Fantasy: My Disciples Are All Protagonist Templates

"Lin Wushuang, Nether Wind Sword Ancestor..."

Chen Ge was slightly taken aback: "There is another Daxiu I don't know, a swordsman who seems to have been with Lin Wushuang for a while, is it the Lin family?"

Lin Wushuang and the others saw him, and Chen Ge also saw them.

"The Underworld Sword Ancestor was really hunted down to the gate, what a disgrace to Tianxingmen."

His speed is very fast, and he has already arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye by stepping on the clouds with light and shadow.

He was standing against the sky, staring at Mingfeng Sword Ancestor thoughtfully.

A flash of spiritual light glowed in the Seven Star Sword in his hand, brushing against the icy edge of the sword, with a slight tremor.

Chen Ge was hesitating whether to kill the Netherwind Sword Ancestor directly.

He has offended Tianxingmen, but not to the point of being like a fire.

Even if he stole all the spiritual flowers and grasses of Tianshan Mountain.

At least for now, that's the case.

Tianxingmen's main target now is the Dahuanglin family, and they will not strangle him with all their strength in the Eastern Territory.

If Netherwind Sword Ancestor died under his hands, Tianxingmen's hatred for him, Chen Ge, would suddenly rise to a higher level.

"Little apprentice, you are a disciple of that peak. You stand in my way for a while and bring the sect to come out. I can guarantee you a smooth rise in the Tianxingmen, and I will accept you as a personal disciple and pass on my supernatural powers."

Mingfeng Sword Ancestor said excitedly, look at his high spirits and the light in his eyes.

Chen Ge was blinded.

He used his spiritual power to attach himself to the sword, intending to end his life.

"Could it be..."

Chen Ge glanced down at the Tianxingmen robe he was wearing, was slightly taken aback, and immediately came to his senses.

Could it be that the Underworld Sword Ancestor regarded him as one of his own?

No wonder.

Chen Ge's disguised face at this time is completely different from the previous one, it can even be said to be completely different.

Maybe there was a little handsome before.

But at this time, his face was full of bumps and holes, and his appearance was very ordinary. He was thrown into the crowd, and he would not be recognized at the first sight.

What's more, he also took off the ghost mask and put on a set of Tianxingmen skin.

And let the system rectify his breath again.

Mingfeng Sword Ancestor didn't recognize him, so it made sense.

Not only did they not recognize him, but they also regarded him as the last straw.

It's off the charts.

It should be that the Netherwind Sword Ancestor was unlucky, and the situation that was supposed to be a sure thing, unexpectedly bumped into Chen Ge again and again.

Chen Ge was a little skeptical, whether this Netherwind Sword Ancestor had done something to be sorry for him in his previous life, so that he made such a mistake just now and gave his life to others.

"Mingfeng Sword Ancestor's life, I, Chen Ge, accept it!"

Standing high above the sky, Chen Ge stared at Mingfeng Sword Ancestor in front of him, but saw that the light gathered in this person's eyes was extremely sharp. If he had a chance to breathe, he would definitely make a comeback.

There is nothing wrong with being hostile to the Great Wilderness Lin family, after all, they have enmity.

But it would not be good to let the Netherwind Sword Ancestor focus on the Eastern Territory.

In order to prevent this guy from resurging and causing trouble in the future, Chen Ge can only kill him.

"Seniors, this is the boundary of my Tianxingmen. You are trying to suppress and kill our senior Mingfeng Sword Ancestor here. Isn't it too overbearing?"

Chen Ge yelled at Lin Wushuang and the two of them seriously: "So, the head of my family is not an unreasonable person. Now I have brought Lin Chen, and I exchange one thing for another. I hope you can hold your hands high and let him go. Senior Mingfeng."

"Lin Chen?"

Lin Wushuang's old face withered like rotten wood kept changing, his face was like gold paper, and he stared at the blood-stained figure on Chen Ge's back.

Unkempt and filthy, his limbs and neck seemed to have blood holes pierced by sharp objects, his breath was like a gossamer, and he was dying.

"Chen'er..."

After catching the breath, Lin Wushuang burst into tears immediately, his voice became miserable, and his whole body was trembling.

A hundred years ago, Lin Chen was so high-spirited that he threatened to travel to the outside world, and he would return as an immortal.

At this moment, he still vaguely remembered Lin Chen's expression at that time, his brows were beaming, his spirit was high, his eyes were piercing, and he was always so confident that he wanted to do something for the Lin family.

After saying goodbye to himself, Lin Wushuang took over the Lin family's stall.

Unexpectedly, Lin Chen, whom they had been waiting for, was trapped in the Tianxingmen, and was tortured into a ghost-like appearance.

"Chen'er..."

There was another howl, and Lin Wushuang trembled with anger.

Holding the Yunque sword high in his hand, he screamed when he looked at Chen Ge, and raised the sword to sweep a sword light towards Chen Ge.

But bystanders know.

This move was stopped by Huang Jijian beside him.

"Senior Wushuang, don't be impulsive. Lin Chen still has breath, so there is no need to be so sad. It's just that the breath is very weak and must be recuperated in time. Our Shenlongmen has recuperation pills. If he recuperates on time, Lin Chen will surely have a chance of life. "

"Senior Wushuang, be careful."

Huang Jijian persuasively said that he was afraid that Lin Wushuang would do something stupid if his brain got hot.

Lin Wushuang is now the leader of the Lin family. If he makes a mistake today and indirectly leads to Lin Chen's death, he will surely die of depression in the future.

At least, there are inner demons in the state of mind, and there is absolutely no possibility of breakthrough in the future.

He didn't want to see Lin Wushuang make mistakes, and he didn't want Shenlongmen to lose the closeness of the Lin family.

It's just a pity that it seems that the Netherwind Sword Ancestor can't be killed right now.

"Falling short..."

Huang Jijian sighed.

"Okay, it's still interesting for you. I will return this Lin Chen to your Lin family. The Mingfeng Sword Ancestor in our sect will be taken away." Chen Ge sneered in his heart, and while humming, he did not forget to glance One glance at the Netherwind Sword Ancestor below.

But seeing the light of hope in this guy's eyes, he was extremely excited.

This is the exhilaration of narrow escapes when life hangs by a thread.

After finishing speaking, Chen Ge threw Lin Chen on his back, and flew out, falling into Lin Wushuang's hands.

At this moment, Lin Chen had passed out.

It is caused by excessive loss of essence and blood in the body.

Chen Ge guessed that Tianxingmen let Lin Chen take the bone-breaking pill on weekdays, and while calculating the inheritance of the Lin family, they also treated Lin Chen as a blood cow and crazily refined the blood in his body.

Otherwise, with Lin Chen's cultivation, he would never have passed out so easily.

"Here we come, Old Zong, save me quickly."

And at this moment, a burst of excited shouts suddenly came from Chen Ge's ears.

He looked for fame.

I saw Mingfeng Sword Ancestor lying on the ground, raised his head, and was staring at a figure looming towards Tianxingmen, and the whole person became more and more excited as time went by.

It is the deputy head of Tianxingmen, Lezong.

"Is Le Zong chasing you?"

Chen Ge was taken aback for a moment, his light and shadow stepping on the clouds was already extremely fast, and he didn't expect this old monster to come so fast.

"escape!"

Huang Jijian and Lin Wushuang were equally horrified. Huang Jijian snorted and pulled Lin Wushuang, wanting to run away.

Chen Gege flipped his palm, and instead of pulling the Tianxingmen saber on his waist, he drew the Seven Star Sword out from the ring.

Without saying a word, he was led down by a sword light.