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Chapter 518

Song Yunge looked at Cheng Li.

I was not curious about the Iron Blood Divine Sword. Although Cheng Li had a deep cultivation level, he lacked spiritual energy in his swordsmanship.

So he can beat Meng Jingjing and Zhou Huaijing, but there is no threat, and his progress is limited and he has reached this point.

He hugged his fists: "Then say goodbye."

He glanced at Meng Jingjing deeply: "Miss Meng, take care of yourself, don't get trapped in me because of me."

Meng Jingjing nodded slightly.

Song Yunge glanced at Cheng Li and chuckled, "Let me spare my life today and say goodbye."

After he said that, he gently waved the Shura Sword.

A red light flashed on the Shura Sword, and then it was already in front of Cheng Li, so fast that Cheng Li could not react in time.

"Bang!" His body-protecting divine light suddenly lit up and then collapsed.

His face suddenly changed.

The surging force hit the body directly. After entering the body, it divided into several strands, attacking the internal organs.

The force that reached the heart meridian was like a sharp sword, and it came to an abrupt end when it was about to open its own heart meridian.

He wiped his forehead with cold sweat. When he looked up, he could no longer see Song Yunge.

At this moment, he felt grateful inexplicably.

He knew that the other party showed mercy, otherwise he would have died now, like Zhou Huaijing.

He turned his head and looked at Meng Jingjing.

Meng Jingjing was staring at the direction where Song Yunge disappeared, admiring his body movements, which were even better than Tiexue Peak's light skills.

Seeing Cheng Li look over, she withdrew her gaze and smiled: "Senior Brother Cheng, it doesn't matter?"

"It doesn't matter!" Cheng Li shook his head heavily: "Who is he? Why is Junior Brother Zhou not his opponent?"

Normally, Junior Brother Zhou Huaijing was only inferior to himself when he was an adventure and was already a rare opponent in the martial arts world.

Even if you encounter an opponent, it will be difficult to take his life. At most, it will be evenly matched, or both will be injured.

No matter how bad you are, you shouldn't lose your life.

If it is a disciple of a nearby sect, he would suspect that Zhou Huaijing was attacked or caught off guard, which would lead to being killed, but the disciples of Iron Blood Peak would not.

Because of the light of protecting the body, it is impossible to kill the sneak attack. There is only one conclusion - the other party's cultivation is too strong and he killed Junior Brother Zhou.

"That one who destroyed the Blood Smoke Sect, Xie Baixuan."

"Where is Xie Baixuan coming from?"

"I don't know." Meng Jingjing shook her head gently and said, "It seems to pop out of the crack of the stone. It suddenly appeared. It should be the descendant of the ancient martial arts lineage."

"That's really hard to defend!" Cheng Li sighed.

Most ancient martial arts were lost because the ancient vital energy was more abundant, but as the vital energy faded, those martial arts could not be practiced.

In ancient times, martial arts that could be practiced in ten years may not be practiced in a hundred years. So what is the need for practice?

The fittest survives and the fittest survives. Countless powerful martial arts in ancient times were lost and no one practiced them anymore.

But things in the world are impermanent. Sometimes such martial arts suddenly meet the descendants and suddenly burst out with a thousand feet of light.

These martial arts are difficult to practice, but once they are practiced, their power will be earth-shaking and they can become a great evil generation.

"Oh..." Cheng Li shook his head and said, "What a pity, no matter how powerful he is, he will eventually die under our Iron Blood Peak."

Meng Jingjing frowned and said nothing.

"Junior Sister Meng, don't think about changing this." Cheng Li said: "There can't be changed. No one who can kill my disciples of Iron Blood Peak is alive!"

"Then what should he do to save my life?" Meng Jingjing snorted: "Can you burn more paper for him after killing him?"

"Well..." Cheng Li pondered: "Methods and demerits cannot be defeated. Saving life is certainly a kindness, but killing Junior Brother Zhou is a grudge. Between kindness and grudges, I'm afraid you have to repay the grudge first."

Meng Jingjing said: "I don't think this should be done. Senior Brother Zhou doesn't make any sense in this matter. Senior Brother Zhou deserves to die!"

"No matter how unreasonable it is, as long as my disciple of Iron Blood Peak is killed, he will definitely take revenge. Otherwise, where is the majesty of Iron Blood Peak?" Cheng Li smiled and said, "Don't think so much, leave it to the Elders' Hall for judgment!"

"They must have killed Mr. Xie without hesitation!" Meng Jingjing said dissatisfiedly: "I only know how to kill, it seems that everyone in the world is afraid of death!"

"Junior sister's words are innocent." Cheng Li shook his head and smiled: "Who in the world is not afraid of death? Junior Brother Zhou's body must be collected and presented to the Elders' Hall."

The Elder Hall will judge the strength of the other party based on the corpse, and thus decide how many elders it will be sent to chase and kill.

He quickly brought the cloth to wrap up Zhou Huaijing's body, lifted it up and walked floating, and rushed back to the Iron Blood Peak with Meng Jingjing.

Iron Blood Peak is not a mountain, but a valley.

The ancient buildings in the valley are built in a winding manner according to the slope of the mountain, spreading for several miles, vast and magnificent.

The two entered the valley, walked through rows of pavilions, and came to a square dark hall, and heard from it.

The two were soon led into the hall by a young man in black.

There were four old men sitting in the hall, with different appearances, all wearing black robes, with a solemn and majestic expression.

The old man with a square face on his head asked about the whole story, and the remaining three old men opened the tangled bodies and carefully identified them.

After Meng Jingjing and Cheng Li finished talking, the three old men stood up and left Zhou Huaijing's body, their faces were solemn that they could not see any abnormality.

"Junior Brother Qi, how about it?" asked the old man with a square face in front of him.

One of the three thin old men said in a deep voice: "It's very tricky and troublesome."

"Can it be solved?"

"……able."

"How many people are going to be sent?"

"At least thirty people." The thin old man said slowly: "It will be at least half the loss to kill him."

"Such a great person?"

"I'm afraid it's more powerful than this, so if you want to be safe, you need to mobilize fifty elders."

"Um..." the old man with square face pondered.

"Uncle Jing!" Meng Jingjing hurriedly said, "Actually, I don't think there is no need to kill him, you can surrender him."

"Haha..." Jing Song shook his head and laughed: "Silly girl!"

He understood Meng Jingjing's thoughts. He always wanted to repay his life-saving benefactor but not to kill him.

But the sect's majesty is above everything else, and personal grudges are insignificant. No matter what, in the eyes of outsiders, someone killed the disciples of Tiexue Peak, and Tiexue Peak failed to kill the other party.

If he is surrendered, he will give some people unrealistic fantasies, thinking that killing the disciples of the Iron Blood Peak will not only be fine, but will instead enter the Iron Blood Peak, which will become a shortcut.

So this matter cannot be accomplished.

"Uncle Jing, he is the Blood Smoke Sect destroyed purely out of justice. Our Tiexue Peak wants to destroy the Blood Smoke Sect. Because of his concern, he gave up helplessly and never started." Meng Jingjing took the initiative and said loudly: "He is a hero and righteous person, but he ends up like this. Wouldn't it make people feel cold? How do people in the world think of our Tiexue Peak?"

"Oh..." Jing Song shook his head and said, "This girl was very smart, how could she be stupid? Thinking about it like this?"

Meng Jingjing said: "If we cannot convince people with reason, relying solely on martial arts will ultimately not be the right way!"
Chapter completed!
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