"Yan Shouyang, today you have finally experienced our pain back then." The person in the sedan suddenly laughed, her voice full of incomparable joy, and her voice came out faintly, "Betrayed by the person you trust most, then... What does this feeling feel like, can you feel it now?"
Yan Shouyang's face trembled, and he stared at the sedan sternly, "No matter how cruel and unscrupulous your methods are, you can never make me bow to you. Yue Wuque, don't you want my life? I'm standing here, you Why haven't you taken action yet?"
"You dare to speak harshly when you are about to die." The voice in the sedan was full of disdain, "You are so confident, are you still hoping that someone will come to save you?"
The voice suddenly said "Oh", and then continued: "You must be still waiting for Tie Zhongtang and Fu Minghe, the traitor to the Holy Tradition, right? I'm really sorry, they won't come anymore."
Yan Shouyang's body trembled, and grief surged in his heart again, and he couldn't help but sternly said: "Yue Wuque, just to deal with me, you killed so many people, aren't you afraid of going to hell?"
"Go to hell?" The woman suddenly sneered, her laughter was horrifying: "You actually told a person who has climbed out of hell to go to hell?"
"You deserve it!" Yan Shouyang was furious, black blood oozed from his mouth, and his face gradually darkened. It seemed that his remaining skills were no longer enough to resist the poison in his body.
"Do you deserve it?" The woman suddenly shouted sternly: "Back then, I just liked someone who also liked me, and you regarded me as a devil, not to mention slaughtering my disciples indiscriminately. If this is also what you deserve, then who do you think it is? What crime?"
Yan Shouyang was in severe pain all over his body. He was swaying for a while, but he still managed to hold himself up. "Everyone in the world will judge what happened back then. Now, no matter how much you shirk it, you can't wash away the endless evil you have caused. What's more, now I have already I fell into your hands, and I don’t even bother to argue with you about the rights and wrongs of the past.”
A wild laugh made the woman's voice sound like a devil's voice. She said with hatred: "You Chinese people have always been self-righteous. There is no room for the existence of other truths outside of the three religions, so you regard us as evil heretics. It's really true. It’s ridiculous that you, who have always claimed to be chivalrous, would resort to such shameless means, not even sparing a newborn child. Is this what you call justice? You keep saying that others are innocent, but isn’t that child the same? Innocent?"
When Yan Shouyang heard this, his face couldn't help but change slightly, and he showed a somewhat complicated expression. He didn't know how to answer for a moment.
"In the first battle, if someone in our sect had not been bewitched by you and then resorted to such dirty methods, how could you, Yan Shooyang, be alive today?" The voice of the woman in the sedan was extremely sharp: "You all say that the winner is the king and the loser is the enemy. We lost back then, so all the truth was written by you. In this case, now that I set foot on Middle-earth again, I want to rewrite the history of twenty years ago!"
"And you, Yan Shouyang, and all the participants back then, as well as those who have betrayed us, will become the stepping stones for my Holy Legend to return to China!"
The woman's voice sounded like crazy and demonic, but it also contained a terrifying and domineering air. Yan Shouyang was startled at first, and then sneered: "Yue Wuque, back then your father Yue Zhihua led the Demon Sect to be defeated and returned to the West with his life. Even if you have regained your strength now, do you think that Is there no one in the Central Plains who can compete with you? Over the past hundreds of years, our glorious land of Middle Earth has resisted countless evil demons and heretics intent on invading us. Even though we have experienced countless disasters, we can still stand firm today. The Holy Legend Twenty Years Ago Couldn't the defeat still make you realize something?"
The woman in the sedan chair, the Holy Evangelist Yue Wuque, was silent for a moment after hearing the words, and then the indifferent words came out again: "Yan Shouyang, you are really shameless. In the battle back then, why didn't all of you from China come out in full force? The result was not We almost wiped them out. If there hadn't been a traitor who took away the sacred objects of my religion while my father was trying to save my life, your Central Plains martial arts world would have ceased to exist. As for now, look at your so-called Central Plains martial arts world. Except for that Old Taoist priests, how many other people can stand up to the challenge? Twenty years ago, the old Taoist priests did not dare to go down the mountain to fight with my father. Now, while I get back the holy relics, I would like to see who else in the Central Plains can compete with me. I am the enemy.”
Yan Shouyang's expression changed. Yue Wuque's words suddenly reminded him of a very terrifying thing, and then he said in a trembling voice: "It turns out that the purpose of your appearance this time is to take back the demon species! No wonder I found that your skills are not as good as they are today." It turns out that you are also a demon using the power of demon seeds!"
He staggered back a few steps and said sternly: "Yue Wuque, you still say that you are not an evil heretic. You are willing to serve the devil for revenge. How can such a heretical method be compared with my three religions?"
"Everything in the world can only be driven by me and used by me. This is my truth." Yue Wuque sneered, "When I trample the Central Plains under my feet, you will hear in hell how they preach to me. of praise.”
Yan Shouyang said loudly: "Stop dreaming. Twenty years have passed since the demon seed has been destroyed long ago. You can't get it..." Although he was filled with grief and anger, his words were weak.
Because he knew very well that when he said this, he had no confidence at all.
The reason why the Demonic Cult twenty years ago made the Central Plains martial arts so fearful, in addition to their large number of masters, was because they had two ancient rare objects that were regarded as "holy objects" by the Holy Tradition, and these two Strange existences beyond the scope of people's understanding are called "demon species" by people in the martial arts world of the Central Plains.
Almost no one in today's world has seen the horror of demon species, because after the war between good and evil twenty years ago, two demon species were scattered when the Holy Tradition retreated. One was taken away by the Holy Evangelist, Yue Zhihua, and the other One of them disappeared in the chaos of war.
Only those who had personally experienced that bloody battle back then knew best how terrifying the nearly unrivaled power brought by those two demon species was. Yan Shouyang was one of those who experienced it personally, so when he thinks about it again now, he is still so scared.
Yue Wuque's words came out coldly: "Sacred objects are ancient mysterious existences that have lasted for thousands of years. How can they be easily destroyed by mortal power? Yan Shouyang, do you really think that I will show up again without any confidence?" Do you really think I’m still the inexperienced little girl I was?”
Yan Shouyang was stunned for a moment.
"You people who are living on the last breath, you have hidden your presence all these years, and you think I can't find you? When the holy objects return, whether it is Qingcheng Mountain, the Sword Sect Chunqiu Pavilion, and other ghosts, ghosts, and snake gods, they will all be in the name of my Holy Heritage. Defeat, and you strictly guard Yang..."
Yue Wuque's cold voice paused, and then he snorted coldly: "As long as you answer me a question, I can leave you a whole body."
Yan Shouyang sneered: "I'm not even afraid of death, so why would I care about the whole corpse? Yue Wuque, you are still too naive. I won't answer any of your questions."
He suddenly burst into laughter and said loudly in a mocking tone: "Yue Wuque, I know what you want to ask, but I won't tell you. Although you have become the leader of a religion, you are still a woman, and Still a poor woman.”
There was silence in the sedan for a while, Yan Shouyang laughed, with a bit of pride on his face. He felt that his words had hit the woman who had not shown her face so far.
Others may not understand the meaning of what he said, but he knows that the woman must understand it, and it must be the thing she least wants to be mentioned, just like the reverse scale of a dragon.
Sure enough, after a period of silence, a very cold and trembling voice suddenly came from the sedan: "Yan Shouyang! You old man, tell me where he is? Where are they?"
Hearing this, Yan Shouyang smiled even more proudly, with black blood coming out of his mouth as he smiled. But he didn't care, he just felt happy in his heart, a kind of happiness after successful revenge.
A sharp roar came out, and the sedan curtain was instantly reduced to pieces. Then Yan Shouyang was suddenly shaken by an extremely powerful force and bounced up to ten feet high. His body was instantly twisted into a shrimp in the air, and then again He was thrown to the ground hard with a loud bang.
Qi Cheng and Ge Dahai could not help but tremble. They had never seen such terrifying power.
Yan Shouyang groaned, and the sound of broken bones immediately sounded. He lay on the ground for a long time, unable to move, because half of his ribs were almost completely broken.
But he was still smiling despite the severe pain, laughing until tears kept flowing. He didn't know whether it was because of the pain or because he was laughing too happily.
"Yan Shouyang, tell me, is that child still alive? Is he still alive?" Yue Wuque's sharp voice sounded: "Tell me, you will die more comfortably."
Yan Shouyang half-supported himself with difficulty and looked up at the sedan. Without the curtain of the sedan, he could clearly see the woman inside.
Sitting in the sedan was a woman wearing a snow-white robe. She had a beautiful face, but her face was as pale as if she had lost too much blood. Although she is no longer young, her mature and cool temperament makes her seem like a goddess descending from the sky to the earth. There is no unnecessary decoration on her body, but she seems to be shrouded in a layer of faint moonlight. Such an innate nobility makes people look up to her existence in humility.
This woman, who is so noble and cool that it is impossible to look at her, has experienced life and death and a long period of suffering that others cannot imagine. She already has an aura of coldness and chill in her body, which is derived from the bottom of her heart. The hatred expressed is chilling.
Yan Shouyang had a blood feud with this woman, but when he saw her true face, the old man couldn't help but tremble in his heart. He was stunned for a moment, and then shouted with great resentment: "Yue Wuque, I know who you are talking about, but it's a pity that you can never see them again because they are dead. You damn woman, just wait." After twenty years, you will get nothing in the end, this is your retribution..."
Inside the sedan chair, Yue Wuque's pair of beautiful eyes that looked like hidden stars suddenly changed color, and a strong sinister aura between her brows instantly filled the entire Yan family compound.
The wind and snow around Yan Shouyang seemed to be drawn by divine power and suddenly gathered into two roaring winds, which swept towards Yan Shouyang with terrifying power that could destroy everything.
Wherever the strong wind passed, the ground sank two feet, and every inch of land felt like the wrath of heaven descending.
Yue Wuque indeed possesses the power of a demon seed!
"Xuan Qiong...!"
Yan Shouyang screamed, his face was horrified. He was very familiar with this kind of power. Back then, he had witnessed countless martial arts masters from the Central Plains having their bodies shattered instantly under such power. The unimaginable destructive power was simply unimaginable. Resistible.
The strong winds entangled and gathered together, and Yan Shouyang's clothes had been cut into pieces by the blade-like wind. It can be seen that if the whole person was swallowed by those two forces, the result would be disastrous.
Yan Shooyang's eyes were about to burst. Under this power that was comparable to the power of a demon, even if he was not poisoned and his body was normal, he would not have any chance to compete.
He was ready to die.
But in the moment of life and death, the two violent forces suddenly dissipated, and the wind and snow in the yard returned to nature.
Everyone's expressions couldn't help but change slightly. Shi Huang, who was standing next to the sedan, flashed a look of doubt, and his two willow eyebrows secretly frowned.
People in the Demon Cult, including Ju Han, didn’t understand why the leader suddenly stopped.
Yan Shouyang was also in shock. He looked at Yue Wuque angrily and said sternly: "Yue Wuque, what are you waiting for?"
Yue Wuque's expression had already returned to calm. She sneered: "If you want to provoke me to kill you, then I won't do what you want. Yan Shouyang, even if you die without telling me their whereabouts, it doesn't matter, because I We will find out, but it’s just a matter of time. If they are really no longer alive, it doesn’t matter, I will let the entire Central Plains Wulin be buried with them."
"As for the whereabouts of the other holy object, I already know its whereabouts, so it will be back in my hands soon. By then, as you said, the entire Central Plains will tremble under my feet."
Yan Shouyang looked up to the sky and lamented, and said miserably: "The way of heaven is unkind and treats all things as stupid dogs. If you really want to cause catastrophe for the common people for your own selfish revenge, no one can shake you because you have entered the devil's way. But I still believe this. In the world, in this world, there will definitely be people who will fight with you to the end just like they did back then. I just hope that they will no longer be merciful, because being merciful to you who have lost your humanity is cruelty to yourself and the common people."
Yue Wuque snorted and laughed: "You people, you are obviously about to die, but you like to use such pretentious words to cover up your inner weakness. It's really disgusting. But what will be the result? You, an old immortal, don't have a chance. knew."
Yan Shouyang remained silent. After a moment, he looked at Shi Huang who looked indifferent, and suddenly sighed: "Although you are the most vicious woman, I still don't believe that you have no feelings for Feng'er in the past few years, even though you are so cruel Kill him, but I can see that Feng'er didn't hate you until his death. Shi Jinyi, as a member of the Demon Cult, you are burdened with such sins now, and you will definitely not end well in the future, but I only hope that the Prime Minister of the Underworld will When we meet, you can personally give Feng'er an explanation."
As soon as these words came out, Shi Huang, who had a cold expression, was stunned for a moment, and then his face suddenly changed. She hurriedly turned around and knelt down to Yue Wuque, lowered her head and said respectfully: "To the leader, Shi Huang is a six-color saint. I have been greatly favored by the Great God of the Citadel, and I will always be a disciple of the Holy Tradition no matter whether I live or die. In order to complete my mission in the past few years, I and Yan Feng pretended to be in love. Everything was done for the great plan of the Holy Tradition, and there was no personal relationship at all. Say..." She was extremely afraid of Yue Wuque in her heart, and her words were very emotional, and her tone was slightly trembling.
"That's enough." Yue Wuque snorted expressionlessly, "How can I believe the old man's provocative words when he is dying? I am very satisfied with what you have done in the past few years. As a reward, from now on this sunset The racecourse is yours to take charge of."
Ge Dahai and Qi Cheng couldn't help but feel moved when they heard this. The reason why the two of them got involved in the grudge between the Demon Cult and Yan Shouyang was entirely to get a piece of the fat meat of the Sunset Racecourse, and for this reason, they did not hesitate to betray their long-standing friendship with Yan Shouyang. But until now, the leader of the Demon Cult, whom people dare not look at, has never mentioned a word about this matter. Now he casually said that he would hand over the sunset racecourse to Shi Huang. Such a decision clearly did not affect the two of them. People's achievements are valued.
At this moment, both of them had the unpleasant thought of trying to draw water from a bamboo basket but in vain.
Fortunately for Qi Cheng, he is also an old man of the Yan family. If he participated in this conspiracy, he must have colluded with Shi Huang. If Sunset Racecourse changes owners in the future, Shi Huang will not treat him badly no matter what. But Ge Dahai has nothing to do with the Demon Sect, and he and Shi Huang only secretly used each other for profit. Before today's incident, Ge Dahai didn't even know that the person who had been secretly contacting him in the past few years was actually Yan Shouyang's daughter-in-law.
Ge Dahai is a shrewd businessman, and all choices are aimed at obtaining maximum benefits. But now the situation was not what he expected. Even Shi Huang would not treat him badly, but that was not the most satisfactory result for Ge Dahai as a businessman.
He had concealed his identity and had been a snake with Yan Shou for many years. What he wanted was to take possession of Sunset Racecourse, the leading business in the northwest, and he really had a big plan. But what surprised Ge Dahai was that such a careful plan was just for the woman from the Demon Sect to take a breath.
What Ge Dahai wants is profit. What Yue Wuque wanted was to destroy Yan Shouyang's family and let him experience the mental torture of being betrayed. As for the Yan family's business, the Demon Cult doesn't seem to be interested.
Thinking of this, Ge Dahai's always kind face inevitably became a little gloomy.
When Shi Huang heard what Yue Wuque said, she looked stunned for a moment. Then she knelt on the ground again and said cautiously and respectfully: "Master, now that I have completed my mission, I just want to follow the leader and do my best. Take charge. Regarding the matter at Sunset Racecourse, my subordinates are really unable to handle it, and I am afraid that they may betray the trust of the leader."
After she finished speaking, her heart was beating fast. She lowered her head, waiting for Yue Wuque's answer.
Yan Shouyang stood in the courtyard, listening to others randomly disposing of the family property he had worked hard for all his life. He smiled miserably, and his figure looked extremely lonely and desolate.
Yue Wuque sat in the sedan chair, and after thinking for a while, he said in a calm tone: "Shi Huang, I understand what you mean. Sunset Racecourse is not small, and it is quite influential outside this country. Although I, Saint, don't care about that little money, , but being able to bring this place under the control of my Holy Legend will have a deterrent effect on other forces outside the customs in the future. This effect is far more beneficial than getting those gold and silver. And you have been lurking in the Yan family in the past few years, and you have done a lot of damage to the Yan family. The situation at Sunset Racecourse is relatively familiar, so you will have a greater advantage in controlling the Yan family, and even the entire northwest in the future, so this candidate must be you."
Yan Shouyang, Ge Dahai and Qi Cheng couldn't help but shudder inwardly. The Demon Cult woman was indeed not a simple woman who was blinded by hatred. Her plan is not just to avenge the past. From her tone, it can be seen that Shengzhuan's comeback this time has a bigger plot, which is to dominate the martial arts!
Yan Shouyang's body was trembling. The raging wind and snow made his body very cold, but the helplessness and despair in his heart made his heart even colder. The poison in his body was about to invade his heart, and he was facing the enemy who had destroyed his family. , but sighing helplessly, he is like a piece of meat placed on the chopping board and can only be slaughtered by others.
Seeing that Shi Huang still lowered his head, she said extremely cautiously: "I should be extremely grateful to be entrusted with an important task by the leader of the church again. However, the situation in the northwest is complicated now, and the relationship between Sunset Racecourse and all parties involved is also very different. Average. The subordinates are worried that their lack of ability may affect the overall situation of the leader's conquest of the Central Plains."
"Shi Huang, although you have good abilities, you are still a woman after all. In terms of decisiveness in killing, you are still far behind some men." Yue Wuque's tone was a bit disappointed, which made Shi who was kneeling on the ground Huang was immediately frightened. But Yue Wuque asked calmly: "If you feel that you can't control the overall situation in the northwest by yourself, then who else here can help you?"
Shi Huang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but she couldn't answer Yue Wuque's question immediately. She stood up carefully, her face a little uncertain.
While Shi Huang was still considering the answer carefully, Ge Dahai actually took a few steps forward. He bowed to Yue Wuque and raised his hands, and said seriously: "Old Ge Dahai, I would like to pay my respects to the Holy Master."
Shi Huang frowned slightly and looked at Ge Dahai.
Yue Wuque's face was expressionless, but her autumn eyes glanced at the old man who was a little fatter. She said calmly: "Ge Dahai, I know you. Shi Huang has already told what you have done to me. I have reported that you did a good job, at least in letting Yan Shouyang taste the feeling of betrayal. You are an ambitious businessman, so you need to be rewarded. Although you are not I am a disciple of the Holy Spirit, but I have always made clear rewards and punishments, so tell me, what do you want?"
Her tone was calm and indifferent, as if a king was rewarding his meritorious ministers.
When Ge Dahai heard the words, he felt that the words were extremely harsh. But he kept his expression and said respectfully: "I have heard about the reputation of the Holy Tradition a long time ago. Now I can see the true face of the leader with my own eyes. It is really a blessing in my life. Back then, the disciples of the leader secretly found me and asked me to cooperate. When planning today's situation, the conditions set out are this Sunset Racecourse. The stone under the leader's door now..."
He was speechless for a moment because he didn't know what the status of Shi Huang's "six-color saint" was in the Demon Cult. However, he was not familiar with Shi Huang, so he didn't know how to call Shi Huang for a while. phoenix. After pondering for a while, Ge Dahai still felt that it would be more appropriate to use a more polite title. He continued: "Since Miss Shi doesn't think she has the energy to fully control this place, I shamelessly recommended myself, hoping to be like Miss Shi." I'm a guest. I'm a businessman, and I still have some insight into the ways of buying and selling. So I'm confident that I have the ability to help you."
After he finished speaking, he once again raised his hand towards Yue Wuque, acting neither humble nor arrogant.
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