The devil has too many vests

East of Dayong, outside the Daheng Mountains.

The Three Mountains and Nine Villages that used to run rampant have long since become obsolete, and the nearby towns that were affected by this have gradually recovered their former prosperity and hustle and bustle.

It has been more than ten days since the battle between good and evil, and all kinds of news spread all over the world. Even ordinary people without cultivation base have heard a lot of rumors. Although they have undergone a lot of artistic processing, the general trend is undoubtedly the same.

At this time, in a restaurant in a certain small town, there was a storyteller slapping the gavel heavily, combining the rumors of the world with his own imagination, and telling the details of the wonderful, twists and turns, battle between good and evil.

"...It is said that there was a bloody storm that day, killing the sun and the moon without light, the master of the seven veins of Xuantian Peak and the heads of the righteous way fell into the trap of the master of the Yinkui sect, and they were all trapped. It was a situation of ten deaths and no life. Seeing that the way is about to eliminate the devil, the world is in turmoil, but there is a sword coming from outside..."

"...At the time when the demon was threatening and the righteous way was about to fall, Qianqiu Sword Master turned the tide and fell, the head of the Yinkui Sect who fought against heaven and man alone for half a step with his own strength..."

He was full of emotion, his eyebrows were dancing, and based on his own imagination, he vividly narrated a battle that was extremely exciting in the eyes of ordinary people and acquired practitioners, but full of mistakes and omissions in the eyes of innate practitioners.

The thrill of the process, the excitement of the fight, especially the several times of the sword master "Xu Yuan" who survived the danger and turned the corner, all the guests in the restaurant were addicted, sometimes gasped, and sometimes clapped their hands.

"...Looking at this move, if you are not careful, you will be defeated on the spot. The Sword Master of Qianqiu is really a person who has never been born in Xuantian Peak. In the battle, the Dao will be fulfilled, and you will become a heavenly man!"

Even though they had heard about it a long time ago, when the storyteller narrated it before, everyone still unconsciously took part in it, chilling because of the thrill of the battle, and hearing this, they couldn't help clapping and applauding, the atmosphere was enthusiastic.

The storyteller slapped the gavel again: "Everyone thinks this is the end of the matter? What happens after this is the real miracle."

"...Since Qianqiu Sword Master has become a celestial being, he broke through the killing array with his palms, and rescued the Xuantian Peak Seven Meridian Peak Master and many righteous sect masters. It is not difficult to kill the Yinkui Sect master. It is possible to achieve great fame by using this deer head! However, Qianqiu Sword Master puts fame and disgrace aside, in order to quell the war and disputes, save the world from the fire and water, and take the initiative to stop the war with the devil..."

"The head of the Yinkui Sect, who created such a huge wave with one hand, turned his back on the demon king and subdued him on the spot. Because he admired Qianqiu Sword Master for his open mind, he voluntarily followed him."

... As for whether he was truly infected by "Xu Yuan"'s charisma, or saw his celestial strength and chose to follow his heart, other people have their own opinions on this point.

"it is good--!"

A young man with a long sword on his waist and dressed as a young hero of the rivers and lakes must have drunk too much wine. At this moment, he slapped the table and stood up, dancing with his hands and feet, and his face was almost flushed. The righteous and the evil both obey, the Sword Master of Qianqiu is really a hero! This kind of person, the position of the Holy Master of Xuantian Peak, who else is there! Otherwise, I will be the first to refuse to accept it in Hongfeng Villa!"

Suddenly someone whispered beside him.

The man in the bamboo hat who had been sitting in the corner drinking by himself calmly drank a glass of wine, and then he heard someone at the next table say: "Red Maple Villa? Could this be the young owner of the Red Maple Villa?"

"It's not surprising that it was him. In this battle, Sword Master Qianqiu saved countless people, and the entire righteous way owes his kindness to him. The owner of the Red Maple Villa was one of the great masters who participated in the battle that day. If there is no Sword Master Qianqiu Rescue each other, I'm afraid I'm trapped in the killing battle. I heard that Hongfeng Villa pays attention to kindness and enmity the most, so how can we not repay such a great favor?"

Another person interjected in the slanted field, obviously addressing the speech of the young master of Hongfeng Villa:

"Not always."

"Xuantian Peak has been passed down for many years. On the top is the Supreme Elder who is shutting down life and death, and on the bottom there is the prestigious Qimai Peak Master. Although the Qianqiu Sword Master is already a heavenly man, he is still young and inexperienced. The time is only a mere year, and you didn't grow up in Xuantian Peak since you were young, if you choose him to succeed the Holy Master, can the rest of Xuantian Peak really feel relieved?"

The young owner of Hongfeng Villa immediately looked at this person coldly, almost drew his sword, and sneered, "How can Xuantian Peak, the holy place in the world, be so intolerant of people like you! Just rely on the main force of Qianqiu Sword to turn the tide and rescue him." Peak Master of Qimai, why should the rest of Xuantian Peak be worried? Without his action, I don't know what kind of situation Xuantian Peak would have fallen into!"

These two people talked to each other, and they fought with each other, and the verbal confrontation also led other people to participate.In this small restaurant, there is a sense of the gate of a great power.It seems that their quarrel can really affect Xuantian Peak, the Holy Land of Righteous Path thousands of miles away.

The man in the bamboo hat poured wine one after another, listening to everyone's discussions, and finally understood what happened in the Jianghu during this period of time.

"Sword Master Qianqiu? Xu Yuan? When did such a character appear in the rivers and lakes again?" muttering to himself, Du Jiuyou rubbed his wine glass with a serious expression.

He is a little fuzzy about the concept of time. He only remembers that not long ago, he and the lord of Huangquan Sect, the former son of King Qi, and now the uncrowned king of Qidi were jointly hunted down by the three dynasties and Xuantian Peak, and then scattered and fled ...

After that, the memory of Du Jiuyou was not very clear. When he woke up again, he was already in the familiar Daheng Mountain Range again. When he walked out of the mountain range and came to the nearest town, he heard about the battle between righteousness and evil.

Recalling the vague memories of this period of time, Du Jiuyou's brows became more and more frowned, and his palms subconsciously clenched the wine glass.

"...Could it be... I'm having an attack again?"

The "Soul Evil Jue" he practiced was passed down by his family back then. This exercise is extremely overbearing and extremely evil. It originally came from ancient ruins. It was originally regarded as a treasure by the Mo family. Who would have expected to practice this exercise? Everyone went crazy after becoming a grand master!

Du Jiuyou laid the foundation when he was young, and the foundation was hard to abandon, and when his family changed drastically, he fled alone. Even though he knew that this skill was weird, in order to protect himself, he still had to practice it.

"The attacks are becoming more and more frequent..." He raised his hand between his eyebrows, very dissatisfied with this kind of accident beyond his control.In the past, he would go "crazy" at least every five or ten years. Now, the situation seems to be out of control, "Is there any reason for this..."

While he was thinking hard, several groups of people in the restaurant started their hands out of nowhere.

As the saying goes, "With a sharp weapon in your body, you will start killing yourself." When disputes arise between ordinary people, they can only speak a few words at most, but practitioners with martial arts often fight when they disagree with each other.

Immediately, there was a sword qi slashing open, and the indiscriminate light of the sword swept across more than ten people nearby, and swept in Du Jiuyou who was sitting alone in the corner.

Du Jiuyou put down his wine glass, and raised a pair of deep, dark eyes full of evil charm.

Not seeing how he moved, the knife light that was swept away bounced back intact.The restaurant was quiet for a moment.

An invisible oppressive force descended as if it had substance, and the entire space where the restaurant was located seemed to be blocked, frozen, and solidified, and everyone turned pale in shock.

Without saying a word, Du Jiuyou got up and walked out of the restaurant.

After he stepped out of the restaurant, the frozen space seemed to finally melt, and a strong smell of blood permeated the air instantly.

Other people on the street came following the smell of blood, and at a glance they saw the tables and chairs in the restaurant that had disintegrated and turned into debris, as well as the corpses lying all over the floor.The few people who survived were also seriously injured.

They looked horrified, and couldn't help but point their fingers at the only remaining intact table, only to see a wine glass swirling gently on the table, and finally turned into dust.

Du Jiuyou, who caused this tragedy, had already left the restaurant and entered an inconspicuous shop.

——He saw the code that belonged exclusively to Beidou Demon Palace on the signboard of this shop.

Du Jiuyou, who had lost his way and lost contact for several months, finally contacted Xiao Wuyi, who is now in charge of the Big Dipper Demon Palace, through the secret communication channel arranged by the Big Dipper Demon Palace.

Xiao Wuyi passed the news to Yan Weilou again.

·

Three days later, Yunzhou, Prince Qi's Mansion.

The sky is a bit chilly, and a faint cloud of catkins envelopes a waterside pavilion.Two well-known celestial beings in the magic way gathered together.

Du Jiuyou has always been vengeful.

Not to mention the grievances between Xuantian Peak and Beidou Demon Palace for many years, just because the Holy Master of Xuantian Peak has gathered a group of people to hunt and kill him again and again, this enmity must be avenged.However, before he could take revenge, he heard the news of the death of the Holy Master of Xuantian Peak as soon as he came back, and the murderer seemed to be the young man in front of him, which aroused his great curiosity.

However, thinking of the rumors he had heard before, the first time he saw Yan Weilou, he couldn't help laughing:

"I heard that the gang of mobs you gathered not long ago are either dead or scattered, and many people have been taken away by Yin Kuimen' Jiang Xuan, and they all went to follow the Qianqiu Sword Master of Xuantian Peak ?”

This is really a typical way of greeting people in the magic way.

"If Palace Master Du keeps talking like this, I understand why you have such strength." Yan Weilou didn't answer, but said instead.

Du Jiuyou was a little surprised: "What do you mean?"

Yan Weilou smiled, and said softly: "You have not been beaten to death for talking like this, but you have become the master of the Big Dipper Demon Palace. Isn't that enough to prove your strength?"

What he said was hard to distinguish between praise and criticism, Du Jiuyou didn't know what to say for a while.

Yan Weilou took advantage, leaned back, and continued to ask unforgivingly: "If I remember correctly, you and I originally made an appointment to fight the enemy together, but I don't know why Du Palace Master came so late. ?”

The Holy Lord of Xuantian Peak is dead, the battle between righteousness and evil has ceased, and even the four great celestial beings have been subdued by Yuan Buwei. Is Du Jiuyou just playing soy sauce?

Yan Weilou's words hit the vital point, and Du Jiuyou was speechless again.

... You can't say that he ran out and got lost, right?How embarrassing.The dignified Master of the Big Dipper Demon Palace, don't you want to lose face?

"Fortunately, Palace Master Du came back in time, and if he came back a few days later, I'm afraid the Big Dipper Demon Palace would no longer exist."

Seeing that he was speechless, Yan Weilou shook his head slightly and added another sentence.

Du Jiuyou's forehead was throbbing with blue veins, and he looked at Yan Weilou with some unkind eyes.

... Don't think that he doesn't know that this guy on the opposite side has been secretly poaching his corners, and almost fooled all the young masters of the Big Dipper Demon Palace, and took all his family members to join him.

After hurting each other—in other words, Yan Weilou stabbed Du Jiuyou unilaterally—the two got down to business.

Just because each of them has a darker temperament than the other, how does this scene look like in the novel #two evil villain leaders secretly plotting to attack the protagonist#.

"The more complicated the plan, the more vulnerable it is to accidents. I have a simpler solution." After listening for a while, Yan Weilou waved his hand, and suddenly took out a letter from his bosom, and handed it to Du Jiuyou.

Du Jiuyou took it, and after a glance, he was stunned.

"This is...an invitation from Xuantian Peak?"

Looking at the signature of "Xuantian Peak Xu Yuan" above, he suddenly felt a sense of absurdity.

"The succession ceremony of Xu Yuan, the new holy master of Xuantian Peak, the "Sword Master of Qianqiu"? He actually invited you and me???"

If it wasn't for broad daylight, Du Jiuyou would almost suspect that he was dreaming.But considering that Xu Yuan was the one who dared to make peace with the demons on the battlefield, it didn't seem strange to do such a thing.

He suddenly understood what Yan Weilou meant, and felt incredible: "You mean, at the grand ceremony, at the gate of Xuantian Peak, in the main camp of Zhengdao, you made a move against Xuantian Peak?"

Yan Weilou said firmly, "Exactly."

Du Jiuyou was silent for a moment: "...Are you crazy?"

Even if Du Jiuyou claimed to be half a lunatic, he couldn't help but be amazed by Yan Weilou's boldness.

He took a deep look at Yan Weilou.He just felt that under the skin of this seemingly harmless young man, there was a soul much crazier than him.

Yan Weilou seemed to have expected his reaction, smiled calmly, and said firmly: "Don't worry, I have prepared for this matter. There will be heaven and man in the dark who will cooperate with you and me. As long as Xu Yuan is killed, the current Xuantian Peak will be counted again." What? Your Big Dipper Demon Palace can be rebuilt overnight."

Are there heavenly beings in the dark?Du Jiuyou focused his attention, and was a little more on guard, secretly feeling that this Huangquan suzerain is really not a simple person, no wonder he can almost control the entire magic way when he is not around.It seems that even if things come to pass, the two will still have a fight, maybe they will have to do one!

Holding the idea that he was happy to hang the Tianfeng, but also wanted to find out more about Yan Weilou's details, Du Jiuyou nodded slightly and stood up.

There was a smile on his face, and he clapped his hands and said:

"Your juniors are all courageous. If I am a king, what is there to be afraid of? It doesn't matter if I go through this experience with you!"