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The young man's white crane expression suddenly changed. His gaze swept over Leng Qing as his right hand subconsciously gripped the hilt of his sword. Mr. Tie Qin rolled his eyes and said coldly: "White Crane, how can we, the disciples of the Emei Faction, stand shoulder to shoulder with others and be enemies?" The White Crane slowly loosened its fingers on the hilt of its sword and lowered its head in silence.

It was unknown whether Mister Tie Qin was unintentionally speaking to Leng Qing and the others, or intentionally teaching the disciples of his sect, but he raised his voice and continued, "When we, the disciples of the Emei Sect, travel the martial arts world, we must always remember a rule. Even if we meet an enemy ten or a hundred times stronger than ourselves, we can only die fighting.

His words were clearly heard by Cai Yi and the others during the slaughter. They wanted nothing more than to grind their teeth to pieces. To think that this old man was still trying to gain fame, that was truly unreasonable.

The white crane slightly bowed and respectfully replied, "Disciple will receive your teachings!" With a clang, he drew his sword out of its scabbard and shouted loudly, "Warriors, please retreat for now. How about this battle is the method of the Nine Hell Evil Demon sent by Emei?"

Yue Biao dodged to the side to avoid the sneak attack of a demon corpse girl and shouted angrily, "Your father's grandmother wants to retreat, but how can your grandmother back down? "Ouch …" Ning Erhe was just about to use his sword to block the claw of a young demon corpse girl that was reaching for his chest. Yue Biao was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

Mr. Tie Qin snorted coldly, and his expression became extremely unsightly. The White Crane drooped its head and retreated. Even though it wanted to help, it could not force itself to stick its head out after being hit by Yue Biao's vulgar words. It did not want to attract its master's scolding.

Amidst the chaos, he suddenly heard Leng Qing's loud "Oh no!" shout. His feet slipped and he tripped on a rock. He then stumbled and fell. Immediately, two demon corpse girls pounced over. Cai Yi swept out his short halberd and quickly intercepted them with two steps. On both sides, more than ten demon corpses had surrounded Ning Erhe and Yue Biao. The two of them were stuck in a tight encirclement and could only bitterly endure.

At this moment, the flute sound of the Venerable Lord Bell suddenly changed direction, as if he was grinding his teeth in anger. His sickly voice then sounded, "Fourth Transformation of the Demonic Corpse, turning a hundred times into a thousand illusions." The demon corpse girl's body suddenly became light, and her movements became orderly, no longer attacking or defending.

Back at the steward's estate, when she had activated the bell, the Demon Corpse's great technique had only reached the third level, and it had already caused Fan Zhangkong to cut off an arm. Now that the Soulshake Bell had been shattered by Tie Qingyi, the flute's power was far inferior to that of the Soulshake Bell. This was why the three of them were able to endure for such a long period of time.

As for Noble Bell, he saw the master and his disciple glaring at him. In order to not attract their attention, the first, second, and third stage demonic corpse's great technique was silently recited in his mind. When it reached the fourth stage, the flute's power could be considered to be at its peak.

Even so, the Demon Corpse Maiden Club had been converted into a defensive and offensive club. At this moment, Mister Tie Qin and disciple Bai He had joined the battle, so the Venerable One ringing the bell wasn't afraid anymore. He was confident of winning. As long as he had confidence, he would naturally dare to blurt out the fourth realm.

When Mr. Tie Qin heard her call out the words "Demon Corpse Four Transformations, Hundred Circles and Thousand Illusions", he was momentarily stunned. He suddenly remembered the legend of the Demon Corpse's six stages of great magic, and inwardly cried out, "This is bad!"

Regarding demon corpses, they were divided into a total of six stages, and each of these stages required a gradual process, which was something he already knew. However, he had been overconfident for a while. He hadn't thought that this evil sect girl would have an opportunity to take advantage of him. Unknowingly, she had quietly evolved to the fourth realm.

However, this Emei had always had her eyes set on the top, and the arrogance she had developed over the years had reached a sickly level. Even though she knew that it was not appropriate for the situation to get to such a state, she still maintained the attitude of an expert.

At this moment, Venerable Lord Bell was no longer looking down on the two of them. He activated the demonic corpse and aimed it at Cai Yi and the two others, attempting to kill them. The three of them were already in a dire situation, and were too tired to fight. When the Demon Corpse's great technique had reached the fourth layer, the transformation was not something the three of them could block with their martial arts skills.

All of this took place in a split-second. Cai Ear blocked the two demon corpses that were chasing Leng Qing and succeeded in transforming the fourth stage of Venerable Demon Corpse into a fourth stage Demon Corpse. Leng Qing did not wait to get up, but Cai Yi En could no longer resist as he staggered back.

The two demon corpses moved like lightning, reaching out and grabbing Leng Qing's throat. Yue Biao and Ning Erhe were besieged by numerous demon corpses, and they were too busy trying to save Leng Qing. Even Master and disciple of the Iron Zither Sect couldn't make a move to stop the enemy.

Cai Yi's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. With a loud bellow, he desperately rushed forward. At this moment, there was a sudden flash of red and a surge of flames rose up. The flame lit up and all the demonic corpses and young girls looked at each other in panic. They screamed and quickly retreated. In the midst of her panic, Leng Qing suddenly felt a tube of bamboo. It had rolled out from her bosom when she fell.

When he and the pearl had left Luoyang to chase after Tie Qingyi and Li Yan, the owner of the bamboo tube, Tong Buba, had given it to him in private. Inside the tube was a fire piston made from the finest reed, tassels, paper, sulfur, rosin, and other combustible substances and various spices. When Leng Qing fell to the ground, the lid of the bamboo tube had already been removed.

In that split-second, a light flashed in Leng Qing's mind as he thought to himself, "Even if I have to die, I have to tell Big Brother Tie where the enemies are." The two demon corpse's claws just barely touched his throat. Leng Qing pulled out the twine rope with one hand, and a flame ignited in the wind. The two demon corpses suddenly withdrew their hands and retreated while screaming. Leng Qing did not hesitate any longer and lit up the grass beside her.

The sky was dry, and the trees and grasses were dry. In an instant, a fire dragon swiftly spread out. Borrowing the momentum of the wind, the fire grew larger and larger. In an instant, a fierce flame shot into the sky. The many demon corpse disciples' clothes were in a mess as they fled in panic. In an instant, they had completely disappeared, even the Venerable Lord Bell had disappeared.

Cai one ear slumped to the ground and laughed dryly, "Heh heh …" So this fire was the nemesis of that evil spirit. Haha … "Good, good. Brother Leng, it is you who saved everyone's lives."

Leng Qing was muddleheaded and didn't know what was going on. Yue Biao and Ning Erhe rushed over and pulled him to the side. Seeing the fire engulfing the place where he had been sitting in the blink of an eye, they felt a scorching heat wave.

After gathering together in a spacious area, Yue Biao waved his blade and cut in all directions. In a short moment, he created a huge isolation area. Only then did the four of them slowly sit in the middle of the floor. Each of them was very tired and snuggled together. They looked at each other, wondering if they were dreaming.

Black smoke billowed from the grass, blotting out the sky and blotting out the sun. The fire was like a dragon, practically burning half of the mountain wilderness. It roasted several people until their hair was completely charred.