The Legend of the Demon Hunter

Old Flint felt like he was going to the execution ground.

As a demon hunter who has lived for more than two hundred years and has one foot in the grave, death is not what he fears. What he cares about is the Xuanwu branch of the Demon Hunter Association behind him.

For more than two hundred years, he had witnessed the rise and fall of the Xuanwu branch. When he was young, he was full of vigor and determined to become the most powerful person in the Xuanwu branch. Now with the death of Qin Zhen, he finally realized his dream when he was young. It was a pity that he, the most powerful person, had become the only one in the blink of an eye.

Old Huojian gently stroked the demon hunter statue standing at the entrance of the association, on which were engraved the words "The demon hunter's heroic spirit is immortal."

Fate is unfortunate and the hero is old!

Old Huojian sighed softly, then walked towards the Colosseum.

Walking into the arena, there were many Red Lotus disciples wearing blue and yellow clothes sitting in the audience seats opposite. It seemed that they had only invited core members to participate in today's competition. In front of these people, there were three people wearing red robes who were very conspicuous. There were two men and one woman. The woman looked to be in her thirties and had a beautiful face. The two men looked very strange. One of them was fat and not as tall as the woman. He looked like a bulging ball. The other one was a bald monk. He held a Zen stick in his hand, but was wearing a Red Lotus robe, which looked out of place.

These three people are old rivals of Old Huojian. They are the three famous cardinals in Yuanwu City.

The woman in the red robe saw Old Huojian coming in, smiled contemptuously and said, "Senior Old Huojian, we said that as long as you hand over the Xuanwu Order and announce that the Demon Hunter Association will permanently withdraw from Yuanwu City, we will spare your life. It seems that you don't plan to do so."

Old Huojian snorted coldly, his tone was extremely resolute: "There are only Old Huojians who died in battle in the Xuanwu branch, and there are no Old Huojians who surrendered."

"What courage! What spirit!" The fat man suddenly sneered and said, "Old Huojian, even if you are sentimental, your disciples are not. Aren't you the only one standing here now? Where are the other members of your Xuanwu branch?"

This touched the wound of Old Huojian, and the corner of his mouth twitched, but he didn't respond. At the same time, he thought of the young man named Xiao Zhu who came to visit him at the association three days ago. They agreed to participate in the competition together, but he has not shown up until now. Did he lie to him?

Old Huojian thought of the platinum medal that the young man had taken out at that time. He had confirmed that the medal was real, otherwise he would not have trusted him so much and given him the Hidden Spirit Gu. Perhaps the young man realized that this trip was dangerous, so he backed out at the last minute!

In fact, Old Huojian didn't mean to blame him. After all, the young man still had a bright future, and there was no need for him to risk his life here. It was just that he used to think highly of him, but now he seemed to be just an ordinary person who was afraid of death.

Old Huojian turned around and found no one behind him, but there were hundreds of Red Lotus followers opposite him.

At this moment, another person walked in from outside. As soon as she appeared, she became the focus of everyone's attention, not for any other reason, but because she was wearing the red robe of the Red Lotus Sect.

A fourth cardinal?

Old Huojian was secretly shocked. What surprised him even more was that the cardinal was just a woman in her twenties, and she was very pretty and slim, and she didn't look like someone with a high level of cultivation.

The red-robed woman walked straight to the competition stage after entering the venue. Her meaning was very clear, she would be the one to compete in this competition. The three cardinals on the stage were indifferent to this scene. It was obvious that they had discussed this matter in advance.

Although Old Huojian was surprised, he did not stop, but walked straight to the competition stage. He stepped onto the competition stage and looked carefully at the red-robed woman not far away. The woman was younger than he thought, but he had never seen this red cardinal before. She should be a talent that the Red Lotus Sect has just cultivated in the past two years. Seeing the Red Lotus Sect's talents, Old Huojian thought of the withered Xuanwu branch and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Hey, she's just a hunting spirit. Can she really stand up to a hunting spirit like Old Huojian who has been famous for a long time?" Three cardinals were whispering in the audience. This sentence was said by the short and fat man.

"Don't worry, we have already told her the information about the opponent in detail. Since she dares to come on stage, she must be confident. Don't underestimate her soul hunting ability. According to the news from the Holy Maiden City, ordinary soul hunters may not be able to gain any benefits under her." The bald monk explained.

Despite what the bald monk said, the other two cardinals were still worried. They all came from the soul hunting world and understood deeply that the difference between soul hunting and spirit hunting was as vast as the difference between heaven and earth.

At this moment, a young man's voice suddenly came from the audience: "Senior Huojian, let me take on this opponent!"

The moment the voice sounded, Lao Huojian immediately recognized who it was. He turned around and saw Xiao Zhu standing behind him at some point. The strange thing was that Xiao Zhu was wearing a white mask, as if he didn't want others to recognize him.

Xiao Zhu's words also attracted the attention of the four cardinals, but when they used their perception to detect Xiao Zhu's strength, they found that there was no spiritual power fluctuation in this person. This was really weird!

Xiao Zhu walked onto the stage and said respectfully to Old Huojian, "Senior Huojian, please take a rest first. I can leave this to you."

Old Huojian nodded, turned around and walked down the competition stage. On the opposite side of the competition stage, the cardinal standing opposite looked at Xiao Zhu's mask and asked coldly: "Who are you? Why don't you dare to show your true face?"

"All you need to know is that I'm from the Demon Hunter Association." Xiao Zhu looked at the cardinal opposite and replied.

In fact, Xiao Zhu and the cardinal walked into the Colosseum almost at the same time, but everyone's attention was attracted by the cardinal and they ignored Xiao Zhu.

When Xiao Zhu saw the cardinal from afar, he recognized her at once. She was Lan Jiuyin, who had been defeated by him in the battle at Yanhui Peak.

With Yun Zhonghe's betrayal, Lan Jiuyin and other core disciples of Yanhui Peak disappeared. Now when they meet again, she has put on a red robe and become the cardinal of the Red Lotus Sect.

Combined with the information Xiao Zhu overheard last night, Lan Jiuyin must be the holy envoy from the Holy Maiden City. The identity of Yun Zhonghe is also obvious. He is the white-robed archbishop of the Red Lotus Sect!

Xiao Zhu turned his gaze to the three cardinals on the stage. Unexpectedly, he had seen one of them before. It was the bald monk. He was the evil monk Duan Liukou who had trapped Ning Zhiwan with a giant bell from Yanhui Peak.

From this point of view, Ning Zhiwan is most likely in the hands of the Red Lotus Cult. I just wonder if she is safe now?