Two years later, the deacon of the Demon Sect was promoted to the head of the Demon Sect a year ago and was responsible for the selection of Demon Sect disciples. Today was the night of the crescent moon, and he came to the entrance of the cave as usual, preparing to select a new batch of young people captured this year.
There are only a handful of young men from two years ago, but there are still countless young men who are imprisoned in caves and begin to practice day after day, and finally become cold-blooded killers who inspire their demonic nature.
Today, with the crescent moon in the sky, the leader of the Demon Sect suddenly thought of Yan Wugui back then. The words he vowed back then were still in his ears. He always felt that it was an impossible thing to accomplish. But these are no longer important. A year ago, he had dedicated Yan Wugui to the leader of the Demon Sect, and he therefore became the leader of the Demon Sect.
A familiar rancid smell wafted over, and the leader of the Demon Sect subconsciously covered his mouth and nose. He was already tired of this place. When he was the deacon of the Demon Sect, he would sleep in that smelly hole every day. Now he only comes here once a month, which is pretty good, but he doesn't want to be satisfied with this.
The leader of the demon species looked at the audience, shivering with fear, and the young people who were being slaughtered. He had the same sense of superiority as before. He looked at the sake in the cup and asked casually: "What are you doing with the new boys today?" Sample?"
The leader of the Demon Sect chatted familiarly with the newly appointed Demon Sect deacon, as if the lives of those people were as worthless as ants, not as good as the sake in his cup.
When the Demon Sect's deacon saw the always arrogant leader chatting with him, his face was filled with excitement, and he quickly took over the words in a flattering manner: "Looking back to the leader, sir, this young man Lang Yueyue sent, but one batch is not as good as the other, and you are the last one to bring." One batch is the most powerful.”
He rolled his eyes lightly as he spoke, and said tentatively: "I heard that there is a sixteen-year-old foundation-building boy who was sent to the sect master by you a year ago. The sect master was very satisfied and directly promoted you to be the first disciple. You are really lucky. ah!"
"Building a foundation at the age of sixteen? Are you talking about Yan Wugui? His qualifications are so-so, not as good as they say, haha!" The leader of the Demon Sect smiled arrogantly. His promotion from deacon to leader was indeed due to that boy's contribution .
But in his eyes, Yan Wugui was the chess piece he used, the flying stone he stepped on. As for who he is and how he is now, there is no need for him to remember it, but this Yan Wugui is special.
When he said this, the deacon of the Demon Sect murmured in his heart: Everyone in the Demon Sect knows that the sect leader is not a kind-hearted person. He is famous for being cruel and bloodthirsty. It would be too early for Yan Wugui to be sent there. He'll be dead...
In his heart, he looked down on such a villain like the first one, but he still said flatteringly: "Yes, that's the name. The first one is really lucky."
The leader of the Demon Sect waved his hands repeatedly and said: "Easy to say, just follow me and I will make sure you get ahead."
The Demon Sect's deacon couldn't stand the way he acted like a villain. He was not a fool. There was no free lunch in the world. He relied on betraying others to climb up the ladder, and one day he would pay the price. Although the disciples of the Demon Sect are more ruthless than ordinary people, he still understands this principle.
However, he didn't want to offend the chief lord, so he told what he knew: "I heard that the lord Yan you recommended today is also coming. When the time comes, you can help me introduce him. I will be very grateful... …”
Before the deacon of the Demon Sect could finish speaking, the leader of the Demon Sect was sweating coldly. He also heard that the new protector of the sect leader came to watch the battle today. Unexpectedly, it was Yan Wugui!
The leader of the Demon Sect suddenly remembered the agreement he made with Yan Wugui two years ago. The two of them had made a two-year agreement. He taught Yan Wugui the Demonic Sect's skills in advance, and he helped Yan Wugui achieve his ambition two years later.
Unfortunately, he couldn't resist the temptation of power, broke the agreement between the two of them without permission, and took the lead in getting the first position.
Later, he was afraid that Yan Wugui would hold a grudge, so he thought of finding an opportunity to get rid of Yan Wugui. Unexpectedly, Yan Wugui disappeared as soon as he entered the sect. However, he did not cause any trouble for him, so he left it alone.
I thought that this matter would be over, but today Yan Wugui was promoted to protector and was coming here. Apparently he came to trouble him personally!
"Come here!" The leader of the Demon Sect called his subordinates and asked them to confirm whether what the Demon Sect's deacon said was true, and murderous intent emerged in his heart. If Yan Wu really came back to seek revenge on him, he would have made some arrangements earlier.
"Go, call more people over." The leader ordered his men, turned to the Demon Sect's deacon and said: "The battle of Crescent Moon is suspended today, we will wait for this Lord Protector."
The Demon Sect's deacon accepted the order and retreated, ordering his men to bring up the fine wine he had brought for the first lady to taste. Although he didn't know what would happen, something big would definitely happen tonight.
The leader of the Demon Sect sat alone on the high platform, drinking wine comfortably and feeling much relieved. Not only did he strengthen the guards around him, he also mobilized secret guards to hide near the cave, ready to support at any time to ensure nothing went wrong.
With these arrangements, the leader of the Demon Sect felt at ease, but he couldn't figure out why Yan Wugui came to settle accounts after a year. Could it be that he was deliberately playing tricks on him? And what method did Yan Wugui use to become the protector of the sect master?
Unfortunately, he would never know the truth, because behind him a young man in black was slowly approaching. By the time he realized something was wrong, most of his secret guards had been damaged.
"Master Deacon, you are well!" The young man in black came quietly behind the first disciple, and his cold and low voice did not sound like that of a young man at all.
Faced with the sudden invasion by foreign enemies, the leader of the Demon Sect hurriedly took out his magic weapon, turned his head to look for the source of the sound, and saw that the person coming was exactly the person he was looking for - Yan Wugui!
The leader of the Demon Sect almost didn't recognize Yan Wugui, not because his appearance had changed too much, but because of his cultivation: "Yan Wugui! You actually... have reached the expulsion stage in just two years!"
Yan Wugui held the bloody blade, his aura was completely different from two years ago. He frowned slightly and said impatiently: "Is two years short? I think it is very long."
"Congratulations. In the future, you and I will work together to share the worries of the sect master, haha..." The first disciple chuckled softly, hiding the murderous intent in his eyes. No matter how powerful Yan Wugui was, he was still a cultivator at the Expulsion Stage. He would not be scared to death by this person until he was at the Golden Core Stage.
Yan Wugui didn't say any more, he just stood there and looked at the leader of the Demon Sect with contempt, just like he used to look at the young man in the cave.
This look successfully angered the leader of the Demon Sect. He no longer concealed the murderous intention growing in his heart, and directly rounded the long magic sword in his hand and swung it over.
"Let you taste my power!" Following the roar of the leader of the Demon Sect, the blood-red spell beam, with the murderous light of the sword, hit Yan Wugui hard.
Yan Wugui was well prepared. The moment the leader of the Demon Sect took action, he predicted the location of the magic beam and dodged it first.
At this time, he had already jumped up, quickly dodged the magic attack of the leader of the Demon Sect, and without hesitation poured all his true energy into the blood blade in his hand, silently reciting the Demon Sect's magic formula. The blood quickly turned into a beam of light, stabbing straight towards the neck of the leader of the Demon Sect.
The leader of the Demon Sect secretly cried out that he underestimated the enemy too much and opened his defense while not attacking. He never expected that Yan Wugui would dodge his attack. By the time he reacted, the blood blade had already reached the front door.
The bloody blade shone with scarlet light, making people feel as if they were falling into a pool of blood in purgatory. They felt fear and pain in their hearts. The more people killed, the more unable they were to escape.
The master of the Demon Sect has never seen such a domineering magic weapon. Even the master's demon sword does not have such a terrifying scarlet color. Could it be that Yan Wugui fed it with the blood of his own demon power?
The leader of the Demon Sect didn't have time to think too much, so he forced himself to recover quickly and hurriedly braced himself for defense. With his cultivation in the golden elixir stage, he was still able to withstand the attacks from the expulsion stage, but his attack just now had already consumed a wave of energy, coupled with the defense he had hurriedly set up.
Although he withstood Yan Wugui's powerful offensive, he still suffered serious internal injuries. Fortunately, Yan Wugui's Qi was completely exhausted, and he was already at the mercy of others. .
"Bah! What can you do to me after becoming a protector? You don't have the ability to kill your grandfather!" The leader of the Demon Sect no longer showed mercy, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, held a long knife with red eyes, and said Walking towards Yan Wugui.
Since you and I are destined to die, he no longer cares about Yan Wugui's status as the protector of the Demon Sect, and vows to kill him.
And everyone present, except for his cronies, must also die. Only the dead will shut up forever, and no one will know about his overstepping his rank and killing the protector.
"Kill, kill them all!" The leader of the Demon Sect looked angrily at the people in the audience and issued a death order to his subordinates.
After the death order, not only the faces of the young men in front of the cave were ashen, but also the disciples of the Demon Sect standing under the stage were panicked, not knowing whether to resist desperately or to be captured without mercy.
Only the deacon of the Demon Sect remained unchanged in the audience. He had just "talked and laughed" with the leader of the Demon Sect and knew that this man was ruthless and looked down upon by no one except the sect leader.
Therefore, he had already thought: If Yan Wugui really seeks revenge from the First Lord, he will definitely kill everyone present without leaving any one behind! Of course, this includes them, the disciples of the Demon Sect, who are the first obstacles to be removed.
Since the Demon Sect's deacon saw through the Demon Sect's leader but did not choose to escape, he naturally had other plans in mind. In fact, he had already prepared a backup plan for himself before Yan Wugui arrived, and unknowingly presented the poisonous wine to the leader of the Demon Sect to drink.
"Woo..." A distant and melodious flute sounded. Everyone present held their breath and concentrated, feeling the moment of tranquility brought by the flute. Only the leader of the Demon Sect covered his chest, sweating from the pain, and kneeling on one knee. Kneel on the ground and never stand up again.
"My lord, do you feel tightness in the lower three inches of your heart?" The Demon Sect's deacon strode forward, turning the black jade flute in his hand casually, with an imperceptible smile on his lips.
"You, you are such a despicable person!" The leader of the Demon Sect gritted his teeth, stood up with difficulty, and cursed the Demon Sect's deacon with eyes wide open.
"Hahaha, I have never seen such a shameless person like you." The demon sect's deacon smiled at the first master's curse, and could no longer hide the hatred in his eyes.
He has lived for more than thirty years and no one has ever called him a "villain", but today he was scolded by this hypocrite!
Although his Wei family has declined, it was also a family that practiced ghost arts a hundred years ago. However, his generation has withered away, and he is the only male left, and he was captured by the Demon Sect. Today he will take care of himself Teach these incompetent villains a lesson!
