My wife is the sect leader

"Elder Yuan is over the award."

Jiang Renyi smiled, and then asked, "Could Elder Yuan come to the Dongluo Desert today for something important?"

Yuan Feng is the elder of Fengmotai, and he met Jiang Renyi a handful of times when he was the suzerain of the Dizong, but now he came to Dongluo Desert to look for him, it must not be that simple.

"Now is the time for the life and death of the Demon Cult."

Yuan Feng's expression became solemn, and he said, "You must also know about the fact that Master Zhao entered the Sealing Demon Well, right?"

"Know some."

Jiang Renyi nodded. Although he didn't pay much attention to external affairs, how could he not know about such a big matter of the Devil's Cult?

Hearing this news, his heart was also full of regrets, firstly he regretted Zhao Qingmei's supreme talent, and secondly he regretted the "Nine Nether Purgatory Magic Code".

Yuan Feng said in a deep voice: "Now the Devil's Cult is in charge of Yu Qiurong. My Demon's Cult's great reputation and thousands of years of inheritance, when will it be led by a person in the smallpox realm? She is not worthy of holding such power."

Jiang Renyi frowned and nodded.

The cultivation base of the smallpox realm is indeed not high.

Seeing Jiang Renyi nodding, Yuan Feng stated his purpose directly: "Now that Zhao Qingmei is trapped in the Demon Sealing Well, there is no hope of getting out. In my opinion, the Demon Cult cannot remain without a master for a day..."

Jiang Renyi's heart suddenly moved: "Oh? Elder Yuan means to ask me to be the leader of this sect?"

It is impossible to say that he is not moved by the position of the leader of the Demon Cult.

Otherwise, after Zhao Qingmei became the leader, he wouldn't have made so many small moves.

However, Zhao Qingmei poured cold water on Jiang Renyi when he stepped into the Grand Master, which made him calm down instantly. With his strength, he was really not qualified to compete with Zhao Qingmei for the position of Master.

But it's different now, Zhao Qingmei is trapped in the Sealing Demon Well, and the Demon Cult has no leader.

Yuan Feng said indifferently: "With the assistance of the Demon Sealing Table, as long as you want to become the leader, it is a certainty. Duanmu Xinghua, Yi Daoyun, and Lin Tianhai are loyal to the Demon Sect, not Zhao. Qingmei, now that Zhao Qingmei is trapped in the Demon Sealing Well, they won't say they support you as the sect leader, but they will definitely not stop you."

Jiang Renyi thought for a while and said: "Zhao Qingmei has two confidantes, one is Yu Qiurong, and the other is Qin Bin, the head of the Xuanwu Seat. These two are not easy to deal with, especially Qin Bin, who has the most elite black man in his hands. Armored Guards..."

Yuan Feng said: "Don't worry, what kind of waves can a person with a cultivation base of the third rank turn out?"

Jiang Renyi shook his head and said: "No, I said that the [-] elite soldiers are the only elite soldiers of the Demon Cult. If there are no more elite soldiers, Houjin can destroy Dongluoguan in an instant..."

These [-] elites are the only viable force of the Demon Cult, and they are also one of the capitals to compete in the world.

Yuan Feng laughed beside him, "Don't worry, I have already reached a cooperation agreement with Houjin, and now the Demon Cult Houjin is an ally forever, so there is no need to worry about Houjin at all."

Jiang Renyi looked at Yuan Feng, frowning even deeper.

Cooperation between Demon Cult and Houjin?

Isn't this just seeking skin from a tiger?

You must know that Hou Jin had long since had the ambition to swallow Dongluoguan, and he was nothing more than fearing the masters of the Demon Cult.

Jiang Renyi pondered for a while, and said, "Okay, Elder Yuan and I will go back to East Luota first and then talk about it."

.........

Xuwang Mountain, the mountainside.

Layers of dense forests covered the sunlight, making it look a bit gloomy.

"call!"

Qi Shu landed and took a deep breath, "Half a day and a night passed without encountering any obstacles. Presumably all the masters in the Great Yanjiang Lake have already gone south."

Leng Xiao nodded and said with emotion: "Master Qi's move is really clever."

It has to be said that Qi Shu's move is a bit vicious.

Meng Zhaodou and Tang Taiyuan clearly saw the people from the Black Ice Terrace going south, but Leng Xiao led Princess An Le northward in the dark. When they reacted, this back and forth was enough time for the two to escape the trap.

To the north of Xuwang Mountain is the border area of ​​Dayan.

When they reached the border area of ​​Dayan, Dayan's control was much weaker, and it would be extremely difficult to find the whereabouts of the two of them.

Zhao Xuening's limbs were weak, and her face was as pale as a piece of paper, as if she would pass out at any moment.

Qi Shu nodded slightly, then looked at a dilapidated temple in the distance, and said: "There is a dilapidated temple in front, there is no energy, let's go in and have a rest first."

Since the battle with Tang Taiyuan, Qi Shu has not rested yet. Now that he is out of the siege, he naturally needs to take a good rest and recover some strength.

With that said, the two walked into the ruined temple.

The moment he entered the ruined temple, Qi Shu's brows were furrowed.

This is an earth temple, and the stone statues in the temple are dilapidated, and no one has repaired them for many years, making them look very messy.

Not far from the stone statue was a black-robed man sitting cross-legged, in front of him was a bonfire, as if preparing to grill something.

This person is none other than An Jing.

At this moment when he saw Qi Shu, he was also stunned. Didn't it mean that Qi Shu appeared in Pingling and was about to go south?Why did it suddenly appear on Xuwang Mountain?

"help me...."

Zhao Xuening was in a trance, looking at the black-robed figure in front of her, she suddenly remembered the fate she had met once.

This black-robed man knew Pratwee Bodhisattva, and presumably he was also a master.

Zhao Xuening, who only had a weak consciousness at the moment, subconsciously regarded An Jing as the last straw.

"Who are you?"

Leng Xiao frowned, and looked at An Jing in front of him coldly.

An Jing looked at the nervous Leng Xiao, and couldn't help laughing: "Passerby, do you believe it?"

"Do not believe."

Leng Xiao said coldly.

Zhao Xuening's expression clearly recognized this person, and he didn't feel any aura from the beginning to the end. The person in front of him was probably a person with ulterior motives.

"We meet again."

But Qi Shu thought about it, and couldn't help saying: "I didn't expect to meet again here, it seems that you and I are really destined."

"Can such a fate be abandoned?" An Jing sighed and touched the hilt of the Suppressing Evil Sword with his palm.

When Zhao Xuening heard what An Jing said, his eyes darkened.

The black-robed man in front of him seemed unwilling to make a move, otherwise he would have made a move when Puhui Bodhisattva was defeated that day.

"If you can't save me, kill me."

Thinking of this, Zhao Xuening looked at An Jing with a hint of death in her eyes. She would rather die than bear such humiliation.

An Jing looked at those phoenix eyes, the most terrifying person in this world who is not afraid of death.

"Fate is something that you don't want if you say you want it, and it's not something you don't want if you say you don't want it."

Qi Shu shook his head, and after speaking, he glanced at Leng Xiao beside him.

Leng Xiao immediately understood, stepped forward, and appeared in front of An Jing the next moment.

"boom!"

With one palm, it was powerful and heavy, and the vigor shook the air with a roaring sound.

An Jing turned around and easily avoided the palm.

"Um?!"

Leng Xiao frowned.

Now I am at the level of a half-step master. Although this half-step master was raised with the power of medicine, he is not strong compared to ordinary half-step masters, but he is still a master of half-step masters.

Leng Xiao slapped again, but then he found that no matter how fast and fierce his palm was, the man in black could easily avoid it, as if he was playing tricks on him.

Leng Xiao is known as Xiaoxiang Shuiyun, but he is also a master of the older generation of Dayan Jianghu. He used to have a considerable status in the Jianghu. Later, his cultivation was difficult to advance and he withdrew from the Jianghu. After that, he couldn't bear the temptation of the Black Ice Terrace, so he joined the Black Ice Terrace among.

After swallowing the elixir from the Black Ice Terrace, his strength increased greatly, and he became a master of the half-step master.

"It's really interesting, then give me another palm."

Leng Xiao yelled violently, and all the internal power in his body surged, and all of them gathered on his arms.

"Tom!"

With one palm, it was like a mountain roaring and a tsunami, and the internal force surged continuously, forming a series of vortex-like vigor.

"Your head, then I will accept it."

An Jing took a light breath, put his palm on the Suppressing Evil Sword at his waist, and then pulled it out abruptly.

Buzz!

The Suppressing Evil Sword made a trembling sound for nine days, and the power of the Suppressing Evil Sword with three sword bodies in one increased again.

Jian Guang is fast!

Faster than the blink of an eye!

Leng Xiao just felt that he blinked, and the sword light had already come to his neck.

not good!

He was terrified in his heart, and wanted to retreat quickly to avoid this extremely cold sword light.

But it was too late, the sword was faster than he thought.

"puff!"

The sword light flashed across, a fountain of blood gushed out, and then a large head flew into the air.

I saw that head kept rolling, and finally fell to Qi Shu's feet, its ferocious eyes were still looking at him, and the horror in the eyes seemed to have not dissipated.

"thump!"

Leng Xiao's body fell heavily to the ground, blood still flowing.

"Gudong!"

Zhao Xuening also became energetic in an instant, and couldn't help swallowing her saliva watching the scene in front of her.

On the way to catch up, she saw with her own eyes that Leng Xiao entered Xuanyiwei as if he had entered an uninhabited land, and even her uncle Zuo Biwen couldn't take him down.

But at this moment, one sword was dead.

"Suppressing Evil Sword!?"

Qi Shu's pupils suddenly contracted, and Zhao Xuening in his hand was thrown out by him at that moment, "Are you that ghost swordsman?"

Zhao Xuening scrambled and crawled towards the distance. This was the only chance she had for the past few days except convenience and eating.

"Maybe no one told you that there is a sword in this fate."

An Jing's arm was level with the ground, and the blood from the Suppressing Evil Sword lay on the ground.

Among the dilapidated temples, the stone statues were broken, and the wind hummed.

The two looked at each other, as if a volcano was about to erupt.

With a serious face, Qi Shu spoke first and asked, "Your surname is Wu?"

"Is my last name important?" An Jing's expression was a little more indifferent.

Stepping into the arena this time, many people asked about his identity or his name, but this was the first one to ask about his surname.

"Very important."

"How important is it?"

"Important enough to determine how you die."

........

Chapter 179 Ghost Swordsman Chases and Kills Qi Shu

In the earth temple.

The temperature in the air is dropping rapidly, as if it is much colder.

Leng Xiao's body twitched symbolically, and then blood continued to flow out, staining the ground red.

Qi Shu's eyes were like abysses, unable to make waves.