Chapter 9: We Are the Devil
"It turned out to be Xiao Li Tanhua, who has admired the name for a long time. Yan Shi looked the middle-aged man up and down, and bowed slightly.
Li Xunhuan said: "Where, compared to Your Excellency becoming the head of the world's number one sect at a young age, what is Li Mou." β
Yan Shi said: "What do you want to say?"
Li Xunhuan stepped forward, hugged his fists and said, "Just now, Li also probably understood the situation." The flower girl was originally a person of your religion, and because she fell in love with the white brother, she apostatized, which is certainly wrong, but it is also understandable.
Now that they are happy with each other, why should the sect leader be so unkind, it is better to sit down and have a good talk, and everyone can make friends, maybe this matter can be resolved satisfactorily. β
"The crime of apostasy is unforgivable!" replied Yan Shi indifferently.
"In that case, let Bai see what you are capable of. Bai Bai Yu drew his sword and pointed at Yan Shi, and the murderous aura on his body condensed.
"Brother Bai, don't be impulsive......" Li Xunhuan still wanted to work hard to stop this fight.
He knew very well that the Demon Sect was the number one sect in the world, with at least tens of thousands of people, and once Bai Yu broke with the other party, even if he was lucky to win today, he would have countless troubles in the future.
What's more, his keen intuition told him that the young and excessive Demon Sect Leader in front of him was really the only master he had ever seen in his life, and Bai Yu might not be his opponent.
He was kind, but Bai Bai Yu said indifferently: "Brother Li, don't say much, I want to see what he can do with his little doll who hasn't grown a single hair." β
Looking at his determined expression, Li Xunhuan sighed and retreated.
Under the worried gaze of Hua Baifeng and another woman, Bai Bai Yu stared at Yan Shi with a knife, and the momentum on his body gradually became extremely cold, merging with the vast heaven and earth around him.
He is the sword, and the knife is him.
His sword is everywhere, and his people are everywhere.
Opposite him, Yan Shi said calmly: "Don't say that this seat won't give you a chance, as long as you can defeat the knife in this seat's hand, from now on, my sect will not investigate Hua Baifeng's apostasy." β
A knife also appeared in Yan She's hand, a black body Qingfeng, like a green mountain eyebrows, a crescent moon, it was the full moon scimitar!
"What do you mean?" Bai Yu shouted, although he was arrogant, he also knew that the Demon Sect was so powerful, if he could resolve this matter peacefully, he naturally did not want to become an enemy of life and death with the tens of thousands of disciples of the Demon Sect.
And he has self-confidence, in the whole world, no one can beat himself in sword skills.
Yan Shi shouted: "This seat has always said the same!" His figure moved, like a ghost, pressed down from above, and the scimitar in his hand was demonic, emitting sharp fluctuations, slashing down.
The magic knife knife method of the head of the ten divine skills of the Demon Sect, also known as the Ruyi Heavenly Demon Chain Eight Styles, each style is divided into thirty-six moves, each move has a total of one hundred and eight changes, a total of thirty-one thousand one hundred and four changes, the trick in the move, closely linked to the chain, can be described as the ultimate in the ultimate knife technique, unparalleled in the world, and there is no respite for people when a knife is chopped.
Yan Shi after killing Fan Lonely, he got this magic knife, these two months continue to enlighten, even though he is extraordinary, he is the world's first-class master, under the command, to this day is still only able to master the more than 30,000 kinds of changes, there is still a long way to go from the complete integration, as for simplifying, to the realm of the divine sword, I don't know when.
But even if he only learned this set of sword techniques at the beginning, the realm of the knife path involved in Yan is also advancing by leaps and bounds, and he will never lose to any famous sword master in the world.
With his cultivation, coupled with the magic knife of the full moon scimitar, the power of one slash, even if it is Li Xunhuan, he is also changed at this moment.
"It's so exquisite, it's terrifying......" Li Xunhuan muttered.
And Bai Yu, who was facing this knife, felt unprecedented pressure, his pupils constricted, his whole body was concentrated on his wrist, his palm was pale, and the knife was dark.
Pale hands, pitch-black knives!
The moment the feather waved the knife in the day, the heaven and the earth were like the end of the world, the ghosts howled, and the gods wept together.
Hammer!
With a crisp clash, the two most terrifying magic knives between heaven and earth launched the most fierce collision, and the sword light was like water, permeating every part of this place, and the sun and moon were dimmed because of it.
The incomparable edge, the continuous knife momentum, the strong strength, the deep demonic intent...... Even if it is a god, it will change color for these two magic knives.
Sonor!
Yan Shi scimitar is like the moon, and the eight styles of wishful thinking are endless, such as sympathy for the entangled and sympathetic friendship of the world, cutting continuously, unable to cut, endless.
The days are long and the time is endless, and this knife is endless!
The moment he used the first knife, more than 30,000 knives poured out like a storm, and no one in this world could take these more than 30,000 knives.
But Bai Bai Yu did it.
On his pale hand, the pitch-black blade burst out with the deepest light, like a black hole, devouring every sword light that approached him, like a cursed magic knife, slashing around, like the wind and waves rolling in the sea, and the snowflakes flying under the wind.
Rocks pierce the air, waves crash on the shore, and thousands of piles of snow are rolled up!
The divine sword is invincible, and he deserves this name.
"I once showed my husband the Ruyi Heavenly Demon Serial Eight Styles, although it was not complete, but it was enough for him to take a peek at the leopard, new sect leader, you want to defeat him with this set of sword techniques, I'm afraid you have miscalculated. Not far away, Hua Baifeng sneered.
She smirked.
Li Xunhuan also breathed a sigh of relief.
"Leaking the sect is one more crime. Yan Shi's cold voice came from nowhere.
"Fight with me, you dare to be distracted!" Bai Bai Yu roared, and the pitch-black sword light in his hand suddenly increased several times, slashing around.
The sword light is incomparable, and the knife is full of momentum.
Zheng!
Two knives full of infinite magic collided wildly.
Suddenly, I heard a soft sound, and a scimitar like a full moon flew out.
Bai Bai Yu was stunned for a moment, and then said in ecstasy: "If you lose, the knife will be taken off......"
Before he finished speaking, he saw a pair of flashing gold and silver hands under the overflowing sword light, breaking through the air.
The overwhelming golden light spread all around, dazzling, Bai Bai Yu instinctively closed his eyes, but felt a majestic whistling in his ears, and the violent palm force hit his chest.
Sizhao's divine achievements, the world's unparalleled majestic internal strength, destroyed his internal organs in an instant, and his whole person was like a kite with a broken string, flying out at once, cutting off his vitality.
"You actually rebelled!" Li Xunhuan's face was still under the joy of thinking that Bai Yu had won just now, and he didn't expect Yan Shi to suddenly poison him, and after reacting, he was full of grief and anger, and a flying knife three inches and seven minutes long appeared in his palm.
Xiao Li Flying Knife!
Woo!
A crisp baby cry stopped his hand from sending out the knife.
"Li Xunhuan, if you send out this knife, this child will die!" Bai Xiaosheng and those few Demon Sect masters sneaked into the Divine Sword Hall at some point and brought a child.
Li Xunhuan looked at the child, hesitated, and finally did not send out the flying knife in his hand.
And Yan Shi there had already killed Bai Yu with lightning speed.
"Husband!"
Hua Baifeng and Bai Bai Yu screamed in grief and exclaimed, and pounced on Bai Bai Yu and the kidnapped child respectively.
Hua Baifeng picked up the dead Bai Yu, glared angrily at Yan She, who was standing beside him, and roared: "Didn't you say that as long as he can defeat your sword, you will let us go, why do you still want to do this?"
Yan Shi said lightly: "Princess Hua, when did you become so naΓ―ve, we are devils, when did you pay attention to talking and counting?"
What he said was taken for granted, and there was endless sarcasm in his eyes.
Hua Baifeng was stunned for a moment.