My wife is the sect leader

"it is good!"

"well said!"

As the storyteller's voice fell, the originally silent Datong Teahouse applauded like thunder, and the people present were even more blushing and excited.

Jie Se patted his head, and said: "When he split open the dungeon with his sword, he injured many prisoners. I was personally responsible for this matter. I also had a confrontation with Qingyang Wuji Liu Qingshan in Faxi Temple. When I was watching the game, I was also watching the battle, so it can be said that he was the one I watched..."

Speaking of this, there was a trace of complacency on Jie Lu's face.

At the same time, many people around were discussing in low voices.

"Have you heard? The ghost swordsman smashed the main altar of the Demon Cult. It is said that many masters have gone."

"Kill, we must eradicate the demon cult demon!"

"I've also heard that Ghost Swordsman first killed the villain Qi Shu, and now he wants to eradicate the Demon Cult. It is indeed the hope of the righteous way."

"I believe he will be able to restore the world to a bright future."

Somehow, in addition to the news that Ghost Swordsman Killed Qi Shu among the Ten Thousand Armies spread, there was another shocking news in Dayan Jianghu.

It is the ghost swordsman who is going to Dongluoguan to wipe out the head of the Demon Cult.

The entire Great Yan Jianghu suddenly had an undercurrent. Some people believed it, while others questioned it. After all, the Demon Cult is the most powerful force in the world today, and it has been rooted in the world for thousands of years.

It is more or less impossible to be destroyed overnight.

Until yesterday, Feng Lingyue, the patriarch of the Five Poison Sect, called on fellow martial artists to participate in this battle against demons.

As the news spread, the entire Great Yanjiang Lake completely boiled, which undoubtedly gave many people a reassurance.

Feng Lingyue is a real second-qi master, a master of the older generation in the world, and one of the martial arts myths in the eyes of ordinary people.

You must know that the Demon Cult has done dozens of crimes in the Dayan River and Lake, and there are countless masters who have grievances with it. However, due to the huge power of the Demon Cult, there is no way to uphold justice.

A single spark has turned into a prairie fire.

For a while, countless masters spontaneously went to Yunlin City, some waited and watched, and some wanted to participate in this demon-killing battle.

The two most sensational events in the world today are the battle between Hou Jin and Dayan, the second is this matter, and even in the arena, the limelight of this event even overwhelmed the war between Hou Jin and Dayan.

Jie Yao glanced around, and then said: "Brother, the ghost swordsman wants to help justice, and is going to Dongluoguan to eradicate the demon cult monsters."

Jie Se blinked his eyes, "Of course it's a good thing, but I don't think the Demon Cult is easy to destroy, right? That ghost swordsman was promoted to Grandmaster not long ago..."

He knew very well in his heart that despite the great reputation now, how many masters among them went there to watch the excitement,

There are very few who really dare to take action against the Demon Cult.

Because Han Wenxin is such a person.

"What nonsense are you talking about, monk?"

Just at this moment, a voice of yelling rang out.

Following the voice, it was a woman in white.

The woman was more beautiful, dressed in white, holding a sword in her hand, she stared at her and said: "This battle of exterminating demons will definitely destroy the demon sect, don't talk nonsense."

Jie Se looked at the woman's aggressiveness, and forgot what she said for a while.

Jieao saw the sword in the woman's waist, and hurriedly said: "The benefactor is right, this time we will definitely destroy the Demon Cult, my brother made a slip of the tongue, Jieao is here to apologize to the benefactor."

Judging by her appearance, she must be a heroine who walks the rivers and lakes, and she is also a fan of that ghost swordsman

"That's true. Ghost Swordsman will be able to defeat the Demon Cult. This is absolute."

When the woman heard Jie Tuo's words, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and then she walked towards the door.

Jie Yao looked at the woman's back reluctantly and said: "Senior brother, that woman can tell at a glance that she is a heroine in Jianghu."

"Humph."

Jie Se snorted softly, "Maybe I have a better temper now, otherwise... hum."

"Otherwise what?" Jieao couldn't help asking.

Jie Se touched his smooth head, and said: "I will make her pregnant."

"Brother, you are talking nonsense again."

Jie Yao said with some dissatisfaction: "That female hero looks at people so well and smiles so sweetly, how can you say such vulgar words?"

Jie Se sneered, "What do you know, it's sweet when you smile, but it usually tastes salty."

Lingnan Road, Baifeng Town.

There was the sound of violent beating in a blacksmith's shop.

A man and a woman walked in slowly.

The man looks mediocre, but the girl next to him is so delicate and charming that people can't help but look sideways.

These two people are Yang Chong and Jia Meixian from the Four Elephant Sect.

This time Yang Chong's sword was curled, and the sword had been used for a long time, so he came to this small town not far from the Four Elephant Gate to buy a new sword.

For some reason, Jia Meixian insisted on following.

Yang Chong said angrily: "I'm just here to buy a sword, why are you following me?"

Jia Meixian whispered: "Brother, haven't you heard that the ghost swordsman wants to wipe out the Demon Cult?"

Yang Chong frowned slightly, and said, "I heard that this matter is spreading all over the place, why haven't I heard about it?"

He didn't care much about ghost swordsmen, but in his mind he admired Lin Yiyang, the number one swordsman in the world today.

Jia Meixian bit her lip and said, "Senior brother, how about we go to Dongluoguan?"

"What did you say!?"

Yang Chong's eyes widened.

Jia Meixian looked down at the child who did something wrong, and whispered: "I said I want to visit Dongluoguan."

"impossible!"

Yang Chong frowned, "This matter is absolutely impossible, not at all possible."

Not to mention that Dongluoguan is a den of thieves from the Devil's Cult, and at the moment the situation is gathering, it is said that there are countless experts planning to go to Dongluoguan,

I don't know how dangerous it is, let alone third-rank masters, there are many first-rank masters, what if he takes Jia Meixian to encounter danger?

Yang Chong would definitely not do such a stupid act of sending him to death.

"Brother, let's go and have a look..."

"No, if you dare to go, I will immediately report to Master."

Seeing Yang Chong's determination, Jia Meixian could only sigh helplessly, she knew that Yang Chong would definitely not take her there,

Then he could only take out the wooden sword in his arms.

Every time she saw this wooden sword, she would think of Han Wenxin and the ghost swordsman who saved her that day.

Two unforgettable events happened on the same day.

One saved him, one was saved by him.

Yang Chong ignored Jia Meixian, and said to the blacksmith who was still forging, "Shopkeeper, give me a good sword, the price is not a problem."

"okay."

The blacksmith handed over the work to his apprentice, stepped forward and said with a smile, "We have quite a few swords here..."

Suddenly, the blacksmith's eyes saw a flash of light in the eyes of the wooden sword, "Little girl, where did this wooden sword come from?"

When Jia Meixian heard this, she blinked her eyes and said, "This is a gift from my friend. Is there anything wrong?"

The blacksmith smiled and said, "It's pretty good, the workmanship looks very delicate."

Yang Chong also sighed, and said, "My friend is a miserable person."

Every time he thinks of that handsome and extraordinary face, his heart is filled with sighs, wondering if there will be a chance to see him again in this lifetime.

The blacksmith stopped talking, and went straight to the back hall to take out two or three well-made swords. Finally, Yang Chong chose a good sword, paid the silver and left.

"Master, everyone is gone, what are you looking at?"

The man in the blacksmith shop noticed that the man and woman had walked for a long time, and his master was still watching their backs.

"Demon Cult"

The blacksmith murmured to himself, "Master is going out for a while."

"Master, how long will it take you to come back?"

"Several months."

Kyokaido, a fishing village.

Among the dilapidated thatched huts, there are faint candles flickering in the house.

A man in his 40s sewed a fishing net with his head bowed by the light.

"Big brother!"

At this moment, there was an exclamation from outside the door.

The man raised his head, looked at the person who hurried in, and couldn't help laughing: "What's the happy event?"

The person who came in looked about 30 years old, with a thin body and a fair complexion. At a glance, he didn't look like a fisherman who had been exposed to the sun.

The white man said ecstatically: "Brother, Feng Lingyue and a top swordsman will hunt Dongluoguan and prepare to eradicate the Demon Cult. Many masters are willing to go, and our great revenge can be avenged."

The man's face was as calm as water, and he said, "Ah Yi, haven't we said that? From now on, we will withdraw from the arena and stop asking about the facts of the arena."

Seeing his elder brother's reaction like this, the white man seemed to have poured a basin of cold water, and then said in a low voice, "Brother, the revenge of killing one's father is irresistible, how can a son of man not avenge it?"

The man put down the fishing net in his hand, grabbed the man's shoulders with both hands, and said: "A peaceful life is hard to come by, why should we get involved in this right and wrong again?"

"What quiet life?"

Ah Yi snapped off the man's arm, with a trace of scarlet in his eyes, "I knew that Jiang Shang killed my father, and I must avenge this bloody revenge. I had no chance before, but now someone is holding high the banner, I, Ah Yi You must give this one a shot.”

The man shouted in a low voice, "Ah Yi!"

"Stop talking, brother, if you don't go, I'll go by myself."

Ah Yi looked at his elder brother in disappointment, then turned around and walked out of the house.

Seeing Ha Yi's leaving back, the man couldn't help sighing.

The night was getting darker and the lights were getting weaker and weaker until it was completely dark and swallowed up the whole house.

The news of hunting Dongluoguan spread for some unknown reason, and the Dayan River and Lake became completely turbulent. Many experts who had grievances with the Demon Cult went to Yunlin City one after another, preparing to watch from the sidelines and watch the fire from the other side. The Devil's Cult fell into trouble.

All of a sudden, the Devil's Cult was in turmoil, and countless members of the Devil's Cult returned to the main altar of the Devil's Cult from all over the world, including Dizong,

Renzong also has four masters from all walks of life.

There is also an undercurrent in Dongluoguan, and countless caravans have even changed their routes and dare not pass through here.

Dongluo Desert, Sealing Demon Well.

Zhao Qingmei sat cross-legged in the stone cave, in her dantian, there was a faint black light.

This dark light continuously absorbed the energy in her body, and the light became brighter and brighter until it reached a critical point.

The light gradually dissipated, and a black light cluster the size of a thumb was suspended in the dantian.

"Whoa!"

The next moment, the black light group was like ice and snow, melting into the dantian little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye, until it disappeared.

Demon seed born!

With the birth of the demon seed, Zhao Qingmei's also successfully reached the eighth floor, and she suddenly felt that her speed of refining the spiritual energy of the world was more than doubled.

"Finally successful."

Seeing this, Nan Weiping's eyes brightened, and then she nodded in satisfaction.

After about tens of breaths, Zhao Qingmei opened her charming eyes and asked, "Senior, can I get out of this magic well now?"

"Okay."

Nan Weiping said with emotion: "Now you can pass through this heart door, and you can also go out."