Evil Master and Disciple

Screams continued to ring out at the foot of Xiaoyao Peak.

Liu Shiheng arranged more than a dozen patrol teams at the foot of the mountain, and all of them were slaughtered in just half a cup of tea.

The terrifying thing is that these disciples died before they even saw the shadow of the enemy.

Dark shadows kept coming out from the surroundings, and there were quite a few of them.

These people were all wearing the black clothing of the cult.

Some people wore loose black robes. They were masters of the demon sect's elder generation.

They were like strolling in their own back garden, not taking the Xiaoyao Sword Sect in front of them seriously at all.

When they see a disciple of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect who is not yet dead, they will gently give him another blow to help him relieve the pain in time.

Nearly a hundred masters of the Demon Sect were divided into more than a dozen teams, and they began to fly towards the mountain from all directions.

You can occasionally meet disciples of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect along the way.

Unfortunately, most of these disciples who were deployed to patrol and guard the foot of the mountain and the mountainside have not reached the level of flying.

They are no match for these evil cult villains at all.

Listening to the occasional sounds of fighting and screams, Liu Shiheng looked as pale as death.

Isn't there only one person?

Why are there sounds of fighting coming from all directions of Xiaoyao Peak?

If it is just one person, even if the opponent is at the celestial realm, he will at least be able to fight.

But now it seems that I have been deceived.

The other party was not just one person, but a large group of people.

This is not something the Xiaoyao Sword Sect can handle.

Liu Shiheng said, "Immediately recall all disciples patrolling the periphery, and send a call for help to all factions in Qinglong Mountain!"

At this moment, Liu Shiheng calmed down.

A series of formal rescue processes began.

However, a black light curtain suddenly fell from the sky, directly covering the not-so-big Xiaoyao Peak.

The elder beside him said, "Master, send out a distress signal!"

Liu Shiheng quickly took out a spiritual sound mirror from his arms, but no matter how he urged it, the spiritual sound mirror could not be connected.

Liu Shiheng looked at the black light curtain and said with gritted teeth, "It's the Demon Cult's illusory barrier!"

"Sect Master Liu has a really good eye!"

A man's voice came faintly from the sky.

Liu Shiheng and others looked up.

But then I saw a handsome young man in black clothes, waving a folding fan, slowly falling from the sky.

The folding fan was very strange. The fan surface turned into a beautiful flower at one moment and a bleeding skull at another.

"Ghost Face Fan?"

Liu Shiheng's expression suddenly changed, and he cried out in a lost voice, "You...you are Feng Tianyu of the Eclipse Moon Sect?"

Feng Tianyu smiled and said, "Just call me Master Yu. I like people calling me that!"

The disciples of Xiaoyao Sword Sect were in an uproar.

They didn't expect that the one who attacked Xiaoyao Sword Sect tonight was actually a master of the Demon Sect!

Liu Shiheng was also a little confused at this moment.

He shouted, "Master Yu, what's the point of this tonight? My Xiaoyao Sword Sect is just a small, righteous sect. There's no need for you to take action personally."

Feng Tianyu smiled and said, "Sect Master Liu is quite self-aware. He knows that Xiaoyao Sword Sect is just a small, insignificant sect. It's a pity that you know you are weak, so why do you still want to get involved in things that don't belong to you?

Hand over the things, and perhaps I can spare your life tonight."

"What...what?"

Liu Shiheng seemed a little guilty.

He understood the purpose of these evil sect members' night attack on Xiaoyao Sword Sect.

But something is wrong. Isn’t the wronged soul from thirteen years ago here to seek revenge?

Could it be that I guessed wrong?

But why did the disfigured man in the bamboo hat talk about the blood debt thirteen years ago?

At this time, Master Ming Tuoba Gu fell from the sky and hung in mid-air.

Sixteen red bone fragments slowly rotated around his body.

Liu Shiheng's expression changed again.

"Dripping Bone? Are you Master Ming Tuoba Bone?"

Tuoba Gu laughed and said, "Isn't this quite perceptive? Why are you pretending to be ignorant when you know the truth? An hour ago, we destroyed Zhenglong Temple. Sect Leader Liu should know what we want, right?

This is a rare treasure of our Holy Sect that has been lost for hundreds of years. I don't care how you got it. If you hand it over now, I will spare your life. Otherwise, I will wipe out your entire Xiaoyao Sword Sect."

"Okay, I'll pay it."

Liu Shiheng knew that he had no room for bargaining at all.

If he didn't hand over that thing tonight, not only would he die, but the Xiaoyao Sword Sect would also be uprooted by these evil cult members.

"What you want is not with me, but in the secret room of my house. Please wait a moment, I will go and get it."

"Hahahaha, Sect Master Liu, you better move faster! Your Xiaoyao Sword Sect only has a few hundred disciples, and over a hundred have already died. If you delay any further, even more people will die!"

The clear laughter of the Holy Lady Lingyin rang out.

Then, he flew over from the east with the Poison Master Yu Xin Gu, the Blood Master Zuo Muqiu, and the Ghost Master Lu Hanya.

When Liu Shiheng saw these people, he no longer felt strange.

Since Young Master Yu and Young Master Ming have already appeared here, then Saint Lady Lingyin and the other three young masters will most likely appear as well.

Liu Shiheng didn't say any more nonsense and immediately turned around and walked into his room.

He simply didn't have the courage to fight to the death with these evil cult villains.

The disciples of the Demon Sect didn't care about all this. Nearly a hundred masters of the Demon Sect had gathered from all directions and compressed more than three hundred disciples of the Xiaoyao Sword Sect into a square not far away.

The two sides are fighting.

But the Xiaoyao Sword Sect only has a few elders who are still able to fight against the more than ten disciples in the Guiyuan Realm.

The other disciples’ cultivation is too low.

This was a completely one-sided massacre.

Liu Shiheng's room is very big, with a living room in the front, a study in the middle, and a bedroom at the back.

Liu Shiheng rushed into the bedroom and activated a mechanism, and a part of the wall suddenly collapsed.

It turned out to be a secret room.

Liu Shiheng did not notice that on the beam sat a young man wearing a conical hat and with half of his face disfigured.

The young man in the bamboo hat chewed his beloved peanuts and muttered to himself, "For me to sneak into a grown man's room is not only embarrassing, but also disgusting! I must stay away from this old man from now on, otherwise he will trick me again!"

He peeled the last peanut in his hand and put it into his mouth. The man in the bamboo hat silently fell from the beam and walked into Liu Shiheng's secret room.

Walking silently through a dark passage, the young man in the bamboo hat came to a secret room.

There are some bookshelves and some magic weapons.

The young man in the bamboo hat was speechless. Xiaoyao Sword Sect was a sect of cultivation, and these things could be put into a storage magic weapon. But Liu Shiheng was imitating ordinary people and set up a secret room in his room.

No wonder our ancestors didn’t do it themselves.

Because Liu Shiheng didn't carry anything important with him at all.

Liu Shiheng was so distracted at the moment that he didn't notice that a young man had entered the secret room.

He quickly opened a box and took out a fragment of ancient jade.

He was sure that this was what the Demon Cult members were looking for.

This object is part of the jade sundial instrument.

Just as he was about to go out, he suddenly saw a young man wearing a bamboo hat, leaning against the rock wall at the exit of the secret room, peeling peanuts.