Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

"No, I won't leave!" Xiao Tao cried, "I want to be with you!"

"Silly girl, you will only be a burden to me if you stay!" Zhang Ling said, "Go quickly and find..."

Before Zhang Ling could finish his words, the Blood Evil Cult leader attacked again.

"Want to leave? It's not that easy!"

The Blood Evil Cult leader slapped Xiao Tao with his palm.

"No!" Zhang Ling shouted and pushed Xiao Tao away.

He himself was hit on the back by the Blood Demon Leader.

"Puff!" Zhang Ling spat out blood again, fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

Xiao Tao looked at Zhang Ling lying in a pool of blood and cried out in despair.

The Blood Evil Sect Leader looked at the dying Zhang Ling and a ferocious smile appeared on his face.

"Finally... I finally got rid of you..."

He slowly walked up to Zhang Ling, raised his hand, and prepared to give Zhang Ling the final blow.

At this moment, something strange happened...

Just when the Blood Evil Sect Leader was about to succeed, a golden light fell from the sky and hit the Blood Evil Sect Leader right on the back.

"Ah!" The Blood Evil Cult Leader screamed, spit out blood, and flew backwards.

When the dust settled, a handsome middle-aged man in a golden robe appeared in front of everyone.

"Master!" Zhang Ling shouted weakly.

The person who came was Zhang Ling’s master, the leader of Xuantian Sect - Zhenren Xuanyang.

Master Xuan Yang walked up to Zhang Ling, checked his injuries, and his face suddenly turned gloomy.

"What a vicious palm technique! It actually hurt your heart meridian!"

He took out a pill from his arms and fed it to Zhang Ling.

"Ling'er, just relax and take care of your breathing. Leave this to me."

Zhang Ling nodded, sat down cross-legged, and began to practice qigong to heal his injuries.

Master Xuan Yang stood up and looked at the Blood Evil Sect Leader with cold eyes.

"Old Blood Demon, you actually dared to hurt my disciple. Today, I will enforce justice on behalf of the heavens!"

The Blood Evil Cult Leader struggled to stand up, his face pale and his breathing disordered.

"Xuan... Old Xuan Yang... Why... Why are you here?"

"Humph! You have committed many evil deeds and everyone is entitled to punish you. How can I just sit back and watch?"

"Even if...even if you come, so what? I...I have already taken the Blood Demon Disintegration Pill...Even if I die...I will take you with me!"

The Blood Evil Sect Leader acted like a madman and rushed towards Master Xuanyang again.

Master Xuan Yang snorted coldly and slapped out with his palm.

"Unbelievable!"

With a loud bang, the Blood Evil Cult Leader was knocked away again and fell heavily to the ground, dying.

“You…you…” The Blood Evil Sect Leader pointed at True Man Xuanyang, his eyes filled with unwillingness and resentment.

"What do you mean by 'I'? Evil heretics like you deserve to be killed by everyone!"

Master Xuan Yang walked towards the Blood Evil Sect Leader step by step, and every step seemed to be stepping on his heart, making him feel suffocatingly fearful.

"No...don't kill me...I...I can tell you a secret..."

"Secret? Humph! What secrets do you have?"

"It's... it's about... about your apprentice..."

Master Xuan Yang stopped and frowned slightly.

"My apprentice? What do you mean?"

"You...your apprentice...he...he is not an ordinary person..."

The Blood Evil Cult leader spoke intermittently, his tone full of fear and mystery.

"He...he has...a powerful force..."

"What power?"

"I... I don't know... but this power... is very evil... very scary..."

The Blood Evil Cult Leader's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared completely.

True Man Xuan Yang looked at the Blood Evil Sect Leader who died with his eyes open and fell into deep thought.

The words of the Blood Demon Cult Leader made him feel uneasy.

Is it true that his apprentice Zhang Ling is not an ordinary person?

Is there really an evil force hidden in him?

If this is true, what consequences will it bring?

Master Xuanyang couldn't imagine it.

He walked to Zhang Ling and looked at his apprentice who was recovering from his injuries, his heart filled with worry and confusion.

Zhang Ling slowly opened his eyes and saw his master standing beside him, a smile appeared on his face.

"Master, I'm fine."

"As long as it's okay, it'll be okay."

Master Xuan Yang forced himself to smile, but his heart was filled with heaviness.

He didn't know whether he should believe what the Blood Demon Cult Leader said.

But he knew he had to find out the truth.

For his apprentice and for the entire martial arts world.

"Ling'er, come with me. I have something to ask you."

Master Xuanyang brought Zhang Ling back to Xuantian Sect.

Along the way, he was observing Zhang Ling, trying to find any clues from him.

But Zhang Ling looked the same as usual, nothing unusual happened.

After returning to Xuantian Sect, Master Xuanyang took Zhang Ling to his secret room.

"Ling'er, tell me honestly, are you hiding any secrets from me?"

Zhang Ling was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

"No, Master, I haven't hidden anything from you."

Master Xuan Yang looked into Zhang Ling's eyes, trying to see if he was lying.

But Zhang Ling's eyes were clear and firm, without any sign of abnormality.

"Really do not have?"

"Really do not have."

Master Xuan Yang sighed, he knew that he couldn't get anything out of him.

"Well, since you don't want to say it, I won't force you."

He paused and continued.

"But, Ling'er, you have to remember that no matter what happens, Master will always be by your side."

Zhang Ling looked at his master, his heart filled with emotion.

"Thank you, Master."

"Okay, you go down and rest."

Zhang Ling left the secret room, but Master Xuan Yang fell into deep thought.

He always felt that something was wrong.

The words of the Blood Demon Sect Leader before his death kept echoing in his mind.

"Your apprentice... he is not an ordinary person... he has an evil power..."

Could it be...could it be that what the Blood Demon Sect Leader said was true?

The more Master Xuanyang thought about it, the more uneasy he felt.

He decided to investigate the matter secretly and must not let any potential danger threaten his apprentice and the entire martial arts world.

At the same time, Zhang Ling returned to his room.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes, and began to practice.

However, soon after he entered into meditation, a powerful force suddenly surged into his body.

This power, filled with evil and destruction, made him feel extremely terrified.

"What...what is this?"

Zhang Ling opened his eyes in horror and found that his body was changing.

His skin turned a strange dark red, his nails became sharp, and his eyes turned blood red.

He felt his consciousness being gradually devoured, and a strong desire to kill spread in his heart.

"no, do not want…"

Zhang Ling tried desperately to resist this force, but he was powerless.

He felt like a lone boat, drifting in the storm and in danger of being swallowed up at any time.

Just then, a voice suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Submit... Submit to me... You will gain supreme power..."

This voice was full of temptation and bewitching, causing Zhang Ling's will to begin to waver.

"No...I can't...I can't surrender..."

Zhang Ling fought with all his might, but he felt himself getting weaker and weaker.

"Submit... Surrender..."

The voice became louder and louder, more and more alluring.

Zhang Ling's consciousness began to blur, and a blood-red world appeared before his eyes.

In this world, he saw countless corpses and heard countless wailings.

He felt like a demon, enjoying the thrill of killing.

"Submit..."

The voice sounded again, and this time, Zhang Ling could no longer resist.

He slowly closed his eyes, allowing the evil force to devour his consciousness.

In Master Xuan Yang's secret room, he suddenly felt a palpitation.

"not good!"

He stood up suddenly and rushed out of the secret room.

"Ling'er! Ling'er!"

Master Xuan Yang was calling out Zhang Ling's name frantically, his heart filled with an ominous premonition.

At this moment, a suffocating evil aura was emanating from Zhang Ling's room...

Just when the Blood Evil Sect Leader was about to succeed, a golden light fell from the sky and hit the Blood Evil Sect Leader right on the back.

"Ah!" The Blood Evil Cult Leader screamed, spit out blood, and flew backwards.

Amid the flying dust, an old man in a golden robe slowly landed.

The old man had white hair and a youthful face, looking like an immortal. In his hand he held a golden sword, which radiated a dazzling light.

"Master...Master?!" Zhang Ling opened his eyes weakly and looked at the old man in front of him with an expression of disbelief on his face.

The person who came was Zhang Ling’s master, the head of Xuantian Sect, Lingxiao Zhenren.

"Ling'er, you have suffered." Master Ling Xiao walked to Zhang Ling and helped him up.

"Master, why...why are you here?" Zhang Ling asked weakly.

"Master calculated with his fingers and predicted that you would be in trouble today, so he came here specially to save you." Ling Xiao Zhenren said.

He turned to look at the Blood Demon Leader who was lying on the ground, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Old Blood Demon, you have committed many evil deeds. Today, I will enforce justice on behalf of Heaven and kill you!"

The Blood Evil Cult leader struggled to stand up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with resentment.

“Old Ling Xiao, you… don’t be so proud! Even if you kill me today, my Blood Demon Sect will not let you go!”

"Hmph! You still dare to be stubborn even when death is imminent!" Master Ling Xiao snorted coldly and raised the golden sword in his hand.

"Today, I will let you see what real swordsmanship is!"

After saying that, Ling Xiao Zhenren's figure flashed, turned into a golden light, and attacked the Blood Evil Leader.

Although the Blood Evil Sect Leader was seriously injured, he is, after all, a giant in the magic world who has been famous for many years, and his strength should not be underestimated.

He took a deep breath, brandished the Blood Evil Knife in his hand, and fought with Master Ling Xiao.

For a moment, swords flashed and knife energy was everywhere, and the two men fought to a standstill.

Xiao Tao was watching with fear and trepidation from the side. Although she did not know martial arts, she could tell that the intensity of this battle was far beyond any battle she had ever seen.

Although Zhang Ling was seriously injured, he forced himself to sit up and watch the battle.

He knew that the outcome of this battle would determine his life or death, as well as the fate of the entire martial arts world.

The battle between Ling Xiao Zhenren and Xue Sha Sect Leader lasted for a long time. Both of them used all their skills and every move was deadly.

In the end, Master Lingxiao gradually gained the upper hand with his profound skills and exquisite swordsmanship.

"Old Bloody Demon, your doom has come!" Ling Xiao Zhenren shouted and thrust out the golden sword in his hand.

This sword contained Ling Xiao's lifelong skills and was extremely powerful.

The Blood Evil Cult leader was unable to dodge and was pierced through the chest by the golden sword.