What is the Demon Cult? The Demon Cult is a way of doing things that is not understood by ordinary people. For example, ordinary people will not abuse themselves, or they will not abuse themselves for ten points in return, but people from the Demon Cult will.
At this time, in the dangerous mountain, the sword slave, who was already injured, was thrown into the Black Wind Village bandits by the sword master.
There were hundreds of bandits, and their orders were to kill them all or be killed by them.
When faced with the swarming bandits, two teenagers of fifteen or sixteen years old showed no fear or excitement on their faces, but only indifference.
The swordsmanship of the sword slave is the swordsmanship of killing people. The swordsmanship of the sword slave is also the swordsmanship of killing people.
Every time the sword slave slashes, he will take away the life of a bandit. Each sword is struck at the most fatal position. The injuries on his body are very serious. Every time he cuts with a sword, his own wound will bleed loudly. At this time, the blood is soaked in the whole body.
, I don’t know if it’s his or someone else’s.
Each sword slave's sword will take away the life of a bandit. If a sword cannot kill a person, he will die.
In the Demon Cult, there have been many batches of sword slaves and sword slaves.
No matter how serious their injuries were, they just waved and stabbed their swords.
No matter how shaky their bodies were, they could always hold on. On the contrary, there were fewer and fewer bandits. Finally, the remaining dozen or so people shouted and ran away. At this time, two men in black appeared, holding hands
He shot out with great force and shocked the fleeing bandits to death.
Of these two men in black, one carries three swords on his back, and the other carries a knife on his waist. These two are the sword masters and sword masters of the Demon Sect.
Seeing that all the bandits had fallen, the sword slave and the sword slave shook their bodies and fainted.
"People from the Demon Cult are not only cruel to others, they are even more cruel to themselves, so people in the world are afraid of them and call them the Demon Cult." Jiumozhi said.
Wang Yingxuan and Jiumozhi stood at a height a hundred meters away, watching the fight below.
Wang Yingxuan nodded, "It turns out that the devil's sect is not just crazy and has done all kinds of evil, so it can still be taken under its command."
After Wang Yingxuan finished speaking, his body swayed and he walked in the air. Jiumozhi, a monk in hunting robe, followed closely.
The sword master suddenly raised his head and looked at the two men approaching, with a solemn expression on his face. Walking in the air, his inner strength must be extremely deep.
"Sword Master? Sword Master? Where is your leader? Let him come to see me." Wang Yingxuan said.
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the sword master and the sword master. They rushed towards Wang Yingxuan together, a sword with a cold light flowing like water, and a sword as thick as a mountain.
Jiumozhi sneered and faced the two of them. The Six Meridians Divine Sword burst out with sword energy filling the air.
Wang Yingxuan walked up to the two teenagers casually, stretched out his hand to grab them, and the two stood up from the ground.
The eyes of the two men opened suddenly. After seeing Wang Yingxuan's appearance clearly, they suddenly burst out with powerful killing intent. They stabbed Wang Yingxuan with one knife and one sword.
Vicious. Vicious.
Around Wang Yingxuan's body, a layer of earthy yellow light flashed, and two sharp and harsh sounds sounded. Wang Yingxuan stretched out his hand and clicked, and the acupuncture points of the two teenagers were clicked.
Although he couldn't move, the fierce light in his eyes was like a hungry beast, which made people feel chilled.
Wang Yingxuan ignored them, and just patted each of them, and the inner energy of two Qinglong Divine Skills rushed into their bodies, and the vigorous vitality nourished their bodies.
"The bodies of these two people are damaged to such an extent. Without my treatment, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to survive for ten years." Wang Yingxuan felt the damage in their bodies and couldn't help but grimace.
Of course, he was not showing any kindness, but from these two teenagers, he suddenly thought of how hard he worked so hard back then.
Seeing Wang Yingxuan turn and leave, the indifferent expressions in the eyes of the two teenagers turned into shock. They were most aware of the changes in their bodies. This man's methods were almost like a demon.
Bang! Bang!
The sword master and the sword master were knocked to the ground by Jiumozhi, who hit the acupuncture points. Wang Yingxuan shook his head. Although the internal strength of these two people was first-class, when it came to sword skills and sword skills, they were not as good as the two young men.
purely.
Their swordsmanship and swordsmanship are more powerful, but not as good as those of the two teenagers. They are just killing swords, killing swords!
"Who are you? Do you want to make a name for my demon sect?" A voice sounded from the valley, and then, a black shadow flashed at an extremely fast speed, and in a moment, it stood in front of Wang Yingxuan.
Wearing a wide black robe, he wore a red horn mask on his head, with two huge and fierce eyes painted on the mask. His aura was powerful and obscure, and he was actually close to the state of Dzogchen.
"Are you the leader of the Demon Cult?" Wang Yingxuan said, "I want to take the Demon Cult under my command, are you willing?"
The man in black robe was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and laughed: "Hahahaha, what a loud tone, I want to see what you are capable of."
As the man in black robe spoke, he swayed his body and slapped Wang Yingxuan with a palm. This palm was dignified.
Wang Yingxuan also struck out with a palm, poof, Taiyin's internal power was too strong, and the black-robed man's internal power was directly shaken away. Bang, the black-robed man took several steps back.
"Hey, what a strong body." Wang Yingxuan was also a little surprised. According to the aura displayed by the black-robed man, Wang Yingxuan's internal power was enough to disperse his internal power, and then the remaining power rushed directly into his body.
However, it was broken up by his physical power.
Wang Yingxuan was shocked, and the black-robed man was even more surprised. With a sway of his body, three phantoms appeared and rushed towards Wang Yingxuan at the same time.
Wang Yingxuan wanted to subdue him, but did not fight with him. He swung out a palm and the strong wind directly enveloped his body, directly shaking away all the man's internal energy. Then he pointed at his chest, and with a snap, the black robe
The person fell to the ground.
As soon as Wang Yingxuan was grabbed, the mask on the black-robed man's face was lifted off.
"Eh!" Wang Yingxuan and Jiumozhi both screamed at the same time. They saw that the face of the leader of the Demon Cult was slowly changing, and the originally hard lines became softer. Under the gaze of the two of them, his face
His face became a completely different person.
And, from a man, he became a woman.
"The disintegration of the demon is truly miraculous. It can actually change its appearance." Jiumozhi praised.
"Is this the disintegration of the demon?" Wang Yingxuan asked.
Jiumozhi said: "Yes, it is the supreme secret book of the Demon Cult. It is also called the Shaolin Yi Jin Jing."
The true appearance of the leader of the Demon Cult is that of a charming young woman in her thirties or forties with fair complexion. She has a high nose and a bit of heroism and cruelty between her brows. However, her expression changed several times at this time, and she finally said with a smile:
"I don't know what to call this hero. Shangguan Xiaowan of the slave family is in the hands of the hero and is willing to obey his orders."
Wang Yingxuan nodded and untied her acupuncture points casually.
"Please also ask the hero to unlock the sword master's acupuncture points. We are all willing to obey the hero's orders." Shangguan Xiaowan said.
Wang Yingxuan nodded, and Jiumozhi opened the acupuncture points of the two of them.
With his martial arts skills, he is not afraid of deception.
"There is also a general manager in my teaching. Please wait for me to call him to meet the heroes together." Shangguan Xiaowan said with a smile.
She raised her voice and screamed, and immediately a figure leapt out from the valley. This man was as skinny as wood and had a cold expression. When he saw Wang Yingxuan and the two of them, he couldn't help but be startled.
Shangguan Xiaowan said: "General manager, this hero has unparalleled martial arts skills. I have decided that our sect will follow the hero in the future. Come and pay homage to him. The sword master and sword master will also come to pay homage to him."
At this moment, Jiumozhi's voice sounded in Wang Yingxuan's ears: "Master Wang, please be careful of fraud."
Wang Yingxuan smiled slightly and said, "No need to be so polite."
Shangguan Xiaowan turned over and prostrated, and Wang Yingxuan reached out to help him. At this moment, Shangguan Xiaowan's hands suddenly became soft and tough. She locked Wang Yingxuan's hands, and her palms suddenly became as strong as steel.
She opened her mouth and spat out, and a thin black needle shot straight into Wang Yingxuan's heart.
The black blood magic needle! Specializes in breaking internal forces! Once injected into the flesh, ordinary people will immediately turn into pus and blood, and internal experts will also have their Dantian pierced.
At the same time, the steward, the sword master, and the sword master took action at the same time. The sword master went straight to Jiumozhi with his sword, but blocked his rescue. The sword master stabbed Wang Yingxuan in the back, and the steward shot out poison in his eyes.
With a bright light, a black light suddenly shot out from the sleeves and went straight towards Wang Yingxuan's temple.
This lineup is definitely a killer lineup.
But Wang Yingxuan suddenly laughed. Not to mention that he had been prepared, even if he was not prepared, this method could not hurt him.
Ding! The black blood god needle that specializes in destroying internal energy pierced the skin of Wang Yingxuan's heart. It didn't even puncture, but was directly broken into two pieces.
With just a slight twitch of his palm, Shangguan Xiaowan's palm could no longer be locked. He grabbed his palm forward, and the steward's thrust was blocked, but it was a half-foot-long funeral door nail.
With a flick of his hand, Shangguan Xiaowan's body blocked the sword master's tip.
Poof!
Without any reason, the sword master passed through Shangguan Xiaowan's body and continued to stab Wang Yingxuan's heart.
"What a sharp sword."
The long sword flowing like autumn water pierced Shangguan Xiaowan's body, but there was no trace of blood on it.
Wang Yingxuan suddenly let go of Shangguan Xiaowan's hand, flicked the long sword, ding, and there was a sound, and the long sword really fell out of the sword owner's hand.
The sword master reached out and pulled it out, and the second sword continued to stab Wang Yingxuan. Shangguan Xiaowan, who was pierced through the body, raised his nails and a cloud of red smoke came out.
"The Devil's Cult is indeed extraordinary." Wang Yingxuan not only praised him, but his previous thoughts of playing around disappeared. He stepped back and cut out his fingers at will.
Poof! The sword light flashed, the sword master was cut in half, the steward was cut in half, Shangguan Xiaowan was cut in half, and the sword master was cut in half.
What surprised him slightly was that Shangguan Xiaowan was not dead for a moment, and her body kept twisting on the ground. Wang Yingxuan felt uncomfortable and slapped her to death.
"I didn't expect that the disintegration body of the demon would be so powerful. Even after being stabbed by a sword, it could still be alive and kicking." Wang Yingxuan said, his spiritual consciousness swept over Shangguan Xiaowan's body, and with a grab, a secret book flew into his hand.
It is the disintegration of the demon**.
The changes in the fight just now sounded in Jiumozhi's mind, and he felt terrified. The strength of these people was not as strong as his own, but their methods were sinister. If they tried to harm him, he was afraid that he would not be able to survive at all.
"The Demon Cult is indeed despicable."
Jiumozhi realized in his heart, and he understood more and more why those famous and decent sects must expel the demon sect from the Central Plains. The methods were too sinister, especially the black blood needle, even the masters of the Great Perfection of Internal Power would be hated.