The Big Devil vs. the Dark Villain

He flew towards the person next to him without reducing his offensive force.

The Know-It-All hurriedly dodged, and the Broken Blade Hand was planning to use his famous skill to catch the blade with both hands.

Suddenly he realized that the power contained inside was so strong that he was pushed several meters away and rolled over to avoid it in an instant.

Master Liaokong suddenly made a move and clamped the spinning bell less than one millimeter away from Hu Chongtai's eye acupoint. He put it away as if nothing had happened and covered his trembling hands and the wounds on his fingers with his wide sleeves.

"Amitabha, good, good, Sect Master Nan, please calm down and don't bother with the youngsters."

Nan Zhiyi turned around unhappily, "Tsk, boring."

Unexpectedly, in just a few days, Sect Master Nan's internal strength has improved so much that it is almost comparable to that of an old monster with hundreds of years of skills.

Hu Chong broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead, and then he realized that he had just walked through a life-and-death situation. He quickly bowed to Master Le Kong and said, "Thank you, Master, for saving me."

"Amitabha, good, good, I am no longer your master, please don't call me that again in the future."

"Thank you, Master Liaokong..." Hu Chong clenched the Buddhist beads in his hand, lowered his eyes to hide the sadness and bitterness in his eyes, and changed his words reluctantly.

"Amitabha, well, well." Lekong turned around and stopped looking at him. He walked slowly towards the charred corpses on the ground and chanted the mantra to pray for their salvation.

And the moment Nan Zhiyi made his move, Duan Chun seemed to sense something and ran away with Phantom Steps.

The pedestrians centered around Nan Zhiyi all fled in panic, approaching Master Kong as if they had found an organization.

Gradually, he became bolder and looked at him with a cold and sarcastic voice.

"Why are you here, a demon from the Demon Cult? Are you planning to attack our Magpie Village?"

"Do you think you are worthy enough for me, the sect leader, to personally come out to take action?" Nan Zhiyi looked up at them with contempt, playing with the red lotus wrapped around his hands.

"I just heard that the leader of the Wulin Alliance was convening a demon-slaying conference, so I wanted to see who was so arrogant that he dared to use my name to threaten to destroy the righteous path in three months..."

"Didn't you say it yourself? Why are you still pretending?" Everyone said with disbelief.

"If I really want to destroy you righteous people, why would I need three months? Ten days will be enough. I don't mind replacing your leader to take the lead."

"You are shameless."

"Thank you for the compliment. I know that I have a beautiful face, so beautiful that it's only natural that I shouldn't be ashamed of it."

"you you……"

"What's wrong with me? Are you going to faint? Someone come and help this hero up, or he will fall. It would be a sin."

As soon as Nan Zhiyi finished speaking, the man was so angry that he vomited blood and fainted on the ground.

Isn’t it the previous evil cult monster Nan Zhiyi? How could he be so aggressive towards others?

The others looked at each other, not daring to speak easily, for fear of being rebuked and embarrassing themselves.

"Why are you all silent? Are you too ashamed to speak to me?

I know you don't have talent, and it's not your fault that you are useless, after all, it's your nature;

It's not your fault that you feel sorry for yourself and are lazy. It's human nature to have too many things to do.

It doesn’t matter if you are ugly but dream of beauty. We should always have fantasies.

But why do you have to provoke me? They always say that you should pick on the weak ones, but you are born to be rebellious, so you have to do the opposite, right? "

Seeing Nan Zhiyi approaching step by step with red eyes, everyone was frightened and stepped back, hiding behind Master Lekong.

Looking at the blocked road on the other side in despair, those who were skilled in martial arts were so scared that they jumped over the wall and ran away.

The remaining ordinary people and the heroes who held on with their willpower refused to take a single step back even though their swords were already trembling in their hands.

These people were the ones who just shouted the loudest and cursed the most harshly, "Cut off their tongues for me. Since they can't speak with their tongues, then just throw them away!"

Li Youyou hurried over from the other side of the street and saw a man who, even in plain clothes, was more dazzling than countless men in gorgeous clothes.

She never expected that the beautiful sister she talked about all day long was actually the damn evil demon Nan Zhiyi, the Soul-Bell Ghost Hand.

How could the damn sweet and soft beautiful sister become a hard and smelly dog ​​man!

Li Youyou had hot sweat on his head. He opened his arms and stood in front of the others, protecting them behind him.

"Master Nan, please show some mercy. They are just ordinary people who have been fooled. They don't participate in the affairs of the martial arts world."

"Get out." Nan Zhiyi waved his hand and pulled Li Youyou aside.

Hongling picked up the innocent people who were standing there motionless and not involved in the incident and threw them out, while the rest were all left to Qian Yujun to deal with.

He yawned and walked slowly towards the inn, touching his chest in surprise.

I just lost Li Youyou, but it caused me to feel a little anxious.

If he was not absolutely sure that Li Youyou was not his type, he would have thought that he had fallen in love with Li Youyou.

Forget it, don’t think about it. Someone died today. I guess we can leave the village tomorrow, so I’d better go to bed early.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, just as Qian Yujun got into bed to get warm, he heard the sound of gongs and drums.

These people are really crazy. With the red and white evil spirits and the Ten Thousand Evil Formation, they are really worried that they will die too slowly.

Qian Yujun looked at the person who was sitting on his waist and suddenly froze, and blinked in confusion. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, shall we continue?" Nan Zhiyi said as he lowered his head, accurately capturing his light red lips and kissing them.

He was awkward and shy at first, but soon he responded to the other party enthusiastically. It was not until he felt a chill all over his body that he realized the danger and tried to crawl out, but was grabbed by the waist and pulled back.

It turns out that Sect Master Nan is not a serious person. He is so scary and fierce.

Thinking of him covering his hot cheeks and looking at Nan Zhiyi who was constantly serving him food, he felt the temperature rise a few degrees.

"These guys are really brave. They dare to invite all kinds of people to the banquet. Aren't they afraid that the happy event will turn into a sad one?"

"Okay, talk less. Do you want to be like those people yesterday?"

Nan Zhiyi's cold eyes swept across a pair of grandparents and grandchildren in the corner, and quickly moved away.

"Thank you all for coming to my wedding. Enjoy your meal and drink! If there is not enough food, ask for more. If there is not enough wine, ask the servants to fill it up."

Nan Zhiyi shook his head as he looked at Bai Chi, who appeared to be rosy-cheeked and full of energy, but was actually surrounded by death and shiny black.

"If you really think that silly and innocent girl is your friend, then go and guard the door of the wedding room tonight! Otherwise, he will not survive the night."

Li Youyou's face was greasy from eating. She looked up at him in confusion, but finally nodded.

"No spicy food." Nan Zhiyi said as he knocked away the Kung Pao Chicken that Qian Yujun had picked up, then picked up some himself and put it into his mouth.