Volume 1: The Wind Rises, Chapter 42: The Demon Cult Comes to the West

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The sedan seemed as light as nothing and came in as lightly as a ghost.

Yan Shouyang's eyes were sharp. He had already seen that in addition to the sedan that came from the wind and snow, there were four sedan bearers whose feet never touched the ground.

Because the four people carrying the sedan were very skilled in dexterity and cooperated with each other tacitly, the sedan felt very light and erratic.

The breathing of everyone present suddenly became rapid. Yan Shouyang couldn't help but be shocked. Because he has already seen that the four people carrying giant swords and carrying sedans are all top-notch martial arts masters.

And judging from their demonstrated skills, even in the entire northwest, there are only a handful of people who can reach their level of cultivation.

The sedan with the fluttering white curtain had passed the broken gate and came straight to the bronze bell and stopped.

There was a bell hanging on the four corners of the sedan's roof. Suddenly, the cold wind blew violently, and the four bells made a crisp sound.

When the giant man saw the sedan arriving, he immediately turned sideways, and then bowed his head slightly with a respectful expression.

The four sedan bearers moved in unison, each gently lowering the sedan poles and placing the sedan firmly on the ground. Then they just stood there, motionless.

Everyone in the lobby had already arrived at the door and focused their attention on the five people and the sedan.

They were all very surprised because they didn't know any of these uninvited guests. But their expressions are different.

Except for Yan Shouyang, who was relatively calm, Xue Yu, Ge Dahai and other five people all had surprised expressions on their faces, but Qi Cheng's face twitched a few times. Although Yan Feng was shocked and doubtful, he came from a wealthy family after all and could barely keep his composure. Shi Jinyi's face was full of fear and she hid behind Yan Feng.

Yan Shouyang's eyes were like lightning, and his condensed gaze swept over the faces of the five people one by one.

Although the four sedan bearers were dressed differently, they all had one obvious characteristic, that is, they were powerful and powerful. Although they were silent, they exuded a tyrannical power that seemed to burst out of their clothes.

There were two people in front of the sedan, one of whom had a majestic appearance and a body shape like a dragon, with unusually long hands and ten fingers. A man with a face as calm as a tiger, bare-chested and with two iron-like arms. There were two people behind the sedan. One had a dark face, wide ears and a broad nose, and his muscles were as thick as an ox; the other looked like a horse, because he not only had a long face, but also had two unusually long legs.

Yan Shouyang looked back and forth at the five people carefully, his expression gradually darkening.

These five weird people obviously came with bad intentions.

But Yan Shouyang knew that although these five people were all masters, the real master was inside the sedan.

If someone with their skill can be used as a bearer, it doesn't take much thinking to know that he must be a more powerful person than them.

But at this moment, the people in the sedan did not show up.

Yan Shouyang took a deep breath, and then asked in a deep voice: "Yan and you are strangers to each other. I don't know what offends you for letting you break in like this?"

None of the five people spoke, as if they were not qualified to speak at will in front of that sedan.

But the eyes of the five of them were equally indifferent, as if the Yan family were not living creatures at all in their eyes.

The indifference, coldness and solemnity actually made the Yan family compound, which was already filled with wind and snow, even more strangely cold.

At this time, the bell rang suddenly. Although the sound was pleasant to the ears, the hearts of everyone in the Yan family present suddenly jumped as the bell rang. The crisp ringing actually had a shocking feeling in their hearts.

After a long time, a sneer suddenly came from the sedan, and then a woman's voice slowly came out: "Yan Shouyang, your life has been quite comfortable these years, and you have survived for such a long time. But you My memory seems not to be very good, and I can’t even remember me, an old friend.”

"Who are you?" Yan Shouyang had an unknown premonition in his heart, and he said solemnly: "Now that you are here, there is no need to pretend to be a ghost, why not show up and see you?"

A burst of laughter came from the sedan, with deep resentment in the laughter, "Yan Shouyang, you are really a noble person who forgets things. It seems that the gift I prepared for you is not a mistake. It should make you happy." Remember who I really am.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the sedan curtain was suddenly opened by a strong wind, and then a white shadow flew out from the sedan, hitting the bronze bell lightly.

Bai Ying was not very fast, and everyone in the Yan family saw clearly that it was actually a white silk.

The bronze bell weighed at least several hundred kilograms. After being hit by the thin and erratic silk, it made a loud sound like being hit by a thousand-jin hammer. Then the bronze bell was lifted up by a huge force and crashed. With a sound, he flew towards Yan Shouyang.

The piece of silk retreated with one blow and retracted into the sedan in an instant.

The curtain of the sedan fell down, but the person in the sedan still didn't show any trace of his face.

Everyone present was stunned. Before they could react, the bronze bell weighing hundreds of kilograms flew in front of Yan Shouyang in an instant. Its speed was as fast as lightning.

Although Yan Shouyang had been on guard for a long time, he did not expect that the silk silk contained such a huge power, and could actually knock the heavy copper bell into the air with a slight effort. But he had profound skills, and although he was shocked, he was not confused. When he retreated with his feet, he bowed his body and stepped on his waist, and struck out with both palms against the bronze bell.

The flesh palm collided with the bronze bell, and there was a deafening loud noise. Amidst the violent palm force, the bronze bell was smashed into pieces by Yan Shouyang's palms, and the pieces of the bronze bell flew everywhere for a while. Everyone in the Yan family was horrified and fled one after another. The scene was extremely shocking.

Yan Shouyang withdrew his palm from the bronze bell, his face suddenly flushed, and he took three steps back. Surprise appeared in his eyes. The strength on the bronze bell was obviously beyond his expectation.

Although Yan Shouyang is old and has cultivated his moral character in the past ten years, there are very few things that are worthy of his personal action. But now, the extremely high level of cultivation revealed in one move is enough to prove that his reputation as the number one person in the northwest martial arts world is not just flattered by others.

But when the bronze bell was shattered, round objects fell out of the flying fragments one after another and fell to the ground. They rolled and rolled, leaving several streaks of bright red on the snow.

Everyone couldn't help but feel horrified when they took a closer look. They turned out to be six bloody heads. The servants of the Yan family in the lobby had never seen such a bloody and terrifying scene, and they were immediately frightened and screamed.

Yan Shouyang could see clearly that two of the six heads were the subordinates of the Yan family that Qi Cheng had just sent out to find out the news, while the other four were Yan Shouyang's close friends. These four people originally came to Sunset Racecourse to celebrate Yan Shouyang's birthday, but unexpectedly they met with death on the way and ended up with their bodies and heads separated.

Yan Shouyang was trembling with shock and anger, and his mind went blank. He looked at the sedan with a horrified expression, unable to say a word.

Xue Yu is a martial arts figure in the Northwest Jianghu Road, so he naturally knows who the four heads are, and they are usually quite friendly. Witnessing such a tragic disaster at this moment, he was as shocked as Yan Shouyang.

Xue Yu was at a loss for a moment. He looked at Yan Shouyang blankly and asked in a trembling voice: "Brother Yan, what on earth is going on?"

Yan Shouyang stood there as if he had lost his soul. He did not answer because no one knew what was going on.

"Yan Shouyang, have you remembered? You should still have some memories of this Sauvignon Blanc, right?" The voice of the woman in the sedan came out softly, with a hint of comfort in her voice, "This is for you. Are you satisfied with the gift for your sixtieth birthday?"

“Sauvignon Blanc…Sauvignon Blanc…”

Yan Shouyang muttered these words in despair, his expression fell into a trance, but his thoughts were instantly brought back to a memory from the past many years by these words.

A moment later, there was a sudden bang in Yan Shouyang's mind, and he couldn't help but trembled all over. An expression of incredible surprise appeared on his face, and he pointed at the sedan and shouted loudly: "It's you...it's you..." He was too excited in his heart. He was so frightened that he felt a surge of congestion in his chest, and he couldn't continue talking for a while.

"Brother Yan, who are they?" Seeing Yan Shouyang's strange and frightened expression, Xue Yu was even more confused. He asked anxiously: "Brother Yan, do you know them?"

At this moment, Yan Shouyang could not hear what others were saying at all. He just stared at the sedan, and the muscles on his face kept twitching. He saw a cold light in his eyes and said sternly: "Sauvignon Blanc, you are... you are the moon." No shortage of!"

As soon as these words came out, the woman in the sedan suddenly seemed to sigh softly, and then said: "Tangled with Acacia silk, Sauvignon Blanc. You finally remembered it. It seems that the wounds left by this Sauvignon Blanc on your body are still there. It gives you a bit of an impression. I just didn’t expect that a person like you, whose hands are full of blood, can live to be sixty years old. It really makes me jealous. Is this what you often say: good people don’t live long, and disasters last for thousands of years? "

Yue Wuque? Xue Yu secretly thought about this name in his heart, but he had no impression at all.

Yan Shouyang suddenly lamented, as if all the strength had been drained from his body, and he murmured: "Twenty years, exactly twenty years, Holy Demon Sect, you are finally here again." His eyes looked again He passed over those five people, but this time, his eyes were full of anger and deep despair.

"You can have dragons, tigers, oxen and horses from the Twelve Heavenly Guards carry the sedan chair for you, even if the moon is intact, you are so majestic." Yan Shouyang gritted his teeth and said, "So my guess is not bad, you are now the leader of the Demon Cult."

"You are not blind yet." The person in the sedan laughed and said, "It seems that you have remembered everything now."

Yan Shouyang's eyes stopped on the giant man and said in a deep voice: "Since there are four out of the twelve heavenly guards, I wonder if the other one is the four heavenly kings or the six-color saints?"

The people in the sedan spoke very calmly, "The four heavenly kings, the six-color saints, and the twelve heavenly guards are all here today, just to give you Yan Shouyang a great gift. Let me treat you like this on such a large scale. , you, Yan Shooyang, are also very proud."

As soon as these words came out, Yan Shouyang's heart sank to the bottom, because these words spoken by the people in the sedan had already shown that the power of the Demon Sect had almost been unleashed.

In the face of such a powerful force, Yan Shouyang was helpless even though he had three heads and six arms.

"Yue Wuque, after you waited for the remnants of the Demon Cult to escape from the Central Plains during the battle, we knew that one day you would appear again, but no one expected that you would come so quickly. No wonder I have always been uneasy recently. , it turns out that the evil disaster is about to repeat the bloody disaster of the past!"

Yan Shouyang was filled with anger. He pointed at the sedan angrily and shouted sternly: "I, Yan Shouyang, had a share in the war back then. If you want revenge, just come to me. Why do you want to kill these innocent people?"

"Devil Cult...Holy Legend?" Xue Yu's expression suddenly changed drastically. As the leader of a gang in the world, he had not personally experienced the bloody battle between good and evil back then, but he had also heard of the name that had made countless people afraid. It's just that the war has passed a long time ago, and now few people will remember the demon sect that has disappeared for more than 20 years.

And today, that terrifying existence from long ago came to Sunset Racecourse with such bloody methods!

Although Xue Yu is the leader of a gang, has great martial arts skills, and is extremely famous in the northwest arena, but now his feet are trembling involuntarily. His face was pale, and his eyes looked at the sedan in horror.

Hearing Yan Shouyang's extremely angry words, the people in the sedan sneered, and the cold and indifferent voice came from afar: "Although they did not participate in the crime of massacre of my disciples, they are not innocent people, because they are Your relatives and friends, Yan Shouyang, so they have to die."

"You bunch of beasts! You are the same as before, your devilish nature has not changed and you have taken human lives without changing it." Yan Shouyang couldn't help but curse, and was heartbroken with grief, "Yue Wuque, you are as inhumane as your dead father! What you have done What is the difference between such a cruel thing and an animal?"

The sixty-year-old No. 1 in the northwest martial arts world could no longer care about his self-cultivation at this moment, and he burst out with anger as he spoke.

The people in the sedan did not get angry. After a while of silence, the woman said indifferently: "Yan Shooyang, you can scold as much as you like, because after today, you will never have the chance to scold again. But before you die, I will let you Everyone here who is related to you will die in front of you one by one, so that you can feel the feeling of being powerless."

"You..." Yan Shouyang's eyes were blood red, and he was about to collapse with anger and fear.

"Your insults are so righteous." The woman in the sedan sneered: "We are murderous demons, so why weren't your hands full of blood back then? Who in the world gave you that self-righteous justice? You We are human beings, aren’t we human beings?”

Yan Shouyang said angrily: "You are a devil who kills innocent people indiscriminately, you are not qualified to say justice! I only regret that everyone was too soft-hearted back then and did not drive you all away. Now that you want revenge, I have nothing to say. My life Waiting for you right here!”

His voice was almost a roar.

"No hurry, no hurry." The woman said in an extremely indifferent tone, "Of course you will die, but you need to die slowly, because there is still a good show that has not yet begun."

Yan Shouyang's face turned pale for a moment. He turned to Yan Feng, who also had a pale face, and shouted: "Take Jinyi and leave quickly!"

Yan Feng's whole body was shaken by his father's sudden drink. He was at a loss and could not move as if his feet were nailed to the ground.

"Let's go, where are we going?" The woman in the sedan chuckled, "Yan Shooyang, are you still talking nonsense now?"

Yan Shouyang turned around suddenly because he suddenly smelled the smell of blood.

Then he saw the corpses, corpses all over the ground.

The maids who were in great fear in the lobby, as well as the servant who came in haste to report the news, were already dead in a pool of blood.

They died silently. Even Yan Shooyang, who was highly skilled in martial arts, did not notice when they were killed.

Amidst the howling cold wind, blood suddenly filled the inside and outside of the Yan family hall.

"I said, today your Yan family will not leave any chickens or dogs alone." The cold voice came from the sedan again, carrying a chilling murderous intent.

Just when everyone was terrified, a human head suddenly flew in from outside the compound wall.

Then two, three, four... heads were thrown in from outside the wall one after another, and fell to the ground with a dull sound.

Heads fell like beads in the courtyard, there were more than twenty.

Heads fell to the ground, and the ground was covered with blood.

Yan Shouyang shouted loudly, his voice was filled with despair. He was very familiar with those heads, because they were all from Sunset Racecourse.

There are men and women, some are servants of the Yan family, some are guardians, and some are disciples of Yan Shouyang. They are almost all members of the Yan family.

Yan Shouyang's liver and gallbladder were split and he burst into tears. His miserable state was beyond words.

Suddenly someone shouted, but they were three other friends of Yan Shouyang who had been with Xue Yu and Ge Dahai. They were also prominent figures in the northwest, and two of them were famous martial arts practitioners in the northwest, with good martial arts skills. But what they saw today was too bloody and terrifying, beyond what they could accept. The three of them had been frightened for a long time, and now they could no longer care about anything else. One of them couldn't help shouting, and jumped out of the courtyard.

As soon as the man moved, the other two people also moved one after another. There was a man with martial arts skills and extremely fast movement. He had already swept out of the hall in one leap. But the other person was just a businessman like Ge Dahai, without any martial arts. In panic, he staggered and fell to the ground.

When he fell, a flying knife suddenly appeared in the back of his heart. As the man screamed, the flying knife came out of his chest, killing him on the spot.

At the same time, the two people who flew out to escape unexpectedly were not blocked by anyone, and their bodies passed the wall in the blink of an eye.

The five people in the courtyard who never said a word didn't even raise their eyes.

Two screams suddenly came from outside the wall, and then everything calmed down instantly.

Then there seemed to be a strange black shadow flashing out of the wind and snow outside the wall. The black shadow stood on the wall and threw two heads casually.

Those were the heads of two people who were running for their lives.

"Brother Chen, Brother Wang..." Yan Shouyang's eyes were about to burst, his fists were clenched, and his nails dug deep into his palms and blood flowed out.

Those three people were also close friends with him throughout his life, but Yan Shouyang was surprised by their behavior of escaping in the face of danger. However, seeing the three people killed at the same time, he was still extremely sad in his heart.

The rivers and lakes intersect and the upright friendship turns out to be nothing more than that when lives are at stake.

Yan Shouyang's face turned pale, he was already in despair.

The black shadow on the wall stood majestically in the wind and snow, with a thin figure, messy hair blowing across its face, and an aura of death that made people afraid to look at it.

This man seemed to be born for death.