Chapter 7 Chapter Six

After the four men in black, it was the young Zhao Ziyuan who walked into the hall of the manor house. All the masters in the hall knew that the four men in black were professional swordsmen, but Zhao Ziyuan arrived at this moment by coincidence. Everyone mistook him for being related to a professional swordsman. The God of Calamity, Old Chou, said in a deep voice to Zhao Ziyuan: "Boy surnamed Zhao, the old man really didn't misunderstand you." Zhao Ziyuan was startled, and said: "Did you read anything wrong?" Calamity God Old Chou pointed to Gu Qianwu and Zhen Lingqing who were standing aside in a daze and said: "Some time ago, when you were walking with these two children who sent the challenge black invitation to Maifu, the old man knew that you must It is inseparable from professional swordsmen, as expected."

Zhao Ziyuan couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Your Excellency is self-righteous, and I am too lazy to argue." Calamity God Old Chou said: "It's useless to argue, your actions have proved your identity." Zhao Ziyuan said: "Xiao Ke doesn't understand the meaning of this statement." Calamity God Old Chou said: "What are you doing in Maifu tonight?" Zhao Ziyuan thought that he wanted to find a professional swordsman, but he was more eager than anyone else, but he couldn't tell the third party about it.Immediately said: "Come and join in the fun." Calamity Old Chou said with a sneer, "I'm afraid it's not that simple..."

Before the words were finished, Dou heard a stern voice from the corner of the hall: "Hey, are you done?" The God of Calamity, Old Chou, was startled, followed the sound, and found that it was one of the four men in black standing at the four corners of the hall who looked like ghosts. The four of them have not made a single sound since they appeared, and Calamity God only cares about Panjie Zhao Ziyuan, so he almost ignores their existence.Jin Ling Cross Spear Mai Chai stepped forward, cupped his fists slightly and said, "The four strong men are invited." The four men in black snorted coldly, but no one returned the salute.

Suddenly there was a loud noise in the sky, and a muffled thunder erupted, and the lightning disappeared in a flash, Qunhao's already extremely nervous heart was suspended for it. The wind and rain were blowing outside the hall, and the dark sky made everyone feel suffocated and stuffy. The strong wind blew the roof tiles and the branches were whistling, interfering with the sound of the rain, covering the whole manor house in a turmoil. In a horrible atmosphere. The man in black on the first right said with a look on his face: "Which one is the owner of the wheat farm?" Mike said:

"Old man Mai Chai, what advice do you four have?" The man in black said: "We want to spare your head and use it—" Mai Chue raised his head and laughed loudly, all the heroes could hear the trembling in his laughter, and said: "It's not easy to get Mai's head, are the four the masters of the black posts?" Another man in black in the left corner said: "In this way, you have to wait for our master to come before you are willing to confer the head?" This sentence of his was an indirect answer to Mai Chai's question, which meant that they were ordered by others, and there was still another master on top of them.Mai Tie frowned, and said: "The appointment time has passed, why does the master still not come?" The man in black said:

"Master Mai, don't be impatient, our master will never teach you to wait for nothing." Hong Jiang, the Flying Tiger standing beside him, interjected: "Three sentences are inseparable from 'our master', what kind of character is your honor?" The man in black said coldly: "Do you want to know?" Hongjiang Road: "Naturally." The man in black said in a deep voice: "You trade your life for the answer!" Hong Jiang was extremely angry and laughed back: "Your Majesty speaks outrageous words, Hong must learn something—"

The man in black burst out a word from the corner of his mouth: "Please--" Hong Jiang didn't even talk, he flicked his right wrist, pulled out the hand hook on his back, and rushed towards the opponent first. The man in black shrank back, dodged this pounce, and when he flipped his palms, he had already made three moves. Hong Jiang saw the move, and on the fourth move, the figure in black suddenly turned from the left corner and broke through the opponent. With a dense net of golden hooks, a palm was imprinted on his chest in an unrivaled speed. Hong Jiang took a step back with a kick, and the two iron gallbladders held in his palm made a "jingling" sound, and he opened his throat and shouted loudly:

"Hey!" With a throw of strength with the left hand, the two iron gallbladders were indistinguishable from front to back, piercing through the air with the sound of "woo woo" wind and thunder, and hit the opponent's door and the vitals of the lower abdomen—— This move is one of Hongjiang's golden hooks, because the iron gall is so abrupt that it is often difficult to guard against. Back then, he used the hook and two iron galls to knock down the twelve masters of the Jiangbei Green Temple in an instant. The old trick was repeated, and the group of heroes in the hall suddenly lost their minds and cheered.

Knowing that the man in black didn't even look straight at the two iron galls that shot, he waved his arm, but heard the sound of "bang, bang", and the two iron galls were hit by this swing. With the momentum, he fell to the ground paved with stone slabs out of nowhere. Qunhao's face paled suddenly, even Hong Jiang himself would not have expected such a result, just as he was stunned, the black-clothed man rushed in like lightning, and went out with a slap. rub!rub!rub! Hong Jiang backed up three steps, swayed his body for a few times, and then stood still with a stake, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood!

With a pale face, he raised his sleeve to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said: "you you……" Na na for a while, finally can not say a word. Qunhao stood there in a daze, all dumbstruck, because the palm of the man in black, from the strike to the change, seemed to be an ordinary karate's white-blade kung fu, but in fact there was a mystery in it, it was not a common martial arts method in the martial arts at all, it was It seems quite suspicious.The man in black sneered, "How?" Then he raised his left palm, and slowly pushed forward. At this moment, Hong Jiang had no strength to resist. Seeing that he wanted to kill him, everyone surrounded him while shouting.

Just at this moment, a voice was suddenly heard: "Don't stop with me!" Although the voice was low and deep, everyone in the hall could hear it clearly. Hearing the voice, the man in black immediately lowered his ready palm, twisted his body and returned to the original place, and everyone stopped at the same time. Looking around, I saw a person standing at the entrance of the hall at some point. At this moment, the bleak wind was howling, and the flames on the desk were getting lower and lower. It was pitch black inside and out, so everyone could only see a black shadow! Mai Chai lit the red candle, and by the jumping dim yellow light, it could be clearly seen that the man was old and thin, and his whole body was wrapped in a black satin robe. There are many capable men and strangers among the group of heroes, but no one noticed when the visitor invaded the hall, until he yelled in a low voice, only then did he become alarmed, this ghostly lightness suddenly knocked everyone down He took a deep breath. The old man Xuandu cast a gloomy glance at everyone, and said coldly: "What are all these people doing here?" The deer with two horns coughed lightly and said: "Lu Mou would like to ask your Excellency what have you been doing here and now?" As soon as the old man Xuandu appeared, everyone could vaguely guess that he is the master of tonight's matter, so Lu Shuangjiao asked this question just to confirm what he thought. The old man Xuandu turned his crystal pupils, and with a general evil spirit, he said in a stern voice: "If the old man tells the origin of his identity, I'm afraid you'll be scared to shit, so it's better not to say it." The deer horns said: "You, are you a professional swordsman?" The old man Xuandu remained silent, which was tantamount to acquiescing to his words. There was a commotion in the hall immediately. Although everyone was psychologically prepared, the word "professional swordsman" has been deeply rooted in the hearts of martial arts people for decades. This does not reduce some fears.The old man Xuandu said: "You were all invited by Mai Chai to help you punch, aren't you?" "Master Mai Zhuang didn't ask for an invitation, we came here voluntarily." The old man Xuandu's eyes were like falcons, he looked around them and said: "This old man doesn't want to kill innocent people indiscriminately, so today I'm only looking for Mai Chai, and I'll get the rest out!" Qunhao looked at each other, but none of them moved. The old man Xuandu's eyes were murderous, and he said: "Listen carefully, the old man is entrusted to come here, and the person who bought and hired said that as long as Mai Chi is killed, you will not leave automatically. If you make a move, the sword will have no eyes. Hey, is there only one person who died? , it’s hard to say.” As soon as these words came out, those who were not strong-willed were even more shaken. First of all, Li Xiangye, the only surviving boss of the Three Black Rock Monsters, started to retreat. God of Calamity Lao Chou glanced coldly, figured out everyone's psychology, and immediately said: "Do you want to divide us?" The old man Xuandu snorted, and suddenly stepped forward, his heavy steps knocked on Qunhao's heart one after another, before the man arrived, the murderous aura was already coming! Although his footsteps are slow, there is a hint of fierceness, which makes one feel as if facing the god of death, at any time, the opponent can surprise him with a sword and kill himself! Sure enough, Li Xiangye was the first one who couldn't bear it anymore, took a breath slowly, cupped his hands at Mai Chai and said: "Excuse me, young lady—" After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the gate of the villa. The God of Calamity and the Chou shouted from behind: "Brother Li, take a step slowly!" Li Xiangye looked back and said sharply: "Li's two younger brothers have already died because of your ugly words, why do you want me to stay now?..." Calamity God Old Chou said: "It's because of Brother Li's two younger brothers that they died violently, so you can't just leave." Li Xiangye said in a daze: "how do I say this?" Calamity God Lao Chou Shen said: "Because the culprit who killed Bu Shang and Zhan Nong is now standing in front of you!" Li Xiangye was dumbfounded for a while, and then said: "Old ugly, you pretend to be shocking, Li..." God of Disaster, Old Chou interrupted: "Brother Li, can't you believe the old man's words?" Li Xiangye had mixed doubts, and said: "Tell me! Who is that man?" Calamity God Laochou pointed at the old man Xuandu and said: "Who else is there besides this unexpected guest?" Hearing this, Li Xiangye took a step back, and all the heroes changed their faces, especially the Venerable Chaotian who had been in and out of the ghost town that day, and the beggar gang's flying ax and beggars were even more surprised.On the other hand, the old man Xuandu still had no expression on his face, as if he was not moved by the words at all. Li Xiangye asked Qi Ai: "You—what basis do you have?" God of God said: "The ghost town caught fire for no reason, and the two brothers Bu and Zhan were killed. At that time, the old man finally entered the ancient house in Huangyuan, and once saw a person rushing out of the house. , although the speed of that person's movement has reached an appalling level, but the old man can still see his face clearly, it is clear that this is the person who claims to be a professional swordsman!" Li Xiangye stared and said: "Old ugly, are you sure?" God of Calamity nodded heavily, Li Xiangye's eyes were red, and he sternly said to the old man Xuandu: "Give back my brother's life!" As soon as he turned around, he rushed towards the old man Xuandu. The old man Xuandu smiled sinisterly, swung his left palm, and slashed out obliquely. Before Li Xiangye could reach him, he felt a dark force attacking his chest, and hurriedly dodged sideways. Unexpectedly, although the old man Xuandu only used one move with his palm, he changed five moves in a row. Li Xiangye didn't even see the changes clearly, but when he heard a loud "Peng", the strong wind Turning direction in the air, Li Xiangye's left arm drooped down like a blade piercing the air. Li Xiangye felt anxious and angry, and for a moment he forgot the pain of the broken arm, and blurted out: "Who the hell... are you?" He wanted to lift himself up and pounce again, but there was nothing he could do. The old man Xuandu sneered, Ling Li's gaze fell on Calamity God, and he said slowly: "I can't say that your Excellency will accompany Mai Crossgun tonight!" The God of Calamity, Old Chou, felt a little uncomfortable for the other party's scissored eyes, and said: "Accompaniment for what?" The old man Xuandu said: "To die with him!" Calamity God's face turned from red to black, making the original ugly face even more ferocious, and it took a while to return to normal, Lang smiled and said: "It's not a big deal, since our old ugly came here with the intention of helping Brother Mai, we naturally don't take life and death too seriously. The question is whether you can take this mere life—" The old man Xuandu was not angry when he heard the words, and said: "The old man has never doubted his ability. Although you are a famous figure in the martial arts world, once the old man's sword comes out of the box, hehe, I'm afraid you will be buried in the world from now on!" When God of Calamity saw Li Xiangye's move that caused Li Xiangye to break his arm with an understatement just now, he had never seen it before, so he believed it a little bit in his heart. The old man Xuandu pressed the hilt of his sword with his piercing eyes fixed on God of Calamity without blinking. His sleeves fluttered against the night wind, and the long sword seemed to be ready to come out of the box at any time. All the heroes waited with bated breath, for a moment the whole hall was so silent that needles could be heard falling. Unknowingly, Calamity God was already sweating, and secretly concentrated his whole body's energy into his arms, watching the opponent's movements with all his attention, preparing to deal with this shocking blow. At this moment when the sword was on the verge of breaking out, Venerable Chaotian, who had been standing by the side without speaking, twisted his body and fell in front of the old man Xuandu, and clasped his palms together and said: "This benefactor invited." The old man Xuandu said in a deep voice: "If the master tries to get involved, he will be humiliating himself." Venerable Chaotian murmured a Buddhist name, pointed at Zhen Lingqing and Gu Qianwu, and said: "Can the benefactor recognize these two people?" The old man Xuandu pondered for a while, and said: "I know." He confessed directly, which was beyond everyone's expectations, and there was a commotion in the hall. It is also because of his acknowledgment that God of Calamity's identification of Zhen and Gu's black invitations to challenge Zhen and Gu is quite correct, so the ecstasy method that Venerable Chaotian used on them is enough to rely on to deal with the enemy. The last pawn. Among all the people, only God of Calamity has a scheming mind, secretly thinking that the other party must not be ignorant of the pros and cons, why he bluntly admits that he knows it, but people can't guess what his intentions are? Venerable Chaotian frowned and said: "The poor have an unfeeling request, and I hope the benefactor will accept it." The old man Xuandu said: "Monk, you don't need to say it, the old man can guess that you are going to use these two children to threaten the old man to leave this place, right?" Without waiting for Venerable Chaotian to answer, he replied: "Hey, this is called wishful thinking." Venerable Chaotian's complexion changed, and he said: "The benefactor's eyes are different from ordinary people's. Didn't he see the strangeness in their expressions?" The old man Xuandu said: "The Dafa of Chaotian Temple is known all over the world. Seeing the two children with dumbfounded faces, it is natural that they lost their sanity after being subjected to this method..." When Venerable Chaotian saw the name of the magic spell with a single word from him, he was slightly startled, and said: "It's best for the benefactor to have this insight. Now I'm going to order one of them to attack the benefactor. Be careful—" With a wave of his robe sleeves, Gu Qianwu who was beside him jumped forward, without saying a word, he slashed at the old man Xuandu with his palm. The old man Xuandu lowered his voice and said: "Awu, do you really not recognize the old man?" As if Gu Qianwu had never heard of it, he slashed down with his palm. The old man Xuandu flicked his fingers, Gu Qianwu was suffocated, and fell back a few steps. The old man Xuandu thought in his heart: "According to my calculations, it has been four years since Ah Wu was on my door. In the past four years, I have not even figured out his bottom. It can be seen how unfathomable he is. Just now I deliberately asked him to attack me to try It seems to be a waste of effort to test whether he is really captured by the Fascination Dafa." Then Gu Qianwu took a breath and rushed forward again. A thought suddenly flashed across the old man Xuandu's mind. With a flick of his left arm, he deflected the opponent's attack, and then stretched his right hand like lightning, aiming at Gu Qianwuzhong's chest intentionally or unconsciously. He stretched out his fingers and beat the switch, but stopped immediately while putting on his clothes, and immediately took a step back, staring at Gu Qianwu intently. Gu Qianwu roared and said: "Old man, take your life!" In the roar, he flipped his palms over, but when he heard the sound of "tiger", a gust of wind rushed in. The old man Xuandu dodged away, thinking inwardly. "I still don't believe that he will be insane, but Jiuwei's death spot, which is a little bit of my luck, as long as I practice martial arts, how can I remain indifferent? Could it be that my judgment is wrong again?" Venerable Chaotian raised his hand, recalled Qianwu, and said: "The minds of these two people are under the control of the poor monk, the benefactor must be very clear." The old man Xuandu snorted coldly and said: "So what if it's clear?" Venerable Chaotian said: "The ecstasy practiced by the poor monk will not be eliminated for a day, and the two of them will not be able to return to normal for a day. Whether the benefactor is willing to withdraw from this hall and promise that he will no longer be harmful to Mai Chai must be worthy of serious consideration." The old man Xuandu said coldly: "Since the old man was hired by someone, he came to remove the wheat cross gun, so there is no reason to back down halfway, monk, you are wasting your efforts in vain." Before Venerable Chaotian, Mai Chai and the others could change their expressions, Calamity God and Old Chou stepped forward and said in an open voice: "Your Excellency, don't you even care about your own daughter?" A strange look flashed across the eyes of the old man Xuandu, and he immediately regained his composure, saying: "What nonsense are you talking about? Forgive me for not understanding." Calamity God glanced at Zhen Lingqing who was on the side of Muli, and said: "Our family guesses that this girl is Qianqin, maybe I guessed right..." The old man Xuandu murmured: "Nonsense... nonsense..." After a pause, he turned to Venerable Chaotian and said: "Monk, don't think that you are the only one who is good at deterring soul spells. In fact, the old man can restore the two children's sanity with just a little trick. Do you believe it or not?" Venerable Chaotian was slightly taken aback, and said: "It's not that the poor are arrogant. So far, no one in the world has been able to defeat Chaotian Temple's Fascinating Soul Dafa." The old man Xuandu said: "The monk has such confidence?" Venerable Chaotian said: "The benefactor might as well give it a try..." Speaking of this, suddenly saw figures flickering in the hall, Venerable Chaotian involuntarily stopped talking, looked intently, and saw three Taoist priests of different ages standing in front of the door.The old man Xuandu glanced at him and said with a sneer: "Are the third sons of Wudang also planning to stir up this muddy water?" Those three Taoist priests were the three sons of Wudang who are well-known in the martial arts world, and the elder Tianli Zhenren who led him gave Mai Chai a little cock, and said, "Fellow Daoist Mai, poor Taoist..." Mai Chai looked serious, interrupted: "Dao Chang came to help from a long distance, and Mai is very grateful." Tianli Zhenren said: "Don't dare, Pindao and the two nephews met that professional swordsman on the way here..." Before the words were finished, Qunhao was already moved, Mai Chai pointed to the old man Qi Ai and said: "Why, did the Taoist priest meet him face to face?" Immortal Tianli sized up the old man Xuandu, shook his head and said: "This benefactor? No, no, what Pindao met was someone else. It's ridiculous that the man still called himself 'Sima Daoyuan', but he didn't know that Sima Daoyuan was killed in Cuihu twenty years ago, and he was already dead. Everyone knows, so Pindao immediately guessed that he is a professional swordsman." He spoke freely, never noticing the change in the eyes of the old man Xuandu, and continued: "However, with the joint strength of the three of them, Pindao, they still can't stop it. I don't know if the person has come here?" Mai Chuefang wanted to answer, but the old man Xuandu coughed lightly, and rushed to say: "Where did the Taoist priest meet the man who called himself Sima Daoyuan?" Dali was stunned for a moment, and said: "On the hillside which is less than half an hour away from the main house..." The old man Xuandu said: "That man is wearing a white robe, with a white cloth covering his face, and his voice is a little old and hoarse?" Zhao Ziyuan who was standing next to him moved slightly when he heard the words, and Tianli Daoist blurted out: "Yes, how did the benefactor know so clearly?" The old man Xuandu was silent, at this moment Tianli Zhenren had time to look at the people in the hall, and immediately found Zhao Ziyuan standing in a corner against the wall, he couldn't help being surprised, and said: "Little benefactor, you actually came here?" Zhao Ziyuan knew that the reason why the other party was surprised was because he saw himself walking with that "Sima Daoyuan" in person, so he said calmly: "Xiao Ke came here uninvited, pretending to be an uninvited guest." Master Tianli frowned and said: "Pindao means: What is the purpose of the little benefactor here?" Zhao Ziyuan was about to answer when he suddenly heard the old man Xuandu whispering to himself: "Sima Daoyuan?!...Sima Daoyuan?...Dare to be him..." Zhao Ziyuan swallowed the words, and then saw the old man Xuandu's eyes dark and uncertain, as if he was thinking about an important matter. The whole hall suddenly became silent, and after a while, the old man Xuandu slowly raised his head, facing Mai Chai and said, "Let's send your surname Mai's life for now, as for these two children, the old man will take them with you." Walk." There was no joy on Mai Chai's face, and he said: "Your Excellency, why are you coming and going in such a hurry?" A cold murderous look suddenly shot out from the eyes of the old man Xuandu, Mai Chai saw it unintentionally, and shivered involuntarily. The old man Xuandu said sternly: "Mai Chai! Do you know that it is easier for this old man to take your life than to break a branch?" Mai Chai quarreled for a while, but couldn't answer. The old man Xuandu sneered, flipped his palm up and hit it upwards, but heard a loud "boom", a five-foot-square hole was cracked in the tile roof of the hall, and the beams and tiles collapsed in all directions, and the entire hall collapsed. It seems that there is a possibility of swaying at any time, and the prestige is so fierce that it cannot be added. All the masters were stunned and shocked by his aura. The old man Xuandu said: "My surname is Mai, are you confident that you can bear this blow?" Mai Ke stared and said: "Your Excellency's palm power is unparalleled in the world, and Mai believes that he is invincible." The old man Xuandu said: "It's best for you to have this self-knowledge. You should know that if the old man draws his sword, then you will be even more unlucky." After saying that, he suddenly laughed out loud, his voice was like a night owl's sudden cry, it was extremely ear-piercing. Everyone in the hall was stunned by the laughter, and tried their best to resist and restrain their minds, but the howling laughter was always lingering in their ears. The laughter gradually became louder and louder, shaking the whole hall slightly, and the muscles on the faces of many people in the crowd began to twitch, obviously unable to resist the invasion of laughter. Just when their minds were getting fainter, the old man Xuandu suddenly turned around, and circled around like a star flying pill. The laughter was followed by a loud voice. "Back off!" Hearing the words, the four men in black immediately jumped out of the hall. Followed by the old man Xuandu with his arms around Zhen and Gu, he also exited the hall. At this moment, he heard a deep voice: "The surname Zhen, take a step!" The old man Xuandu couldn't stop laughing, and disappeared in the night and wind and rain as soon as he shook his body. The laughter disappeared in a flash, and finally disappeared. At this moment, another person suddenly floated down from the roof, his movement was as light as a falling leaf, and he didn't even make a sound! The man was of medium stature, wearing a white robe all over his body, and a white cloth covering his face, which made people feel as if he was in the snow or even in the ice cellar. A look of astonishment flashed across Zhao Ziyuan's face, and he secretly shouted in his heart: "It's him? He's here too..." That person was the man in white robe who rescued Zhao Ziyuan from Liuxiangyuan and called himself "Sima Daoyuan". He stood at the entrance of the hall and looked around for a while, then flew away along the way the old man Xuandu retreated. After a while, everyone started to wake up like a big dream, and the flying ax beggar took the lead and said: "The professional swordsman is gone—" Calamity God Old Chou sighed, and said: "Let's go, the two children surnamed Gu and Zhen were also taken away by him." Venerable Chaotian said: "The benefactor laughed just now, and our minds fell into a state of confusion. Does the ugly benefactor understand the reason?" Calamity God shook his head and said: "I can't remember any kind of kung fu in the world that can win people's hearts with laughter. The heroes of the Beggar Clan have a lot of experience, so maybe they have a spectrum in their hearts." Unexpectedly, the flying ax beggar could only shake his head and fell into deep thought. Tianli Zhenren said: "The person who calls himself 'Sima Daoyuan' seems to have been here before..." Makoto said solemnly: "Is that the man in white robe? Mai has seen it." As soon as this statement came out, everyone could infer that he could recover his mind in a short period of time, which shows that his skill is extraordinary, but at this moment, the face of this famous martial arts hero is extremely dignified, without a trace of relief. Suddenly there was the sound of chaotic footsteps, and in a short while dozens of disciples from Mai Chai's sect poured into the hall, all of them looked unusually sluggish, as if after a great battle, their vitality was too depleted. Sincerely. Mai Chai looked at a big disciple in front of him and said: "Tell me about what you saw and heard around the guard house... After Fang asked, seeing their sluggish expressions, he immediately understood, shook his hand and said: "Forget it, you can retreat—" A dozen or so disciples bowed and saluted, and exited the hall one after another. After a while, Venerable Chaotian opened his mouth and said: "Mai Benefactor figured it out, Guangmai said: "Why? "The Venerable Chaotian said: "Why did the professional swordsman retreat in such a hurry? Isn't Mai Shizhu looking for this answer?" Mai Chai said solemnly: "To be honest, Mr. Mai still can't make up a clue." Tianli Zhenren said: "Poverty's opinion may have something to do with the appearance of the person who calls himself 'Sima Daoyuan'." The flying ax beggar nodded and said: "Other than that, there is no other possible explanation." Calamity God Old Chou hesitated for a moment, stepped forward and said: "The retreat of a professional swordsman will not come back to your residence to challenge you for a period of time. I still have important matters to attend to, so I will take a step back." Mai Chai thanked him repeatedly, and God of Calamity clasped his fist slightly, together with Venerable Chaotian, Beggar Flying Axe and Li Xiangye, turned around and walked out of the hall. As soon as Yangshen's group left, Hong Jiang, Lu Shuangjiao and others also left one after another, and the huge hall returned to its previous silence in a blink of an eye.