Zhang Lan is not sure what actions the Changsha branch of the Qijue Sect is planning recently.

Although he is the young master of the Seven Quarter Sect, he is not the master of the Sect.

The sect leader is his brother Zhang Chu. The domineering sect leader has suppressed his younger brother miserably since he was a child. Zhang Lan and Zhang Chu have a very bad relationship. He left the Qi Jue Sect a few years ago and came to the Jiangnan area to hang out.

In other words, he only has a transcendent status in the Seven Quarter Sect and cannot interfere with the internal affairs of the Seven Quarter Sect.

This time, Zhang Lan ambushed Chen Qiu in Changsha, and just wanted to use the Qijue Sect to be familiar with the land in Changsha, so that she could not be disturbed by the outside world and torture Chen Qiu about that piece of jade.

He didn't know that before he arrived in Changsha, the leader of the Qijue Sect branch had already joined forces with Lin Lang to subvert Xiaoxiang Sword Sect.

The helm leader probably wanted to give the sect a great power and do something beautiful in these two lakes so that the sect leader can look at him differently.

To be honest, this is the serious thing that people in the Demon Cult should do.

Only by causing troubles and tragedies in the world can you make the true nature of the Demon Sect.

Like Zhang Lan, who wanders among the flowers all day long, aiming to collect the world's beauties, will be regarded as deviant in the Demon Sect, which is a prey on the weak.

When Zhang Lan came to Changsha, no one reported to him what happened at Xiaoxiang Jianmen.

The short Seven-Missacre Monster who was killed by Chen Qiu was the head of the Changsha branch.

The Seven-Character Sect General Hall is in the Western Regions, and the Two Lakes are not their traditional sphere of influence. In recent years, Zhang Chu and the Northern Dynasties have fought fiercely, and many masters have been sent to the Northern Dynasties to help with their work.

The leader of the Changsha branch is almost the same as being exiled, and his strength is naturally not much higher.

But Zhang Lan didn't know, it was actually okay.

Anyway, he is also a member of the Seven Quatrains, and he is also a young master with a high status.

Lin Huiyin wanted to avenge her master and her tragic death sects. If she found Zhang Lan, she would have found the right person.

It’s just that poor Zhang Lan has wasted too much time on the game.

Even if he has learned some wonderful skills from Zhang Moye, and is not practicing martial arts on weekdays, and is born in a major change, how can he be the opponent of Lin Huiyin, who is full of murderous intent?

As soon as the servants of both sides fought, Zhang Lan was caught in the sword encirclement of Lin Huiyin's Xiaoxiang Sword.

Chen Qiu has personally experienced how difficult this sword technique is.

If you are involved in it, if you cannot break through the sword siege in time and wait for Zhang Lan, you will be surrounded by endless sword winds.

It’s like sailing against the current, the more you go, the harder it becomes.

Chen Qiu watched coldly, watching Lin Huiyin swung the first seven swords, and the Demon Sect's young master was unable to break the sword siege. Lin Huiyin's sword power had accumulated, and the sword wind was dancing wildly, cutting a bitter bamboo in the yard with a buzzing sound.

He knew that this was stable.

The young master could never escape.

"It turned out to be for this piece of jade."

Chen Qiu lifted the Hongming sword, used the Phantom Step, and rushed towards other directions in the courtyard. His mind turned sharply.

The young master deceived him to come to Changsha to ask about Jian Yu, not for Qingqing, nor for the young man who broke the iron. This made Chen Qiu feel a little relieved.

But although this young master could recognize Jian Yu, he seemed to have no idea about Jian Yu's magical powers and did not snatch them as soon as possible.

Judging from his meaning, he seemed to care more about Jian Yu's whereabouts.

This is surprising.

I know some, but I don't know all.

What does this young master have to do with Jian Yu’s former master?

Chen Qiu thought about these things, but he did not stop working.

In this spacious courtyard, the disciples of Xiaoxiang were chasing the Seven-Secret Sects with swords. They blocked all routes of escape, just like hunting, relying on the advantage of the number of people to block the people from the Demon Sect in the courtyard.

The Seven Quake Sect’s martial arts are not bad, but they can do too little when facing the advantage of at least three times the number of people.

"ah!"

A man in black who was forced into a corner was like the helm leader, holding his iron claws with both hands. Seeing that he had nowhere to escape, he made up his will to die, waved his claws, and killed the two Xiaoxiang sects in front of him.

Clang, two clatters.

The swinged iron claws were forced back by two swords. The Qijue Sect's disciple felt a sword wind coming from behind. He turned around and blocked one sword, but the remaining two swords were slashed on his body.

The Xiaoxiang sects hated these seven-character demons very much and took action without any mercy.

In just a blink of an eye, the demon was chopped into a ball of minced meat.

The fierce disciples of Xiaoxiang dispersed to support other battles, and these inner disciples walked in a well-organized manner.

They must practice sword formations on weekdays. They are in groups of three or five, and they join forces to fight against the enemy, and defeat the already small number of disciples of the Seven-Sages.

A man from the Demon Sect with good light skills was no longer entangled, and he waved his sword to force a disciple of Xiaoxiang to retreat. He used his light skills and climbed up to the roof of his room, intending to escape in the chaos.

But he had just jumped onto the eaves and had not yet stood firm, and he was slashing towards him with a knife.

The blade buzzed, three sword shadows were brought out, covering his body, virtual and real. This man was already in the leverage. The old force dissipated and the new force had not yet emerged. He could only raise the straight blade sword and barely block it.

But in the air, he was hit on the ground by Chen Qiu's knife.

The people in the Demon Sect knew that something was wrong.

As soon as he landed on the ground, he was about to be lucky, two swords stabbed behind him. The blade passed through his chest and broke his heart. He spurted blood from his mouth and stared at Chen Qiu on the eaves of the house, but he could no longer survive.

“Happy cooperation.”

Chen Qiu said something to the two Xiaoxiang disciples below.

The two of them looked cold, ignored Chen Qiu, and turned around and left.

This made Chen Qiu curl the corner of his mouth and feel unhappy.

Although Lin Huiyin and Lin Wandong did not blame him, Chen Qiu did kill many disciples in the square of Xiaoxiang Jianmen a few days ago, even though he saved more people.

but...

How to say it.

Everyone has their own ideas in their hearts.

He may be able to become friends with Lin Huiyin, but these Xiaoxiang disciples definitely don’t like him.

But after Chen Qiu's incident with Lu Kun, he no longer had much affection for ordinary disciples of Xiaoxiang Sword Sect.

Although they have good martial arts skills, they are self-reliant in Xiaoxiang Jianmen, a big sect in the Two Lakes. They are indeed a bit arrogant in their daily lives. Even if they don’t have Lin Lang’s affairs, they may cause trouble in the future.

I heard that the Xiaoxiang Sword Sect was slaughtered by the Demon Cult once more than ten years ago for some unrestrained arrogance.

It was Zhang Moye’s own manual.

At that time, the senior management of Jianmen, Master Lin Huiyin, was almost beaten overnight. Otherwise, it would not have been the turn of Lin Wandong, who was still a junior at that time, to be the head of the sect.

This is equivalent to the fact that the Jianmen inheritance has been broken once.

Now it looks powerful, but compared to more than ten years ago, it is already declining.

"Bang"

A soft sound came from the eaves behind Chen Qiu.

He turned around and saw a Qi Jue Sect member with blood all over his body jumping onto the roof, intending to escape.

"Brother, don't hurry to leave."

Chen Qiu flashed rapidly, stepped forward, and waved a knife. The shadow of the knife moved completely to shatter the thief's plan to escape.

He looked left and right on the beam of the room, then squeezed his eyes at the seriously injured Demon Sect sect in front of him, put his knife back into a sheath, curled his fingers into claws, and put in a strange position.

The man in front of him widened his eyes, but Chen Qiu said:

"I was just practicing the soul-destroying claws and was about to use my brother's head to practice it."

On the other side, in the courtyard, the sword wind danced.

The entire yard was filled with Xiaoxiang bitter bamboo, which was already destroyed in the sword blade storm brought by Lin Huiyin's sword completely used.

Between the bamboo leaves flying around, the Xiaoxiang female hero was light in her steps and fluttering in white clothes, like a goddess in the wind, in sharp contrast with Zhang Lan, who was tattered all over her body.

The two of them intertwined closely, and as they flew around, several sword winds rose from the echoing sword.

Zhang Lan's steps were quite magical, as if he was drunk, swaying left and right, and his body was tilted, barely avoiding the oncoming invisible sword wind.

But when he turned around, Lin Huiyin slapped her on the shoulder with a palm.

"Click"

The crisp sound of bone cracks made Zhang Lan's face change drastically.

But he knew very well that he could not stop moving and dodging under his feet!

As long as you stop, you will be shattered by the Xiaoxiang Jue Sword around you, which is dancing like a storm of wind passing by.

"It's too much!"

The young man Xihua also made a ruthless move.

He dodged several sword winds, held his left hand to his chest, as if he was emitting strange true energy, and even a black air rose from his handsome cheeks under the mask.
To be continued...