"Hi~Hi~Hi——"

This sound, which was like the sound of a demon entering the brain, kept echoing in the mind of the demon cultivator.

His eyes suddenly widened, "Ghost!!!"

He was so surprised at the moment that he couldn't even keep his body steady, and he fell straight down.

As luck would have it, he just happened to fall into the pit where the swordsman was staying.

The opponent had quickly dodged to the side a second ago, otherwise the pit under his butt wouldn't have been able to accommodate two people.

His old bones couldn't withstand such a violent impact.

"I've told you so many people." The old man shook his head and said as he dusted himself off, "Do you believe it now?"

The demon cultivator in question had been knocked unconscious by the fall and had no time to listen to what he was saying.

It took him a long while to recover and he quickly got up. He held the weapon in his hand and pointed it at the target he was chasing, then at the group of people who suddenly appeared.

He looked around in confusion, "Who are you? Where did you come from?"

Yu Heng was immediately unhappy, "Who are you, idiot."

Others are also ready to make a move.

This made the old man beside him a little curious, "What do you want to do?"

These little ghosts don’t look very old, but their cultivation is quite good.

At least at this age, he is considered a leader.

"It's very simple." Shen Weixun was close to him, right next to him. Hearing this, he drew his sword and said calmly, "Beat him up."

Old man: "..."

Demon cultivator: "..."

hiss.

This is not right. Something seems to be wrong.

But they didn't have time to think any further, as more than twenty disciples had already rushed over.

Everyone fully utilized their professional abilities. Various methods emerged one after another. Sword techniques, talismans and formations flashed. Even Jiang Chaoxu was still thinking about whether he should spread some poison.

The old man stared at everything in front of him in amazement.

It wasn't even his turn to take action, as the demon cultivator who had been surrounded by his disciples had already started foaming at the mouth.

Everyone had already restored their spiritual power and physical strength to the best condition on their flying magic weapons. Now that they encountered this kind of demon cultivator who came to them on his own initiative, they of course started fighting without saying a word.

For a moment, the miserable cries of the demon cultivators resounded through the sky.

In the end, the old man couldn't bear to see him suffer any longer, so he took action himself and dealt with him cleanly and efficiently.

"Amitabha, I'll be kind enough to give you a ride."

"..."

The demon cultivator who was not yet completely dead stared at him.

Damn it, old thing, you, an old Taoist, are you pretending to learn from those bald Buddhists?

But no matter how much he cursed, he finally closed his eyes with hatred.

The man never figured out how he lost the game until his death.

And what about that group of brats who showed up halfway?

*

After confirming that this demon cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage had completely lost his breath, everyone started to push each other up. The matter just now had not been resolved yet.

Xie Baiyi was speechlessly pushed to the front and had to lead the people behind him forward. He just felt the strong aura from the other party and had a guess in his heart.

The young man bowed slightly and saluted respectfully, "Greetings, Senior."

He seems to be a polite child.

The old man nodded slightly, then waved his hand casually, "No need to be so polite, I want to thank you for what you did just now."

Although he was capable of handling the opponent, there were too many unexpected situations. If he did it alone, the situation might be deadlocked for a while.

"..."

The disciples looked guilty after hearing this.

No, no, no, it’s too early for you to thank me. If you knew how you flew out just now, you probably wouldn’t say that.

Seeing that the old man was still rubbing his forehead, Jiang Chaoxu asked out of humanitarianism, "Senior, are you... okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay." The old man waved his hand again, "It's just a concussion, nothing to be afraid of."

Jiang Chaoxu: "..."

what?

He was a little dazed. He had a concussion. How could he be okay?

Good, good, good, your senior is worthy of being your senior.

The old man seemed to suddenly remember something, turned his head and looked at the group of people, wondering: "Oh, I wanted to ask you just now, where did you come from?"

When he opened his eyes and saw a bunch of young boys and girls suddenly appearing behind the demon cultivator who was chasing him, he was really confused.

Maybe it was because the collision just now was a bit too hard. He thought about it carefully and found that he couldn't remember what he hit that sent him flying.

The disciples who just breathed a sigh of relief: "..."

Ah this.

This question is so good that it makes a lot of people’s CPUs burn out.

silence.

Dead silence.

Now, to be honest, if they were the ones who knocked the person out, they would be scolded by their seniors, right?

A few seconds later, Ye Sui'an's brain raced wildly, "I was just passing by."

"Ah, yes, yes."

The other disciples also reacted quickly and started talking nonsense.

"That's right." Xu Xingmu said seriously, "We just happened to pass by here."

The old man stroked his beard and believed it, "So that's how it is."

The naive seniors never thought that this group of young people would collectively turn into big liars, and they just believed it.

"..."

The disciples couldn't help but wipe their cold sweats. Which family of seniors could be so easily deceived?

"Are you disciples of the Five Sects?" The old man looked at their sect uniforms and seemed to have a vague impression of them.

Although they are so young, their cultivation level is almost at the late Nascent Soul stage, and the young man in the lead seems to be... a Divine Transformation stage?

He couldn't help but feel a little doubtful.

I have only been in seclusion for a few years. Are the disciples of the five sects now so powerful?

It wasn't until I heard that they were my direct disciples that I suddenly understood.

No wonder.

It's not surprising that he is a direct disciple. How can one become a direct disciple without some ability?

"Then how did you fight with that evil cultivator, senior?" someone couldn't help but ask curiously.

The old man, who originally looked like a master, was stunned for a moment after hearing this question, "I will go with a few companions..."

Then he reacted the next second.

Yes, where is his companion?

“……”Are you remembering your companions by Daming Lake just now?

Xie Baiyi quickly guessed, "You must have encountered more than just one demon cultivator, right?"

There is only one demon cultivator, so it is not possible for him to chase a group of seniors to this extent.

The old man nodded: "We originally noticed the chaos in the cultivation world and wanted to come to help, but we didn't expect to run into a group of demon cultivators. I don't know which despicable guy actually used poison, and we were caught off guard."

The sword cultivator had a quick temper, and he couldn't afford to offend an older senior. He said in a bad tone, "I haven't dealt with the demons for such a long time. I didn't expect them to learn how to use poison. I don't know who they learned such a wicked method from."

Better not to let him catch you.

……