Chapter 582 Du Huangquan

Chu Lin clearly remembered that Zhao Mengdie once mentioned to him that in order to arrange the evacuation of the disciples of the Tianwu Sect, a senior brother from the Martial Arts Palace went to the rear alone, but was brutally murdered by the Lost Demon Realm.

"Yeah! Remember."

"That senior brother is Du Huangquan's biological brother." Zhao Mengdie squeezed her tender white hands and said in a deep voice.

"Senior Brother Du Huangquan was also a disciple of the Martial Arts Palace at the beginning. His seniority is higher than that of his sister. He is the oldest one among the disciples of the Tianwu Sect."

"It's just that after that incident, Senior Brother Du Huangquan's temperament changed drastically. At that time, the sect leader for the sake of the overall situation, forced to suppress the thoughts of revenge within the sect, but Senior Brother Du Huangquan has been overwhelmed by hatred, and he even made a move to rush in During the sect’s grand ceremony, he pointed at the sect leader and cursed in front of 100,000 people.”

"Later, Senior Brother Du Huangquan quietly left the Tianwu Sect after cultivating for several months. He would secretly attack members of the Lost Demon Realm every year. He is still listed on the wanted list of the Canglan Realm. He is ranked second on the wanted list!"

Chu Lin's eyes suddenly tightened, and then he realized the terror of Senior Brother Du Huangquan. He had fought to the death with Wang Qi, so he naturally understood the ferocity of those on the wanted list of Canglan Realm. Wang Qicai was only ranked fourth, eh Senior Brother Du Huangquan turned out to be second!

"In the pursuit of the Lost Demon Realm, Tianwuzong also secretly helped many times and helped Senior Brother Du Huangquan withstand many disasters. Otherwise, how could Senior Brother Du Huangquan escape from death again and again, but he may not know these things."

Zhao Mengdie pursed her lips, looking bloodless, "I can't blame my father for what happened back then."

Chu Lin nodded lightly. The decision of the leader of the Tianwuzong was of great importance. Every word and deed was related to the deaths of hundreds of thousands of people in the Tianwuzong. Although it is difficult to predict the scene of a fierce battle between the two interstellar forces, it can be easily predicted that there will definitely be casualties. Tragic and desolate life.

Back then, Senior Ye Xinghe, as a close disciple of the sect master, was treated as if he were his own son. Who could imagine how much he was suffering in his heart when he tried his best to suppress the anger of the Tianwu Sect.

"For more than ten years, Senior Brother Du Huangquan has been coming back to visit Tianwuzong."

Zhao Mengdie clenched her little hands, her dark eyes filled with uneasiness, "But he came back today."

Chu Lin frowned and thought, then his eyes flashed, and he suddenly said: "He is doing it for the Tianwuzong Competition!"

There was some bitterness in Zhao Mengdie's voice, "It should be said that he is training for the power of Canglan Realm after the Tianwuzong Competition!"

"The first place in the Tianwuzong competition, as the chief disciple, will become the commander of the Canglan Realm force trial. Senior Brother Du Huangquan returns this time, probably because he wants to use the power of Tianwuzong to take revenge on the Lost Demon Realm!"

Chu Lin took a deep breath, that's it.

"Senior Brother Du Huangquan has a surly temperament. If we follow his ideas, the Tianwuzong disciples will suffer heavy casualties."

Zhao Mengdie immediately thought of this ending, and the expression on his face was filled with sadness. This was the first time Chu Lin saw this lively and stubborn person showing such an expression.

Chu Lin was silent for a moment, then sighed and comforted himself: "Maybe. We are overthinking it. Maybe the other party does not have this intention."

Zhao Mengdie gritted her teeth and stared at Chu Lin with her big eyes, "Come with me, let's go see him!"

Chu Lin looked at Zhao Mengdie's dark eyes, with a hint of cowardice and pleading. He was also afraid of the fierce battle of strength that might be provoked, so he could only nod lightly, "Let's go and have a look."

Seeing Chu Lin respond, Zhao Mengdie's eyes flashed with gratitude, and then his figure shot out quickly, and Chu Lin immediately followed.

In front of the Tianwu Sect Hall, the shabby man carrying a broad sword finally reached the end of the stone stairs and finally arrived in front of the Tianwu Sect Hall. The square in front of the hall also calmed down from the uproar, and everyone looked at each other closely. Staring at this figure that was sealed in memory.

The man's eyes were stiff and numb, and he glanced dryly at the people in front of him. Without any expression, he simply raised his steps and continued to step inward.

As he approached, people spontaneously opened a path. Many older disciples looked at the figure, their mouths slightly opened, and an unspeakable complex look appeared on their faces.

Some young disciples wanted to shout, but were stared back with stern eyes by the senior brothers beside them.

The dilapidated man seemed to be aware of any strange atmosphere, and just walked forward. Then, his footsteps stopped, and a graceful girl appeared in front of him. His dry eyes finally showed some fluctuations.

"It's Mengdie. I haven't seen her for more than ten years. She is already a big girl."

The dilapidated man looked at the girl in front of him, his stiff face twitched slightly, and he quickly turned back into the nightmare of Gujing Wubo, with a hoarse and dry figure coming out of his throat.

Zhao Mengdie stepped forward gently and looked at the man with bloodstains in front of her. Her eyes were slightly sour. This gentle and generous person had turned into such a person.

"Senior Brother Du, you are finally back. We are all thinking about you." Resisting the glint in her eyes, Zhao Mengdie forced a forced smile on her face.

The shabby man looked at Zhao Mengdie, then shook his head lightly, "You have always been a smart girl, you know why I came back. Tell your sister, I will never show mercy in the Tianwuzong competition."

The dilapidated man's dry voice was extremely loud and impactful, and then he took steps and gently walked around Zhao Mengdie.

Zhao Mengdie's eyes suddenly turned red.

Chu Lin sighed softly when he saw this scene. Under the complicated gaze of thousands of lights, he stood up helplessly and walked gently to the front of the dilapidated man.

One of them was once a genius of the Wufa Palace, and now he is even more notorious in the entire Canglan Realm. The other is really a new genius of the Tianwu Sect with great reputation. Everyone regards him as the second Ye Xinghe.

Both of them are extremely outstanding and enterprising. In this tit-for-tat situation, one of them will inevitably be hurt.

Du Huangquan's footsteps also paused because of Chu Lin's sudden appearance. His eyes without any focus moved slightly, and then his eyes focused on Chu Lin.

Du Huangquan's indifferent face did not change because of Chu Lin. He looked directly at Chu Lin, and a magnificent momentum with a bloody smell slowly dissipated from his body.

Du Huangquan's aura was full of fierceness. This was the aura that he had slowly accumulated through years of life and death battles. For the Tianwu Sect disciples who had been quietly cultivating in the sect for many years, it was extremely intimidating. Many disciples with lower cultivation levels suddenly turned pale.

This Du Huangquan was a strong man who had stepped through a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​corpses. This kind of person was truly terrifying.