In the Heavens

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At the foot of Wushan Mountain, the Shuzhong Demon Cult had secretly assembled.

Perhaps it was because they had learned the previous lesson, or perhaps because there was not much time left for them to avenge, this time the thirteen demon in Shu learned to shoot quietly.

Lin Pingzhi was still somewhat uncomfortable to participate in this kind of activity for the first time. Looking at Wushan, surrounded by clouds and mist, he couldn't help but sigh: "Once the sea was difficult for water, but Wushan is not a cloud."

"Yes, it's not clouds, it's blood!"

A weird man with a purple face sneered.

Lin Pingzhi had already felt a strong murderous aura from the icy tone of the people. Fortunately, this murderous aura was not directed at him, otherwise it would be a question of whether he could stand up or not.

After seeing the people who came, Lin Pingzhi hurriedly followed the crowd to salute: "I have seen the nine masters!"

The Purple Fiend Sword Demon waved his hand indifferently: "It's all my own brothers, no need to be polite. Now that you are at the door of the enemy's house, you should be careful all of them. Losing your life is not worthwhile."

Perhaps it was because of temperament, or perhaps because in the early days of entrepreneurship, the thirteen demons in Shu didn't have any pretensions.

Regardless of how cruel externally, internally they are still very kind. Although the canon is strict, it is still much more humane than other schools of Modao.

Frankly speaking, Lin Pingzhi's inherent cognition was completely broken in these days of the Shuzhong Demon Sect.

Although the thirteen demon names in the middle of Shu are resounding, they are not wicked and wicked people. Except that the magic skills of cultivation are a little weird, they are similar to ordinary people in normal times.

Even the scope of business of the Demon Sect in Shu is somewhat different from that of the various factions of the right way, and it charges protection fees for a living.

Except occasionally going out to vote to make up for the financial gap, he is an ordinary martial arts sect.

Originally thought that he would be forced to surrender the evil swordsmanship, Lin Pingzhi had prepared a fake secret book, but in the end, no one asked about it for several months.

The thirteen leaders were not interested. Most of the following congregations followed the leader to practice magic skills, and they also had no idea about evil swordsmanship.

Of course, it is more likely that the news in Shuzhong is blocked. These ordinary congregants with little knowledge have never heard of the prestige of warding off evil swords.

After all, Lin Yuantu's activities were mainly in the southeast coast. The only time to gain power in the land was to defeat the Qingcheng faction Changqingzi.

It's just that this kind of shameless scandal is too late for the Qingcheng faction to cover up. How can it be spread all over the world?

After practicing magic skills for a few months, Lin Pingzhi finally understood why everyone was no longer interested in evil swordsmanship.

Take the Purple Blood Demon Blade Heart Sutra he is now practicing as an example. In just a few months, he has changed from a small influential character to a third-rate warrior.

At this speed of cultivation, if he doesn't encounter bottlenecks, he will be able to break through the second-rate in three years at most, and he will be able to reach first-rate in less than ten years.

It doesn't matter if you encounter a bottleneck, just go out and fight. The way for the Purple Blood Demon Blade Heart Sutra to break through the bottleneck is to kill, as long as it kills enough and accumulates enough murderous intent to break through.

This kind of magic tricks for cultivating superb speed, looking at the rivers and lakes, definitely more than ninety-nine percent of the magic tricks. As for the sequelae, they are not in the eyes of Lin Ping, who is eager for revenge.

Compared to the tiankeng of his own evil swordsmanship, the Heart Sutra of the Purple Blood Demon Blade is already very conscientious.

According to the teachings, at his current age, as long as he doesn't get involved in the martial arts in the middle of cultivating this martial arts, there is a high probability that he will be able to live to his fiftieth birthday.

This is enough. Fifty years old is a rare longevity in this world. People in the arena can live to this age, only two or three out of ten, and most of them are concentrated in the famous sect.

If it were not for the tragic death of his parents and the inability to resist the power of hatred, Lin Pingzhi would not give himself a knife.

Facts have proved that this is really a world where people do not stand firmly. After a stab, Lin Pingzhi found that his evil swordsmanship had increased by more than ten times, and his cultivation speed was also on the rocket.

After discussing with his peers, Lin Pingzhi was surprised to find that no one in the same realm could match his own speed.

The world's martial arts is only fast and unbreakable, and he is almost invincible in front of the ultimate speed.

It's a pity that being undefeated does not mean being able to win. The Heart Sutra of the Purple Blood Demon Blade is equally powerful.

The inadvertent setbacks directly caused Lin Pingzhi to make a misjudgment, believing that his martial arts are fast, and the actual attack power is not very good, so he can only rely on the Shuzhong Demon Cult for revenge.

Now he is still working hard to become a rising star in the demon cult, to improve his position in the teaching, increase his voice in the teaching, and strive to get revenge on Yu Canghai as soon as possible.

People with special talents are always easy to stand out. The lightning attack speed of evil swordsmanship made Lin Pingzhi successfully selected as the vanguard to take on the heavy task of solving the enemy's patrol disciples.

A sword resulted in a Shoushan disciple, and Lin Pingzhi almost vomited out disgustingly as he watched the blood pouring out.

Fortunately, the power of hatred was huge, and he forced himself to adapt, without making a fool of himself in public.

But the good luck is only temporary. After killing dozens of patrol disciples in a row, the group was finally discovered by the Wushan faction.

After a Wushan disciple shouted "enemy attack", the unique suona sound continued on Wushan.

"kill!"

The whereabouts have been exposed, the Shuzhong Demon Cult is not hiding either. Directly started a frontal attack, anyway, he was able to reach halfway through the mountain before he was discovered, and he had already made a profit.

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Goddess Peak

Hearing one after another, Yan Zicai, the head of Wushan faction who was practicing in retreat, was almost sent away directly.

After spitting out a blood stasis, Yan Zicai hurriedly rushed out of the closed chamber and headed to the door to preside over the overall situation.

Looking at the old man who was commanding Ruo Ding in a panic, Yan Zicai hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "Elder Duan, what is going on, why did the enemy touch the door of the house?"

Duan Ziqing shook his head: "I don't know. The spies didn't send back information. When we found out, the Shuzhong Demon Sect had already begun to attack the mountains.

Maybe someone in the Demon Cult discovered his identity and cleared it out in advance. After all, the previous few demon cult actions were ambushed by us, and they should be alert.

Now is not the time to talk about this, the thirteen demons in Shu have all come, and I definitely can't resist it with the power of my Wushan faction. Master, find a way to break through! "

As he spoke, the sound of fighting had begun to approach. Among the nine factions alliance, even if the Wushan faction is not the bottom existence, it is also the bottom three existence.

Although there are more than a thousand disciples, there are very few masters. Looking at the whole arena, they can barely be regarded as first-class forces.

Before Yan Zi could speak, a middle-aged man with purple aura appeared before them.

"Hahaha…"

"Yan Zicai, Duan Zicai, you are all here! It's a pity that Prince Fei is missing, otherwise I will live together!"

Yan Zicai couldn't help but exclaimed after seeing the incoming person clearly: "Purple Fiend Sword Demon!"

Then Yan and Duan chose to run separately without hesitation.

The last time they Wushan sent three first-class masters to join forces, they barely repelled the Purple Fiend Sabre Demon, and now the two of them have no chance of winning at all, not to mention that there are people who have seen the thirteen demon of Shuzhong have come.

Although I didn't know what kind of hatred it was that made the Purple Fiend Sword Demon stare at the Wushan faction, the difference in strength told them that it was right to flash people first.

After hesitating a little, the middle-aged man, who was full of purple, chose to pursue Yan Zicai first.

The iconic purple evil sword aura flew out, and Yan Zicai, who sensed the danger of the younger generation, immediately dodged with a donkey rolling.

The sword gas passed directly across the cheek, the scene was very thrilling, Yan Zicai's cold sweat came out.

In shock, the distance between the two sides has been stretched to three feet. If you leave the younger generation to the enemy at this distance, you are looking for death.

Fortunately, with such a big move, the Purple Fiend Sword Demon is also very difficult to perform, and it is difficult to perform a second time in a short time, otherwise Yan Zicai can't even mention the fighting spirit.

As he swung his sword, Yan Zicai couldn't help but questioned: "Old Demon Purple Shaman, why do you have any grudges between my Wushan faction and you? Why do you keep staring at us?"

According to incomplete statistics, in the last five years, there have been more than two hundred Wushan school disciples who died in the hands of the Purple Fiend Sword Demon.

The Wushan faction was very puzzled by this silly enemy, and they didn't even know when they got into such a ruthless character.

I saw the purple evil sword demon sneered and said: "Yan Zicai, you don't pretend to be here. Twenty years ago, the massacre of Chenjiazhuang at the foot of Wushan was destroyed, but you led someone to do it yourself!

Why don't the nobles forget more things, we little people, are so unworthy of you to worry about? "

Hearing that 20 years ago, Yan Zicai was stunned. Who the **** remembers such a long time?

What's more, he was not the head of Wushan twenty years ago. He was just a small man, and he was completely obedient.

It doesn't matter if you don't remember, as long as there is a background, the following story can be edited on the spot.

"Old Demon Zisha, it turns out that you are the remnant of the Chen Family. But don't you want to know why the Chen Family was destroyed?

We must know that Wushan School is also a decent school. Why have you ever done anything to destroy the whole family for no reason? If it weren't for your Chen family's perverse actions, how could we act for the heavens? "

While using language to stimulate the mind, while strengthening the offensive in his hands, he tried to find the flaws of the Purple Fiend Sword Demon.

Perhaps it was the stimulus at the moment of life and death. With the Wushan Yunyu sword technique, Yan Zicai's skill was used in the hands of Yan Zicai.

If the Zisha sword technique was too strong, Yan Zi wouldn't dare to take it hard, and it wouldn't be as difficult as it is now.

Hearing that the Chen family was not the case, the Zisha Demon was so angry that he yelled: "Nonsense! I, Chen Jiale, is kind and well-known, and I am well-known far and wide. How can you, a despicable villain, be criticized!"

The sword technique was chaotic, and Yan Zicai was delighted. He knew that the long-awaited opportunity had arisen.

At the moment, he didn't care about returning his mouth, and immediately launched a counterattack to the Purple Fiend Sabre Demon, wanting to come back on the spot.

Duan Ziqing, who had fled and left, also turned back now, and joined the siege with a few elders.

Obviously, the escape just now was not really for running away, but for moving rescuers.

Realizing the trick, the purple evil sword demon furiously said: "You were playing tricks just now, just to delay time!"

Yan Zicai laughed loudly and said, "Old Zisha, you are still too tender. You have not seen your amazing magic skills, such obvious calculations."

The Zisha Sword Demon sneered and said, "So what? My Shuzhong Demon Cults gathered together. Today, your Wushan faction is destined to escape destruction!"

"Is it?"

"Why is there only one here, and the others?"

"I think it should be to ambush the nine alliance reinforcements. After all, the difficulty of the storm is too great, and it is far less easy to lure everyone out for a decisive battle.

To blame, I can only blame you for being too ambitious. If the thirteen demons gather together, our Wushan faction will naturally be unable to escape. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

But now only you are an idiot, so today my Wushan faction is going to act for the heavens. "

The Wushan faction is able to gain a foothold in the complex arena with its current strength, and Yan Zicai is naturally not a simple role.

It was just a meeting to judge the plan of the Shuzhong Demon Cult, and then set up a plan for the Purple Fiend Sword Demon.

As for the trouble in the back, the big deal is to take people away immediately after taking down the Purple Fiend Sabre Demon. Anyway, in the vast mountains, some places can break through.

Zi Sha Dao Demon angrily said: "Good, good, good..."

I don't know if it was because of the anger attacking the heart, or because of the magic power itself. After being stimulated, the power of the sword technique not only did not decrease, but became more powerful.

It used to consume most of the internal energy, but I don't know what's going on, but now it is suddenly abundant.

The Purple Fiend Sword Demon, who used his sword technique with all his strength, fell into madness. It seemed that it was not people who were using the sword technique, but the sword technique was controlling people to fight each other!