The snow is over, and the night is late.

The bright moon is like silver, and the wind dyes cinnamon.

The stars are shining brightly, and the moon is shining.

In Nanzhi City, osmanthus flowers fall like rain.

Liu Xiaofan walked with an iron sword, and followed suit.

On her back, the lotus girl slept peacefully, and the corners of her lips were slightly curled.

In the snow, the remnants of flowers were covered with scarlet blood, and together with the soil, they meandered and flowed into the river that passed through the city not far away.

"Swallowing the Immortal Iron Sword, I have heard the name of the demon boy for a long time, and I really didn't disappoint when I saw it today. ”

"Zheng!"

Pluck the strings lightly, the sound is melodious and long.

Not far away, on the city wall, Fuqin is a young man in a green robe, covered with gold armor, and his eyes are playful.

When the piano fell, the young man slowly got up, put his hands behind his back, and said slowly: "I just didn't expect that the demon boy who is the most popular in Kyushu North will be a lover." ”

"You talk too much..."Liu Xiaofan frowned slightly, brushed his sleeves to wipe away the mottled blood stains on the blade, his voice was calm, and he said softly: "Feng Demon Sect, it's really a ghost." ”

"My surname is Xu, my name is Hanyi, and I am a disciple of the seventy-second generation of the Demon Sect. The young man smiled, stroked the city wall with his hand, condescendingly, and said leisurely: "Tell you, I just don't want you to be a fool." Over the years, the demon boy has killed many of my disciples. Blood debts need blood to repay, and I came here today just to ask for a few debts from the demon prince. ”

Liu Xiaofan didn't speak, his eyes narrowed slightly.

In front of him, on the snow, corpses were all over the ground.

The remnant sword broke the robe, and the blood and snow bloomed like a little red plum.

Under the city walls, in the shadows, there are countless sword shadows.

The killing intent is full of condensation.

This kind of confrontation is the most distracting.

If you are not careful, you will lose your head.

For a long time, for no reason, Liu Xiaofan sighed lightly, turned his head sideways and glanced at the girl on his back, "The rivers and lakes have grievances, and the disaster will not be good for relatives and friends." Xu Hanyi, although the Demon Sect is far overseas, it can be regarded as a famous sect, you won't talk about these rules, right?"

"The demon boy is really a wonderful person, at this time, you still want to bargain with me?" Pointing to knock on the wall bricks, Xu Hanyi seemed to be smiling, and there was mockery in his words, "Counting only nineteen lives above, in three years, I will seal a total of seventy-eight people from the demon family who died under the sword of your demon son." Seventy-eight, that's it. Tonight, the demon boy is just two lives offset, not too much, right?"

After speaking, the smile on the corner of Xu Hanyi's mouth became stronger, "Why should I care about the rules of your Kyushu? In Daegu, my Demon Sect has always only followed one rule, and whoever is an enemy must destroy the Nine Clans." Before I came out, I swore in front of my tutor that I would definitely bring back a few heads when I entered Kyushu this time. Guess what, among them, is there any of your demon son?"

"There are thirteen congenitals, nine venerables, and one prince. Flicking the tip of the sword, the sword chanted like a dragon, Liu Xiaofan's eyelids drooped, and he whispered to himself, "It's really a little tricky!"

"Hehe, the demon boy is really as rumored. And pointed like a knife, Xu Hanyi pointed out, the knife aura was like a rainbow, and it went straight to the girl on Liu Xiaofan's back, "Don't you really think that you are really invincible in the world with one person and one sword?"

Dragons have reverse scales.

If you touch it, you will be angry.

If you are angry, you will kill them.

At this time, Liu Xiaofan's reverse scales are the girl behind him.

Three years ago, the Demon Sealing Sect moved his reverse scales and touched his taboo.

Then there is a price!

Kyushu, three years.

The people of the Demon Sect who were buried under the sword of the Immortal Sect in their hands.

The day after tomorrow, forty-nine people.

Born, twenty-five people.

Venerable, three.

Elder of the Princely Realm, one person.

Total, seventy-eight people.

How?

No, it's not enough!

Swallow the immortal iron sword, drink eight hundred cups of blood.

Over the years, the blood I drank was far from enough.

The sword falls, and the palm comes out.

Thousands of willow threads are entwined in the palm of the hand, turning into sharp giant spears.

"Ding!"

There was a loud and piercing sound, and the sword qi dissipated endlessly.

Then, the spear burst out like lightning.

Under the moon, the sound of Jin Ge pierces the sky.

"Finger around three thousand!" Xu Hanyi's pupils shrank slightly, and he couldn't help but lose his voice: "You are really a remnant of the ruins!"

Murderous, evil, like condensation, straight to the door!

If you want to hide, it's too late.

"The demon clan is small, and the carving insect is small!"

With a cold snort, a jade ruyi burst through the air and emerged from nothingness.

Subsequently, thousands of willow branches scattered with the wind and turned into little fireflies.

"Queen Liu?"

The old man stepped into the clouds, slowly walked out of nothingness, and looked down at the young man in the city.

The sideburns are like a lion, and the sound is like a bell.

The apricot yellow robe has a bit of fairy wind bones.

On the contrary, there was a gloom between his eyebrows, not angry but mighty.

"Uncle!"

Xu Hanyi no longer has a talented demeanor, and he sees that the old man is afraid of him like a tiger.

Crawl down, humble and careful.

In front of the forehead, behind the back.

All soaked in cold sweat.

In the face of death, few people can really be calm and calm.

Fear of death is normal for people!

If there is no jade Ruyi, it will appear suddenly.

At this time, thousands of willow spears will pass through the chest, and there will be no life.

Secretly sighing a pity, the corners of Liu Xiaofan's lips raised slightly, and he smiled lazily, "So what?"

"Return to the ruins, the guilt should be punished! Rather kill the wrong than let it go!"

The old man bowed his head slightly and landed at the head of the city.

Turning his head, he smiled at Xu Hanyi, who didn't dare to get up behind him, and said softly: "Master and nephew of Hanyi, look at it, this is the demon palm that even your master can't covet, and my master will teach it to you today!"

"Return to the remnants of the ruins, in the name of the demon, give you death!"

The voice fell, and the palm fell, like thunder.

The night, the silence is terrible.

Dust and smoke, all around like fog.

It's hazy, and it's hard to see.

Obviously it was in Nanzhi City, but it was so noisy that it didn't alarm anyone in the city.

It was as if the starry sky was stagnant at this moment.

This palm has an earth-shattering momentum, but there is no sound.

After a long time, the dust and smoke cleared.

On the ground, there is still a trace of snow.

Fangcai, where the boy stands.

Suddenly, there was a ten-zhang deep pit.

The shape is like five fingers, and it is deep, and I don't know what.

"Uncle Shi's great grace, it is difficult to repay the death of cold clothes!"

Suddenly raising his head, Xu Hanyi's eyes showed madness, and he kowtowed to the ground.

Daegu country, the demon sect, the inheritance is not lost to Kyushu.

Seal the demon palm, and you can hit the sky.

The palm is out, the red dust is broken, and the immortals kowtow.

The palm falls, the life is extinguished, and the demons are cleansed.

Since ancient times, it has been the immortal inheritance of the descendants.

This master has an extraordinary background, and he is far from being comparable to his master who dominates the demon lineage on the surface.

There is a way that good birds choose trees to perch.

is so humble, in front of this teacher, there is no loss.

Aren't people living to understand how they should exist?

The young man who was picked up by his master and given the name Xu Hanyi has known what he wants since he was a child.

Probably because he was bullied when he was a child, there was a sense of anger hidden under Xu Hanyi's gentle appearance.

Don't seek to be immortal, but to be respected.

There are some things, since the master can't give them, then what if they are given to the master as a dog.

In Daegu, the strong are respected.

Unlike Kyushu, there are not so many rules.

Daegu is barren and not as rich as Kyushu.

Many sects coexist, and they are extremely cruel.

Far from being as peaceful as water as it seems.

Beneath the surface of the water, whirlpools surge.

The people of the Demon Sect can become a generation of real Demon Sealing Heavenly Masters, and there is not one in ten.

Since childhood, he has been accustomed to seeing life and death, so he is cold by nature.

Because I am afraid of death, I want to live, I want to live well.

"Hehe, you're clever, not at all like my pedantic junior brother. Closing his palm, the old man smiled coldly, as if mocking, and as if he was laughing at himself, "Demon Sealing Sect people, if there are more dustless jades like teachers and nephews, why should the old man go to take the position of the sect master with your master? There is a control of demons, and there is a royal family control. In the past, the demon sect was divided into three points, and the demon was not connected to the demon alone, and now there is the old ancestor of Ditian in charge, but the fifth decline of the old ancestor is coming, and it is difficult to stand alone. Under heaven and man, all living beings are ants. I compete with your master everywhere, not because I covet the position of the sect master, but because I am angry with him. ”

Xu Hanyi kowtowed again, the blood on his forehead flowed like a note, and his words were sincere, "Uncle Shi has good intentions, and he is extremely worried about sealing the demon for me everywhere, and my nephew will follow him to the death!"

"Okay, get up! You don't have to pat the old man's ass like this, the reason why I will tell you so much is because there is a little bit of the old man's shadow on your little doll. After a slight pause, the old man slowly spoke, and said leisurely: "Now, there is the Daegu royal family eyeing the tiger, and there are the other two veins of the Demon Sect on the side, and the heart of the demon inheritance is immortal." If you continue to be as moderate as him, when the Pure Heaven Ancestor can survive the five decays of heaven and man, I will really be able to return to heaven and lack the skills! At that time, not to mention the Daegu royal family and the other eight branches of the same Upper Nine Sects, that is, those small national sects that are attached to my Demon Sect and rely on our sect for a long time in the past to survive, how can they allow our sect to have a chance to breathe, and they will be attacked in groups. ”

Under the city wall, Liu Xiaofan slowly walked out from behind an old tree next to the bottomless pit, held his iron sword on the ground, smiled softly, and said, "Old guy, you talk a lot, more than your bullshit nephew." ”

The little girl on her back slept soundly, and her head rested on the back of the boy's neck.

Subconsciously, two small hands tightly wrapped around the young man's neck and whispered: "Jiang Xiaoworm, I'm sorry..."

Thinking that the girl had woken up, the young man couldn't help but tense up, turned his head slightly, and suddenly realized that the little girl was dreaming.

couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips slightly, and said softly: "Sleep in peace, when you wake up, everything will be fine!"

"Returning to the ruin country, one of the six styles of the supreme inheritance of the wood demon, leaning on each other with wood, and drawing the ground as a prison?"

Immediately, he laughed and sighed: "The future is terrifying, it is not easy to have such a cultivation at a young age, and it is worthy of being Queen Liu." At the beginning, if it weren't for the fact that Emperor Liu and the little county lord who forgot worries were missing, to be honest, my sect really wouldn't dare to plot against the Yimu Demon Clan. ”

Liu Xiaofan raised his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't speak, but gently shook the iron sword in his hand.

The old man stroked the city wall, looked at the young man in the city, looked up and down, and said in a deep voice: "Little doll, the old man remembers that it is not easy for you to cultivate, and he respects Emperor Liu's invincible life, and has the heart to leave a descendant for Emperor Liu." You might as well open up your six senses, sacrifice your three souls and seven spirits, become an old man's demon puppet, and don't disgrace your identity as a demon queen. ”

The iron sword was in the air, Liu Xiaofan's face was cold, there was frost on his face, and he was stunned word by word, "In this life, I will slaughter you and seal the Demon Sect!"

Over the years, the sword has slashed many demon sect people, and it is not for nothing.

The old man said that there were demon puppets, and Liu Xiaofan had personally killed a lot.

The so-called demon puppets, in the past, were all their own mothers.

The three souls have been lost, the seven spirits have been sealed, and the six senses are no more.

Like a marionette, let others drive.

Living like this, life is better than death!

Beasts devour people, so they are fierce.

The most ruthless, but it is the hearts of the people!

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth changed.

The wind rose, and the sword aura was like a rainbow.

A sword came from the west and split the heavens and clouds.

Only this sword can conquer the world.

"Don't leave yet, but when!"

The voice was as thin as a mosquito sound, echoing in Liu Xiaofan's ears.

"Thirty-six families in Kyushu, Momen, giant sword tricks, if the six-fingered Mo Xuanlin comes, the old man doesn't say a word, turns around and leaves!" On the city wall, the old man stood still, chuckled, and sighed: "It's a pity, there is no sword intent, but the sword heart is lost. ”

The sleeve robe is cleaned, covering the sky and the moon.

Ling Tian's sword momentum was no longer in an instant.

"The kindness of the predecessors, Liu Xiaofan thanked him in advance, and I will remember it in my heart!"

Ignoring the old man on the city wall who had cultivated to a terrifying mystery, Liu Xiaofan held his sword and bowed slightly towards the void to salute his juniors.

After doing all this, he slowly waved his hand at the old man and the young man on the city wall, and said happily: "The mountains are high and the waters are long, goodbye to the rivers and lakes!"

didn't wait for the words to fall, along with the little girl on her back.

The figures of the two gradually blurred, turning into dots of fluorescence and dissipating between heaven and earth.

The fluorescence dissipated, leaving a willow branch swaying in the wind under the moon.

Although the old man was smiling, there was a cold glint in his eyes, and he whispered to Xu Hanyi, who was standing behind him: "Tell me to go down, dig three feet into the ground, and also find this high-grade puppet for the old man!"

Xu Hanyi trembled, only to feel cold all over his body, and bowed his head and said: "Obey the decree of the master!"

......

......

"It's old, it's old, it's useless. Only then did he hand out a sword, and he felt that this old bone was about to fall apart!"

For a long time, it wasn't until the people of the Demon Sect completely walked away that an old man slowly walked out of the shadow of the city wall, rubbing his shoulders and sighing that the years had passed.

Leaning over and brushing his beard lightly, the old man chuckled and said, "Childe, have you seen anything?"

"It's strange, this demon boy is really a little unpredictable. On the city wall, the son surnamed Ying leaned on the city tower, held a pot and drank green ants alone, drank all the pots, jumped down, squatted down, picked off the willow branch, looked carefully, and couldn't help frowning: "It is indeed the unique inheritance of the secret art of the Yimu royal family." ”

"Could it be that I guessed wrong, the Immortal Swallowing Iron Sword Demon Son, is it really not the bastard surnamed Jiang?"

Gently stroking the willow branch in his hand and groaning for a while, Ying Gongzi couldn't help but sigh softly, "Forget it, I don't want to! It's better not to want to, it's better not to guess, it's better not to watch, it's better to send love to the landscape, it's better to live happily, it's better to drink a glass of green ant wine. ”

"Mo Bo, how about accompanying me back for a drink or two?" Lazy yawned, waved at the old man behind him, and walked towards the city first, muttering to himself: "This person drinks, it's okay that the days are short, but the days are really boring!"

is also the seventh son of the Northern Regions, and Miao Gongzi is the most free and easy.

Don't fight, don't grab.

I'm lucky.

No, my life.

The old man looked at the back of the surnamed Ying Gongzi, and there was a touch of suddenness.

Perhaps, this is why the Momen family is willing to gamble on the young man in front of him in this life, right?

The world is white, but I am the only black.

Everyone is drunk, but I am the only one who is awake.