You think I have pure spiritual roots, why are you crying when I am invincible?

The middle-aged scribe did not take Chu Hongyan seriously at all.

Facing the incoming sword, he did not fight back. He just put his hands behind his back and kept dodging, allowing Chu Hongyan to attack wildly.

Chu Hongyan finished using the entire set of Lieyang Sword Techniques without even touching the corner of the middle-aged scribe's clothes.

Only then did Chu Hongyan realize that there was a huge gap in strength between herself and the opponent.

There was no chance of her winning.

Seeing that she could not win, Chu Hongyan no longer wanted to fight, so she thrust out her sword, took advantage of the middle-aged scribe's opportunity to dodge, raised the Lihuo Sword and prepared to escape.

But as soon as she threw the Lihuo Sword into the air, the middle-aged scribe's hand had already grasped the hilt of the Lihuo Sword and snatched it away.

The middle-aged scribe held the Lihuo Sword across his chest and looked at it carefully for a while, then nodded: "The sword is good, and the swordsmanship is also good. It's a pity that the person who wields the sword is a bit inferior."

After that, ignoring Chu Hongyan who was stunned in place, the middle-aged scribe started to dance with the Lihuo Sword in his hand.

The sword technique he used was surprisingly the Fiery Sun Sword Technique that Chu Hongyan had just used!

Just compared with Chu Hongyan.

The middle-aged scribe's swordsmanship is even more powerful and powerful, with a majestic aura like a blazing sun burning thousands of miles away.

Chu Hongyan was completely stunned, watching blankly as the middle-aged scribe performed the Lieyang Sword Technique completely.

In Chu Hongyan's eyes, the exquisiteness of this middle-aged scribe's Lieyang Sword Technique was comparable to that of Senior Brother Zhong who had taught her this sword technique.

It wasn't until the middle-aged scribe finished his sword dance and turned around with his sword that Chu Hongyan said angrily: "Where did you learn our Lieyang Peak sword technique?"

The middle-aged scribe looked at Chu Hongyan with a smile and said, "Of course I learned it from you. If Xiaoke hadn't wanted to see your swordsmanship, you would have been defeated the moment you drew your sword."

Chu Hongyan's eyes widened with disbelief on her face: "No...impossible. You only saw it once and you can use our Lieyang Peak's sword technique?"

The middle-aged scribe smiled and said: "How difficult is it? One time is enough."

While speaking, the middle-aged scribe suddenly turned his head and looked at the roof of the house behind him.

"You two have been watching it for a long time, why don't you show up yet?"

Chu Hongyan was shocked, what was this middle-aged scribe saying?

Is there anyone else who comes to investigate Fengtian Sect like me?

This question didn't linger in Chu Hongyan's mind for long before she got the answer.

Wan Zheng laughed, and Kun Lingfeng jumped down from the roof.

"The leader of the Fengtian Sect is really powerful. His photographic memory is truly admirable and admirable!"

The middle-aged scribe said with a smile: "Thank you, thank you. Xiao Ke just has a better memory than others. It made the two of them laugh."

Kun Lingfeng had a serious face and stared at the middle-aged scribe, as if he was ready to take action at any time.

Wan Zheng, however, looked calm and said with a smile: "Master, please forgive me for disturbing you late at night. My senior sister has no ill intentions in coming here. Could you please be patient and let us leave?"

"If the leader likes this Lihuo Sword, I will give it to him as a meeting gift."

The middle-aged scribe looked at Wan Zheng and Kun Lingfeng for a long time, then suddenly laughed and said: "Now that you have come, let's live in peace. Now that you have come to this sect, if we do not show our loyalty as landlords, Wouldn’t it be a loss of hospitality?”

Kun Lingfeng couldn't help but said: "Senior Brother Wan, what are you talking about with him? Fight him! The three of us go together, are we afraid of him?"

Wan Zheng sighed in his heart, this Junior Brother Kun was too naive. Didn't you see that Senior Sister Chu was powerless to fight back in the opponent's hands?

If the three of us go up and use Senior Brother Xiao’s words, wouldn’t it be for nothing?

Wan Zheng signaled to Kun Lingfeng to be calm and to wait for Xiao Yun to come, maybe they would still have a chance to survive.

"It's hard to refuse the leader's kindness, so we have no choice but to be respectful rather than obey. I wonder how the leader wants to entertain us?"

The middle-aged scribe nodded and said: "Those who know the current affairs are heroes. They are indeed young heroes."

With that said, the middle-aged scribe threw three pills towards Wan Zheng.

"This is the magic elixir developed by Xiao Ke. As long as a few of them take it, I guarantee that within three days, no one will be killed. How about that?"

Wan Zheng took the pill, took a look at it, and sighed slightly: "Do you really mean what the leader said?"

"You have no jokes."

Wan Zheng nodded and said: "Okay, we believe that the leader is not the kind of person who breaks his word."

As he spoke, he took the lead in swallowing a spirit-transforming pill into his belly.

Then he gave the other two pills to Kun Lingfeng and Chu Hongyan.

The two of them were obviously resisting and looked at Wan Zheng with frowns.

Wan Zheng sighed and whispered: "The three of us are no match. We can only hope that Senior Brother Xiao will come to save us."

Chu Hongyan nodded sadly, knowing that Wan Zheng was right.

I originally wanted to sneak into the Fengtian Sect to find out the truth about the Fengtian Sect.

Unexpectedly, he was caught and taken hostage.

The regret in my heart could not be greater.

Chu Hongyan took the pill from Wan Zheng, gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and swallowed it.

Kun Lingfeng was the weakest among the three. Seeing that Chu Hongyan and Wan Zheng had given up resistance, it would be useless for him to resist.

"Alas..." Kun Lingfeng sighed heavily, took the pill and swallowed it.

The middle-aged scribe smiled slightly, turned sideways and made an invitation gesture and said: "Young heroes, please come."

The middle-aged scribe walked in front to lead the way, and Chu Hongyan and the other two followed behind with their heads down.

Several people came to a rockery in the backyard. The middle-aged scribe lightly stepped on the green bricks on the ground. The rockery slowly moved, revealing a deep tunnel.

The middle-aged scribe smiled and said, "Please, please."

The three of them sighed and took steps to enter the tunnel.

The middle-aged scribe suddenly said: "Please leave the weapon and magic weapon behind."

Wan Zheng and Kun Lingfeng looked at each other. Wan Zheng nodded helplessly, and Kun Lingfeng sighed again.

The two took off their respective swords, placed them on the ground, and then entered the tunnel.

As soon as they entered, the three of them smelled an unpleasant rotten smell.

The further they walked in, the darker the tunnel became, and the three of them could not see the road clearly.

Fortunately, there were no obstacles in the passage, and the three of them walked quite smoothly.

After walking for a while, the three of them gradually adapted to the darkness, and then they could see the full extent of the tunnel.

This tunnel is entirely paved with blue bricks and kept clean.

The passage is not straight, but forms an arc. According to this design, the innermost part should correspond to the main hall of Fengtian Sect.

After walking for about half a quarter of an hour, a stone door appeared in front of them.

The middle-aged scribe did not see any mechanism activated, and the stone door slowly opened.

The middle-aged scribe said: "You guys will have a rest here for the time being, so I won't disturb you."

Chu Hongyan and the other three were controlled by others and could only obey orders and walked into the stone gate honestly.

Then the stone door slowly fell.

The surroundings immediately fell into dead silence.

Even the last trace of light was blocked by the stone door.

None of the three spoke.

After a long time, a low sob sounded.

Chu Hongyan finally couldn't bear it and started crying.

Kun Lingfeng was already upset.

Hearing Chu Hongyan sobbing, she couldn't help complaining: "Senior Sister Chu, why did you run to Fengtian Sect in the middle of the night? If I hadn't followed you, how could we have ended up in this situation?"

At the end, Kun Lingfeng added a modal word and punched the stone wall hard.

"Grass!"