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Venerable Lord Bell could see the shadows of the trees in front of him as they disappeared into the wilderness. After enduring for another hour, he then moved to Leng Qing's side, picked him up, and ran down the hill.

Not long later, they arrived at the place where the demon corpse was sleeping. Sir Bell put Leng Qing down and steadied him against a large rock. He then moved his body and moved around in a circle. After confirming that there was no one lying in ambush, he returned to the big rock and sat down cross-legged.

Leng Qing didn't know how to turn her head. She felt that she was silently sitting behind her, as if there was a dense, cold air invading her body. She couldn't help but feel a chill on her spine. He gritted his teeth and forced himself to hold on.

The Venerable Lord Bell silently circulated his demonic art to adjust his breathing, and the yang energy of the Heart Cleansing Scripture within his body gradually became weaker. The two of them had their own thoughts, and all they could hear was the chirping of insects and the rustling of leaves as the wind blew through the barren grass.

After about two hours, Venerable Lord Bell finally expelled all of the Yang Qi in his body, and circulated it around his body. He felt that he was fine, so he slowly breathed out a mouthful of impure air and stood up.

When Leng Qing heard the sound, she turned her head and saw Sir Bell jump down, take out his flute and put it in his mouth. "What?" It turned out that it had already been six hours since he had been hit by the sleeping smoke, and the poison had automatically dissipated.

He realized this himself and jumped up, saying, "Now that you've … [Since I came here safely and left as well, do I not need to be the shield anymore?] "Just let me go …" Before he could finish his words, he suddenly fell down with a "Aiyo" sound. However, he was unable to move for a long time. His muscles and blood were not flowing, and his legs had long since become numb. Once he touched the ground, he could not stand stably.

Venerable Lord Bell picked him up and said coldly, "Brat, what are you so anxious about? This sovereign will talk after I wake up the demon corpse disciples. "

Leng Qing was furious and shouted, "You bad woman, you are unreasonable!" Although he was cursing the words "detestable ghost girl, old ghost girl" in his heart, he did not dare to shout it out in front of her. Other than that, the only words he could think of to scold others were the words' bad woman '.

Even though the youth showed mercy, Venerable Lord Bell was still secretly infuriated. His expression immediately became gloomy, "Brat, what did you say about this sovereign?" Leng Qing felt a chill in her heart, but did not dare to reply.

Venerable Lord Bell chuckled sinisterly and said, "If it weren't for the fact that you had once saved this noble one's life, do you believe that I wouldn't have turned you into a demon corpse? I will make you beg for death, beg for death. You will live your whole life in the pain of being half human, half corpse. "

In fact, when the Nine Serenities Sect refined a demon corpse, it would have to be a young girl. However, the threatening presence of the woman was enough to make the young man shudder in fear. When Venerable Lord Bell had forced him to leave the grass field yesterday, he had activated his flute and ordered the demonic corpse disciples to stop Tie Qingyi, Tian Xin'er, and the rest.

He hastily took a glance at the demon corpse, seeing its creepy and terrifying appearance, and immediately shouted out against his will, "No! No! Anyways, didn't I save you before?!" I... I was wrong, okay? "

Venerable Lord Bell coldly smiled and was about to blow his flute to summon the Demonic Corpse Disciples. Suddenly, they heard the sound of clamoring from not too far away. A few people were walking towards them. The sounds were getting louder and louder. It was obvious that they were walking very fast.

A person said in a loud, muffled voice, "I clearly heard someone shouting, it looks extremely similar to Brother Leng Qing."

Leng Qing was overjoyed when her voice sounded. She shouted out involuntarily: "Brother Yue Biao!"

"Aha!" The person who spoke shouted, "It's really Brother Leng!" The grass that was as tall as a man quickly split into two, and three people jumped out. They were Cai Yi Er, Yue Biao, and Ning Erhe.

The three of them had returned to Kui Yuan Tower yesterday afternoon to inform everyone that Leng Qing had been kidnapped. They had been sent to the Blood Sword Sect to wait upon their son. Last night, Nangong He and the others returned, and the three of them went to the Kui Yuan Tower to wait for Tie Qingyi and Tian Xin'er. Even after breakfast, the two of them did not come back.

They then went out together to look around, and when they arrived at the place where they met yesterday, they would try their luck and think that they might be able to meet Tie Qingyi. Unexpectedly, they met Venerable Lord Bell on a narrow path.

When the three of them saw Leng Qing, they were overjoyed. However, they soon felt a chill in their hearts as they understood the malevolence of Venerable Lord Bell. As for the Demonic Corpse Sect disciples, their strength was terrifying and difficult to deal with, which made people still have lingering fears.

Yue Biao took a stance with his long blade and shouted: "Woo you evil woman, release Brother Leng immediately, you must know that my large blade is not weak!" His voice was tough, but it was lacking in presence and revealed a sense of fear.

Tie Qingyi slaying so many demon corpses had made Venerable Lord Bell view him as his greatest enemy. Now that he saw a few reckless people barging in, he knew that they were the close relatives of his hated enemies. He was overjoyed. Beheading these unlucky bastards would be the perfect time to avenge the demon corpse disciples, and he could also vent the hatred in his heart.

Ning Erhe's anger had sunk into his dantian. Both his arms were bent at his waist and his fists were clenched tightly. Cai Ear sank his palm beneath his ribs and stood with his chest flat. Both of them carried weapons at their waists, Ning Erhe had a short sword, and Cai Ear had inserted a short halberd diagonally. Since they met the demon corpse yesterday, the two of them had dealt with it and temporarily found weapons to protect themselves at the Bloodsword Sect. However, they did not dare to be careless in the face of such a powerful enemy. They still relied on their martial arts and martial arts to meet it head-on. All of them held their breath and waited patiently.

However, he felt that the three of them were not qualified to use the Demonic Corpse Sect's disciples to kill him. He placed the short flute in his pocket and threw Leng Qing to the side, turning around like a ghost. Before Leng Qing landed on the ground, his red robe had already fluttered in front of Ning Erhe.

Ning Erhe bellowed, throwing a punch right in the chest. These days, after Tie Qingyi constantly instructing and correcting them during their free time, the three of them had gradually improved from their original martial arts foundation. During the morning and evening, they practiced diligently together, so they had a tacit understanding of each other.

Ning Erhe struck out with his fist, and Cai one ear moved like lightning, slashing the neck of the Venerable Lord Bell. At the same time, while Yue Biao was shouting, a flash of a blade could be seen as he hacked at her legs.

Venerable Lord Bell's body spun rapidly. Laughing lightly, his right hand quickly tapped Ning Erhe's wrist like a rooster pecking rice. His left palm struck against Cai Yidao's palm with a bang. At the same time, he raised his leg and stepped on Yue Biao's long blade. This series of pokes, smacks and stomps were as fast as lightning.

Ning Erhe's arm went numb. It was as if he had been bitten by a poisonous snake. He hurriedly took two steps back. Cai Ear's palms collided with hers as if they were nails striking a board. His palms were burning with pain. He cried out involuntarily, "Smelly woman, you're poisonous!"

With the momentum of Yue Biao's long blade, he flipped it over and over, escaping the soles of this woman's feet. Lord Bell stepped three steps horizontally to avoid Yue Biao's long blade. Yue Biao immediately defended to their sides as the three of them paled.

Venerable Lord Bell's gaze was blazing as he stood proudly. The three moves that seemed to be easy to deal with actually brought out the peak of her entire life's power. In the blink of an eye, she had severely injured two enemies, and the satisfaction of her revenge overflowed in her chest.

Fearing that she would release the triangular-shaped azure-colored dragon to deal with the three of them, he struggled to get up and shouted: "Big Brother Cai, you're no match for her. Quickly go find Iron Big Brother, don't try to force your way out and lose your life."

Venerable Lord Bell laughed sinisterly, "Brat, can they still leave now?"

A wave of itching pain spread from his palm to his wrist. Cai Yi tapped a few acupoints consecutively, sealing the circulation of the blood in his arm. The cold and desolate expression on his face stimulated the arrogance of the man in his chest. He laughed loudly and said, "Wretched woman, don't you dare be so arrogant. F * ck you, grandpa isn't the kind of person to abandon their brothers and flee. Even if we lose our lives here today, we will still risk half of your life for this wicked woman's death! "

There were bruises on Ning Erhe's wrist, and his poison injury was not as severe as Cai Yi's. He raised his fists and shouted in unison at Yue Biao, "That's right, Young Master Tie doesn't have any deserters. I will fight you to the death!"