Hearing Chen Luoyang's order, Qinglongsan immediately kowtowed and replied: "I will follow the orders of the leader. I will contact the leader and the first sister."

The leader's eyes flashing black light made Qinglong San feel a little scared at this moment.

After saying that, he hurriedly stepped down.

"After people come back, I will ask them to come and see me." Chen Luoyang said to Xiao Yuntian: "In addition, continue to keep an eye on the movements of Taiyi Daozong and Wang Jian."

It is difficult to find a sword emperor, but a large group of people in Taiyi Dao Sect are different.

Xiao Yuntian, who was shrouded in the wind, bowed: "Yes, leader."

After Chen Luoyang was left in the hall, he moved his left arm.

After the sealing style "Zhurong", after a long time, my arms were still a little heavy and uncomfortable.

After stretching his muscles and bones slightly, Chen Luoyang put down his hand and thought in his heart.

Looking at the life resume of Xiang Ping, the second disciple of the Sword Emperor, I cannot confirm whether he had told his brothers that he had obtained the bronze rust sword.

Although according to Wang Jian's style of character, he could not figure out the mystery of the bronze rust sword, nor would he ask the Lord of the Sword Pavilion, let alone Jie Xingmang or Si Huaifei.

But there is still some risk in this regard. If Wang Jian knew that the bronze rust sword actually came from Jiange, he would inevitably doubt Chen Luoyang's previous statement.

However, if he comes back now, Master Chen doesn't mind letting him learn about his boxing skills before seeing the sword technique.

From Chen Luoyang’s heart, the fewer such uncontrollable factors, the better.

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but think of Ying Qingqing again.

The girl followed him back to the Ancient God Peak of the Demon Cult.

Since returning from the call, Master Chen has been busy quelling the earth's fire chaos and only ordered Yunniang and others to arrange the girl's daily life.

Ying Qingqing's temperament does not mind this, and she has a sense of being content with the situation.

Chen Luoyang did not forbid her from leaving the Gushen Peak.

However, it is now a mess outside. After being under house arrest by Li Tai, the sixth prince of the Xia Dynasty, last time, Ying Qingqing was not in a hurry to leave, stayed quietly, and followed the guests.

Most of the time of day, I stay quietly in the room to rest or practice martial arts by myself.

It is regular and rigorous, so that it makes people feel boring.

In addition to calming the earth fire and coming out of the formation and saying hello to him, Chen Luoyang never alarmed the other party. However, someone reported to him, the leader every move.

Although he felt that the other party was unusual, Chen Luoyang's energy was first focused on the battle in front of him.

He restrained his mind and quietly pondered what he had learned.

Time passes by quickly as the center of God.

Until Chen Luoyang felt something slightly in his heart, his ears moved slightly and heard a little sound coming from outside the hall into his ears.

"It doesn't matter if you challenge the Sword Emperor to seek death. If the leader's arrangement is broken, you will never be able to refuse your guilt if you die."

This sounds like Nie Guangyuan, the first White Tiger Palace.

The object of obedience should be Wang Fei, the right envoy.

"Don't talk nonsense. I'm at least qualified to stand in front of Wang Jian. If it were you, you would be different if you didn't use three moves!" Wang Fei's voice was very loud, but he was not in a good state. He coughed several times in the second half of the sentence.

Nie Guangyuan's tone was very calm: "I'm fine now, unlike someone who is overestimating his abilities and is seriously injured. If someone hadn't helped him, he would have to be in a different place."

The voice of the fourth elder Chai Han sounded at this time: "If it were Su Ye, maybe it wouldn't be like this."

Wang Fei shouted: "Even if I am covered in injuries now, I can kill you two cowards!"

Nie Guangyuan didn't answer, but just sneered twice, and his meaning was self-evident.

"One person says less, now we are going to meet the leader. How can you be like this?" The voice of Xiao Yuntian, the left envoy, came.

"The fourth elder praised it. My incompetent brother is very embarrassed." Compared to others, Su Wei's voice was very low and listless.

The fourth elder Chai Han said lightly: "Just seeking truth from facts. Whether it is the first leader or the current leader, the evaluation of Ling brother is above Wang Fei."

"Old Zamao, you don't have to sow discord. As long as Junior Brother Su is loyal to Senior Brother Chen, I can tolerate him." Wang Fei said coldly: "But you, I think you are really impatient."

Chai Han was unmoved: "At least I am self-aware and will not provoke Wang Jian without any necessity..."

Wang Fei did not speak anymore.

The crowd had already arrived outside the hall gate.

Everyone calmed down and reported to the leader and waited for the communication.

After obtaining Chen Luoyang's permission, a group of mermaids entered one after another.

In the hall, Chen Luoyang was sitting high on his seat, his eyes slashed through the faces of everyone in front of him, and finally frozen on Wang Fei.

"Injured?" His voice could not hear the joy and anger.

Wang Fei smiled wryly and said carefully: "Senior brother, Wang Jian was also injured by me..."

Chen Luoyang looked at him quietly with expressionless face.

"I really hurt him..." Wang Fei's voice became smaller and smaller: "It's just... it's just that he is not as bad as me..."

Chen Luoyang's tone was neither happy nor angry: "How heavy is it?"

Wang Fei couldn't speak.

Chen Luoyang's eyes fell on Zhang Tianheng who had been with Wang Fei and Chai Han before.

Zhang Tianheng looked at Wang Fei and replied: "According to the previous judgment of the two heads, Wang Jian's meridians were only attacked by Brother Wang's masculine fire. The impact was limited and no one could interfere with him, the remaining fire would be forced out of his body soon."

Chen Luoyang looked at Wang Fei again, his tone was calm: "Where are you?"

Facing him, Wang Fei honestly replied: "It takes a rest...it takes a long time...but, senior brother, as long as you give the order, no matter where it is, I can go into battle immediately..."

He was stared at by Chen Luoyang's pair of black pupils that seemed to be without temperature. He stuttered again and started to sweat on his back.

Chen Luoyang looked at Wang Fei below and felt very upset.

I'm still slapping the swollen face and pretending to be fat.

Both sides were injured, one was injured, and the other had a cold, and it was not at all heavyweight.

However, as the direct inheritor of the Demon Sect, Wang Fei's strength is rare.

If it were Liu Yunzi, Master Mingguan, Wang Qiyi and others, if they met the Sword Emperor alone, they would probably have no power to fight back and would be let down.

The problem is that Wang Fei's sword was completely worthless and it was so painful.

"The fighting spirit is commendable." After staring at the other party for a while, Wang Fei almost felt weak in his legs, Chen Luoyang finally spoke.

Wang Fei was delighted when he heard this.

But before he could really be happy, Chen Luoyang continued, "It's just a meritorious fighting spirit."

Wang Fei's face suddenly turned bitter.

Chen Luoyang said lightly: "It's not wrong to dare to fight against a strong enemy. You are wrong because you lost, and you lose it in embarrassingly."

"What my senior brother is saying." Wang Fei was dejected.

Chen Luoyang said: "I don't know the enemy clearly, I don't know myself. I lose my face in this sect and go to the White Tiger Palace to receive the punishment."

Wang Fei's face was even more bitter, but he did not dare to disobey, so he could only lower his head and say, "Yes, senior brother."

He secretly looked at Nie Guangyuan, the head of the White Tiger Palace next to him, and the other party had no expression.

Wang Fei's heart suddenly became cold.

"As the saying goes, know shame and then be brave. From now on, you will stay in the main hall to practice martial arts with peace of mind. I will check you randomly at any time. If you fail, you will stay on the mountain." Chen Luoyang said.

Wang Fei quickly bowed: "Yes, senior brother, I will work hard and practice hard!"

"Go to Su Wei's place to get a purple blood spirit pill." Chen Luoyang ordered casually.

The Purple Blood Spirit Condensing Pill is the top healing pill within the Demon Cult.

After the leader of the Sect had fought with the Lord of Jiange Pavilion, he took a large amount of magic sect healing medicine, and this pill was included.

If it weren't for this, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to recover in a year or two.

The heart that Wang Fei raised up and down, and he breathed a little relieved: "Thank you for the grace of Senior Brother!"

At this time, Chen Luoyang slowly stood up from his seat.

Everyone at the steps suddenly felt like a mountain rising from the ground, and the feeling of oppression was almost suffocating.
Chapter completed!