Two years later, the deacon of the Demon Sect was promoted to the first seat of the Demon Sect a year ago, and was in charge of the selection of disciples of the Demon Sect. Today is the night of the first moon, and he came to the entrance of the cave as usual, ready to select a new batch of teenagers captured this year.

There are only a handful of young men from two years ago, but there are still countless young men who have been locked up in the underground and started their cultivation day after day, and finally become cold-blooded killers who inspire demonic nature.

Today, when the first moon was in the sky, the head of the Demon Sect suddenly remembered the person Yan Wugui back then, and his words of oath back then were still in his ears, and he always felt that it was an impossible thing to accomplish. But these are no longer important, a year ago he had already dedicated Yan Wugui to the Demon Sect Master, and he also made the position of the head of the Demon Sect.

A familiar rancid smell wafted in, and the head of the Demon Sect subconsciously covered his mouth and nose, he was already tired of this place. In the past, when he was a deacon of the Demon Sect, he nested in that stinking cave every day, and now he only comes once a month, which is already very good, but he doesn't want to be satisfied with it.

The first seat of the demon seed looked at the young people who were trembling with fright in the audience, and the teenagers who were slaughtered by others, as always, a sense of superiority arose, looking at the sake in the cup, and asked casually: "How are the new boys today?" ”

The first seat of the Demon Sect chatted with the new deacon of the Demon Sect familiarly, as if the lives of those people were as cheap as ants, and they were not as good as the sake in his cup.

The deacon of the Demon Sect saw that the always arrogant Shouza was talking to him, his face was excited, and he hurriedly took over the words flatteringly: "Looking back at the lord, this young man Lang Yueyue sent it, but one batch is not as good as a batch, and the last batch you brought is the most powerful." ”

He said with a slight roll of his eyes, and said tentatively: "I heard that there is a sixteen-year-old foundation building boy who was sent to the sect master by you a year ago, and the sect master is very satisfied, and directly promoted you to the first disciple, you are really blessed!" ”

"Sixteen-year-old foundation? You're talking about Yan Wugui, his qualifications are so-so, not as powerful as they say, haha! The first seat of the Demon Sect smiled arrogantly, his promotion from deacon to first seat was indeed the credit of that kid.

However, in his eyes, Yan Wugui is a chess piece he uses, a flying stone to step on. As for who it is and what it is now, there is no need for him to remember it at all, but this Yan Wugui is special.

When the deacon of the Demon Sect was said by him, he muttered in his heart: Everyone in the Demon Sect knows that the sect master is not a kind-hearted person, he is notoriously cruel and bloodthirsty, and Yan Wugui is afraid that he will die a long time ago if he is sent over......

He looked down on such a villain as Shouza very much in his heart, and he still flattered him: "Yes, it's this name, Shouza is really a blessing." ”

The head of the Demon Sect waved his hand again and again: "It's easy to say, follow me to make sure you get ahead." ”

The deacon of the Demon Sect can't get used to his villainous appearance, he is not a fool, how can there be a free lunch in the world, and if he climbs up by betraying others, he will pay the price one day. Although the disciples of the Demon Sect were more ruthless than ordinary people, he still understood this truth.

However, he didn't want to offend the first lord, so he told everything he knew: "I heard that the Lord Yan you recommended today is also coming over, and when the time comes, you can help the little one introduce him, and the little one will be very grateful......

Before the deacon of the Demon Sect finished speaking, the first seat of the Demon Sect was in a cold sweat, and he also heard that the newly acquired Dharma Protector of the Sect Master came to watch the battle today, but he didn't expect that it was Yan Wugui!

The head of the Demon Sect suddenly remembered the agreement he made with Yan Wugui two years ago, and it was the two of them who made a two-year contract. He taught Yan Wugui the exercises of the Demon Sect in advance, and Yan Wugui helped him achieve his ambition two years later.

It's a pity that he couldn't resist the temptation of power, broke the agreement between the two without authorization, and took the lead in getting the first seat.

After that, he was afraid that Yan Wugui would hold a grudge, and thought about finding an opportunity to get rid of Yan Wugui, but he didn't expect that as soon as Yan Wugui entered the sect, there would be no news, but he didn't have any trouble with him, so it was over.

I thought that this matter was over, but today Yan Wugui is going to come here after being promoted to the Dharma Protector, obviously he came to find trouble with him in person!

"Someone!" The head of the Demon Sect called his subordinates and asked them to confirm whether what the Demon Sect Deacon said was true, and his heart was also filled with murderous intent. If Yan Wu really came back to seek revenge on him, he had to sit down and make some arrangements as soon as possible.

"Go, call more people." The first one ordered his subordinates, turned his head to the deacon of the Demon Sect and said, "Today's battle of the Quarter Moon is suspended, and we will wait for this Dharma Protector. ”

The deacon of the Demon Sect retreated, and instructed his subordinates to bring the wine he brought to the first adult to taste, although he didn't know what would happen, something big would happen tonight.

The first Demon Sect sat alone on the high platform, drinking wine comfortably, and felt a lot more relieved. Not only did he strengthen the guards of the people around him, but he also brought in secret guards to hide near the cave, ready to support at any time to ensure that nothing went wrong.

With these arrangements, the first seat of the Demon Sect settled down, but he couldn't figure out why Yan Wugui came to settle accounts every other year, could it be that he deliberately played with him? And what method did Yan Wugui use to become the suzerain's protector?

Unfortunately, he will never know the truth, because behind him there is a black-clothed boy slowly approaching, and by the time he realizes that something is wrong, most of his secret guards have already been damaged.

"Lord Deacon, don't come unharmed!" The black-clothed young man quietly came behind the first disciple, and his cold and low voice didn't look like a young man's voice at all.

In the face of the sudden invasion of foreign enemies, the first seat of the Demon Sect hurriedly sacrificed the magic weapon, turned his head and looked for the source of the sound, only to see that the person who came was the person he was looking for - Yan Wugui!

The first seat of the Demon Sect almost didn't recognize Yan Wugui, not that his appearance had changed too much, but his cultivation: "Yan Wugui!" You're actually ...... In just two years, the repellent period has arrived! ”

Yan Wugui held the blood blade in his hand, his momentum was completely different from two years ago, he frowned slightly and said impatiently: "Is two years short? I think it's a long time. ”

"Congratulations, in the future, you and I will work together to share more worries for the sect master, haha......" The first disciple smiled softly, hiding the killing intent in his eyes. No matter how powerful Yan Wugui is, he is also a monk in the exorcism period, and he will not be frightened by this person in the golden pill period.

Yan Wugui didn't say any more, just stood there and looked at the head of the Demon Sect with contempt, just like he used to look at the young man in the cave.

This look successfully angered the head of the Demon Sect, and he no longer concealed the killing intent that was gradually growing in his heart, and directly swung the magic weapon long knife in his hand and swung it over.

"Let you taste my awesomeness!" With a roar from the head of the Demon Sect, the blood-red spell light pillar, with a murderous sword light, smashed towards Yan Wugui.

Yan Wugui had already prepared, and the moment the first seat of the Demon Sect made a move, he predicted the location of the spell light pillar and dodged it first.

At this time, he had already jumped up, quickly dodged the spell attack of the Demon Sect's head, and without hesitation, he injected all his true qi into the blood blade in his hand, and silently recited the Demon Sect's magic recipe in his mouth. The blood quickly turned into a beam of light and stabbed straight towards the erection neck of the head of the Demon Sect.

The first seat of the Demon Sect secretly screamed badly, because he was too light on the enemy, and opened the defense while not attacking, he never expected that Yan Wugui would dodge his attack, and when he reacted, the blood blade had already reached the front door.

The bloody blade shone with a scarlet light, making people feel like they were falling into a pool of purgatory blood, and their hearts were terrified and painful, and the more they killed, the more they could not escape.

The Demon Sect Master had never seen such a domineering magic weapon, even the Sect Master's Demon Knife was not so terrifyingly scarlet, could it be that Yan Wugui fed it with the blood of his own Demon Skill?

The head of the Demon Sect didn't have time to think about it, so he forced himself to come back to his senses quickly, and hurriedly supported his defense. The cultivation of the Jindan stage was still more than wrong in the attack of the exorcism stage, but his attack had already consumed a wave, plus the defense that had been built up in a hurry.

Although he resisted Yan Wugui's strong offensive alive, he still suffered serious internal injuries, and fortunately, Yan Wugui's true qi was completely exhausted, and he was already an existence that could be slaughtered in front of him.

"Phew! What can you do to me if you become a Dharma protector? I want your grandfather's life, you don't have that ability! The head of the Demon Sect no longer had a soft heart, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, held a long knife with red eyes, and strode towards Yan Wugui.

Since you are destined to die, he no longer cares about Yan Wugui's identity as the protector of the Demon Sect, and vows to kill him.

And everyone present, except for his cronies, must also die, only the dead will shut up forever, and no one will know about his overstepping and killing the Dharma Protector.

"Kill, kill them all!" The head of the Demon Sect looked angrily at the people in the audience, and issued a death order to his subordinates.

As soon as the death order was given, not only did the young men in front of the cave look like ashes, but even the disciples of the Demon Sect standing under the stage were panicked, not knowing whether to resist desperately or to be arrested.

Only the deacon of the Demon Sect did not change in the audience, and he knew that this person was ruthless and didn't care about anyone except the sect master.

Therefore, he had already thought that if Yan Wugui really sought revenge on the first adult, he would definitely kill everyone present, and not a single one would be left! Of course, including them, the disciples of the Demon Sect, were the first obstacles to be removed.

Since the deacon of the Demon Sect saw through the first seat of the Demon Sect, but did not choose to escape, he naturally had other plans in his heart. In fact, long before Yan Wugui arrived, he had already kept a back hand for himself, and unknowingly presented the poisonous wine to the head of the Demon Sect to drink.

"Woo woo ......" A melodious flute sounded, everyone present held their breath, feeling the moment of tranquility brought to them by the sound of the flute, only the head of the Demon Sect covered his chest, the pain was so cold that he couldn't stand up anymore when he knelt on the ground.

"Lord Shouzao, does the three inches under your heart hurt tightly?" The Demon Sect deacon strode forward and casually turned the black jade flute in his hand, with a subtle smile on the corner of his mouth.

"You, what a scumbag you are!" The head of the Demon Sect gritted his teeth, stood up with difficulty, and scolded the deacon of the Demon Sect angrily.

"Hahaha, I've never seen such a brazen person as you." The Demon Sect deacon smiled at the curse of the first lord, and the hatred in his eyes could no longer be hidden.

He has lived for more than 30 years, and no one has ever scolded him for being a "villain", but today he was scolded by this hypocrite!

Although his Wei family declined, he was also a family that practiced the art of ghost Taoism a hundred years ago, but in his generation, Ding withered, and only one of his men was born, and he was also captured by the Demon Sect.