The little apprentice sister is extremely talented, but she is not virtuous.

Chapter 592: The No. 1 Swordsman, whose sword can destroy the heavens and the earth

Seven days passed in a blink of an eye, and there was still no news from the Saint Palace.

News of defeat was transmitted back to the base camp one after another, which made the elders of the vampire clan very anxious.

"Were we deceived by the Seventh Palace Master? He asked us to defend here, but he ran away secretly."

As soon as someone finished speaking, the deep voice of Old Seven came over: "How dare you! You actually slander me behind my back! Am I the coward in your eyes?"

Then the seventh brother opened the curtain of the big tent and walked in, followed by a white-haired old man with a sinister face.

"Sir, please calm down!" The elder immediately prostrated himself on the ground, "That's not what we meant."

"Yeah! We were too anxious. Look, they're right at our doorstep..."

"Hmph!" Old Seventh threw his sleeves heavily and pointed at the white-haired man beside him, "This is my sixth brother, the best swordsman. He can destroy the heavens and the earth with one sword. Countless warriors have died under his sword. I brought people here to help this time."

"We are here to see the Lord Palace Master!"

Baimao waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I brought 500 elite soldiers from the Saint Palace this time, which is enough to deal with the Yunxi Demon Sect! What's more, my fifth brother is also in the dark."

Hearing this, everyone in the Blood Clan heaved a sigh of relief. Clan elder Lao Deng stepped forward with a smile and said, "So the Fifth Palace Master is here too! Why isn't he here?"

The white-haired man was obviously in a bad mood, and he tilted his neck: "What is your identity? Is that something you should ask? You don't know the difference between high and low! Slap yourself in the face!"

"Yes, yes, it's my fault for talking too much!" The clan elder Lao Deng stepped aside awkwardly and slapped himself in the face.

But I was extremely dissatisfied in my heart. After all, I am the head of the clan, and you are scolding me like a dog? You don't even give me the slightest respect, right?

Baimao sat on the main seat and crossed his legs: "I came here for another matter."

"Sir, please speak."

"Do you still have the fragment of the Shura's Sovereign Seal in your blood clan?"

"Yes." The clan elder Lao Deng nodded.

"Hand it over to me for safekeeping." Baimao said in an irrefutable tone.

"This……"

Seeing the difficulty on his face, Baimao's mouth sank: "Why? Is this difficult for you?"

"No, sir." Clan leader Lao Deng quickly shook his head and explained, "The fragment is usually kept by my ancestor and is not with me."

"What about your ancestors?"

The clan leader Lao Deng replied truthfully: "The ancestor is currently recuperating in the forbidden area."

"Recuperation?" Baimao slammed the table, stood up, glared and shouted, "My Saint Palace is bleeding and sacrificing on the front line, but he is just hiding in the rear and enjoying a good life! Who gave him the courage?"

"Sir, please listen to my explanation..."

"Shut up!" Baimao didn't give him a chance at all. "Send an order immediately, and have him come here as soon as possible! If he doesn't see him within a day, he will bear the consequences himself! That's it!"

After saying that, he led the Saint Palace group away, leaving behind a sentence, "If you dare to talk about my Saint Palace behind my back again, humph!"

Although the second half of the sentence is not stated explicitly, I believe that anyone can understand what he means.

When its breath completely disappeared, the vampire elders looked at each other, feeling a fire in their hearts that they had nowhere to vent.

"Master Patriarch, what should we do?"

Facing the question, clan leader Lao Deng helplessly spread his hands and said, "What else can we do? Just do as he says and send a message to the ancestor immediately."

"Alas!" The old men sighed endlessly.

The ancestor's physical body was destroyed, and a few days ago he had a fierce battle with the old dragon of the Zhulong clan, and his soul was also severely damaged.

He has only rested for a short time and now he has to go back to the battlefield. You can imagine how resentful he is.

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At this moment, there is a small town a hundred miles away from the blood clan’s base camp.

Li Yue, who was recuperating, suddenly received a note with only a simple line of words on it: Ten miles away, in the red maple forest, I have something to tell you.

The moment I finished reading it, the note automatically turned into ashes.

"Finally here!" Li Yue immediately stood up, put on a black robe, and disappeared into the darkness.

After a while, we arrived at a red maple forest.

An old climber in pink was leaning against a maple tree, with a few maple leaves on his head and shoulders, and it was obvious that he had been waiting for a long time.

The moment they met, Lao Deng said nothing, and made a spell with his right hand. The maple leaves all over the ground seemed to come alive at this moment, circling upwards and condensing into a giant butterfly in mid-air, flying straight towards Liyue.

"Hulua~" Liyue raised her hand and a ray of sky flame appeared, and the giant butterfly instantly turned into ashes.

“Good, good, good!” Seeing this, Lao Deng immediately clapped his hands, “As expected of the Jiuli clan favored by the God of Fire!”

Li Yue was horrified when she heard this. She took a fighting stance as if facing a powerful enemy and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you? How do you know my identity?"

“Hehe~” Lao Deng reached out and patted off a maple leaf that had fallen on his head, then stepped forward and said, “I am the Fifth Palace Master of the Saint Palace!”

Li Yue did not respond, but the murderous intent in her body began to spread.

"Don't be nervous. I have no ill intentions here."

Lao Deng waved his hands and sighed with regret, "I just can't bear to see you being deceived!"

"You want to sow discord?"

"Hmph! My Saint Palace is upright and aboveboard, and we would not bother to do such a thing!" As he spoke, Lao Deng raised his hand and threw a scroll in front of Li Yue, saying indifferently, "See for yourself."

Li Yue bent down to pick it up, glanced at it indifferently, and then burned it to ashes with a ray of heavenly flame.

"What? You don't believe it?" Lao Deng seemed to have expected her reaction and did not show any surprise.

"Why should I believe it?" Liyue's tone was extremely calm.

Lao Deng shook his head and sighed: "It seems that the damn old woman has brainwashed you deeply!"

"If you dare to slander the teacher again, don't blame me for being rude!" Li Yue's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the Black Flame Ruler was taken out.

"Teacher? Humph! Is she worthy?" Lao Deng threw his sleeves violently. "It seems that she has not told you all her details."

"What on earth do you want to say? My patience has its limits!"

"I just want you to know her true face!" Lao Deng stroked his long beard, "Back then, Yao Qian went to great lengths to sneak into my Saint Palace, with the goal of stealing the Burning Flame Art!"

He paused and added, "If I'm not mistaken, she should have passed it to you, right?"

Li Yue's face turned cold: "Nonsense! That was clearly created by my teacher himself, and has nothing to do with your Saint Palace!"

"I know you don't believe it, but I have evidence here!"

"So what?" Liyue remained unmoved, her tone extremely calm.

"I just want to tell you that such a person with such corrupt character and morals has no credibility at all!"

At this point, Lao Deng changed the subject and said, "Did she also tell you that the destruction of the Jiuli clan was not the work of Empress Shura as the outside world had rumored, but was done by our Saint Palace behind the scenes?"