Quick Wear Beauty

Chapter 104: The Herbalist is Charming (One Hundred and One)

Murong Feng once again felt how powerless he was in the face of death!

He could only watch as the Sword Master stabbed him with his sword with a murderous look on his face!

suddenly!

A short blade shot straight towards the fake sword master, piercing his right wrist and causing his movement to pause.

Before he could react, a sharp weapon pierced his heart from behind, blood spurted out of his mouth, and he fell to the ground with his eyes wide open, without even having time to look back to see who killed him!

The fake swordsman died with his eyes open!

This commotion has temporarily calmed the agitated people. They looked at the people above and wondered what was going on.

Murong Feng looked at the dead man on the ground and felt a cold sweat coming out of his body. He cursed himself: Murong Feng, Murong Feng, how many times have you experienced life and death? How can you still be so useless! Calm down! Calm down! Calm down!

"Alliance leader, are you okay?"

Murong Feng: "I'm fine. Thank you Uncle Meng and Brother Richard for saving my life."

Murong Feng: "Why aren't you poisoned? Why would Senior Sword Saint suddenly want to kill me?"

Meng Yi was wiping the blood off his sword with a handkerchief. He looked up and smiled when he heard this.

Meng Yi: "That's because we were prepared and took the antidote in advance."

Someone questioned, "But why did you kill Senior Sword Saint directly? He was your master, how could you do such an ungrateful thing?"

Meng Yi sneered, half-crouched on the ground, fumbled on the fake sword master's face for a moment, tore off a layer of fake skin, and held it in his hand.

Meng Yi: "That's because this Sword Saint is fake! The real Sword Saint was killed a year ago!"

This statement caused an uproar. If they were not unable to move, everyone would have rushed over to see what was going on.

"You, why do you know this?"

Meng Yi calmly took out a handkerchief, which was the handkerchief Li Li used to remove paint. He wiped his face clean with the handkerchief, revealing his original face.

Murong Feng: "Meng Yi! So you've been here for a long time! I was wondering why you haven't shown up yet! You've been hiding a lot of things from me!"

Meng Yi: "You just gave a false alarm."

Meng Yi: "Everyone, a year ago, the people from the Thunder Tiger Hall colluded with the Demon Cult to kill Senior Sword Saint. Before he died, Senior passed on the Seven Sword Techniques to me. As a result, I was hunted down several times and fell off a cliff. Fortunately, God had a good eye and let Meng Yi escape. He also discovered that a fake Sword Saint had appeared in the martial arts world and had murdered Song Yasheng, the head of the Song family. Fortunately, I arrived in time to save him."

Meng Yi: "Now the fake Sword Saint wants to kill the new leader, just to throw us into chaos."

"This...it turns out that the disappearance of Young Master Meng was caused by the Thunder Tiger Hall and the Demon Cult!"

"The Thunder Tiger Hall is indeed colluding with the Demon Cult!"

"Is this fake Sword Saint a member of the Demonic Cult? Could the signal flare be notifying the Demonic Cult?"

"The Demonic Cult? With those ruthless people here, is there any hope for us to survive? They won't stop until they have wiped us out completely."

"Hahahahaha, I didn't expect you, Meng Yi, to live so long! No wonder I always feel like there's a pair of eyes watching me in secret. What's the matter? Are you, the noble and upright people, scared? It's not too late to kneel down and beg for mercy now!"

A red sedan descended from the sky, with thin gauze fluttering in the wind, allowing one to easily see the enchanting witch in red inside.

"I am Luo Zi, the leader of the Demonic Cult. Are you all satisfied with the welcome gift I have prepared for you?"

A soft laugh floated out from the sedan chair, causing the people from the White Lotus Sect and the Emei Sect to look at it coldly.

Luo Zi slowly got out of the sedan chair, and the people from the Demon Cult surrounded everyone from the outside.

"Are you Meng Yi? You're quite handsome! If I had known you looked like this, why would I have hunted you down? I should have just taken you back to the Demon Cult and made you my protector."

The woman threw him a seductive glance, but Meng Yi was completely unmoved.

Meng Yi: "I don't know when the leader of the Demon Cult became so afraid of seeing people that he needed the Great Protector to conceal his identity. All the benefits are his, and all the hatred is yours."

"Oh, what are you talking about? I, Luo Zixing, will never change my name or surname. I am the leader of the Demon Cult!"

Luo Zi looked at Meng Yi with a threatening look in his eyes.

Meng Yi smiled, and before Luo Zi could react, the sword was already on her neck.

"You! Your speed! How is it possible?" Luo Zi looked up at Meng Yi in surprise.

Meng Yi: "Great Protector, your biggest mistake is underestimating the enemy."

Meng Yi: "Look, can you still move?"