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The 12 Demonic Ghosts were hit by Chen Shaotian's sword, they only felt their arms go numb. The long rope at his waist was flung out and a series of whooshing sounds could be heard. It was extremely enchanting as it danced around like a long whip that wrapped around Chen Shaochong.

The rope was soft, but the sword was even softer.

Chen Shaochong's flexible sword twisted and turned, wrapping around a long rope. At the same time, two of them were on the left, two on the right, and two from the front. The remaining two were pointed at Chen Shaochong's head, while the remaining two were aimed at the top of Chen Shaochong's head. Although the 12 Demons were blind, when it came to fighting, they were sometimes even stronger than normal people. Chen Shaochong drew back his flexible sword, the edge of the sword had already cut off that length of rope. At this moment, the twelve metal rods arrived at almost the same time. Almost every single one of them was able to heavily injure Chen Shaochong. Especially the two on top, they were able to directly take Chen Shaochong's life.

Ye Wen coldly thought to himself. This is bad, he began to worry about the Twelve Demonic Ghosts.

They only saw Chen Shaochong suddenly throw the flexible sword upwards, leaving the flexible sword in Chen Shaochong's hand as if it had a mind of its own, and follow the two iron rods to coil around it. The two ghost fiends that were attacking from above felt a sharp aura. They wanted to withdraw their weapons, but they couldn't move. The eight iron rods on the left and right only touched Chen Shaochong's clothes at this moment, but they could not move forward in the slightest. The thirteen people were surrounded by white mist, as if a fog had suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Ye Mo Han understood. That was because Chen Shaochong had used his strong inner force to block the attacks of the Twelve Ghost Fiends. Logically speaking, using inner force to block the weapons should not be a problem, but that was when both sides were on a huge difference in strength, and the 12 Demonic Ghosts were quite strong, especially when 12 people were working together. Although Ye Mo Han could win against them, he would at least be stronger than them for a thousand moves. And if Chen Shaochong was able to block the attacks of the twelve people in one go, then winning would be as easy as flipping his palm. If it was really like this, then Chen Shaochong's cultivation was on par with Chi Feng.

Two miserable cries could be heard. The soft sword had already pierced the hands of the two ghost fiends. The two of them had no choice but to let go of their iron rods. When the other ten heard the miserable cries, they instantly linked their minds and simultaneously threw away the weapons in their hands. Once again forming a circle around the injured two, the twelve people made contact with the person next to them with one hand. Waves of inner strength flowed through the twelve people's arms, quickly forming a white ball of light, enveloping Chen Shaochong within. The twelve people simultaneously used their other hands to attack that light ball with their palms. Under the force of the ball of light, it turned from a circle into a long shape.

Within the ball of light, Chen Shaochong's hair floated in the wind as he used his palm strength. The long ball of light expanded into a circle, and the twelve iron rods and the flexible sword danced around him. It was a spectacular sight. The 12 Ghostly Fiends used all of their strength. Under the protection of the sphere of light, the 12 of them turned deathly pale and beads of sweat dripped down their foreheads. As for Chen Shaochong, his expression was the same as ever. At this point, the outcome of the battle was clear to everyone. However, when it came to competing with inner strength, how could it be stopped so easily? The twelve swarthy iron rods and one soft sword flew faster and faster under the stimulation of the thirteen people's inner strength, finally turning into twelve black lines and a white line. The ball of light was compressed into an oval shape. The metal rod and the soft sword wantonly moved around Chen Shaochong, but were unable to harm him in the slightest. The 12 ghost faces were like golden paper, at this moment, they were truly as their names suggested.

"As expected of Chen Shaochong." If he wasn't afraid of others saying he was taking advantage of Chen Shaochong, Chi Feng would have immediately gone down to compete with him.

"Are the twelve evil spirits really going to become ghosts?" Ye Wen felt extremely regretful. However, he also understood that unless Chen Shaochong showed mercy, no one could save twelve people. This was because the twelve Ghostly Fiends had used up all the power in their bodies. Even if they won, they would suffer losses on both sides. The Twelve Ghost Fiends clearly knew that they were no match for Chen Shaochong, so they gathered all of their power in an attempt to suppress Chen Shaochong. But unexpectedly, they were all under his control. Although this kind of fighting method wasn't as if they were going to perish together, it was still similar to Lu Mingjie's Soul Return to the Source Spirit.

A rumbling sound like that of thunder could be heard, and waves of light quickly spread to both sides of the street. The things that came into contact with this light were likely to be destroyed at any moment. The originally tidy street instantly turned into a mess. When the light wave arrived in front of Ye Han and Chi Feng, both of them lightly slapped their palms to dissipate the power. Then, he heard the sound of a person's body falling to the ground. There were twelve sounds in total, and Ye Mo Han knew that this was the Twelve Demonic Ghosts. Twelve people fell around Chen Shaochong. Each of them had an iron rod stuck in their throats, and the twelve people didn't even have the chance to make a sound.

That loud sound was naturally the result of Chen Shaochong using his hard work to counterattack when the light ball stopped being squeezed. The backlash was very strong and overbearing, directly dispersing the 12 Ghosts Demon. At the same time, Chen Shaotian's body was like a ghost, stabbing out the 12 iron rods one by one, all piercing into the 12 Ghosts Demon's throat which had no way of resisting. The process from the counterattack to killing all twelve of them was completed before the sound even faded away. Even Ye Chanhan did not see how Chen Shaochong had used the 12 Ghost Demon Weapons to kill himself.

The night was quiet again. Chen Shaochong had already left. He knew that on the second day, there would be someone who would deal with these corpses. However, did he think that there would still be Ye Mo Han and Chi Feng, who were watching by the side?

"Are you still worried for Chen Shaochong?" Chi Feng looked at the corpses on the ground and asked Ye Mo Han.

"I hope we didn't make this trip in vain." Ye Wen Han gazed in the direction of Mount Hua, his eyes faintly uneasy.

"Of course we won't be running for nothing. If Zhang Qingwu doesn't make a move on Chen Shaochong, then this old man will have a match with him." Chi Feng rubbed his fists together. His fighting spirit did not match up to his age at all. Some people lost their will to fight at such a young age and spent their days drinking and dreaming. Some people would be full of fighting spirit at the very last moment. Perhaps the essential difference between these people was in their hearts. If the heart is old, then the person will be weak.

Ye Chanhan was more concerned about the reason why AoTian would remain silent after being plotted against by Chen Shaochong, and why he would not let the world know of his death. Was the secret related to the Jade Pavilion? Things are getting more and more confusing, the situation of spinning cocoons, cold leaf how to do?

"Although Chen Shaotian's martial arts is strong, his inner force is not like yours." Ye Chanhan was not flattering Chi Feng, but speaking the truth. Up until now, Chi Feng was the person with the highest martial arts skills, and his internal energy was unrivalled.

"However, I still wish to compete with him. I am unwilling to kill even these twelve ghost fiends, yet he mercilessly killed them all. "I want to see whether Chi Feng is ruthless, or Chen Shaozhong is ruthless!" Chi Feng thought Ye Mo Han was trying to dissuade him from fighting with Chen Shaozhong.

"It seems like we have to be more careful when we go to Hua Shan this time. We can't let anyone discover us, especially Zhang Qingwu and Chen Shaochong." Ye Mo Han smiled bitterly and changed the topic.

"Are you trying to find out if Yang Ao Tian and Chen Shaochong are related to the current Jade Pavilion?" Chi Feng immediately told Ye Mo Han what he was thinking. The current Chi Feng was also very troubled. After all, the three words "Emerald Pavilion" was his first name. How could he have known that after being locked up for so many years, things would change. The current Jade Pavilion was extremely secretive, and was more than a hundred times stronger than the one he had created back then. If the Jade Pavilion had really been created by Ye Mo Han, he would be very happy, but not only was the Jade Pavilion not created by Ye Mo Han, he and Ye Mo Han were also under his control. Chi Feng's vexation gradually turned into anger, and he quietly accumulated them. He was afraid that the next time he fought someone, he would completely erupt.

"Liang AoTian's death is definitely not that simple." "That's right," Ye Chan said thoughtfully. Now, as long as there are any clues, I will go and check it out. "

"If we want to investigate, we should do so from that kid Liangrou." Chi Feng seemed to be asking Ye Mo Han and also seemed to be reminding him.

"If he is related to this matter, then he will also come to the enemies that we have arrived at. Thus, there is no need for us to go to such great lengths to find him." The words of Ye Mo Han, was it a definite or a judgment? Was he confident? Many times, he had come up with some clues, but they were all disrupted by sudden events. At first glance, it seemed to be a mess, but after further investigation, one could see that there were countless links between these and the previous events. Almost all of them were from the Jade Pavilion.

Ye Mo Han was getting more and more uneasy. He had already selected several people, and some of them were suspicious, but not all of them were suspicious. This was the most frustrating part. They were not afraid of not having any leads, but they were afraid of having too many leads that would lead to different directions. Had Ye Jianhan already guessed who the pavilion master was, but he still lacked the final evidence? Only he himself knew this.