The devil has too many vests

Above the sky, the huge mountain peak seems to hang upside down, bathed in a bright fairy light from top to bottom.At the top of the peak, the clouds are transpiring and the shadows are hazy, like a fairyland on earth.

This is the number one orthodox sect in Central China, the sacred place that countless orthodox geniuses yearn for, Xuantian Peak.

At this time, the morning sun first appeared in the sky, and the golden light broke through the clouds, completely illuminating the Xuantian Peak.

The bell rang suddenly!

This is the start of the succession ceremony of Xuantian Peak's new Holy Master "Sword Master of Thousand Years" Xu Yuan.

On the square paved with white jade steps, nearly a hundred sects of all sizes gathered to watch the ceremony.It can range from one person to as many as six or seven people, and most of them are half-stepped practitioners, all of whom are suzerains or elders of small sects.

In addition, the most eye-catching ones are the five celestial beings who are clearly different from others. They are from the three great dynasties and the other two holy places.

Among them are the most familiar national teacher Pei Buming, and there is also the unfamiliar Master Qingxuan who is the head teacher of the Taishang Taoist sect.The figure of several celestial beings is half hidden and half visible, as if hidden in the void, and R seems to be independent of a world, unpredictable.

At this time, everyone's eyes were on the center of the square, on the highest white jade steps, a figure in green clothes holding a sword appeared at some unknown time, just standing here quietly, the Taoist charm emanating from his body naturally infected everyone. People make people feel happy from the bottom of their hearts.

With Xuantian Peak as the center, within a radius of a hundred miles, the spring breeze is warm and the sun is melting. Everything exudes vitality, like a clear spring, and even people who come here with small thoughts can't help but let go. Putting aside distracting thoughts, he showed a sincere smile.

"Congratulations to Xuantian Peak! Congratulations to Qianqiu Sword Master!"

Until Xu Yuan received the token symbolizing the Holy Lord under the eyes of everyone, whoever cheered first, the others congratulated loudly under the influence of that emotion, and their voices shook the clouds.

Suddenly, clouds and mist rolled over the sky in the distance, and the bright and clear sky gradually dimmed. The clouds seemed to be slowly soaked in invisible ink, and a large blackness spread from the sky at the end of the line of sight.

It is as if the night is chasing the day, turning the infinite sunny day into dim and chaotic colors.

Amidst the laughter, a figure flowed through the thick ink. One moment it was at the end of the sky, and the next moment it was outlined in front of everyone out of thin air. The air mechanism is naturally integrated with the world, and it doesn't seem to be at all abrupt.

The low-level disciples didn't even feel that there was an extra person at all, as if he was here in the first place.

But in Xuantian Peak, the Holy Land of the World, the people gathered here today are all masters, even if they were confused for a moment, they quickly reacted and looked at the coming people vigilantly.

I saw this man's robes were as thick as ink, his messy black hair was flying in the cold wind, his eyes were extremely black, extremely dark, extremely cold, and his outline was sharp. He just stood here quietly, with a sense of presence that was so strong that it could not be ignored. It is obvious that many people even have the illusion of being scratched by the sharp edge.

It's like looking directly at the sun but being burned by the sun, looking directly at the abyss but being taken away by the abyss.

He paced down from the void with gentle steps, landed at the same height as Xu Yuan, and threw the invitation card in his hand casually.

call out--

With the sound of breaking through the air, the invitation card seemed to be cast of refined iron in an instant, and it shot straight out like a lightning bolt, and was inserted straight into the corner of the high platform. The two big characters on the post shook slightly with the invitation card, turning into two lines Flying the light of the saber, he slashed towards Xu Yuan who was on the stage.

Like thunder, like a gust of wind, as fast as a phantom.

Many people present were startled, but they didn't even have time to make a sound, when they saw the knife light rush towards Xu Yuan's face.

Ding--

After an extremely clear sound of gold and iron clashing, the phantom of the knife light disappeared. When everyone looked at it, they saw Xu Yuan pointing his fingers together and forming a sword, slowly lowering it from the front door. There was a shallow knife mark between his fingers, but it did not flow out. blood.

It was only then that the domineering visitor showed a slightly playful smile and said the first sentence.

"At the invitation of Qianqiu Sword Master, Yan came to the appointment."

Xu Yuan didn't have the slightest anger of being attacked, and looked at him with a smile.

"I'm a guest from afar, please."

Even so, Yan Weilou did not move at all, and "Xu Yuan" who made an invitation gesture also did not move, and a pair of bright and penetrating eyes quietly faced him.

The surrounding atmosphere was suddenly extremely quiet, and a needle could be heard.

In fact, many people don't know that "Xu Yuan" actually sent an invitation letter to the Sovereign of Huangquan, and the few people who knew it never thought that this person would actually dare to come to Xuantian Peak for an appointment. It is to disown Mawei.

At this time, they looked at each other in surprise, as if they were comparing the spiritual will in the dark, the two people who fought against each other, only felt that these two people had great courage, courage, and bizarre behavior, which was admirable !

Above the sky, the turbulent black clouds turned into whirlpools, and streaks of clear light broke away from the clouds, and the terrifying momentum spread far away.

After a long while, the "two people" withdrew their anxious eyes almost at the same time. Yan Weilou acted as if no one was around, ignoring the guarded eyes of others, and raised his chin to himself, showing a very bright smile.

At this moment, he seemed to have turned back into the heartless young man in Shengjing, with a loose demeanor and full of interest, only arrogant.

"The former Holy Master of Xuantian Peak fell, and I was the witness. The new Holy Master took over, and I was present again. From this point of view, you Xuantian Peak and this seat are quite destined!"

After saying this, I don't know how many people stared angrily.

According to all the rumors now, it was that the Holy Master of Xuantian Peak chased and killed Yan Weilou together with the four heavenly beings that day, but he escaped successfully and killed the Holy Master of Xuantian Peak instead.At this time, he stood at the gate of Xuantian Peak and said this matter carelessly, it was like a slap in the face of everyone.

The other forces who came to watch the ceremony were fine, but the eyes of those disciples and elders of Xuantian Peak had murderous aura in their eyes.

But today's protagonist "Xu Yuan" just stretched out his hand and pressed it lightly, and then suppressed everyone's dissatisfaction. Those disciples of Xuantian Peak who almost put their hands on the hilt of their swords and were about to strike felt the pressure from above. With a breath, they retracted their hands one after another, and regained their composure.

Having seen the strength of "Xu Yuan", they are full of confidence in this Qianqiu Sword Master.

"Xu Yuan" looked up calmly, his pupils were extremely bright, and he sighed: "The righteous and the evil have been fighting for many years, and there have been countless deaths and injuries. I am the Holy Lord of Xuantian Peak. I invite you to come here because I sincerely want to see you." Dissolve the conflict. However, the guest is up to the owner, if you are a sincere guest today, I Xuantian Peak will treat each other with courtesy, if not, why not say something?"

Saying this, the world-renowned Qianqiu Sword beside him trembled in the sword box, as if impatiently waiting to be unsheathed and stained with blood, and conquer Qianqiu.

This makes the young gentle

His face became more stern.

The two looked at each other calmly, and the surroundings were silent for a while.

"Defuse the conflict? It's easy to say!" Yan Weilou suddenly smiled, with a sharp curve on his lips, "If you really want to resolve the conflict with my Demon Dao, then hand over one person first."

The expressions of the others moved slightly, and they had already guessed a bit.

Sure enough, his eyes slowly swept across the crowd, and he locked on to a certain place. His soft voice could not hear the slightest irritation, and seemed to be smiling: "General Xuan! You dare to betray me, but you don't dare?" Come out? How about hiding your head and shrinking your tail like this, and going to the right path!"

Immediately, everyone's eyes turned to that corner involuntarily, and saw an unusually low-key figure covered in a black cloak.

The man was silent for a moment, walked out of the crowd, and seemed to be heading in the direction of Yan Weilou, he didn't know whether he wanted to confess his guilt or confront the master of the evil way on the spot.

But there was another figure one step ahead of him, floating up like a fallen leaf, coming to him in an instant, raising his hand to block him behind, Xu Yuan raised his head, and looked openly at Yan Weilou.

"Since he has escaped from the devil's way and has been protected by me, I shall be responsible for his karmic freedom. I still have some responsibility to ask myself. Besides, Yinkuimen is not a subordinate of Huangquan sect. If you want to question the crime, don't ask him, just ask him Need to find me."

Yan Weilou glanced at him indifferently.

"...Very good. Then you will be responsible for the karma!"

The black robe fluttered like a pitch-black night covering the boundless sky, and Yan Weilou's pupils were filled with frost and snow.

The cold blade pointed at the young man in front of him.

"Shenzhou Haotu respects strength. If you want to resolve the conflict, it's very simple. Fight with me."

"I heard that the traitor was subdued in a battle with you that day, very good! If you win, not only will the traitor be handed over to you, but I will also deal with you at your disposal. No matter whether you want to stop the war or unify the evil, it is all right." Let you go." While speaking, his hair danced wildly, his eyes were like cold lightning, and his whole body was full of saber light, almost prying up a piece of the sky, looking extremely wild, "If you lose, you will die."

Xu Yuanlang laughed: "Okay!"

He looked around, and his eyes fell on the uppermost part of the air, where Pei Buming was waiting for the celestial beings.

"—I also invite all seniors to be a witness!"

These personnel affairs have nothing to do with them, and there is still excitement to watch, of course they all agreed without a word of evasion.

Yan Weilou frowned impatiently: "Then come!"

In the next moment, the sky completely turned into blackness, and the stars disappeared, leaving only a boundless blackness.

In the darkness, the light of the saber came out of its sheath clangingly, turning into a majestic Nine Heavens Waterfall, descending from the sky, as if using the universe as the sheath to cut out the sword of heaven and earth.

In the next moment, in the vast and boundless saber aura, a sword light burst out of the box, drawing thousands of beautiful arcs.There is a deadly killing intent in the beauty.

The two figures intertwined in mid-air, and the collision of the whole body caused Xuan Tianshan to be shocked.The formations stabilizing the mountain gate lit up at the same time, and were impacted by the momentum of the confrontation between the two, shattering eighteen layers in a row in a blink of an eye.

The void is shaking, and the sky changes accordingly.Sometimes sunny, sometimes cold, sometimes rainy, sometimes cool.

This scene, to ordinary people, is almost equivalent to the battle of gods and the destruction of natural disasters.

Even people with high cultivation bases and profound Taoism, most of them can't see the specific battle process clearly. They can only judge who has the upper hand based on the changes in the sky and the aura of both sides.

Among the people present, I am afraid that those who can really see a thing or two about the details of the battle are only counting on two fingers.

"...It seems to be evenly matched? No, Qianqiu Sword is mainly at a disadvantage! No, this is a flaw he intentionally exposed, and the power is drawn to create a chance for victory..."

The violent storm poured over the Xuantian Peak, and the mood of the spectators fluctuated with the changes of the two air mechanisms.

At this moment, a cloudy wind rises from below, as if there is an infinite and shrill ghost howling suddenly descending, the yin qi and resentful ghosts evolve, turning the world into the underworld.

I don't know how many people's heads shook, and blood flowed from the seven orifices.

A thought flashed wildly in their hearts.

——The evil method of Yinkuimen!The master of Qianqiu sword is in danger!

Sure enough, following Jiang Xuan's unprepared shot, the timing was just right, and it was directly an evil method to attack the spirit. Xu Yuan, who was in the midst of a fierce battle, was also shocked. Although he recovered in an instant, the shocked A moment is enough to decide victory or defeat.

Yan Weilou had already seized the opportunity, and a blade of light swayed out, as if cutting the Yin and Yang of the world, reversing the chaos of life and death.

Under the horrified gaze of the crowd, a figure fell from the air with splattered blood, and another figure chased down behind him, as if he wanted to kill the new Holy Master of Xuantian Peak on the gate of Xuantian Peak!

Everything happened too fast, and before the frightened and angry Xuantian Peak people went up to help, the surrounding sky changed and fell into a silent darkness. Every now and then, a pair of jade-like fleshy palms fluttered out, just hitting the back of Xu Yuan who fell from the sky.

Seeing this scene, someone finally cried out:

"Du Jiuyou—!"

From Jiang Xuanbao launching an attack, to Yan Weilou taking the opportunity to take out the knife, and finally Du Jiuyou's assassination in the dark, the timing of the three of them was just right, and the rhythm was continuous.

As a result, the others were shocked to find that Xu Yuan, who seemed to be winning before, turned around in just a few breaths, and was on the verge of death under the siege.

boom!

While Du Jiuyou attacked from behind, Yan Weilou who was chasing him slashed again from above!

Like the nine-day thunder god hammering the hammer, the light of the knife cuts through the night.

Xu Yuan suddenly showed shock on his face.

Both front and back were flanked, and life was already at stake!

At this moment, everyone changed color and were shocked.

——Sure enough, evil heretics don’t keep faith!It is false to seek refuge with Xuan, and it is true to assassinate him.The master of the demonic way was even more rampant, under the pretense of a one-on-one fight, he carried out the siege and killing. From the beginning to the end, his purpose was to kill the Qianqiu sword master!

——Now that the Xuantian Peak has lost soldiers and generals, and the elders of the Taishang are closed to death, there will be no survivors. Once Qianqiu Sword Master, the only celestial saint, falls here and loses the protection of celestial beings, isn't this the so-called number one holy place of righteousness? Slaughter?I'm afraid it won't be long before it disappears from the world.

——What a vicious thought!Hit the nail on the head!Others regard Qianqiu Sword Master as the biggest pillar and backer of Xuantian Peak, but this Demon Lord regards it as a breakthrough point.Once Qianqiu Sword Master dies, Xuantian Peak will be abolished, and the Daoist sect's ignorance of world affairs, and the Canghai Sword Sect's single-minded and sword-only style, isn't it true that the world is full of evil spirits? !