Fantasy: All My Disciples Are the Protagonist Template

Chapter 408 The Sky Cleared and the Rain Stopped

Le Zong's expression was distorted, with a hint of gloom in his eyes, and he murmured in a spiteful voice: "Chen Ge, if you escape one mile, I will chase you one mile away. If you escape back to the Eastern Territory, I will chase you to the Eastern Territory." , you escape to the ends of the earth, the ends of the earth will be your burial place!"

His eyes were about to burst, his eyes were piercing, and there was a fierce light in his eyes. His pale hair was dancing in the wind, and his teeth were bared in a grin, looking extremely ferocious.

A floating rock on his toes turned into an afterimage and flew out.

Chen Ge's speed was indeed so fast that he lost his target in just a blink of an eye.

But Le Zong was sure that Chen Ge was not far away at this moment.

If he pursues them non-stop, he will surely catch up.

Letting Chen Ge escape was not only a shame for his Le Sect, but also a shame for the entire Tianxing Sect.

By then, how can they compete with the Shenlongmen in the wilderness?

At the same time, in an ancient forest hundreds of miles away from Tianxingmen, three figures were moving at an extremely fast speed.

One person was fleeing in front of him, and he was in a terrible state.

The two men rushed behind, pressing forward step by step.

While the three figures were moving, the ancient woods on both sides seemed to be retreating rapidly, even

These three people were none other than Lin Wushuang, Ancestor Mingfeng and others.

"Don't leave, Ancestor Mingfeng. Today next year will be your death!"

Lin Wushuang shouted, his eyes were about to burst. Thinking back to the dilapidated ancient giant peak and the countless casualties among the Lin family monks, the murderous intention in his heart inevitably soared.

If it weren't for Tianxing Sect's obstruction, even with the tacit approval of the Lord of the Wilderness, the Lin family would never be afraid of the other three major families.

It can be said that Tianxingmen is the culprit standing in the dark.

At this time, there was the Shenlong Sect and the team of Huang Jijian, the leader of Jianxiao Peak. Lin Wushuang was determined to kill this beast to vent his hatred.

call out--

Lin Wushuang raised the Yunque Fierce Sword in his hand, and a scarlet sword light swept out.

But unfortunately, the sword failed miserably.

Even the Mingfeng Sword Ancestor, who was seriously injured, could easily dodge their attack at such a long distance.

The only thing to blame is that the Dark Wind Sword Ancestor is too good at hiding.

Like a mouse, hiding here and there, always finding key positions to dodge their attacks.

After all, this place is less than a hundred miles away from Tianxingmen.

This place is already considered the territory of his Mingfeng Sword Ancestor.

"I'm here, you can't keep this beast, Mingfeng, your death has come!"

Seeing that the sword did not leave the Mingfeng Sword Ancestor behind, Huang Jijian, who was swiping side by side with Lin Wushuang, seemed a little hasty. Without saying a word, he stepped forward and struck out with another sword.

Although this sword light was not as terrifying as Lin Wushuang's, it was much more exquisite than Lin Wushuang's.

Bang!

I saw a ray of sword light flashing out, drawing a long arc in the air at an extremely turned angle, shattering the trees, and finally knocking down the Dark Wind Sword Ancestor in front of him without any deviation.

Done!

Their eyes lit up, and at this moment, a figure of a Tianxing Sect disciple suddenly appeared on the other side of the sky.

Lin Wushuang and Huang Jijian were slightly startled.

"Could it be that the Tianxing Sect has received the news and sent someone out?" Lin Wushuang gritted his teeth and said, if this is the case, they may not be able to keep the fate of the Mingfeng Sword Ancestor.

"Escape? Since there are disciples of Tianxing Sect coming out, it means there will be old monsters following closely. We are no match for them." Huang Jijian's eyes were bright, staring at a black spot on the other side of the sky.

Both of them looked up, with pity in their eyes.

"It's coming, hahaha, it's coming!"

Coincidentally, Mingfeng Sword Ancestor, who was lying on the ground dying and covered in blood, also raised his head and saw the disciples of Tianxing Sect coming towards him through the air.

He was sure that he was definitely a disciple of Tianxing Sect.

Because the disciple was wearing the uniform uniform of Tianxing Sect, and there was a Tianxing Sect sword hanging on his waist.

Where is this place?

The distance to Tianxingmen is less than a hundred miles, and for monks who can control magic weapons, it only takes a stick of incense.

and……

Moreover, this man did not have any magic weapon at his feet, which meant that at least a monk in the integration stage came first.

Enough!

A monk in the integration stage is enough to help him delay time and let the old monster in the door come out.

But what confused him was why was there a figure that was about to die but not yet dead behind this Tianxing Sect disciple?

That person seemed to be Lin Chen, who had been under house arrest in Tianxing Sect.

Could it be that the old monster in Tianxing Sect wants to replace Lin Chen with him?

The Dark Wind Sword Ancestor's thoughts were spinning like lightning, but when he thought about it again, he thought it was impossible.

This place is extremely close to the Tianxing Sect, and can be regarded as the world of their Tianxing Sect monks, and even though there are many disciples in the sect, there are even more who are in the same semi-immortal cultivation level as him.

Not to mention Lin Wushuang and Huang Jijian.

Even if there are ten more, Tianxingmen will not be afraid.

But now, this disciple of Tianxing Sect is indeed carrying Lin Chen's figure on his back.

He couldn't figure it out, and Mingfeng Sword Ancestor didn't even think about it, as long as he could save his life.

After going through a life-and-death battle today, the bottleneck that had been holding him back was now as thin as a piece of white paper.

The shackles that have always existed in my heart seem to have been enlightened.

He was sure that soon after returning, he, the Mingfeng Sword Ancestor, would be able to break through the semi-immortal cultivation level and become a true immortal.

It's a blessing in disguise, a blessing in disguise!

At that time, the Lin family and all the cultivators in the Great Wilderness who dared to provoke him will be slaughtered mercilessly by him like grass.

And the Xuantian Sect in the Eastern Region will also perish together!

Thinking of this, Mingfeng Sword Ancestor's desperate eyes were already full of spirit. He suddenly turned his head and glared at Lin Wushuang and the others, with extremely gloomy and resentful eyes that made people dare not look directly at him.

"Hahaha..."

Suddenly, Mingfeng Sword Ancestor laughed wildly, and his laughter was rampant and rampant.

And there was an indelible anger in his voice, the voice was sharp and hoarse, resentful and low.

It was really creepy.

"Today, neither of you will leave alive."

Mingfeng Sword Ancestor gritted his teeth and said hoarsely. He lay on the ground, raised his head, and glared at Lin Wushuang and Huang Jijian.

The pupils in his eyes had shrunk, and there were scarlet blood stains on his cracked teeth. In this situation, Mingfeng Jianzu seemed extremely crazy.

He had an expression that he would make them pay the price regardless of everything.

The sky cleared up, the rain stopped, and Mingfeng Jianzu felt that he was fine again!

It was the disciples of Tianxing Sect, the disciples of Tianxing Sect had arrived!

He, Mingfeng Jianzu, was going to turn a disaster into a blessing, break through the semi-immortal in one fell swoop, and step into the ranks of immortals!

Excited, Mingfeng Jianzu was extremely excited.

His eyes were bright and full of hope, and he looked up at Chen Ge who was rushing towards him at the other side of the sky.

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