As a sect that has taken root in the mainland for countless years and has always been cut inexhaustible, the Wuji Demon Sect has a good foundation of its own, and the number of Supreme Elders with superb cultivation under it once reached dozens.

At the beginning, the Ten Immortal Dao Holy Gates were high-level figures who were staring at the Wuji Demon Gate, and they needed to work together to balance the Demon Gate.

However, now facing Wang Feng alone, he no longer has the strength to fight.

This young descendant who did not die in a hundred battles in Emperor Wu City and slaughtered several true god powerhouses with his hands really became the first person to be crowned in the world.

"Come out. Wang Feng attached his hands to the back, and there was not a trace of breath overflowing from his whole body, just like an ordinary family parade, but it gave the thousands of disciples present a sense of oppression that the mountain rain was about to come and the wind was full of buildings.

On both sides of the palatial corridor are densely distributed high-rise demon gates, and at the end of the corridor is where the top position of the supreme head of the headquarters is placed.

The black robe was sitting on a chair with an obscure expression.

Today, he did not wear a black robe with a strong personality, and his entire face was exposed. This is an extremely gloomy, vicissitudes of life, a little pale and a little helpless.

The black robe looked up at Wang Feng, and his expression became more and more sad.

Once upon a time, this young descendant, who had not yet made a name for himself, inadvertently joined the Infinite Demon Gate and studied here as a king demon. At that time, who would have believed that he would get to where he is today?

"If I had discovered your talent as soon as possible and cultivated it, maybe my Wuji Demon Gate would have a different picture. The black robe let out a long sigh of pity, Wang Feng was once classified as a disciple of the Beishan Madness, and became a disciple of the Outer Sect, a disciple of the Wuji Demon Sect. However, because of some things that happened, the young man in front of him went against the Wuji Demon Gate.

One wrong step, a lifetime mistake.

"I'm not the teenager I used to be. Wang Feng said expressionlessly.

The black robe was silent at first, and then laughed miserably. "But after all, you were once a disciple of the Infinite Demon Gate. ”

"You said it, it was once. Wang Feng smiled lightly, "You talk about these old things, but you just want me to let you live." Unfortunately, I don't want to. ”

The black robe lowered his head dejectedly, his eyes dimmed.

He has never done anything in his life that he regrets. But he made a mistake in Emperor Wu City, and rashly attacked Wang Feng, so that such a powerful enemy came to visit. In addition, the black robe was already slashed by Wang Feng with a sword in Emperor Wu City, and now his condition is even worse, and he has almost no power to fight back.

Wang Feng's attached right hand shook a few times, "Since today, the Wuji Demon Gate has been completely disbanded, and those who don't want to die should leave the Demon Gate now." As for your Demon Sect Master, let me apologize with death. ”

The eyes of the demon disciples on both sides wandered. seems to be thinking about whether to resist to the death and dedicate oneself to this door, or to survive and live humbly.

After a few moments, the silent crowd began to retreat like a tide.

In the huge corridor, only Wang Feng and the black robe were left staring at each other.

"Do you regret it?" Wang Feng smiled.

The black robe laughed miserably, and the brilliance in his eyes became more and more lonely. The next moment, Wang Feng's eyes blinked. The Human Emperor Sword shone with a touch of brilliance in the sky, and there was a roar. Piercing through the slowly wriggling Adam's apple of the black robe.

A generation of demons, a bleak end.

Wang Feng wiped his chin, looked up at the north, and then his figure flashed, all the way to the north.

......

Today, the speed at which the mainland transmits information has become unimaginably fast. It was only a few hours after the fall of the Infinite Demon Gate, and the whole world knew about it.

Everyone was shocked and at the same time sighed at Wang Feng's strength.

"This is the rhythm of liquidating one by one, Emperor Wu City is besieged by various sects, Wang Feng must settle accounts one by one. Several cities are paying close attention to Wang Feng's dynamics, so as to judge which sect Wang Feng will target next.

"The news is out. Wang Feng went all the way north. ”

A prosperous capital city quickly intercepted a message indicating Wang Feng's trajectory. The latest news revealed that Wang Feng was heading north, and deliberately slowed down his journey, intending to let people know.

"To the north?" After getting the news, someone began to judge which sect Wang Feng was targeting next, but there seemed to be very few sects on this route. Most of them are rooted in the open terrain and abundant natural resources of the Central Plains.

"Not true. The scene suddenly exploded with a sudden sigh of realization, "He is going to Shenwumen." ”

Everyone is puzzled, Shenwumen is Wang Feng's birthplace, although there have been unpleasant incidents, but Wang Feng has been wronged, why do you still go to Shenwumen now?

Compared with the doubts of outsiders, several high-level officials of the Shenwu Sect, especially Zhang Motian, all know it.

For a time, the atmosphere of Shenwumen was solemn, as if it was facing a great enemy.

Zhang Motian was even more anxious, pacing around the room, very frightened and uneasy.

"It seems that Wang Feng still doesn't want to let me wait. Zhang Motian let out a long sigh of concern, don't develop the situation of Qiji to the point where it is difficult to control.

At noon, Wang Feng appeared.

A stone climbing path stretches up, and at the end is the Shenwu Gate, which was once the supreme glory. However, in Zhao Ziyang, Lin Xiao died in battle one after another, and the sect seemed a little down.

On both sides of the stone road are the same gate of the former Shenwu Gate, which is roughly the same age as Wang Feng, but the realm of strength is very different.

A bleak wind blew, and the heavens and the earth were killed.

Wang Feng paced slowly and climbed the stairs.

"Senior Brother Wang, you, you're here. There was a timid voice from Wang Feng's old acquaintances, and his tone and tone seemed to be detained.

Wang Feng smiled and nodded. He didn't want to kill when he came to Shenwumen today, after all, this was the place where he used to live, and what he was looking for was Zhang Motian.

Zhang Motian finally appeared, since he knew that Wang Feng was coming, he wanted to find a reason to avoid it at first, but the world is so big, with Wang Feng's cultivation, it is easy to find him out.

"The younger generations haven't seen each other for many days, and the style is even more prosperous. Zhang Motian greeted him with a smile and respectfully invited Wang Feng to enter the Shenwu Gate.

Wang Feng was expressionless, and glanced at him lightly, the latter's brows jumped sharply, if it weren't for his calm mentality, this glance would directly make him kneel down in fright.

"Where is Elder Ouyang's tomb?" Wang Feng didn't want to say more, and asked such a sentence.

Zhang Motian was stunned at first, and then led the way himself.

At the beginning, Ouyang Xiaoyao was mutilated to death, and Shenwumen hastily ended the old man's funeral, and he didn't even have a decent tombstone. Zhang Motian was afraid that Wang Feng would open the Shenwu Sect because of this, so he reburied Ouyang Xiaoyao very interestingly.

The cemetery is open, and the stele is written on the life of this old man and his contribution to Shenwumen.

Wang Feng's heart was slightly cold, if it weren't for the fact that he would not die in a hundred battles, he finally let this old man even be able to avenge his grievances, but he was afraid that the latter would be infamous for the rest of his life.

"Zhao Ziyang and Lin Xiao, as the high-level officials of the Shenwu Sect, have done such a rebellious thing, Zhang is deeply sorry, and I sincerely apologize to you. Zhang Motian's identity is very low, and he is afraid that Wang Feng will be dissatisfied if he is not careful.

Fortunately, this matter ended successfully, Zhao Ziyang, Lin Xiao and other high-level officials who brutalized Elder Ouyang were duly punished, and they were strictly investigated and punished in the later stage, and several high-level officials involved in it were executed one after another. ”

"I can assure you that all the outlaws are in charge. ”

"All?" Wang Feng raised his eyebrows, his tone light.

Zhang Motian's body trembled slightly, and he replied stubbornly, "All." ”

"None of the fish slipped through the net?" Wang Feng asked again.

"Not really. Zhang Motian lowered his head, feeling that the moment he answered this sentence, his heartbeat was about to stop beating. Then after this sentence, there was a long silence.

Zhang Motian's palms began to sweat, and the movement of bowing his head was maintained, he was afraid that he would meet Wang Feng's eyes as soon as he raised his head. The outlaws who killed Ouyang Xiaoyao did die one by one, but when it came to the fish that slipped through the net, it was himself.

Wang Feng's current weird attitude is obviously testing Zhang Motian.

And Zhang Motian didn't dare to move, and the elders and disciples who followed behind him didn't dare to come out.

"Really not?" Wang Feng asked in the third sentence, his tone raised an octave, and there was a spontaneous momentum.

"Boom. ”

Zhang Motian was suddenly frightened and his legs weakened, and he knelt on the ground with a thud, "I was wrong, I was really wrong." ”

"But I just cooperated that day, everything was done by Zhao Ziyang, and it had nothing to do with me. ”

"On that day, I only invited Elder Ouyang to the council hall for a meeting, and it was Zhao Ziyang and Lin Xiao who really did it, and I was only responsible for cutting off the back road to prevent Ouyang from escaping. ”

Wang Feng listened silently for a long time before he said lightly, "They are all dead, why don't you die?"

"I ......" Zhang Motian was speechless.

"Elder Ouyang is the person I respect the most in the Shenwu Sect, he was brutalized to death by you, do you really think that you can get away with it?" Wang Feng sneered, "You think that if you make a series of remedies, I will accept it?"

"Do you think that after you sacrifice a plan to kill Elder Ouyang, you can escape with a few words?"

Wang Feng asked three times in a row, which made Zhang Motian feel an inexplicable palpitation, this guy still has to be liquidated one by one, and no one can be allowed to slip through the net.

"Wang Feng, what are you going to do?" Zhang Motian gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "After this incident happened, all the things that should be done and supplemented by my Shenwu Sect have been done, do you really want to fight with my Shenwu Sect endlessly?"

"I want you dead. ”

Four simple words to express what Wang Feng wants to do most now.

"I swore that whoever touched a single hair of Elder Ouyang, I would kill them one by one. Wang Feng pressed his palm on Zhang Motian's head, "If you do it, you must die." ”

Zhang Motian's whole body was cold in an instant, and he wanted to resist, but he found that Wang Feng's current realm was like an abyss and a sea, and it was not something he could deal with at all.

"Use your blood to honor Elder Ouyang's soul. Wang Feng's eyes were slightly closed, his five fingers exerted force, and a brilliant and dazzling light wrapped the entire palm, and there was supreme power to operate, ingesting Zhang Motian's skull.

Click.

There was a slight sound, and it continued to rise.

There was a dead silence around the huge cemetery.

"Poof. ”

A bunch of Yin Hong's blood bloomed and landed in front of the tombstone.

Wang Feng exhaled heavily, muttering to himself in an inaudible voice, "This is called Shen Xue Xue." Elder Ouyang, the junior has avenged you. ”

(To be continued.) )