My wife is the sect leader

In the old man's hand is a knife, the blade is one chi two inches long, the blade is curved outwards, and the widest part of the blade is one inch two inches.There is a front on the back of the knife, and there are three concave teeth between the front and the tip of the blade. The blade is relatively sharp, and the copper handle is in the shape of a rhombus.

The photo of the demon sword is the sword of the ancestor Tianpeng, one of the four great swordsmen in the world.

The ancestor of Tianpeng lived in no fixed place and was extremely mysterious. All he knew was that his sword skills were rare in the world, and his whereabouts were hard to find. In fact, he was recruited by Zhao Mengtai a few years ago.

The way he cooperates with Sword Demon is different, and he is Zhao Mengtai's loyal subordinate. Tianji Pavilion can develop so strong, and the ancestor of Tianpeng can be regarded as a great contributor.

But later, in order to hide his strength, Zhao Mengtai still asked the ancestor of Tianpeng to withdraw from Tianji Pavilion and stay by his side.

The sword demon looked at Lin Yiyang, who was attracting attention at this time, and said lightly: "When we are all dead, we may be able to become a generation of masters, but it is a pity that we met the ghost swordsman of the same generation."

The ancestor of Tianpeng shook his head and said: "It's really a pity. You said that he is a genius, but he is not genius enough to crush the masters of the next era. Then he can only wait for the death of the masters of the older generation."

There are so many geniuses in this world, every era has geniuses of every era, but how many masters can truly crush the previous era?

What's more, among the geniuses of the previous generation, there may also be a monster who crushed the geniuses of the previous generation.

In the torrent of troubled times, it is not easy to keep yourself alive, how difficult is it to get ahead?

"The last time Yu Jingcheng let him go, this time I let him see my sword."

The sword demon knew that Lin Yiyang was nothing to be afraid of, only that ghost swordsman was qualified to fight him, and now was the time for him to force out this ghost swordsman.

Lin Yiyang exhaled lightly, but looked towards the crowd.

At this moment, a figure in black came out from the crowd.

The old man was tall and dressed in black, with a long sword in his hand that seemed to be flowing with blood.

Weeping Blood Sword!

This is the Weeping Blood Sword, one of the top ten famous swords in the world today.

Lin Yiyang's pupils shrank violently.

When Sword Demon Haotian took out the Weeping Blood Sword and walked out, the entire Dulu Sword Society was completely shaken.

"Weeping Blood Sword! This is the Weeping Blood Sword!"

"What a sword demon, he is actually still alive!"

"Oh my God! I didn't expect that Senior Hao was really alive. His swordsmanship had reached the sixth level decades ago."

.........

Everyone was talking a lot, with shock and inexplicable look in their eyes.

After all, the sword demon was once a double hero of swordsmanship, and the only swordsman in the world who was at the second and sixth level.

Countless swordsmen worshiped the existence of gods, and his prestige was like a stone carving, firmly imprinted in everyone's hearts.

Xu Qianyue in the distance whispered: "He was the one who killed Zongzhengyuan back then."

The sword demon made two attacks in Yujing City, one time it killed Zongzhengyuan and King Mu Jin, and the other time it attacked the ghost swordsman.

It is understandable to kill the ghost swordsman, after all, it is to compete for the number one swordsman in the world, but what is the purpose of killing Zong Zhengyuan?

The entire Dulu Sword Association was full of noise, and the voice of discussion was like a tide, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the sword demon.

Zhu Yongfang, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, murmured: "I never thought that this sword demon would still have such awe and prestige after so many years."

Most of the masters in the arena are rebellious, and sometimes they even ignore the laws of the Yan Kingdom, but when they saw the sword demon at this moment, the expressions of the masters present changed drastically.

Yue Tingchen said calmly: "This is the horror of top swordsmen."

And when Lin Yiyang saw Sword Demon Haotian approaching, his heart kept beating wildly. The oppressive feeling like facing a mountain suddenly hit him, and he was almost out of breath.

He knew that this was the sword move of the sword demon.

The sword power of Tiandao Sword!

The sword demon looked at Lin Yiyang and said: "Today there are three sixth-level swordsmen in the world, Lou Xiangzhen, ghost swordsman and you, I will start with you first, and settle the past grievances by the way."

Past grievances! ?

Many people frowned slightly when they heard this. Could it be that Sword Demon and Yuheng Sword Sect still have enmity?

"Then it's up to you."

The phoenix sword in Lin Yiyang's hand trembled, and a cold light appeared in his eyes.

Lin Yiyang practiced the same way of swordsmanship as Yan Gang, the first genius of the Houjin Dynasty, and it was also the way of fast swordsmanship.

It belongs to the middle-of-the-road kendo, which pursues speed, the ultimate speed.

The sword demon said: "You are practicing the way of the quick sword, so the old man will use the quick sword to compete with you."

"call out!"

As the words fell, Lin Yiyang just felt a gust of wind, and the sword demon had already rushed in front of him.

"Clang clang clang!"

In the ears of everyone, only a series of golden and iron sounds and a little spark could be heard, nothing else.

This is a battle at the master level, and it is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Especially the sword demon is still a top master, whose strength completely surpasses the existence of Lin Yiyang.

Lin Yiyang subconsciously drew his sword, but just three inches out of the sword, he was blocked by the Weeping Blood Sword. No matter how he used his sword or how fast he drew his sword, the Sword Demon was always three points faster than him, blocking all his attacks route.

"Slow, your sword is too slow"

The sword demon said while fighting Lin Yiyang.

For just a moment, Lin Yiyang was completely suppressed.

Lin Yiyang gritted his teeth at this moment. Facing the torrential rain of the sword demon's sword attack, he could only barely parry, and there was no way to organize an effective counterattack at all.

Originally, everyone thought that the two would have a fierce battle, but when the two fought, everyone knew that the sword demon was far superior to Lin Yiyang in strength, and his words were more relaxed and complacent.

"That's it, hurry up, hurry up!" The Sword Demon laughed.

Lin Yiyang felt extremely aggrieved, but no matter how fast the sword in his hand was, the sword of the sword demon in front of him was always three points more fancy than his own, and he was not his opponent at all.

"Tear!"

The sword demon's sword directly cut through Lin Yiyang's clothes, and a bloodstain was directly exposed.

"Slow, too slow." The Sword Demon saw a smile appearing on the corner of Blood's mouth.

Lin Yiyang frowned, clenched his teeth, and the sword in his hand accelerated again.

Qiu Wanxia frowned. She knew that Lin Yiyang was no match for Sword Demon, but with Lin Yiyang's character, she would never admit defeat.

"hiss!"

"Hurry up, hurry up!" The sword demon saw the blood on Lin Yiyang's body, as if his own blood was burning and boiling.

After a while, seven or eight wounds appeared on Lin Yiyang's body, blood dripped to the ground, and the ground was scarlet, stinging the eyes of everyone present.

Lin Yiyang still gritted his teeth and persisted, but the sword in his hand was getting slower and slower.

Zhu Yongfang, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, said in a low voice: "His Royal Highness, it seems that Lin Yiyang is no match for that sword demon at all."

This sword demon is an important criminal wanted by the court, and Lin Yiyang is the suzerain of Yuheng Sword Sect. If this wanted criminal is allowed to win the leader of the Dulu Sword Society, what will the court do then?

Zhao Chongyin said calmly: "Don't worry, let's just wait and see."

All the masters of the rivers and lakes present could see that Lin Yiyang was not the opponent of Sword Demon.

Jia Shiwu sighed, "It's really too strong."

A sixth-level swordsman as powerful as Lin Yiyang is no match for Sword Demon.

Zuo Biwen frowned, and said: "If the leader of the Dulu Sword Society is taken away by the Sword Demon..."

Others don't know, but Zuo Biwen knows a thing or two. This sword demon Haotian doesn't seem to be from Yan Kingdom.

On the stage, Lin Yiyang had already been stabbed several times.

What he practiced was fast sword, but his sword was always three points slower than Sword Demon, how could he be the opponent of Sword Demon.

As for the Sword Demon, he was worthy of being the word Sword Demon. Although he had the upper hand, he was completely playing tricks, humiliating this man who was once touted as the world's number one swordsman.

"enough!"

The next moment, there was a sound of drinking.

I saw Qiu Wanxia flying forward, standing in front of Lin Yiyang, saying: "This battle is over."

The Sword Demon's expression was calm, the Weeping Blood Sword in his hand was still bleeding bright red, "Why, do you want to admit defeat?"

"me.."

Lin Yiyang's brain was about to faint at this moment due to excessive blood loss, but the swordsman's instinct told him that he must not admit defeat.

"You won."

Qiu Wanxia hugged Lin Yiyang, who was covered in blood, and then walked down the stage.

The sword demon glanced at the two of them, but did not speak.

There was silence under the stage, and there was no sound.

This once top swordsman in the world defeated a sixth-level swordsman as soon as he appeared, showing his dominance and strength, and it looked like he didn't exert all his strength, how could it not make people feel palpitations.

There was no sound for a long time, and this atmosphere made people feel extremely depressed.

Haotian glanced at it, and said: "Why, if no one wants to come up, then Hao will not be polite about this Dulu Sword."

Everyone present looked at each other in blank dismay, Lin Yiyang was defeated by him, how dare they compete with this sword demon?

Zhu Yongfang was a little anxious. This Dulu Sword was originally a royal property, and it was never said that it would be given to the leader of the Dulu Sword Society. It was entirely decided by the prince himself.

If it falls into the hands of Lin Yiyang and you can get it back, but if it falls into the hands of this sword demon, then it will be a big trouble.

Zhao Chongyin's expression was always extremely calm, without the slightest disturbance.

"It seems that there is really no one left, which really disappoints the old man."

The Sword Demon laughed loudly and walked towards the giant cauldron.

His steps were neither fast nor slow.

But every step is like stepping on the heart, which makes people jump wildly.

"Didn't it say that the ghost swordsman will come?" Someone asked strangely.

Everyone was puzzled, and then sighed.

"Hey!"

The next moment, a sharp cold light fell from the sky, followed by an endless gust of wind, which seemed to be colder than the weather in the cold winter of March and September.

That is a sword light!

An extremely sharp sword light!

And the target of this sword light is the direction where the sword demon will step next.

The sword demon's breathing stagnated, the hairs all over his body stood on end, and his raised steps retracted.

"Tom!"

That ray of sword light slammed heavily on the ground where the sword demon was, and suddenly there was a deafening sound, which made Zhong Shan tremble, and everyone's bodies were shaking.

The giant cauldron was also swaying left and right, and the surrounding flames were almost extinguished, and then a sound resounded.

"Haotian, what are you in such a hurry for?"

Following the voice, I saw a young man in white walking out slowly, with a simple long sword in his hand gleaming coldly in the sun.

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Chapter 285

Haotian is the name of the sword demon, but there are not many people in this world who dare to call him by his name directly.

Especially the one who called him by his first name was still such a young person.

The man was dressed in fluttering white clothes, the sleeves and the hem of his clothes fluttered with the strong wind, he was very delicate and handsome, especially his pair of beautiful eyes, it was hard to forget after one glance.

Then everyone present saw the simple long sword in the hands of the young man in white.

Suppressing Evil Sword!