Some people are forced to stand there, a word can make the heroes restrain their hands, and a look can make the world quiet.

Qiye stood on the castle tower, looking down on these people who dared to draw their swords and swing their swords at him.

Heaven and earth were silent for a moment.

Although they may not know why they are doing it.

But everyone unconsciously lowered their breath, as if they were afraid that they would accidentally anger some terrifying being.

Seeing that these people didn't even dare to answer, Qiye stopped paying attention to these passers-by who didn't even deserve their names.

As early as a month ago, his men were transferred away one by one for various reasons, so that he was besieged, and now there is no one under his hands.

In fact, with his current power in the Demon Gate, no matter who wants to attack him, he will detect it in advance, but it is just the truth that he touches on far and near.

He was indeed reminded that someone in the door was going to target him.

Seven Nights didn't care about that.

The people who are targeting him have existed all the time since his debut, and if he has to investigate each one, it will only show that he is weak-hearted.

As long as he is strong enough, all the targets will not appear.

There was only one thing he believed in from beginning to end, and that was the sword in his hand.

The so-called targeting is nothing more than the unwilling wail of the loser.

So he even took the initiative to cooperate and transferred some more people to go.

After all, in these days, you don't always have the opportunity to kill your own people.

He is not a murderous man.

On the contrary, he never kills indiscriminately, only those whom he feels deserve to be killed.

But there are some people he has long been unhappy with, but they have not yet reached the point of death, and the rules of the Demon Gate do not allow him to make a move on these people.

If they happened to take advantage of this opportunity to jump out, he would still be happy, at least he didn't have to hesitate whether to kill him.

This is all bad with innocent learning.

Thinking of Jiang Ping, the corners of Qiye's mouth curved slightly.

Now he should be majestic in the Nanyue Sword Sect, he likes this kind of excitement the most, because in this way, he can appear in front of people and gain countless attention.

Well, according to his words, it's called pretending, the coolest behavior mode in the world.

As for the people around below, it's just a little more fun to add some fun to his monotonous life.

Seven Nights takes a step forward.

Whoa!!

Everyone took a step back.

Obviously, they were still separated from Seven Nights by the height and distance of a city wall.

"Call out those of you who are behind the scenes. ”

Qiye's tone was indifferent, as if the people below were not here to kill him, but to be sent by him.

"You, who do you think you are, dare to order us!"

The leader of the siege was a thick-faced and strong man, who was fierce and inward-looking.

He is armed with a severed head machete, like a little minion in a folk hero story.

"Then you will die. ”

"What?"

Before everyone could react, they saw Qiye pacing in the air, walking into the void, and then falling with a palm.

Great Blood God Hand!

This is one of the first Ten Skills of the Demon Gate to be practiced by Seven Nights.

It has long been used by him perfectly.

As for the extreme murderous intent after the Great Blood God Hand became a great success, for him, it was just a light cloud.

Five years ago, on the Heavenly Sword Peak, even the Heavenly Sword could not control his will, and five years later, how strong should his will be now.

I saw a huge blood-colored palm print suddenly condensed, and then slammed into the crowd.

There was a boom, and the crowd under the palm print simply turned into meat puree.

However, this was not the end, after the palm print exploded, mixed with the blood of the dead, a murderous intent suddenly spread behind the crowd.

This thirst for killing in the hands of the Great Blood God was something that even ordinary Grand Masters couldn't resist, let alone their group of miscellaneous soldiers.

Suddenly, they were still in a state of encirclement just now, and in the blink of an eye, they faced each other with swords against the people beside them.

Their eyes were blood-red and tyrannical.

"Kill, kill, kill!!"

They wielded their swords, as if trying to kill everything in sight.

Bell bell bell !!

At this moment, a pleasant bell rang, like gurgling water, dry and light, making people unconsciously relaxed.

The murderous people below also seemed to be appeased, slowly calmed down, and then were hacked to death by their companions who were still in a panic.

Behind the crowd, under a willow tree, a tall man with a mask on his face appeared.

Son of the Sacred Heart!

In his hand was a small black-purple bell.

The Soul Bell, combined with the exercises of the Sacred Heart, has the ability to dementor souls, and naturally it can also appease the murderous thoughts caused by the hands of the Great Blood God.

"Zhuang Li has seen the Demon Lord Seven Nights. ”

The Son of the Sacred Heart, but not the Demon Lord of the Sacred Heart.

Because there is another person in the Demon Lord of the Sacred Heart, the long-lost biological son of the Sacred Heart Demon Lord, who has the bloodline of the mad demon, and now the people of the rivers and lakes call the Dugu Zhengyang of the Sword Demon.

Therefore, he used to be on an equal footing with Qiye, and he also bowed and saluted.

Zhuang Li was not dissatisfied with this.

At least on the surface.

"What else?"

Seven nights waited with a negative hand.

A small Sacred Heart Holy Son, even with the support of the Holy Lord of the Sacred Heart, would not be able to make such a big scene as it is now.

Don't look at the trash fish who came just now, but the key is that none of them appeared if they were capable.

In the Demon Emperor City, the hidden dragon and crouching tiger.

There was such a big thing, and even a master didn't show up.

This is not something that can be done alone.

"Yan Mei!"

The saint of the primordial lineage, and now the primordial demon lord.

"Ding Yi!"

The body of the love-destroying vein, the current love-destroying demon lord.

"Xia Lian'er!"

The saintess of the White Lotus lineage, the current White Lotus Demon Lord.

"Gu Tianjun!"

The backward great master of the first vein of mending the sky, the second day under the seven nights, is now mending the heaven and protecting the Dharma.

"I've seen the Demon Lord of the Seven Nights!"

As for the vein between flowers, the vein of yin, and the vein of the extreme path, none of them appeared.

However, their absence is a silent support.

In the past few years, they have all moved closer to the seven nights.

Especially the Holy Son of the Flower Room, even if the Holy Lord of the Flower Room competed for the position of a demon lord, he still regarded himself as a lackey under the Seven Nights Gate, and he didn't want to fight for any demon emperor at all.

However, the reason why Yin Wuxian didn't appear was because Qiye casually assigned an errand to let him leave the Demon Emperor City.

Now it seems that there is no need to embarrass him.

Qiye thought silently, and then he shook his head:

"You guys are not enough, you are grinding, why bother so much if you want to attack me?"

"Come out!"

Boom!

A sword roared.

Seven Nights drew his sword and slashed out, and a white ripple broke all the blockades and hidings of the void.

I saw several figures fall from the void.

Among them, there are those who are familiar to Qiye, and there are those who are not familiar to him.

But all of them have a deep and powerful aura, not weak hands, and when they go to the outside world, they are all great masters who founded the sect.

In this way, he bowed his head slightly:

"It's kind of interesting. ”

"Do you go up together, or do you take turns?"

"Oh, what a big breath!"

A breath like a scorching sun suddenly descended, and even the glory of the newborn sun in the sky was taken away by him.

At this moment, the myth has descended!