Villain: The opening summons the childhood shadow Jiang Yuyan

[Ding, decisiveness in killing is the basic cultivation of a villain, and the villain's summoning point +1000! 】

[Ding, congratulations to the host for winning the title of 'Little Plastic Scum Villain', rewarding top-grade spirit stone*100000, five-grade spirit pill*10! 】

The sound of the system sounded without warning.

"I didn't expect that there would be unexpected gains in suppressing the rebellion!"

Ji Wushang beamed with joy.

Lingshi, this thing is an indispensable cultivation resource.

Spirit Transformation Pill, a fifth-grade elixir, can help monks at the peak of Dongxuan break through the Spirit Transformation Realm!

The most important thing is the villain summon point, summoning the villain, cool!

"System, I want to summon."

Ji Wuye couldn't wait to call.

Xuantian Demon Sect is too weak now, and must strengthen its strength.

[Ding, remind the host that summoning levels are divided into ten levels: yellow, blue, purple, orange, black, red, gold, epic, supreme, and supreme. Yellow-level summoning needs to consume 1000 summoning points, and the villains summoned randomly, The highest strength will not exceed the peak of the real world. May I ask if the host summons? 】

"Summoning is divided into levels?"

Ji Wushang was taken aback.

But think about it, villains with different strengths naturally consume different summoning points.

For example, summoning An Lan and summoning Yin Zhiping are not the same concept at all, okay?

"call!"

Ji Wushang chose to summon without hesitation.

[Ding, the yellow-level villain is being summoned, the summoning point -1000! 】

[Ding, congratulations to the host, successfully summoning the villain in "Lianchengjue", the blood knife ancestor, with disciple*3! 】

Blood Knife Patriarch

Boundary: Seven Heavens of Faxiang

Gongfa: Blood Knife Sutra

Secret Technique: Blood Knife Dafa

Weapon: Blood Knife

Disciples: Baoxiang (Eighth Heaven of Hualing), Shanyong (Fiveth Heaven of Hualing), Ultimate Truth (Fiveth Heaven of Hualing)

Evaluation: The master of the evil sect, the ten evil monks.The bad ones are open and aboveboard, and the bad ones are upright.

"What? There are also disciples?"

Ji Wushang's eyes widened.

[Ding, some villains will have disciples! 】

"Okay, this is good, the more the better."

Ji Wushang was worried that the masters of the Xuantian Demon Sect would die and no one would be available.

Now that there are disciples attached to the villain, there is no need to worry at all.

hum...

A mysterious aura rose in the hall.

Four monstrous monks appeared out of thin air.

It is the ancestor of Xuedao and Baoxiang, who are brave and noble.

whoosh...

Jiang Yuyan, who was hiding in the dark, saw the four of them at first, and came to Ji Wushang in lightning speed, as if she was facing a big enemy, and she was extremely alert.

She felt that this monk was very strong, even stronger than her!

"Yuyan doesn't need to be nervous, her own."

Ji Wushang reached out and patted Jiang Yuyan's fragrant shoulder lightly, and smiled slightly.

Hearing this, Jiang Yuyan let out a sigh of relief, and obediently retreated to Ji Wushang's side.

"Good guy, Mr. Ji's version of the Blood Knife Patriarch, this vicious aura is real!"

Ji Wushang turned his gaze to the leading monk, and upon seeing it, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Without it, it's just because the monk's shape is too eye-catching.

The bald head is shiny, the beard is gray and white, and there is a big earring weighing half a catty in his left ear.

On his back was a conspicuous treasured sword, and he could feel the bloody aura emanating from the sword from a long distance away.

"Subordinate blood knife, pay homage to the Lord."

The four ancestors of the Blood Knife raised their heads, saw Ji Wushang, and hurriedly bowed respectfully, not daring to make any mistakes.

It was awe emanating from the depths of the soul.

"Don't be too polite."

Ji Wushang nodded in satisfaction, and raised his hand to help.

The blood knife patriarch straightened up, his gaze was instantly attracted by Jiang Yuyan.

He has played with many women, but there is really no one like this top-quality woman.

For a while, the ancestor of Xuedao couldn't help feeling a little distracted.

Feeling the evil gaze of the ancestor of the blood knife, Jiang Yuyan's face was as gloomy as water, and her aura could not be controlled to leak out.

This old bald donkey dared to move her mind, he wanted to die!

"Humph!"

"Xue Dao, no matter what you were like before, restrain yourself from now on, otherwise, you will die!"

Seeing this, Ji Wushang snorted coldly, and in a single thought, the life and death spectrum of the villains in the heavens moved slightly.

This ten evil monks have committed their old problems again.

It has to be beat.

"what!"

"My lord, spare my life, spare my life, my subordinates know their mistakes, and dare not do it again."

The ancestor of Xuedao suddenly screamed, fell straight to the ground, rolled all over the ground in pain, begging desperately for mercy.

At this moment, he only felt that his soul was being held by an invisible hand.

Suffocation, fear, difficulty breathing...

It's like drowning for a long time, on the verge of death!

He knew that this was the Lord warning him.

"Blood knife, remember, there will be no next time!"

Ji Wushang glanced at the blood knife lightly, stopped and urged the life and death of the villains in the heavens.

None of these villains is good.

Deterrence is essential, lest lawlessness cause any troubles.

"Yes, yes, my subordinates dare not again."

Walking before the gate of hell, the ancestor of Xuedao looked pale and was scared out of his wits.

"Go down."

Only then did Ji Wuye nod in satisfaction, and waved his hand to signal the group to back down.

"Subordinates retire."

As if he had been pardoned, the blood knife patriarch got up from the ground with difficulty, and was supported by three disciples to leave.

"Yuyan, thank you, Lord."

Jiang Yuyan stood beside Ji Wushang, looking at Ji Wushang's handsome profile, her beautiful eyes were shining brightly.

In order to protect her, the Lord actually gave that stinky monk a harsh lesson, which made her feel a different emotion unconsciously.

"You are the person of the deity, so you don't need to see outsiders."

Ji Wushang stared at the back of the ancestor of the blood knife, and replied casually.

The appearance of the ancestor of the blood knife made him think about how he should go in the future.

As more characters are summoned, the strength of Xuantian Demon Sect will undoubtedly become stronger.

This tiny place will soon be unable to accommodate the towering giant of the Xuantian Demon Sect.

Only that vast world is the real stage!

"Ah."

Jiang Yuyan's voice was like a mosquito, and a blush appeared on her face.

The real person?

The Lord means...

Jiang Yuyan's mind was full of thoughts.

"Yuyan, if you have nothing to do, go and rest."

Ji Wushang didn't notice Jiang Yuyan's strangeness at all.

For a long time, Jiang Yuyan did not see any movement.

He turned his head and looked over, only to find that Jiang Yuyan was staring at him like a nympho.

"Yuyan, what are you looking at?"

Ji Wushang asked suspiciously.

"No, I didn't see anything, my lord, this subordinate will leave."

Jiang Yuyan panicked and disappeared in place as if fleeing.

"These girls..."

Ji Wushang was a little strange.

Jiang Yuyan was staring at him not long ago, and now she is staring at him again.

What's so good about him?

Gan... can't you?

Suddenly, Ji Wushang remembered something, and hurriedly got up and walked towards the inner hall of the hall.

"Fuck... Is this the temperament and appearance of the villain leader?"

Looking at himself in the bronze mirror, Ji Wushang was shocked.

Really, so fucking handsome!

With this face alone, he felt that he could make a living in the circle of rich women in this different world.

"No wonder she keeps looking at me."

Ji Wushang let out a breath, with a meaningful smile on his face.

……

The next day.

"Kill!"

"Slaying demons and eliminating demons is my duty!"

"Destroy the Xuantian Demon Sect and avenge the dead ancestors!"

……

Ji Wushang was still in his sleep, when he suddenly heard the shocking shouts of killing.

He opened his eyes and yawned. After getting up slowly and washing up, he walked towards the gate of Xuantian Demon Sect.

You don't need to guess to know that it was Liuyunzong who came to kill him!

in front of the mountain gate.

Zhou Qiong and Fang Sheng stood side by side with solemn expressions.

The clan protection formation has been activated.

Hundreds of Xuantian Demon Sect disciples tried their best to maintain the formation under the command of the two.

Outside the big formation, about a thousand people are constantly bombarding the formation.

Every attack made the clan protection formation tremble loudly, and it seemed that it might be shattered at any time.

After a while, Ji Wushang came to the mountain gate, followed by the ancestor of Xuedao, Baoxiang, Shanyong, and Shengdi.

"Young Sovereign."

Seeing Ji Wushang's arrival, Zhou Qiong and Fang Sheng bowed and saluted, feeling relieved.

The young sect's main reason is not to come again, they really can't stand it anymore.

"Let the disciples retreat and open the big formation."

Ji Wushang looked at the imposing Liuyun Sect members outside, and sneered in his heart.

The jumping beam clown is anxious to find death, so let's send them all to see the King of Hades!

"Ah? Oh, yes, Young Sovereign."

Zhou Qiong was stunned for a moment, and then he thought of that terrifying woman again, and hurriedly ordered the disciples of the Xuantian Demon Sect to stop and open the sect protection formation.

"What's going on? How did the Xuantian Demon Sect's formation be withdrawn?"

"Whatever happened to him, kill him!"

"To make a name for yourself, today is the day, kill!"

"Slay demons and eliminate demons, destroy Xuantian Demon Sect, rush!"

……

Thousands of disciples of Liuyun Sect yelled to kill Zhentian, rushing towards the sect of Xuantian Demon Sect like a mountain torrent.

Footsteps roared and the ground trembled.

Faced with this crowd, the disciples of the Xuantian Demon Sect all turned pale, fighting with each other.

"Humph! Courting death!"

"Baoxiang, Shanyong, Shengdi, Zhou Qiong, Fang Sheng listen to orders."

Ji Wushang's eyes shone coldly, and his whole body was full of murderous intent.

"Subordinates are here!"

The five of them stepped forward together.

"Go, kill me, kill as many as you can."

"Don't worry about the masters of Hualing and above on the opposite side, this deity will solve it."

Ji Wushang ordered out.

"As ordered."

Without saying a word, the five rushed out against the rushing crowd.

"Disciple of Xuantian Demon Sect, kill with me!"

Zhou Qiong took the lead and shouted loudly.

"kill!"

Facing the situation of life and death, the disciples of Xuantian Demon Sect roared with courage, and followed Zhou Qiong and five others to rush out.

They know that if they don't fight, they will die!

Fighting, there is still a glimmer of life!

In the battle of exterminating the clan, weeds and roots are cut, and death is life.

The world of practice is so cruel!

bang... bang bang...

ah ah ah...

In the blink of an eye, the two sides fought hand to hand and fought in the wild.

The sound of bangs, collisions, screams... sounded like a hodgepodge.

Baoxiang, Shanyong, and Shengdi's three powerful spiritual transformations are like arrows inserted into the crowd of Liuyunzong, rampaging all the way, without a single enemy.

Zhou Qiong and Fang Sheng led the disciples of the Demon Sect to rush after them.

In a moment, the Xuantian Demon Sect forcibly carved a bloody path out of the crowd of the Liuyun Sect, and the opponents who killed them were thrown into chaos!

"presumptuous!"

"The person who transformed the spirit actually ended up killing and dying!"

Behind the crowd of Liuyunzong, there was a loud shout suddenly.

But seeing the six figures come out together, they go straight to Baoxiang, Shanyong, and Shengdi.

These six people are all elders of the Liuyun Sect Hualing Realm.

"Blood Knife, go, leave no one behind!"

Ji Wushang stood on a boulder in front of the Xuantian Demon Sect's mountain gate.

Standing alone in the world, overlooking the battlefield, there is no wave in his expression.

"As ordered."

Xuedao licked his lips excitedly, jumped out, and went straight to the sixth elder of Liuyunzong.

"My lord, there is a strong man in the Dharma Realm on the opposite side, do you want my servant to fight?"

Jiang Yuyan appeared behind Ji Wushang, her black eyebrows solemn.

She sensed the existence of a master behind the crowd of Liu Yunzong.

That master's energy is strong, even stronger than her and the smelly monk!

"Yuyan, he is mine!"

Ji Wushang turned his head, looked at Jiang Yuyan with a slight smile, and was unparalleled in domineering.

"This……"

Jiang Yuyan opened her mouth slightly, but finally said nothing.

The master can't reach the Ninth Realm of Dongxuan, so he needs a strong fighter?

It seems, it seems, something is hanging!

But it doesn't matter, as long as the Lord is happy.

She will follow at any time, protecting each other with her life, and will not let the Lord suffer any harm.

While the two were talking, the ancestor of the blood knife had already killed the six elders of Liuyunzong.

"Hahahaha, ants, you dare to offend my Xuantian Demon Sect, die!"

The ancestor of the blood knife laughed like thunder, and the blood knife was unsheathed with a clang on his back, and he swung it casually, slashing at the six elders of the Liuyun sect.

In an instant, the saber energy was vertical and horizontal, and the red glow filled the sky. Wherever it passed, the rocks and soil cracked and turned into dust all over the sky.

"Be careful, this person is terrifying!"

"what!"

"My life is over!"

The pupils of the six elders of Liuyun Sect shrank suddenly, and resisted in horror.

However, the ancestor of the blood knife is a great master of the seventh heaven of dharma, even if he cut it casually, he is by no means invincible to a mere cultivator of spiritual transformation.

puff...

As the white horse passed through the gap, blood flashed, and the head soared to the sky.

The three elders of Liuyun Sect bestowed their heads on the spot, and their lives belonged to Huang Quan!

"You you you, who are you?"

In just one meeting, three colleagues fell to their opponents.

The remaining three were terrified, their bodies stopped suddenly, and they retreated a few feet away, their lips pale.

Over the past few decades, they have fought against the Xuantian Demon Sect no less than a hundred times.

It is absolutely certain that the fierce monk with terrifying strength in front of him is definitely not a member of the Xuantian Demon Sect!

"Jie Jie Jie, dead people don't need to know that much!"

The ancestor of the blood knife ignored the three of them at all, and swung the knife casually again.

The strong wind howled, and the spiritual energy stirred.

The shadow of Zhang Zhang's sword condensed, carrying the power of destruction, slashed at the three people, trying to tear them apart.

"Sovereign, help!"

Under the shadow of the knife, the three of them were shattered and shouted in horror.

The gap is too big, so big that they have no room to resist at all.

They wanted to run, but the dense knife energy emitted by the knife shadow had blocked all escape routes, making them impossible to escape.

"Evil monk, don't try to be fierce!"

"Thousands of Miles Flowing Cloud Slash!"

At the very moment, there was a burst of shouting from behind the Liuyunzong crowd.

Accompanied by a flowing sword shadow!

when……

The shadow of the sword galloped forward, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and it collided with the blood knife in an instant.

The loud noise shook the sky, the sword energy exploded, and the terrifying storm swept all directions.

Let many disciples of the Liuyun Sect around them suffer an indiscriminate disaster.

Some people were smashed into pieces by the sword energy, and some people were shattered by the sword force...

Flesh and blood flew around, viscera flowed, and severed arms and legs could be seen everywhere.

Desperate screams came and went, penetrating people's minds.

This bloody scene is like purgatory on earth.

"call……"

The three elders of Liuyun Sect regained their lives on the verge of death, all of them faltered and ran away, fearing that the terrifying monk would strike them again.

whoosh...

The storm gradually subsided, and a middle-aged man with a sword appeared opposite the ancestor of the blood knife.

Sect Master Liuyun, the pinnacle master of Faxiang, Wu Ding!

"court death!"

The target who must be killed was rescued, the ancestor of the blood knife was furious, and he was burning with anger. He wanted to raise the knife and fight Wu Ding, but was interrupted by a voice.

"Blood Knife, do what you should do."

Ji Wushang did not know when he had entered the battleground.

He is peerless in white clothes, strolling from afar.

Anyone who dared to approach Liuyun Sect was followed by him, and Jiang Yuyan, who was dressed luxuriously, slapped him flying with his palm and died tragically.

Unparalleled son, as if from the sky.

Walking on the ground of corpses, the dirt does not stick to the body.

Such a posture, such a temperament, there is no other in the world!

"Yes, my lord!"

Hearing the sound, the ancestor of Xuedao turned around and saluted respectfully, then took a deep look at Wu Ding, and chased after the three elders of Liuyunzong.

"Son of Ji Ba?"

Wu Ding did not stop the ancestor of the blood knife.

He looked solemn, staring at Jiang Yuyan behind Ji Wushang.

Because at this time Jiang Yuyan's whole body was bursting with energy without restraint, and panic shone like a great sun in the chaotic battlefield, taking people to the extreme.

Law!

Where did this master of Faxiang come from?

Wu Ding was extremely puzzled.

He was very sure that the elite masters of the Xuantian Demon Sect had all died in the Burial God Abyss during the battle between righteousness and demons.

It was because of this that he led people to destroy Xuantian Demon Sect.

But why did so many unfamiliar masters suddenly appear?

First there were three monks from the Spirit Transformation Realm, then a blood knife with unknown strength, and now a mysterious woman from the Faxiang Realm appeared!

The most unbelievable thing is that this woman in the Faxiang realm seems to be very respectful to Ji Wushang.

How can this be?

He is no stranger to Ji Wushang, the son of his old enemy Ji Ba.

According to his understanding, Ji Wushang is just a child with fair talent.

A little boy with yellow hair, why should he let the strong man bow his head?

Wu Ding couldn't figure it out.

"Wu Ding."

With his left hand behind his back, Ji Wushang calmly looked at Wu Ding, and said two words lightly.

There was obviously no turbulent sound, but it made Wu Ding's heart tremble.

"Who are these masters?"

Wu Ding forcibly suppressed his ups and downs and asked.

"You don't deserve to know."

"Wu Ding, dare to offend my Tianxuan Demon Sect."

"This deity will cut off your head with his own hands today."

Ji Wushang slowly stretched out his right hand, and a magic knife as black as ink appeared in his hand out of thin air.

The knife is three feet long and five inches wide.

Its name destroys the world, its edge cuts the sky!

It's the world-destroying sword!

"Hahahaha, ignorant child, how dare you speak wild words?"

Hearing this, Wu Ding couldn't stop laughing, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

He didn't pay attention to Ji Wushang at all.

What really makes him scruples is nothing but Jiang Yuyan in the Faxiang Realm!

However, he smiled and smiled, but suddenly felt something was wrong.

That mysterious woman didn't seem to have any plans to do anything!

Why is this?

Is there a fraud?

Wu Ding hesitated in his heart.

"Ha ha."

Ji Wushang smiled lightly, and the momentum around him suddenly blossomed.

The coercion of the Dongxuan Ninth Layer Realm surged.

"Dong Xuan Nine Layers? How is it possible?"

Sensing Ji Wushang's aura, Wu Ding's pupils shrank sharply, inexplicably shocked.

If his memory is correct, Ji Wushang is only 18 years old, right?

The Nine Layers of the Mysterious Cave...

So talented, so scary!

If this kid is given more than ten years, won't he catch up with or even surpass him?

hiss…

Wu Ding thought so far, couldn't help but gasp!

Just at this moment, Ji Wushang made a move.

When the knife is lifted, a mysterious and unparalleled implication emerges without roots.

Domineering, cold, powerful, destructive, looking down on everything...

"This is...meaning!"

"how can that be?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"I must be dreaming!"

Wu Ding felt the implication, and his eyeballs protruded directly.

He stared at Ji Wushang, trembling all over, yelling like crazy.

As if seeing something beyond cognition, I don't want to believe it, I can't believe it.

The Nine Realms of Monk Fan: Body Tempering, Opening Vessels, Moving Blood, Mysterious Cave, Transforming Spirit, Dharma Aspect, Returning to One, Venerable, Heaven and Man.

Above the transformation spirit is the dharma appearance, and above the dharma appearance is the one.

If you want to improve the Dharma, you must realize the 'potential'.

But if you want to step into Guiyi, you need to palm 'Yi'.

The law is in the 'potential', and it is the 'meaning' that comes together.

'Meaning', this is the sign of the strong one!

Wu Ding has been stagnant at the peak of Faxiang for more than ten years, and has been unable to comprehend the realm of 'meaning'.

Ji Wushang is only at the Ninth Level of the Mysterious Cave, how could he comprehend and control the 'Intent'?

And this 'intention' is still an extraordinary sword intention!

"Master, so handsome, so fierce, so powerful!"

Not only Wu Ding dropped his jaw in shock, but Jiang Yuyan, who was secretly on guard, did the same.

This is the meaning of "unification"!

I didn't expect the Lord to comprehend the meaning at such a young age, really awesome!

She looked at Ji Wushang's back, her eyes became more and more adoring and obsessed.

"The fire of the fireflies, do you know the brilliance of the bright moon?"

"Punishing God Saber Technique, Breaking Wuya!"

Ji Wushang ignored Wu Ding.

With a loud voice, he jumped up, his white clothes volleyed in the air, and he slashed out.

In an instant, the wind stopped and the clouds suddenly stopped, and the world became silent!

On the battlefield of Nuo Da, there were bursts of domineering, overwhelming saber intent.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe you can grasp the 'meaning' of returning to oneness with a small hole!"

"Sword phase, flow cloud potential!"

"kill!"

Wu Ding raised his head, looking at the swift knife, his face twisted ferociously.

The power of the peak of Faxiang poured out without reservation.

A huge sword shadow quickly gathered behind him, and in an instant, it almost condensed into substance.

Dharma, Dharma!

Based on the potential, the spirit element is used as the material, and the powerful magic phases are gathered to fight.

This is the most powerful aspect of the Faxiang Realm!

The giant sword behind Wu Ding sped out, facing the Mieshi Zhantian Knife and galloped away.

When... click, click...

The two have no fancy confrontation together.

Amidst the clanging of steel and steel, the sound of breaking could be heard clearly.

But seeing that the blade of the huge sword Faxiang was cut open by the Mieshi Zhantian knife, and the spider web-like lines spread rapidly on the Faxiang sword.

In a short while, the entire gigantic sword form suddenly shattered and disappeared into nothingness.

The Mieshi Zhantian Dao was as powerful as a bamboo, and it continued to cut off Wu Ding's head.

"Pfft..."

"what……"

"No...forgive..."

The Faxiang was destroyed, Wu Ding was severely injured on the spot, blood gushed from his mouth, and he screamed incessantly.

The divine knife that was getting closer and closer to his pupils scared him out of his wits, and he instinctively wanted to beg for mercy.

But before the words could be spoken, the magic knife had already swept across his neck.

The head soars to the sky!

Wu Ding, the suzerain of Liuyun.

Beheaded by Ji Wushang!

Die on the spot!