Yu Liancheng closed the book, supported his left cheek with his hand, and said with a faint smile on his lips: "I wonder if that person is the leader of the Demon Cult. Can I meet him?"
"I am not talented, I am the leader of the Demon Cult." A figure strode out.
This is a middle-aged man wearing a purple satin brocade robe, with a majestic bearing like an emperor.
His eyes were fixed on Yu Liancheng, with a smile that made people feel like spring breeze.
Yu Liancheng was about to speak when his eyes flashed and he focused on the scimitar on the demon sect leader's waist. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "I am very interested in this knife on your waist. I wonder if I can part with you?"
The leader of the Demon Sect still had a smile on his face, and his smile was still very warm: "This is the treasured sword of our Demon Sect. In the past, only the leader of the Demon Sect has been in charge of it. I disappoint you."
Yu Liancheng sighed: "It's a pity, it's a pity."
"Huh, since the advent of the Full Moon Scimitar, many people have thought about this supreme magic sword. The only difference between you and them is that you are still alive, and those who thought about it before are all dead. Yes." Suddenly I heard a hoarse voice, like a night owl, "But I can guarantee that you will be able to see your 'seniors' soon."
Shangguan Xian'er turned around and saw the person speaking, his eyes widened immediately.
This man was only about three feet tall at most, but his head was huge, taking up almost a quarter of his entire height. He was still wearing sparkling silver clothes and had a ferocious silver mask on his face. Coupled with the long silver hair, it looked like a little monster made of silver. There was something unspeakably mysterious and terrifying under the moonlight.
"Oh, I don't believe it." Yu Liancheng looked at the white dwarf, smiled and shook his head.
"Whether you believe it or not, I only know that a dead person will never speak harshly." In a flash of white light, the dwarf appeared in front of Yulian City in an instant, as fast as a ghost. At the same time, he blasted out with a backhand palm. The energy is rolling, and the true energy is surging, like a flood erupting and falling from the sky.
If you have never seen this dwarf, no one would have thought that such a short body could actually activate such a fierce and ferocious palm technique.
Unexpectedly, he had just swung out this palm, and suddenly he turned his arm, and the powerful force of the palm hit his chest incredibly.
puff! As blood spurted wildly, the person fell from the air and rolled back several times. His face was as pale as paper and he was dying.
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Yu Liancheng sighed softly again: "For the guests, this slap is a bit too cruel. I hope that after this old gentleman recovers from his injuries, he can leave two or three escape routes for others." After a pause, he again "Of course, if this old gentleman is still alive," he said.
The dwarf had been helped up by other demon sect masters, but his heart had been shattered by the force of his own palm.
The leader of the Demon Cult said calmly: "Guests are also divided into three, six or nine levels. For uninvited guests, I think this slap is too light."
Although he was still calm and composed on his face, even with a smile on his face, in fact, he was already in a turmoil inside. Yu Liancheng was able to appear silently in the Demon Sect's library and remain calm in the face of a group of Demon Sect masters, so he was obviously an unusual person. Everyone was mentally prepared, but at this moment they were all horrified.
The dwarf was one of the four elders of the Demon Sect, and was called the 'Silver Ghost Ghost Boy'. He had unpredictable ghost shadow skills, and his palm skills were even crueler and domineering. In recent years, the magic sect's secret skill "Great Heavenly Demon Hand" has been integrated into the palm technique. Even in the Demon Sect where there are many masters, he is still one of the top masters.
But now, he was defeated so easily in the hands of this uninvited guest.
No one even saw clearly how he lost.
Yu Liancheng smiled and said: "Actually, I have admired the Demon Sect for a long time. The reason I came to the Demon Sect is to join the Demon Sect. What do you think?"
The leader of the Demon Cult was seriously injured just a moment ago, but now he wants to join the Demon Cult. All the elders and kings of the Demon Sect looked at each other in confusion. The demon sect leader's palm gently rubbed the full moon scimitar, as gently as a lover's caress, and a smile that was warmer than the spring breeze appeared on his face: "Are you joking?"
Yu Liancheng smiled: "Do you think I'm joking?"
The leader of the Demon Cult focused on Yu Liancheng and said after a long time: "Okay, I agree to your joining the cult."
"In this way, I am not a guest, but my brother." Yu Liancheng's smile became brighter: "What does the leader think of my kung fu?"
The leader of the Demon Cult said: "Of course he is extremely clever."
Yu Liancheng said: "Isn't it unreasonable for a master like me to just be an ordinary member of the Demon Cult?"
The leader of the Demon Cult said: "That's not very reasonable."
Yu Liancheng said: "Which chair does the leader think I should take?"
The leader of the Demon Cult said: "Deacon?"
Yu Liancheng shook his head.
The leader of the Demon Cult said: "Helmsman?"
Yu Liancheng shook his head.
The leader of the Demon Cult said: "Hall Master?"
Yu Liancheng still shook his head.
The leader of the Demon Cult sighed: "Do you want to be an elder or a Dharma King? But even if you are good at martial arts, if you don't make some achievements, I'm afraid you won't be able to convince the people below."
Yu Liancheng also sighed: "Since the elders and the Dharma King cannot be convinced, then I will reluctantly become a leader."
As soon as this statement came out, there were different expressions, some sneered, some were angry, and some were disdainful. Although the elder Ghost Boy was defeated, there were many masters of the Demon Cult, and the leader's divine sword slash shocked both gods and ghosts. It was a most powerful blow, and coupled with the countless disciples of the Demon Cult in the valley, they set up traps. Even if the seven major sects of the Righteous Path attack, they can still deal with it calmly.
The leader of the Demon Cult is still smiling, but his smile is a bit cold: "Why do you think you are qualified to be the leader of the Demon Cult?"
Yu Liancheng said: "Of course with my martial arts, my martial arts is really high."
The leader of the Demon Cult said: "How high is it?"
"As high as Yulian City."
Of course, the leader of the Demon Cult has heard of the name Yulian City.
It is impossible for anyone who knows a little about the Central Plains arena not to know this name.
But the reason why the legend is legendary is that few people can come into contact with Tao.
Everyone in the Demon Sect does not understand how high Yulian City is.
But it soon became clear.
Yu Liancheng waved his sleeves and grabbed it casually in the void.
As if he had grabbed something, he opened his palms, but there was indeed nothing in them.
Then he blew casually, as if something was blowing from his hand to the masters of the Demon Sect.
The masters of the Demon Cult were all on full alert and ready to attack. But they didn't see anything, they just thought Yu Liancheng was bluffing. Each one of them sneered, pumping up his true energy and tensing up, ready to launch the most violent offensive against Yulian City.
"ah!"
suddenly.
A scream broke the silence of the library.
Immediately afterwards, the screams continued, wounds appeared one after another, and blood flowed.
A group of demon sect masters finally knew what was blowing in Yulian City. It was a gust of wind, and the wind turned into Qi.
——Sword energy.
It cannot be penetrated by the naked eye, and it seems to be soft and harmless, but in fact it is an indestructible sword energy that cuts through gold and jade.
In that breath, hundreds or even thousands of sword energy were blown out, and the floor was cut into pieces, forming an airtight sword network that enveloped the demon sect masters. Qi is invisible, and the sword Qi is so gentle. Before he even noticed the sword Qi approaching, his head was already separated from his body.
“Ahhhh!
"
Amidst a series of screams, everyone was cut with at least seventy or eighty wounds, their clothes were torn, and blood flowed gurglingly, almost turning them into bloody men. Some people were even cut by hundreds of swords in an instant, silently slicing through skin and flesh, and cutting through blood vessels and meridians. He collapsed on the ground like a piece of meat, with a look of astonishment and disbelief in his eyes.
Even though there was a magic master who was a little further away, he still received the sword energy from his companions. But as soon as the weapon was pulled out, it was cut into dozens of pieces. Just as the palm of the hand exerted its full strength, the whole person was cut by countless sword energy. Not only were they cut on their bodies, but the sword energy even penetrated into their bodies, which was even more horrific.
If Yu Liancheng hadn't wanted to save their lives and serve Shangguan Xian'er in the future, I'm afraid that in this moment, they would have been cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, and they would not be able to die again.
certainly.
There is only one exception.
That is the leader of the Demon Cult.
This leader is indeed a powerful person. He reacted very quickly. The moment his cheek was cut, he swept backwards like lightning. Amidst the screams of the subordinates, seeing Yu Liancheng who was still smiling but not smiling, he felt a sense of fear as if he were facing an abyss.
He had never felt this kind of fear since he became the leader of the Demon Cult.
It was strange, but also terrifying.
So he made a decisive decision, jumped out of the door, and flew away desperately.
"Running so fast." Yu Liancheng did not chase.
The Record of Great Compassion in his hand made a clattering sound without any wind.
One of the pages naturally separated from the book, floated in the air, turned into a black cicada, and headed out the door.
…
The figure of the leader of the Demon Cult flew across the sky like a bolt of lightning dancing wildly under the moon. In an instant, he was hundreds of feet away from the library.
The moonlight was shining down, and the cold wind was blowing against his face. The leader of the Demon Cult suddenly sobered up a lot. Recalling the previous scene, he was still shocked: "Who is that guy? How can he be so scary? Even though I was defeated by Bai Baiyu in the past, But these years of practicing Divine Sword Slash are no longer what they used to be. But facing this person, I don’t even have the courage to take action."
Suddenly.
The leader of the Demon Cult heard a slight strange noise behind him. The noise seemed to be the sound of some kind of insect flapping its wings and rubbing against the air.
Turning around, I saw a black cicada.
On a cold winter day, are there black cicadas?
What was even more frightening was that the moment he saw Hei Chan, the leader of the Demon Cult felt a sense of death and ominousness, and his whole body started to tremble.
The speed of this black cicada was too fast, and it was only two feet away from him.
The leader of the Demon Cult suddenly stopped and held the full moon scimitar tightly.
The scimitar is made of sterling silver as the scabbard, and the handle is inlaid with a lustrous and round pearl.
The blade is green, as green as distant mountains, as green as spring trees, and as green as the lake in the eyes of lovers.
next moment.
A sword light flew up,
The sword light, like a crescent moon, flew up and hung in the sky.
The stars and moon in the sky are colorless.
It seemed that there was only this stunning light of the sword left in the sky.
This sword is definitely not something that exists in the world, and the changes and power of this sword technique are definitely not something that any mortal can dream of.
Although this sword has no changes, it contains the essence of all changes in sword techniques. It can hover and dance in the air, and take people's heads a hundred steps away.
Because the sword technique, position, time, strength, and speed used when this sword is shot are all accurately calculated, it can bring out all the power to the limit.
As soon as the magic sword comes out, the person who hits it will die. The power of this sword is unparalleled.
This sword is really a magic sword.
Suddenly, an undetectable black spot appeared in the bright sword light.
This black spot is like a white jade with flaws, which is unbearable and will no longer be perfect.
What's even more frightening is that the black spots continue to expand, and the darkness spreads rapidly, eroding the entire sword light in an instant.
When the last sword light disappeared, the invincible divine sword slash was broken. The one who broke the divine sword slash was a black cicada.
The black cicada stopped on the back of the full moon scimitar.
The leader of the Demon Cult was holding a full-moon scimitar, his arms trembling. Looking at the black cicada, the unspeakable fear surged up again, almost overwhelming him.
Black Chan's abdominal cavity was slightly bulging.
hiss!
The leader of the Demon Cult heard the cicadas chirping, an extremely shrill trembling sound.
The cicadas are miserable. Not only are the cicadas miserable, but the people who hear the sound are also miserable.
It seemed that this voice contained the curses of the nine heavens and ten earths, gods and demons, which was deafening.
At this moment, the true energy in the main body of the demon sect was rushing out of control, trying to burst out. The meridians and acupuncture points exploded one after another, and the clothes were stained red. Finally, with a scream of "ah", he spit out a mouthful of blood and stood up straight. fell down and died. A generation of demon sect leader died like this.
Black Chan grabbed the full moon scimitar, returned the same way, and entered the library.
After receiving the Full Moon Scimitar in Yulian City, Hei Chan lay on the opened Dabei Fu and transformed into a book page again.
When the remaining demon sect masters saw this scene, especially the bloody scimitars, they all felt as if they had seen a ghost, and their faces were completely occupied and distorted by fear.
Is this guy still a human?
This is by no means a level that martial arts can reach.
Only Shangguan Xiaoxian's beautiful eyes are shining, and the master is always omnipotent and unpredictable.
No matter how kind and easy-going he is, he is still like the mythical Tianshan Mountain, standing far away on the horizon, overlooking the changes in the world. You can't get close, you can only look up.
"Only the leader of the Full Moon Scimitar can control it. Now that this sword falls into my hands, can I be considered the leader of the Demon Cult?"
Yu Liancheng looked at this vicious god-demon weapon, as if he could feel its ominousness and evil.
The remaining demon sect masters looked at each other in disbelief, but soon someone came forward and knelt on the ground: "The devil has no form, and is invincible. He ascends to heaven and earth, and I am the only one who is supreme. My subordinate, the wise king Die'erbu, pays homage to the sect leader."
With one person taking the lead, these demon sect masters were by no means hard-nosed, and soon there was a row of figures kneeling in front of them.
Yu Liancheng sighed: "Although my martial arts skills are high, I was the one who killed the previous leader after all. I deserve this position. So..."
He pulled Shangguan Xian'er to him: "I would like to pass the position to my disciple Shangguan Xian'er. I wonder if you have any objections?"
"..."
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