"ah?"
Hong Lei was stunned and found that the people on the mountain looked normal.
So after these days of surrounding the mountain, the demon hunters had already dug up all the secrets of this swordsman?
Even Zhang Hengzhou admitted that he was a demon.
Then... why don't you take action?
This time, not to mention Shen Yi, even he was a little confused, and could only look at the old general in the front in confusion.
Chen Qiankun didn't even raise an eyebrow, facing Zhang Hengzhou's hatred calmly, and said slowly: "In fact, I have hesitated before, wondering if there are really demons in this world who sincerely want to integrate into the secular world. Later, I thought about it, and you have changed women around you for more than a hundred years, if not five hundred, at least three hundred."
"They came here voluntarily because they admired my reputation as a hero." Zhang Hengzhou was breathing heavily, and the wounds all over his body showed signs of cracking.
"That's not what I meant."
Chen Qiankun waved his hands and said with emotion: "I just suddenly remembered that every time they were pregnant with your offspring, they were abducted by demons, and most of them were never heard from again. The few who were rescued made you famous as a chivalrous hero, but they died quietly a few years later. As a mortal, giving birth to a dragon demon, wouldn't it be a bit sad when you see the thing you gave birth to?"
"When a child is about to be born, demons come to kidnap her. When she is hungry, demons attack and kill the villagers. Every time, it happens on time, across hundreds or thousands of miles."
"What sin did this demon from Qingzhou commit to have the chance to meet a family of chivalrous men like you?"
"The people of Linjiang County have to give birth to several children a year to support a hero like you."
With a slightly cold voice, the figure in black armor slowly stood up.
The old man held the iron halberd and looked over indifferently: "I, Chen Qiankun, am a criminal. How can I dare to give you a chance?"
Under that cold gaze.
Zhang Hengzhou's facial features were tense and he took a few steps back.
Until a pair of slightly weathered hands held my shoulders.
He looked back, breathing heavily, "Master."
The headmaster, who was dressed in a flowing green robe and had dishevelled hair, seemed to have not slept for a long time. His face was vicissitudes, but he patted his shoulder gently: "I know you are wronged. He didn't give you a chance, so I will give it to you."
As soon as these words came out.
The sword practitioners who were kneeling quietly on the left and right sides of the altar suddenly had a hint of despair in their lonely expressions.
Many captains of the Demon Suppression Division had anger in their eyes. A hot-tempered lieutenant stepped out and shouted, "I've given you so much time, but you're still so confused. He's a demon. What chance are you going to give him?!"
The head of Qingfeng ignored him, stood in front of his disciple, and then looked at Chen Qiankun.
"Brother Chen."
He suddenly smiled, looking reminiscent and pleading, and gestured with his hand: "When I first picked him up, he was only this big."
Another general sneered: "When he grows to this size, he's older than your grandfather!"
The head of Qingfeng Sect still looked as if he hadn't heard anything. He continued to stare at Chen Qiankun and muttered quickly, "Brother Chen, you know I was born with a disability. Qingfeng Sect is the lineage of the Zhang family, and it can't be cut off with me... I picked him up from the river, named him Hengzhou, taught him to practice sword, urged him to eat, and secretly protected him when he went to kill monsters..."
He seemed to have much more to say.
"But he is a dragon." Chen Qiankun said lightly.
"But I have already trained him to be like this! I even prepared a sword pool for him to practice in! I have prepared the position of the headmaster for him!"
"It was that bitch who gave birth in front of people who turned him into a dragon!"
The old face of the head of Qingfeng Sect suddenly became ferocious, and his voice became hoarse!
Seeing that Chen Qiankun's expression was calm, he turned around abruptly, with disheveled hair, and suddenly changed from the head of a big sect to an angry madman.
"Qingfeng disciples, form a formation! Form a formation!!"
On the altar, all the elders, deacons, disciples and disciples averted their eyes.
"…"
Seeing this, the head of Qingfeng seemed to have expected it. He smiled crazily and took out a sword ball as big as a baby's fist from his arms.
He withdrew his hand.
The sword ball actually emitted a bright glow and hung in the air.
"I said, this is the Qingfeng Sect of my Zhang family."
The blood dripped into the sword pool, and he was not worshipping the Qingfeng Sect, but the Zhang family!
Under the gaze of everyone, he suddenly knelt down, then kowtowed hard on the ground, and said in a stern voice: "Please ask for the ancestral sword! Give me punishment!"
As the white bricks were smashed by the forehead——
The meatball called the Ancestral Sword instantly began to hum.
Also trembling was the sword at each disciple's waist. In addition to the changes in the swords, a strange blush appeared on their cheeks.
The headmaster kowtowed again.
Immediately afterwards, someone spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"…"
Shen Yi stood in the distance, and the scene before him was beyond his understanding.
"Hold them down!" Hong Lei shouted loudly. The disciples who were escorted here by them and were originally as docile as sheep, could not help but reach for the hilt of the sword at their waist under some strange torture.
All the captains rushed forward and controlled them in advance.
On the altar, there were countless sounds of swords being unsheathed, and only when one grasped the hilt of the sword could the punishment from the "ancestor" be slightly relieved.
Sharp swords were slowly aimed at the people from the Demon Suppression Division.
In front of the hall, the group of elders who were sitting cross-legged closed their eyes unwillingly, and a powerful aura gathered towards the front.
"Fuck, even if you were worried that there might be demons sneaking out, you shouldn't have sent them up the mountain. What on earth was Mr. Chen thinking?"
Even Hong Lei couldn't help but question it at this moment.
It is impossible for the other party not to know that the leader of Qingfeng has such means.
The aura of thousands of disciples gathered together to form a Ten Thousand Swords Demon-Slaying Formation, among whom were the Qingfeng Sect Leader and two other Condensation Core Realm elders.
Strands of invisible sword intent quickly enveloped Chen Qiankun, emitting a dangerous cold light.
"With this formation, it shouldn't be too much to keep Brother Chen for half a month."
The head of Qingfeng prostrated himself on the ground, no longer furious, and slowly turned back and said dejectedly: "You should have a place to hide, let's go."
Zhang Hengzhou showed ecstasy on his face. Finally, he took a look at the young man with a black knife hanging on his waist in the distance, then turned over and flew into the air without hesitation!
"…"
Shen Yi grabbed the hand of a young disciple, who had a look of despair on his face and stabbed at him with his sword uncontrollably. They knew better than anyone the consequences of attacking the captain of the Demon Suppression Division.
However, Shen Yi's attention was not on him.
I raised my eyes and stared at the receding figure in the sky, and my heart instantly sank to the bottom of the valley.
The guess was correct, this dragon demon could indeed sense his presence.
And now, the other party is about to escape.
At this moment, Chen Qiankun, who was enveloped by sword light, slowly closed his eyes.
Under the horrified gaze of the headmaster.
The iron halberd in his hand seemed to be taken away by an invisible figure.
The people stayed where they were, but the weapons suddenly shot up.
Sweeping with boundless power, in that invisible palm, there seemed to be the force to create the world, and it slashed fiercely towards Zhang Hengzhou's back!
"hold head high--"
Amid the sharp dragon roar, the entire altar turned dark. Above the main hall of Qingfeng Mountain, an evil dragon nearly a hundred feet long blocked out the clouds and the sun. Its dark and round body struggled hard, and the sharp horn on its forehead was sharper than any magic weapon.
But only for a moment.
The halberd slashed down, demon blood splashed all over the sky, and half of the dragon's body fell from the sky with a bang.
Only half of the body of the ferocious evil dragon was left, with its blood and internal organs spilling like raindrops. It fled in panic and fear into the distance and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
As the halberd returned to his hand, Chen Qiankun opened his eyes again. He was still calm and looked at the headmaster on the ground indifferently: "Half a month is too long. I will give you a stick of incense to tell you your last words."
"You...you have broken through?"
"Half."
Chen Qiankun looked at the sword ball in the air quietly: "Senior, you have kept me waiting for a long time."
After sitting for such a long time, my bones are really tired.
"don't want!"
Seeing that he was about to close his eyes again, the Qingfeng Sect Leader let out a scream and reached out to grab the sword ball, but he didn't expect that the ancestral sword was one step ahead of him and flew into his arms, trembling and buzzing.
In an instant, the swords in the hands of thousands of Qingfeng disciples returned to normal, and the sword lights in the sky dissipated in the blink of an eye.
"I've already told you guys, why are you in such a hurry? General Chen can't possibly harm you."
Hong Lei let go of the disciple and pushed him away angrily.
"Tsk! Guarding the mountain is to prevent the demon from escaping, and trapping the dragon is to force out the ancestral sword. The old man has long guessed that the head of Qingfeng wants revenge. Instead of waiting for him to do something bad secretly, it is better to kill him all at once, so that the dragon demon will not be able to escape…"
Hong Lei turned around excitedly, wanting to show off to Shen Yi that he had also worked under the old man.
Before he could finish his words, he suddenly froze.
Where are the people?
This chapter has nothing to do with the protagonist. It is mainly to describe the specific branches of the next realm.
(End of this chapter)