Chapter 524 The Golden Envoy

Tie Kaicheng has been back in Chenzhou for more than ten days. In addition to visiting Master Tianming and practicing martial arts behind closed doors, he also took Sun Xingyu and Li Zhenzhen out for a walk.

Sun Xingyu's origins are mysterious and she is wearing a veil, so not many people know her.

But Li Zhenzhen is known as the Rakshasa Fairy. She is the direct descendant of Emei in the present era and is almost the next generation of the head of Emei. Many people in the world know her.

So the news that she is having an affair with the head of the Red Flag Escort Agency, Tie Zong, is not a secret. Many people in the world know about it and have spread it.

In this way, the Demon Cult can naturally get the news, so it attracts two golden-robed messengers.

"Li Zhenzhen! Tie Kaicheng!"

"Huh? Saint?"

The two not only saw Li Zhenzhen and Tie Kaicheng, but also Sun Xingyu.

"Saint, why are you here?"

"The leader has been looking for you for a long time and wants you to return to the Divine Religion immediately."

"Now the Divine Religion and the Central Plains Wulin have deep grievances. You will be in danger in the Central Plains."

"Did these two dogs and bitches catch you? Saint, don't worry, we can immediately twist off their heads and hang them outside the gate of the Red Flag Escort Agency to give the Central Plains Wulin a little shock."

"The Central Plains Wulin are very fragile and timid. It's actually very easy to scare them."

The two golden-robed envoys didn't care whether Sun Xingyu had any secret plans or not. They immediately revealed Sun Xingyu's identity and then approached Tie Kaicheng and Li Zhenzhen aggressively.

To put it bluntly, they didn't respect Sun Xingyu, nor did they take Tie Kaicheng and the others seriously. They always looked down on the Central Plains Wulin with a high-handed mentality.

Sun Xingyu's face was ashen and he said nothing.

Li Zhenzhen looked at Sun Xingyu with amusement and raised his eyebrows mockingly.

Sun Xingyu couldn't help but say, "These two people are the sons of the leader of the Demon Cult, and the direct descendants of Young Master Tian Xiao."

As a large sect with thousands of people, the Demon Cult naturally has many factions. Although the Demon Cult leader's martial arts suppressed the contemporary world and everyone surrendered on the surface, the internal factions still have their own little tricks.

Jinshi, Yinlong and Tieyan couple have long been dissatisfied with the strict rules of the Demon Cult and have rebelled. After being seen by Sun Xingyu, they formed a group.

There is another group, headed by the son of the Demon Cult leader, most of whom are the Golden Emissaries of the Demon Cult, fantasizing that they can become elders after he ascends to the position of leader.

The last group is to respect the Demon Cult leader in everything, but this group of people is the smallest, because the Demon Cult leader is cold and ruthless, and never treats everyone equally. Most people actually respect and fear him, and only a few such as Tongtuo truly love him.

Since these two people are the direct descendants of Young Master Tian Xiao, they naturally don't get along well with the future Tianmei Palace Master.

They thought that Sun Xingyu was lurking around Tie Kaicheng and Li Zhenzhen for some other purpose, so they shouted directly, intending to destroy him.

The golden-clad messenger on the left was nine feet tall, as thin as a bamboo pole, with wide sleeves and empty hands. He seemed to have no weapons, but in those seemingly empty sleeves, a Leiguweng gold hammer could be hidden.

The golden-clad messenger on the right was not a dwarf, but he was less than five feet tall, and behind him was a saber that was taller than others.

Tie Kaicheng narrowed his eyes, "Longxi Heavenly King Sword? You have also joined the Demon Cult?"

"Good eyesight." The short man chuckled, "I will also split you in half later, and I will never let you feel any pain. I will give you the way to die under the divine sword of the Divine Cult."

The tall man looked at Li Zhenzhen, with a trace of cruelty in his eyes, "In this case, this woman is mine. I want others to be unable to recognize her from her appearance."

Li Zhenzhen showed a charming smile and reached out to hold the hilt of the sword on the table, "I also want to experience how powerful the golden-robed messenger of the Demon Cult is?"

The tall man waved his sleeves and directly rolled up a gust of wind, then the whole person opened his arms, almost blocking most of Li Zhenzhen's way, and then stretched out his hands from his sleeves, and each of his left and right hands had an extra strange weapon.

A short-handled mace in the right hand and a semicircular sharp shield in the left hand

One attack and one defense, he is tall and has good light skills, which makes it difficult for Li Zhenzhen to move. He is the nemesis of Emei swordsmanship, not to mention that his real martial arts is not inferior to Li Zhenzhen.

Li Zhenzhen was at a disadvantage after just a few moves. His face was ugly and he had to sigh. He was worthy of being the golden messenger of the Demon Sect. No wonder they dared to offend Sun Xingyu, because they really had the confidence to brag.

If Tie Kaicheng hadn't been here, he might have started to think of ways to escape.

While the tall man was suppressing Li Zhenzhen, the short man was staring at Tie Kaicheng with a smile, "I heard that you killed Mo Feiyan, the leader of the ten famous swordsmen in Jiangnan, with one sword a few days ago?"

"Not bad." Tie Kaicheng nodded.

The short man shook his head, "You can kill him with one sword, Mo Feiyan is exaggerating, it seems that Jiangnan martial arts is not very good, and that Tianzun organization should not be a powerful thing..."

"By analogy, Xie Xiaofeng and Yan Shisan were praised to the sky, it should be your Zhongyuan martial arts self-praise, right?" The short man laughed and joked.

Tie Kaicheng, "..."

"Clang——"

While Tie Kaicheng was speechless and stunned, the short man drew his sword in an instant.

I don't know how he pulled out a saber that was longer than his own. After a crisp sound, the blade of the saber was already above Tie Kaicheng's head.

Although he talked a lot of nonsense, his sword was not slow at all.

Tie Kaicheng's eyes flashed. The martial arts of this golden-robed messenger far surpassed the successor of the Longxi Heavenly King Sword in the world of "The Sentimental Swordsman and the Ruthless Sword", and he was strong enough to be listed in the top ten of the weapon list.

If he was still You Longsheng, he would definitely try his best, but at this time...

Tie Kaicheng didn't even draw his sword. He waved his sleeves, waved his hands, and pushed away the opponent's thunderous force to split Huashan, and then rushed forward.

"Wudang Flowing Cloud Flying Sleeves?"

The short man's pupils shrank and he wanted to retreat, but Tie Kaicheng still held his arm. He just wanted to shake it off, and then he found that his entire left arm could not move.

"This is not Wudang's 72-way grappling hand, what kind of martial arts is this?" The short man retreated while waving the saber to distance himself.

Tie Kaicheng didn't care and stopped immediately.

"Good eyesight, this is indeed not the 72-move small grappling technique, but another kind of strange grappling technique." Tie Kaicheng said leisurely, "The name is very nice, called Ruyi Orchid Hand."

The short man pulled away and gently supported his left hand with his right hand holding the knife, intending to connect the joints, but as soon as he touched, his face suddenly turned extremely pale.

Tie Kaicheng nodded, "You feel it well, your left arm is already useless."