaotian's underhand? But why didn't Liang AoTian tell Liang Rufeng before he died? Was he worried that he wouldn't be able to beat Chen Shaochong?

"The two of us have competed for half our lives, we should have already decided who would win and who would lose." "Chen Shaochong did not directly answer the Twelve Demonic Ghosts." Otherwise, after he died for such a long time, how could few people in the martial arts world know that even his nephew didn't come to find me for revenge? Do you know why? "

"What?" Senior Liang died? " The twelve Ghostly Fiends did not dare to believe it.

If it were not for the fact that Ye Mo Han had long since gone to find Liang AoTian and heard the news of his death, he would have been like the Twelve Ghost Fiends, not believing Chen Shaozhong's words.

"You guys actually didn't even know about AoTian's death." Chen Shaochong sneered in disdain. Then why did you guys want to go to Mount Hua to fight me four years ago?

"That's right." The twelve Fiends said in unison.

One of them took a step forward and said with a stern voice, "I saw for myself that you two had a draw. Then, together, you guys talked about something. Suddenly, you pulled out a flexible sword from your waist and stabbed it into Senior Liang's back."

From the narration, Ye Mo Han vaguely saw the situation of the decisive battle between Chen Shaochong and Liang AoTian. If what the Twelve Ghost Fiends said was true, then Chen Shaochong's actions were indeed rather despicable. However, after being plotted against, Liangao Tianlang did not immediately die. What made him hide these things? Ye Chanhan felt that there must be something very attractive in between. After hearing this, Ye Jianhan also had some suspicions towards Chen Shaochong. He had originally come to remind Chen Shaochong that Zhang Qingwu was on the dike. From the looks of it, Chen Shaochong had the time and suspicion to kill Zhang Yiming. As the Great Elder, he could also use Zhang Qingwu to get rid of Li Zhi Xiang and Chu Li's saddles.

"Liang AoTian did die after being stabbed by my sword that had been poisoned. But until his death, he did not say anything, and did not let the people of the martial world know. How could the twelve of you know the secret behind all this? " There was indeed a secret. What could cause a top martial arts cultivator to use his life to hide this matter?

"Despicable." Upon hearing Chen Shaotian admitting that the sword was poisoned, the 12 Demons shouted in unison. His steps were orderly and his iron rod was sonorous. He had already surrounded Chen Shaochong in the center.

Under the influence of the twelve people, the metal rod, along with the long rope tied around the twelve Fiends' waists, displayed an unparalleled might. The sound of the night sky shook the earth.

Ding!" The sound dragged a long time. It was the sound of the iron rod in the hands of the twelve Fiends colliding with Chen Shaochong's flexible sword. Sparks flew in all directions. Under the weak light, Ye Mo could clearly see that when Chen Shaochong and the twelve Ghostly Fiends attacked together, he had dodged the rope and attacked with his sword. The point hit was only three inches away from the hands of the twelve demons. That sword was too fast, so fast that Ye Mo Han could not see the sword at all, thinking that Chen Shaochong had nothing in his hand. Even the sound of the clashing weapon was only one sound.

Chen Shaochong's sword was indeed very fast. Ye Mo Han felt a chill in his heart. He could already see that Rufeng's sword art was not as good as his. If he fought with Chen Shaochong's sword, the speed and power of his sword would be something he couldn't withstand.