Chapter 242: Heavenly Saint's Footsteps, Storms, and Demons After Feng Jie was reminded by Chu Ge, she released the spirit, but did not notice any signs of the enemy. Suddenly he realized that Chu Ge had discovered the enemy through the trained goshawk. Or maybe this demon sect has some special secret method to detect the aura of fellow practitioners. "No need to look for them. There are two Spirit Gods just over 200 miles away. One of them is very strong, perhaps a mid-stage Spirit God." Chu Ge once again communicated with his spirit, "Let's use the old method. You lead the charge to attract their attention in public, and I will assassinate them in secret!" Chu Ge had no intention of hiding some of his methods from Feng Jie. Because it can't be concealed at all. The other party had cooperated with him before and had witnessed his battles, let alone cooperating with him in the future. "Two Spirit Gods? They came here specifically for the Abyss Demon cub? It seems that the Twelve Demon Sects attach great importance to that cub."

Feng Jie was slightly startled. She did not doubt Chu Ge's detection ability, but was surprised by the Demon Sect's mobilization of so many troops. There are only twenty-two powerful spiritual gods, even if the twelve demon sects unite together, representing the only surviving strength of the seventy-two holy gates, the most top forces in the past. Two people were sent at once. If she were alone, it might be difficult for her to escape. Now that these people have appeared, they will inevitably bring trouble to the Hidden Water Goddess, so it is best for them to solve the problem. She agreed immediately and rode the strange bird towards the direction Chu Ge pointed. She and Chu Ge already had a tacit understanding of cooperation. She had also witnessed Chu Ge's methods of hiding his body and carrying out assassinations, and she had also witnessed Chu Ge's terrifying archery skills at a long distance. It can be said that this demon has almost no shortcomings. When you think he is an assassin who dares not fight head-on, he can actually shoot extremely powerful arrows from a distance. When you think he can only fight from a distance and is afraid of close combat, he will transform into a terrifying monster and burst out with amazing power. When you think his spiritual power must be a weakness, he can activate his dragon eyes and concentrate a burst of amazing spiritual power. Seeing Feng Jie and the other two walking away, Chu Ge turned to look at Dugu Mingxin who was standing beside him and said, "The fight later may be dangerous, so you should avoid it yourself." The veil on Dugu Mingxin's face fluttered in the wind, and she nodded gently, "I also hope to be able to help you, Your Highness." Chu Ge shook his head and said, "Not this time." After he finished speaking, seeing Dugu Mingxin's disappointment, he smiled again, his eyes swept over Dugu Mingxin's graceful figure, "Every time I transform into a demon, I will be more or less affected by the mania of the demon blood. Next time, find a place where no one is around, and you can help me relieve my heat again, that will also count as help." Dugu Mingxin's cheeks flushed and his lower abdomen felt hot when he heard the words. He uttered "hmm" and watched Chu Ge abandon his horse and jump away. Now, the White Tiger Embroidery and the Golden Light Boots have been successfully promoted to acquired intermediate magic weapons. Chu Ge used the golden boots and his speed was faster than before. His body moved as fast as lightning, and the branches of the trees under him quickly passed by his feet. He quickly took out the Tiger King Mace from the Snake Treasure bag and prepared it for use, and also prepared other shadow puppets that would be used later. When he was approaching the target within a hundred miles, he opened his black paper umbrella, and streams of gray-brown mist gushed out of the pores on his body. He entered the state of hidden spirit and approached the target.

"Zhu Zi, don't you need Xiao Qian and Xiao Gui's help this time?" Xiao Qian poked her head out of Snake Bao's bag and asked. Chu Ge said, "No need this time, you all stay hidden and don't show up casually." As he spoke, he reached out and sealed the pocket of Snake Bao's bag tightly. At the same time, a hundred miles away, Yuanmo Sect's leader Xiao Fanghui suddenly stopped and felt a series of alarming signs in his mind. He felt a powerful force in the air, locking onto him. The situation was so severe and dangerous that it must be a contemporary master. "Sect Master Xiao!" Han Shan, the leader of the Lust Demon Sect, had a slightly changed expression on her face as she looked towards the sky opposite. But then a strange bird was seen flying in the sky, and it quickly dived down and landed. There were two women standing on the back of the strange bird. One of them had a pretty face as calm as still water, but her beautiful eyes were murderous. The sword in her hand trembled slightly in front of her. Even though the sword was hidden in the scabbard, it emitted wave after wave of sword energy, attracting attention. "Heavenly Holy Sword—Feng Jie!" Xiao Fanghui, leader of the Yuanmo Sect, looked at Feng Jie with a strange expression, his mind racing with thoughts. They were somewhat surprised at how confident Tian Shengjian was, as he dared to come forward even though he knew they were here. "Be careful! All of you retreat first!" Han Shan, who was tall and slender at the side, reminded them and waved her hand, signaling the people behind her to step back. They were all old demons who had been in the martial arts world for many years and had good minds. At this time, they all realized the strangeness of the situation. Combined with the disappearance of the Abyss Demon cub, they understood that the newcomers had bad intentions. The young Abyss Demons are the sons of pure superior demons, and are protected by the will of the original Demon Lord. They are immortal, but they can disappear, which is enough to prove the enemy's powerful strength. Even though both of them were powerful spiritual gods, they did not dare to take it lightly. At this moment, Feng Jie had already jumped off the back of the strange bird. Her figure seemed to turn into light smoke and flew towards the two of them without any sense of substance. The spirit conveyed her thoughts. "You guys are so good at chasing us here, it seems like you are here for the Abyss Demon cub?" Xiao Fanghui and Han Shan were both shocked. Xiao Fanghui's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said coldly, "You actually know why we came here. Was it really you who did this? Where is the Fourth Prince of Yuanmo now?" Feng Jie smiled calmly without responding. The figure that was passing by like a wisp of smoke suddenly slowed down, and her eyes suddenly turned solemn. Her hands were clasped slightly apart on the hilt of the long sword at her waist. Her breathing became even and long, and in the blink of an eye she reached another terrifying realm of sword intent. For a moment, the air in the whole venue seemed to be filled with sharpness and murderous intent like severe frost. Her feet suddenly began to move in a strange way, quickly approaching the two men. It seemed slow but was actually fast, just like the Lady of the Nine Heavens stepping on the ground to form a magic circle. Her footsteps made a sound that seemed to follow some rules, and they struck straight into people's hearts like heavy hammers, quickly approaching the two men opposite. "Thump, thump, thump!" The footsteps sounded like the death-threatening voice of the King of Hell. "Heavenly Saint Sword Sound!"

Xiao Fanghui and Han Shan's faces changed slightly. They felt their spirits were shaken and they were even about to be brought into this terrifying rhythm of footsteps. Their hearts were palpitating and they felt weak. The two figures separated quickly, their expressions became solemn and they were highly alert and vigilant. The Abyss Demon Wheel in Xiao Fanghui's hand emitted a strange and demonic glow. Han Shan's eyes sparkled, and the folding fan in her hand opened with a "swish", and a bright light flashed. The folding fan was waved gently, but each wave made a loud "whoosh" sound, which stirred up a strong wind, making her long hair flutter wildly without wind, and her clothes fluttering. In their opinion, Feng Jie was able to deal with the Abyss Demon cub, and yet she dared to rush towards them alone at this time. She must have some earth-shattering killing move, which might not be as simple as the famous Heavenly Saint Sword Technique. Just as this thought flashed through her mind, Feng Jie suddenly gave a light rebuke, and her figure changed from quickly moving footsteps to a wisp of light smoke. In a flash, he turned into two figures. The man followed the sword, and the long sword in his hand turned into two sharp rays. At the same time, two dazzling cold lights appeared in the air and struck down to the left and right. Wherever the sword energy went, the air seemed to be torn apart and exploded in an instant, forming sharp air waves, giving people a sense of indestructibility. “Arrogant!——” Xiao Fanghui roared angrily, and his face showed a kind of majestic and demonic light that made people intimidated. The Abyss Demon Wheel in his hand hummed and vibrated as it rotated, and suddenly struck out. boom! —— A circle of terrifying arc-shaped vortex was formed in an instant, rolling wildly, and the energy had already blown the dust and broken grass into wild dance, heading straight for the oncoming sword energy. Han Shan retreated a moment, and the folding fan in her hand suddenly glowed with light and fanned out. Huhum—— The wind howled violently, and a pillar of wind was rolled up from the ground. The whirlwind was like a long upright snake, spinning higher and higher, and getting bigger and bigger, carrying with it the strange force to form a sharp airflow that was almost tangible, swirling and colliding directly with the sword energy that was shooting towards it. Two loud bangs! The two fierce sword energies collapsed simultaneously. Feng Jie's figure suddenly merged into one and retreated like lightning. Xiao Fanghui and Han Shan, who were facing a formidable enemy, were both stunned. They thought that this was a demonstration of the powerful strength and killer moves of Feng Jie, the Heavenly Saint Sword, so they were highly alert and did not switch from defense to active offense. Seeing that Feng Jie's sword energy was broken so easily and the opponent's figure retreated, everyone was a little surprised. However, Feng Jie's sudden retreat was just a feint, and her figure was like a wisp of light smoke, suddenly sweeping away the ground, raising a trail of dust, and the Guanghan sword in her hand changed from chopping down to slashing up. The long sword passed close to the ground, and the violent storm of sword energy immediately condensed into a sharp momentum and pressure like steel, drawing a strange crescent-shaped trajectory, like a waxing moon, heading straight for Han Shan. Han Shan shouted angrily, and suddenly spun around and fanned out with the folding fan in her hand. Woohoo! The wind was blowing hard, sand and rocks were flying, and a thick tornado took shape like a huge funnel in the violent energy and strange force. A violently rotating circular air column was formed, wrapping her figure inside and making an astonishing whistling sound. Han Shan's long hair danced wildly, and her eyes were filled with demonic light. She seemed to have become the god of storm that spun with the storm, emitting a destructive spiritual wave that swallowed and strangled everything. With the high-speed spinning storm, she crashed directly into the sword energy. After a loud bang.

The crescent-shaped sword energy was tilted by the hurricane. Feng Jie's arms shook violently, and her sword was almost blown away. She felt an extremely fierce and sharp airflow rotating and cutting at her at high speed. With a light rebuke, she protected her body with the sword energy and responded quickly. Her figure suddenly turned around and spun at high speed against the tornado. The sword energy in her hand was like a violent storm, like endless moonlight pouring out. "Clang clang clang clang" there were bursts of fierce energy collisions and the sound of metal colliding, clusters of sparks burst, and in an instant there were hundreds of collisions. The sword edges were like leaves tumbling in the wind, and the huge tornado was swaying like a drunkard, looking precarious. All this happened in the blink of an eye; it seemed slow but was actually fast. On the other side, Yuanmo Sect's leader Xiao Fanghui shouted loudly and moved, intending to attack and kill Feng Jie from behind. However, as soon as he moved, he intuitively sensed a strong threat approaching from the pull of his aura and the warning of the Abyss Demon Wheel. "What!?" He didn't even notice that there were enemies nearby. His thin lips were pursed tightly and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. call! —— A murderous aura surged over me. Xiao Fanghui was not afraid at all. He let out a long roar, which aroused his powerful fighting spirit. The Abyss Demon Wheel in his hand spun hummingly, turning into a dazzling lightning-like vortex that spread and covered all directions. However, he was still a step too late. Before he could put up a defense, a colorful and dazzling giant mace had already blasted through his weak spot, and the astonishing murderous aura of the weapon impacted his mind. Xiao Fanghui immediately drew back his magic soldiers to block, but a pair of golden vertical pupils radiating crystal light suddenly locked onto him again. The pure and terrifying demonic nature immediately shocked him with fear. "Abyss Demon!?" “Kang!——” All he saw was the giant mace moving rapidly in a very small space, suddenly hitting the Abyss Demon Wheel and smashing hard into his chest. His chest seemed to be struck by lightning. He suddenly retreated five steps and spat out a mouthful of blood. However, no matter how severe the injuries on his body were at this moment, they were not as great as the fear and confusion about the Abyss Demon in his heart. His face turned pale as if he had become much younger, and he was so scared that he looked like a grandson. Who is the other party? Why does he possess such pure and powerful Abyss Demonic Nature and Dragon Eyes? Before he could see clearly, two more spiritual figures with fascinating aura appeared around him and rushed towards him, with a suffocating momentum. (End of this chapter)