The sun was high, and there were more than a dozen strong men marching on a fairly high mountain road.

Looking closer, these dozen or so strong men all had bulging muscles, and their temples were even higher and bulging, and several of them were still bare-chested, and the weapons they were carrying were either machetes or heavy weapons such as clubs, even the two people who carried knives, and the weapons in their hands were also big ring knives weighing about twenty or thirty pounds.

It's not a good thing, that's the first impression everyone has when they see this line. There are passers-by who saw it from afar, and left directly, for fear that they would accidentally get into trouble and be unjustly killed.

Even if there are martial arts people who want to uphold justice, eliminate demons and defend the way, and kill this group of people who don't look like good people and are arrogant, they are also pulled by their sharp-eyed companions, pointing to the strong men with naked upper bodies among them, and said: "The harsh winter has just gone, and the early spring has just come, even if these people's internal cultivation is not to the point of cold and heat, it is not much worse, otherwise you can walk naked, if you want to seek death, don't take me." "Great enlightenment, whirlwind.

Looking at the physiognomy again, each fierce god is vicious, and the first leader is more than eight feet tall, bareheaded, naked upper body, and walking forward with murderous aura. The dense scars on the front chest and back make people shudder to look at, and it is hard to imagine how a normal person can survive after being cut so many times. Roughly calculated, there are no less than one hundred and eighty scars of all kinds.

Although the strong man who followed him was not as tall as the leader, he was only less than half a head shorter, and his muscles were stronger than the leader. A sideways face. He looked unkind, carrying a mace thicker than a normal adult man's thigh. The evenly distributed iron nails on the mace reflected a little cold glow under the sun's rays, and the blood stains on it had become dark red and purple black due to too much time, and the faint man would be frightened as long as he glanced at it.

After he kicked and smashed a stone on the side of the road, he said with a grin: "Boss, when will we get to the ground?"

The bald man in the lead didn't reply: "It's you who are clamoring to come, but Lao Tzu didn't ask you." Since it's here. Just follow honestly, and I'll be there soon. ”

"I knew I was going to come to such a place where birds don't poop, so I might as well eat and drink spicy food at home and go to a kiln if I have nothing to do. Plug up a few handfuls with the brethren. Top dog. When you get back, you're going to have a drink. ”

"Wait to get back. Invite all the brethren to drink. The big man yelled.

Suddenly, one after another cheers resounded in this forest, and praises such as "boss is wise" and "boss is mighty" reached the ears of the bald man. At first, it sounded fine, but later it became "the boss will not fall", "the boss controls ten girls at night" and so on.

After the small episode of inviting to drink, the dull atmosphere of the people was slightly relieved, after the people walked lightly for more than half an hour, they came to a place, only to see the bamboo shade forest, the scenery is quiet, the mountain stream is next to the giant bamboo to build a pavilion, the construction is elegant, extremely ingenious, the bamboo is the pavilion, the pavilion is the bamboo, at a glance, it is impossible to distinguish whether it is a bamboo forest or a pavilion.

"Boss, let's take a break!" a strong man suggested, and the others immediately echoed him.

The bald man looked up at the sun, and agreed with the strong man's opinion when there was still enough time, and everyone shouted loudly and noisily sat down in the pavilion, and one of them also took a wine gourd from his waist and poured it with a "knock knock", which provoked the others to come forward and ask for it.

While they were playing, seventeen or eight people on the mountain road came briskly. The first person had a grim expression, a heroic posture, and a bully gun behind his back, looking at the talented young man who was "the dragon and phoenix among people". The dozen or so people who followed him were all in uniform black suits, but with different symbols on their chests to distinguish them.

The two closest to the overlord gun on their backs were two older men, a man and a woman, both of whom had a small sun marked on their chests, and the moons and stars on the chests of the people behind them.

Among the strong men, there were well-informed people, but after glancing at the outfits of these people, they whispered, "Boss, it's someone from the Demon Sect who came. ”

The bald man instantly restrained the murderous aura that overflowed on his body, his eyes became amiable, a smiling expression appeared on his face, and the weapon in his hand was also hidden behind him, like a good treasure who did not pose any threat to people, and said in a low voice: "Brothers, be careful." ”

As soon as everyone saw the bald man, they immediately knew in their hearts that every time their boss looked like this, someone would definitely be unlucky, this is the rhythm of the Yin people.

Hurriedly learned the appearance of a bald man, hid his weapons one by one, forced a smile, showed a self-righteous and kind expression, and looked at the people, which had the meaning of "Hongmen Banquet".

Dongfang Chong has been practicing internal strength in the Demon Sect retreat since he challenged the major sects a few years ago and honed his overlord marksmanship.

This "Three Points Return to the Yuan Gong" is only the internal strength of the first-class realm, but Weishenme said that it is an exceptional reward, just because he is one of the three great masters of the Demon Sect, the previous step of the "Vientiane Returns to the Yuan", that is, the peerless internal strength that the contemporary Demon Sect leader Nangong Batian relied on to become famous.

If you don't practice the previous exercises, even if you get the secret book of "Vientiane Returns to the Yuan", you won't be able to cultivate, and forcibly cultivating can only explode and die.

The exercises of "Vientiane Returning to the Yuan" are also special, and other kung fu such as Shaolin's "Yijin Sutra", "Northern Shengong", "Xiao Wuxiang Gong" and other peerless internal skills, although there are also some special cultivation requirements, but there is no pre-emptive internal strength. The reason why this kung fu has a pre-internal strength is entirely because of the personal problems of the predecessors who founded this kung fu.

According to legend, this person used to be a sweeping boy of a hidden family in the rivers and lakes, and later by chance, he actually hooked up with the eldest daughter of the family with a beautiful man's trick. After tricking the person into bed, he got his family's outbreak, but unfortunately this person was unlucky, the woman only stole the first half of the volume, and the second half of the volume was strictly kept by the head of the family.

Even so, this person still relied on this half-volume of exercises to cultivate martial arts to a first-class level. Later, he was discovered by the family, chased and killed, fled, and was forced to reluctantly join the Demon Sect, and stimulated his life potential in the escape and killing along the way, and was promoted to the innate realm within a few years of entering the Demon Sect.

After being promoted to the innate realm, this person was named the elder of the Demon Sect, and had the opportunity to refer to a large number of treasured books of the Demon Sect, and later, relying on a large amount of martial arts knowledge, he created the internal martial arts method "Vientiane Guiyuan" that can only be practiced in the innate realm, but because this exercise was created based on his own martial arts, so anyone who wants to practice "Vientiane Guiyuan" must first practice its pre-requisite exercises.

But the pre-requisite exercises are directly related to the peerless divine skills, and if you want to cultivate the peerless exercises of the Demon Sect, you must make great contributions to the Demon Sect, or you must be selected by the next Demon Sect master to have the opportunity to practice. Therefore, Nangong Batian passed on the precursor of this exercise to Dongfang Chong, and he was not prepared to train him to be the next Demon Sect Master, and this is the source of the exceptional teaching.

Dongfang Chong's status in the Demon Sect has also risen due to the cultivation of the "Three Points of Return to the Yuan Gong", and his status is only under the sect leader, the elder group, and the left and right envoys, as if he is already the first young person in the Demon Sect.

Arrogance inevitably exists in Dongfang Chong's body. The smooth sailing path of life makes it difficult for Dongfang Chong not to be arrogant.

Walking near the pavilion, Dongfang Chong cautiously glanced at the strong men. I thought that there were only two kinds of people who came to Drum Mountain this time, one was his own people, that is, the demon cultists behind him. The other is the enemy, except for the disciples behind him, the rest of them are enemies. As a result, his cautious eyes gradually became fierce, and as soon as he raised his hand, he was about to order his subordinates to kill the other party and reduce a few competitors in advance.

At the last moment, the bald man who was the leader of the strong men stepped forward with a smile and said, "Dare to ask this brother, but is he a member of the Holy Sect?"

The word "Holy Sect" is only common within the Demon Sect, and it has always been called the Demon Sect on the rivers and lakes, but now that he suddenly met someone called the Holy Sect outside, not only Dongfang Chong was stunned for a moment, but even the two elders and demon cultists marked with the Sun Mark behind him looked at each other curiously.

"Could it be that they are the outer disciples of our Holy Sect? Or are they afraid that I will kill them and deliberately show favor to me? Dongfang Chong thought suspiciously, and slowly put down the raised hand. He politely asked, "Which rudder's brothers are you?"

The bald man smiled even brighter, and said loudly: "We were originally the brothers of the Chengdu rudder, and when we went out on a mission, we heard that the rudder was attacked by the damn Yanyu Building. We rushed back overnight, but when we rushed back, we found that the rudder was gone, and even Boss Nie was arrested. ”

Dahan said, his face changed more and more hideously, especially when he said that Boss Nie was arrested, the two elders of the Demon Sect who were looking directly nodded their heads, and said secretly in their hearts: "This is a good talent and a good foundation of our Holy Sect, just look at his loyal appearance, we should cultivate more." ”

Dongfang Chong is young, arrogant and arrogant, but people are not stupid, on the contrary, they are very smart, otherwise they are young, and they can't cultivate martial arts so quickly, and they can still get the trust of Nangong Batian.

Immediately, he continued to ask, "Then why didn't you return to my Holy Sect Commander, but instead kept wandering outside, and ran to this barren mountain and wilderness?"

"This brother is aware of it, it's not that my brothers don't want to go back to the Holy Sect Helm, it's that we want to avenge Boss Nie. Boss Nie has always treated us like brothers, but the Holy Sect has ceded the territory in the southwest area, and Boss Nie's revenge has not been avenged for a long time, so what kind of face does this give our brothers to continue to survive in the world?"

As the bald man spoke, a tear squeezed out so vividly, and fell to the ground with a "tick" moment, Dongfang Chong and the people of the Demon Sect who watched it were stunned for a moment, and thought in their hearts: "How deep is this feeling, so that such a big man can cry when he says ...... cry" (to be continued......

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