Chapter 582 Returning as a Boy

"If they died at the hands of these people, it wouldn't be [Xiao]!" Ink Chan said with a self-deprecating smile as if suddenly thinking of something.

The assassins just now were very powerful, but these people only caused her injuries, they couldn’t kill her in one blow, and against [Xiao] who was at the same level and might even be stronger, the consequences of these people would probably be too It's not as good as going there.

Guessing from this point, [Tianting] should have already attacked [Xiao], but there was nothing to gain.

"This [Heavenly Court] is not small!" Ruan Shizhi scratched his head and said with a confused expression.

At this moment, the situation in the Immortal Mansion was crazily stirred up by this assassination organization that came out of nowhere.

Time passed quickly, and more than twenty days had passed in a blink of an eye.

During this period of time, [Tianting]'s assassination did not stop, they continued to attack the top Tianjiao, and the entire Immortal Mansion was disturbed by their madness.

The monks at the lower level are better, because the people in [Heavenly Court] don't look down on them at all, which makes them feel more at ease than those powerful Tianjiao.

However, the assassination of [Heavenly Court] has not changed. The difference from the beginning is that they also attacked the monks in the Nascent Soul Stage!

It seems that what kind of monks are the strongest, they will choose these people to shoot, the stronger the people, the more interested they are, and the more they can become their assassination targets.

Such an approach made the reputation of this mysterious organization soar, and even overwhelmed the previously invincible terrorist organization [Xiao] at some levels.

And what makes everyone feel puzzled is that during the time when [Heavenly Court] was raging, the [Xiao] organization seemed to know nothing and disappeared completely. Basically, no one saw their traces anymore. Some people speculated It is because the people in the [Xiao] organization are afraid of being assassinated by the [Heavenly Court] and hid, and some people say that [Xiao] has been destroyed by the [Heavenly Court]...

Amidst the divergent opinions, the atmosphere in the Immortal Mansion became extremely dignified, especially those powerful arrogances. After the initial pride, they all started to group together and never dared to act alone. They were extremely afraid of the all-pervasive assassination of the [Heavenly Court].

The entrance to the Unnamed Canyon.

The people of Yijianzong are still guarding Taniguchi's position at this moment, and they have been here for almost a month.

"Eldest brother, that Lin Chuan and the step trainer have been in the valley for so long, and there is no sound at all, so they must have died inside!" A young man asked cautiously.

Zhao Zheng didn't speak, but narrowed his eyes and looked into the valley.

To be honest, he himself is not absolutely sure, in the valley, it is too quiet, so quiet that he feels that everything in it has returned to nothingness, and it is time for him to harvest.

But every time he had this kind of thought, he always felt inexplicably flustered and danger was approaching.

This kind of intuition made Zhao Zheng give up his plan to go into the valley to check again and again. He was afraid, afraid that Lin Chuan was not dead, and that Bu Lianshi was not dead. As long as any of these two people made a mistake If he didn't die, then it was Zhao Zheng who died.

"No hurry, let's wait!" Zhao Zheng finally said.

In fact, he could see that the Yijianzong disciples around were a little impatient. After all, this is the Immortal Mansion, and there are many opportunities waiting for them to search for, but they spent so much time doing useless work here. No one will be willing.

Before, Zhao Zheng could rely on his identity and strength as a big disciple to overwhelm these people and promise them many benefits, but a month will pass, and he also knows that everyone's patience is reaching its limit.

"We have detected it many times, and there should be no breath of life in it, which means that Lin Chuan is likely to have fallen. This is a good time for us to start!" A young man on the other side said unwillingly.

Zhao Zheng was about to speak, but at this moment his expression suddenly changed, and he looked out of the valley, where there was an extremely fierce aura approaching, a powerful and strange sword aura soaring up into the sky, with an indomitable aura, as if To cut everything in front of you.

"This... so powerful aura..."

"This sword energy... no matter how I feel, it is almost catching up with the suzerain of our One Sword Sect..."

"How is this possible... With the strength of the golden core, it can actually exude a sword energy comparable to that of an infant monk... Who is this here..."

Not only Zhao Zheng, but all the other One Sword Sect members around felt the terrifying sword energy.

And because everyone in Yijianzong is a sword cultivator, they are extremely sensitive to that kind of powerful sword energy. The aura of that person who has not yet shown up is so powerful that it has completely surpassed the limit of the golden core realm, which makes him Everyone, including Zhao Zheng, had a feeling that they only had when facing their suzerain.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Zhao Zheng knew that this time, he might not have the chance to enter the valley to collect Lin Chuan's inheritance, because the owner of the sword energy was coming towards the valley impartially. Although the speed was not fast, the kind of gradual The feeling of approaching is very obvious.

And I don't know why, this sword energy has a familiar feeling.

The figure of the young man in white walked in slowly, with a long sword on his back. He had a handsome appearance, calm eyes, and an inexplicable ethereal aura about him, which was extraordinary and natural.

He just walked over step by step like this, every step he took seemed to be just a random step, but the distance he crossed was completely beyond the reach of ordinary people.

As the young man approached, Zhao Zheng's mouth opened wider and wider, and at the same time, there was a hint of panic in his expression, and his knees softened, and he knelt down directly.

"Brother... disciple... Yijianzong..." Zhao Zheng, who was kneeling on the ground, trembled, and before he finished speaking, he saw the young man's clear eyes looking over. With a terrifying sharp sword, the light of the sword stands up to the sky, as if it is about to tear the sky into pieces. The aura soaring to the sky is like a moat between him and himself.

"roll!"

The young man said lightly, as if he was unwilling to say a word to the group of people in front of him, and even his gaze never fell on these people except for Zhao Zheng. Only the canyon, only the things there, That's what attracted him the most.

Hearing the word roll, Zhao Zheng didn't feel that it was wrong at all, and was even very pleasantly surprised in his heart. He didn't make any extra movements, and directly took all the people in his One Sword Sect to roll away smoothly.

"I'm coming!" The young man murmured in a young voice, then stepped out and headed in one direction, where the water pool was.

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