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Chapter 287: Cutting the Weeds and Eradicating the Roots (II)

Mo Yuzi's face turned completely white, and she couldn't see any other colors. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoRegret, unwillingness, fear....Now Mo Yuzi only has these emotions left.

Ziyang Zhenren was obviously much more knowledgeable, and pointed at the fourteen people behind Yang Yifeng in surprise and asked in disbelief: "Yin Demon Nine Evils, Five-Colored Demon General!!

"Quack~~~ Ziyang Niubi, we meet again, are you only allowed to stay in the world, and we are not allowed to stay?"

Ziyang was speechless for a while, and stood in mid-air in a daze looking at Yang Yifeng and his party.

The old man walked out, moved his wrist and said, "The last time we fought was six thousand years ago, right? The last time because of your brother's shot, the two of us haven't decided the winner yet, now I'll give you a fair chance to compete!"

Yang Yifeng laughed secretly when he heard it, fair Just kidding, there are fourteen scattered demons on his side who are on par with Ziyang Zhenren, except for Ziyang Zhenren in the Zixiao Sword Sect, the rest of the people are just local chickens and dogs, even if there are three scattered immortals of the Five Tribulations, how much can they do?

Ziyang Zhenren was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at him, but he couldn't do anything about it, for the inheritance of the Zixiao Sword Sect, he forcibly dissolved the Heavenly Soldiers and cultivated the Scattered Immortals, and stayed in the world for thousands of years, but he didn't expect the Demon Sect to be more ruthless, and half of the famous masters at the beginning were stayed.

Ziyang Zhenren now hates Mo Yuzi from the bottom of his heart, if it weren't for Mo Yuzi provoking the evil star of the Demon Sect, now the Zixiao Sword Sect may have become one of the seven sects of the Dao Sect, and his purpose of staying in the world for more than 6,000 years can be perfectly solved. It's a pity that all of this was ruined by Mo Yuzi, ruining the inheritance of the Zixiao Sword Sect for more than 6,000 years, and ruining the lifelong efforts of himself and his eldest brother! Everything that has been done for more than 6,000 years has fallen short, so hateful, really hateful! Unwilling. I'm so unwilling~!

"Flutter~~" Ziyang Zhenren spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Hahaha~~~~ Happy, happy, really happy! Ziyang Old Dao, you will also have a time to spray your own blood?hahaha~~~ Today is the happiest day for the old man!" the old man laughed happily.

The thirteen old devils behind Yang Yifeng also laughed weirdly with yin and yang.

Yang Yifeng was impatient, and directly ordered: "Enough fun, the disciples of the Demon Sect listen to the order, kill them all, and leave no one behind!

"Yes~!" everyone said in unison. I can't help but say. Rushing straight towards the people of the Purple Night Sword Sect, it was like a tiger pounced into a sheepfold.

And the fourteen old devils also rushed up, except for the old devil who walked out just now and found Ziyang Zhenren, the rest of the people found their opponents and tore them apart.

It's a pity that more than half of the masters of the Zixiao Sword Sect died at the hands of Yang Yifeng, and the remaining masters, except for Ziyang Zhenren and the three Five Tribulation Scattered Immortals, who were struggling to support, the others were all pressed and beaten. Especially the sword cultivation in the early stage of the tribulation, it was very hard to support. The demon who had a bye pounced directly on the masters of the merger period, and he had no consciousness of being a demon path predecessor at all.

Only Yang Yifeng and the three of them stood in place and watched motionlessly.

Shu Qing was secretly surprised while watching, fourteen six tribulations scattered demons. It's a big deal, and he will send it out when he says it, and he doesn't worry about the defense of the main altar of the Demon Sect at all, and Shu Qing has once again seen the strength of the upper echelons of the Demon Sect. Suddenly Shu Qing realized. With the strength and financial resources of the Demon Sect, will there be some people left in the human world in every generation? If there are 14 scattered demons of the Six Tribulations, will there not be 14 Scattered Demons of the Seven Tribulations, Eight Tribulations, and even Nine Tribulations? If the Demon Sect really has so many scattered demons staying in the human world, it can explain why the Demon Sect has been able to stand in the cultivation realm for tens of thousands of years, and if these speculations are true, then the strength of the Demon Sect is too terrifying, right? The Demon Sect that I know is just the tip of the iceberg.

Yang Yifeng was also surprised. These things have never been said to him in seven nights, no wonder after the strength of the Demon King Hall has increased greatly, he still honestly does not dare to act rashly, because of the existence of the Tribulation Secret Treasure, the last heavenly tribulation of the Demon Scattering can even be crossed with the help of the sect master, so that although it took more than 10,000 years to ascend to the Demon Realm, but after going up, the strength will increase greatly. Moreover, the transfer of cultivators to disperse demons and stay in the world is also a method of protecting the inheritance of the Demon Sect in disguise. If more than half of the masters in each generation stay in the world. The strength of the Demon Sect can make people chill when they think about it! Yang Yifeng secretly sighed, this cultivation realm is not as simple as it seems. The water is so deep!

Suddenly, his spiritual sense changed, and he found that Mo Yuzi was delusional about using the golden cicada's method of shedding his shell to escape, and he smiled cruelly, and his figure flashed and disappeared in place.

Mo Yuzi, who had already left the battlefield and fled to the back mountain of Purple Thunder Mountain in embarrassment, but was secretly glad that he had escaped, only felt a flower in front of him, and then Yang Yifeng's nightmarish figure appeared five meters in front of him, looking at Mo Yuzi with a smile.

"Hahaha~~~ Sect Master Mo Yuzi, where is this going?Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot, you are no longer the sect master, just a waste who has been expelled from the sect. Yang Yifeng laughed and sarcastically.

"Yang Yifeng, you devil!!" Mo Yuzi's spirit had completely collapsed, and "Devil, devil ......" kept repeating.

The harm has been done, Yang Yifeng directly destroyed Mo Yuzi's body with a sword qi, and then detained Mo Yuzi's Yuan Ying and restrained it, and then left this place and flew to the battlefield.

Yang Yifeng flew slowly to the battlefield, at this time, the ground at the bottom of the mountain was full of corpses, the low-level disciples of the Zixiao Sword Sect, whether male or female, had already died, and only some real stalwarts were left struggling to support, because there were fourteen old devils, and some of the disciples of the Demon Sect were injured, but none of them died, after all, the masters who came this time were all experienced in a hundred battles, and the quality was not comparable to that of a mere Daomen Sword Sect. If it weren't for the fact that the Zixiao Sword Sect was a sword cultivation sect, I am afraid that even injuries could be saved.

The remaining dozen or so people who were struggling to support were surrounded by hundreds of Demon Sect masters in a formation to prevent them from escaping, and the fourteen old demon monsters screamed and attacked the dozen or so people who were surrounding the remnants of the Zixiao Sword Sect energetically.

Yang Yifeng frowned when he saw it, his body turned into a streamer, and he wore the battlefield, the sword was critical, he killed with one sword, and killed seven or eight people in a row, and when it was about to be Ziyang Zhenren's turn, the old man who was fighting with Ziyang Zhenren suddenly stopped him loudly: "Yang boy, this old guy will give it to the old man." ”

Yang Yifeng directly crossed the Ziyang Zhenren and swept away all the remaining people with the momentum of thunder! Including the three Five Tribulation Scattered Immortals, even without the help of the Demon Sect Scattered Demons, Yang Yifeng could pick three at once, it was easy!

Yang Yifeng snatched the prey of the thirteen old devils, although they had a lot of complaints, but no one was talking nonsense, first, Yang Yifeng was the current protector of the Demon Sect, and his authority was still above them. The second is Yang Yifeng's strength, among the dozen swords just now, no one clearly saw how Yang Yifeng came out with a sword, so they were secretly admiring and surprised in their hearts.

Seeing that he was the only one left in the Zixiao Sword Sect, Ziyang Zhenren was inexplicably sad, and the blood in the center of his mouth sprayed directly on the seven-inch small sword, which made the seven-inch small sword tremble, sending out countless purple sword rays, forcing the old man away more than ten meters, and then screamed and pounced on Yang Yifeng: "Take your life~!"

More than a thousand purple sword rays rushed straight to Yang Yifeng's door, and before they were issued, they had already hit Yang Yifeng. The scattered demon's face turned red, and he felt extremely embarrassed, he was forced to fly more than ten meters by an opponent of equal strength, if he also killed the most talented disciple in the history of the Demon Sect, then this crime would be a big crime.

Yang Yifeng looked at the more than a thousand swords that came on his face expressionlessly, the long sword in his hand shook, the long sword turned into an afterimage, and in the middle of the sword, more than a thousand swords were split, and the sword and the attacking sword were hedged together, canceling out more than a thousand swords invisibly. But this is not over, Ziyang Zhenren sent out thousands of sword rays on the way, not giving Yang Yifeng a chance to react, and his body sped up and rushed towards Yang Yifeng.

Yang Yifeng's long sword changed color in succession, red to green, green to blue, blue to red, circulating easily and easily thousands of swords slashed out, at this time, Ziyang Zhenren's figure was already close to Yang Yifeng, and the seven-inch small sword turned into a purple glow, stabbing at Yang Yifeng at an extraordinary speed.

Yang Yifeng blocked the last sword ray, and at this time, the sword body was slashing to the upper right, and the movement had not completely stopped, and the purple xia that the small sword turned into had reached a distance of less than three inches from Yang Yifeng's left chest!

I didn't expect the speed of this little sword to be faster than I imagined! Yang Yifeng's eyes flashed, compared to the speed, right? Who is afraid of whom? The right arm that was originally slashing towards the upper right suddenly stopped, and at a speed that exceeded the speed of the sword just now, it descended to the left chest. And in this instant, the "Void Condensation Sword Technique" was transported to the extreme, and the mana and speed increased dozens of times, including Yang Yifeng's senses, the small sword that had reached the extreme speed was as slow as a snail crawling in his eyes.

"Ding~~" With a crisp sound, the little sword was blocked by Yang Yifeng at a distance of less than two inches, but the powerful force attached to the small sword was still impacting, and for a while, Yang Yifeng's long sword rungs resisted the advance of the small sword, but it fell into a short period of anxiety.

At this time, another flying sword appeared in Ziyang Zhenren's hand, and his figure appeared directly above Yang Yifeng, directly attacking Yang Yifeng.

All of this happens in a short period of time. When everyone reacted, they couldn't stop it.