Changle has been in Hengshan for more than ten days. At first, the disciples of Hengshan were dissatisfied with him, so Changle was afraid that they would disturb his practice, so he took a day to teach them how to be a human being by one and for all.

Then no one came to disturb me for the rest of the time.

On the Zhurong Peak of Hengshan

Zhurong Peak is the highest mountain in Hengshan. Changle likes the beautiful wind and shadows here and can overlook the entire Hengyang City from afar, so he meditates here every day.

The bottleneck of Zixia Gong's advanced level has loosened, and the breakthrough is today. Changle sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was sleeping but not sleeping.

With one breath and one breath, it seemed that there was a ray of light everywhere in the sky.

Suddenly, Changle stood up and whistled to the sky.

The Hengshan brothers at the foot of the mountain heard a clear roar. They looked up and saw that the purple clouds on Zhurong Peak covered the entire mountain.

"This guy actually broke through Zhurong Peak like this, it's really enviable." Liu Zhengfeng looked at the mountain, then lowered his head and continued to play with his long flute.

After the long roar, Changle felt a little ashamed. He didn't plan to do this, but in the end he couldn't help it. The powerful internal force seemed to require a way to vent.

The advanced level behind Zixia Gong has become the master level.

The martial immortal's resources seem to be particularly smooth when practicing these high-end techniques, and there is no obstacle to the meridians in the whole body. Changle ran another great cycle and then completed the meridians.

Calculate the day, Yu Zhengyun should be back to Jiangxi, so he got up and prepared to meet before he left.

After talking to Yang Fan, Changle went down the mountain directly.

He found the Lijiazhuang that Yu Zhengyun mentioned, and when Changle arrived at the door, he smelled a faint smell of blood.

He knocked gently on the door, and a servant came out of it soon. He looked at Changle and asked in fear, "Do you dare to ask who the young hero is looking for?"

"I'll look for old hero Yu of the Jiangxi Divine Fist Sect, and you'll say that Huashan disciple Zhao Changle is looking for him." Changle said politely.

The servant hesitated for a moment, said a while, and then hurried back, and the door closed immediately.

For some reason, Changle felt a bad premonition.

After a while, the door opened and a man with a white cloth wrapped around his waist walked out.

"But Young Master Zhao is here to go to Li Manyun, the owner of Lijiazhuang." His eyes were red and he looked at Changle with some sobs and asked.

"Where is Lao Yu?" Changle asked with a frown.

"Brother Yu is dead!" After saying this, Li Manyun burst into tears.

"How did you die?" Changle asked calmly, and then said, "Why did you die?"

His calm made Li Manyun feel a little angry. When Brother Yu was alive, he praised him as a little friend, but now that Brother Yu is dead, he is so calm.

"What the Demon Sect does! Brother Yu went to my village to get good luck. After staying for three days, he suddenly said goodbye. I asked him the reason, and he only said that something was wrong in Jiangxi." Li Manyun began to cry loudly as he said.

"I thought he was really a problem, but he didn't know that he just didn't want to implicate me. After they set out on the road, I heard that the next day that all the twenty-three members of their family were killed by the Demon Cult on the road, and even the baby in the cradle was not spared."

"I want to see them." Changle finally had a hint of expression on his face.

Li Manyun took him into the mourning hall.

Twenty-three coffins were placed inside, Changle saw Yu Zhengyun, who was still in a good place, and saw Yu Laoda, whose eyes were gone, Yu Laolate, whose limbs were sewn with thread, and Yu Xiuying, who bit his tongue and committed suicide.

He calmly looked at the twenty-three corpses and asked, "Do you know where the Demon Cult branch in Hengyang City is?"

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Sun Hao looked at the tall man in front of him. He was Tong Baixiong, the master of the Fenglei Hall of the Sun and Moon God Sect, and he would soon be his adoptive father.

"Hao'er, you will be my adopted son from now on." Tong Baixiong was tall and tall, like an old man.

"The adoptive father is here, please accept a bow from the child." Sun Hao lowered his head and kowtowed three times.

The revenge was finally avenged. Now he could still see Yu Zhengyun's painful face when he closed his eyes. He was watching his relatives die one by one.

But now Sun Hao doesn’t have much joy, but instead has endless emptiness. He worships Tong Baixiong as his adoptive father just to prevent the Huashan disciple from coming to cause trouble for him.

"You child is really honest and don't have to work so hard. Yu Laoer's family is dead. Now you have your wish, and you can do your best for your father in the future." Tong Baixiong said with a big laugh.

The people in the branch also laughed. Yu Laoer's family is rich and now they have fallen into their hands.

They were also crazy that night. When they thought of the daughter-in-law Yu, they all felt it was a pity that she had let her die. How great would it be if his strong daughter hadn't bit her tongue and committed suicide.

There are three magic sect branches in Hengyang City.

Changle first found the closest one to him, and when he walked to the door, he took out an exquisite embroidered cloth from his arms and covered it on his face.

His sword slashed the entire door and was neatly cut in half.

"Who dares to come to my day..." Before the visitor could finish his words, Changle's sword pierced his mouth.

"Who is here!"

"Where is Sun Hao?" Changle asked.

"I don't know Sun Hao!"

"Oh, then you all die." After Changle finished speaking, he drew his sword. Each sword was vicious and vicious. None of the people who died under his sword were the entire corpse.

"Boy! Who dares to come to my Sun and Moon God Sect to kill people?" The person who spoke was a short man. He carried a long sword about the same height as him and said in a sinister way.

He is the leader of Hengyang branch rudder, Yingyu.

"I'll look for Sun Hao." Changle looked at him and said after dealing with everyone.

"I don't know Sun Hao!" He said angrily, where did this crazy man come from?

"Then die with them." Changle said coldly. "I'm still in a hurry."

"Boy, you have to pay the price for your arrogance!" Yingyu roared.

Changle didn't say anything anymore, and the long sword flew like a Milky Way flying down from the nine heavens.

Before Yingyu's sword was drawn out, Changle cut him into two pieces.

Seeing that there was no living person except himself, Changle went to the backyard to drill a basin of well water, cleaned the exquisite embroidery cloth, and then walked towards the next branch.

When Hengshan Sect received the news, Changle had already settled the two branches of the Demon Sect.

"Master, what should we do?" Yang Fan asked excitedly. He had only dreamed of such a thing before when he was dreaming at night. Unexpectedly, there were people with one sword, and the two branches of the Pingmo Sect were stewards.

And seeing that Changle had not stopped yet, Liu Zhengfeng rubbed his eyebrows.

Can't you wait for my Jinban to wash my hands before making trouble in Changle? Liu Zhengfeng misses his senior brother Mo very much now.

"What the hell is going on? This kid just came to the door. It seems that he still wants to die." Liu Zhengfeng sighed and asked.
Chapter completed!