Chapter 113: Demonic Heart Chain Flowing Blades Like Fire!

The autumn wind is bleak and the leaves are fluttering like waves.

A cool breeze flooded the Central Plains and hit people's cheeks.

The purple skirt swayed slightly in the air, and with the slight sound of bird flapping wings, Aruina jumped and stepped onto the green tiles on the roof.

She stood pouring wine

The wine formed a line, which was slanted by the wind and fell right into the wine bowl below.

The foam of beer became denser and denser, but not a drop spilled on the hand holding the bowl.

Zhou Yi drank another bowl and invited her to chat.

Aruina moved the empty wine jar away, sat down more than a foot away from him, and bent her legs.

"I saw you were quite engrossed in studying the scriptures. Why are you here?"

The girl carried the wine jar and picked up a bowl to pour herself.

As he clinked glasses with Zhou Yi, his deep blue eyes reflected two streaks of frosty white: "You sit alone, drinking by yourself. The autumn wind seems to have grown colder."

"Come up and have a few drinks with you."

Zhou Yi noticed her gaze, so he pinched his frost-white hair with two fingers and smoothed it to the end.

"Looking at this?"

"Something went wrong with your training?"

"My cousin still cares about me."

Hearing him say this, Aruina drank the wine in one gulp, and the worry in her eyes disappeared.

Then he used his fire power to evaporate all the alcohol.

It was impossible to see a hint of wine red on her face.

"Waste, waste"

Zhou Yi sighed twice.

Unfortunately, Yina still ignored him as usual. She didn't like drinking very much and it could be said that she had no pleasure in it at all.

Naturally, I didn't feel anything about Zhou Yi's words.

"Those with extraordinary martial arts skills never show signs of age. Take the Yin Queen, for example. Even after reaching her seventies, she still looks youthful and youthful."

"My two tufts of gray hair are just from overworking. After two days of practicing, I can make up for it."

“Actually, this is a good thing.”

Zhou Yi changed the subject, attracting her attention.

"Because it has been confirmed in advance that my skills can reverse aging. In another seventy or eighty years, I will still look the same as I do now."

For women, this is an irresistible temptation.

"Your martial arts are very profound, perhaps even better than that of the Subhārakān. It's a pity that I can't practice them."

Aruina couldn't help but look in the direction of the two little Taoist boys.

She picked up the wine jar again and poured him some wine: "Do you have any ideas, cousin?"

"There's no way for now, but maybe I can figure it out. Until then, keep studying the classics."

If someone else said this, given her martial arts attainments, she would definitely sneer at him.

But the girl didn't say it, but she admired her cousin very much in her heart.

Even if he is a great master, if we put aside his current skills and talk about talent, it is impossible to compare with him.

After carefully studying "Laozi Xianger Zhu", she finally discovered a shocking secret.

Although the Taiping Dao's treasured book is marvelous, like other Taoist texts, it does not clearly display martial arts.

The so-called Taiping Hongbao turned out to be a figment of the imagination.

But the fifth strange book still exists.

And it was created bit by bit under her witness.

Huangdi's teacher Guangchengzi created the secret of immortality. The secret revealed by the fifth strange book may be even greater than the secret of immortality. She has already discovered the two small changes.

That is to say

His talent even surpasses Guangchengzi.

Such a cousin really makes people admire him a little.

As she poured the wine, she raised her eyes slightly, and in the swirling of the wine foam, she saw the two strands of frosty white hair, like reeds covered with white dew, shaking ripples in the calm lake of her heart.

The clear spring under the moonlight will touch even the most indifferent heart.

However, the most indifferent man in the Sui Dynasty reminded him in an unromantic tone:

"Cousin, the wine is spilled."

As soon as he said that, Aruina raised her hand suddenly, and the wine spilled even more, flowing down his arm and wetting his chest.

Zhou Yi waved his hand casually without blaming him.

After all, that is the permanent allure of youth.

He raised the wine bowl, drank half of it, and poured the other half onto his clothes.

It seemed to be saying, I spilled it myself, don't blame my cousin.

Aruyina looked away and changed the subject: "Your skills have improved again, and your aura has changed a lot. I can't control it as freely as you can."

"It's okay."

Zhou Yi's breath of alcohol was swept away by the wind:

"There are at least dozens of people in the world who have this ability. I used to be standing, but now I reluctantly sit down and eat with them."

"You are much younger than them."

The girl was about to say something else when she suddenly looked towards the mountain path.

Zhou Yi nodded at her, and the two of them came down from the roof together.

His cousin took the wine away, and he changed his clothes at the speed of light.

When they returned to the main hall, a tall and straight disciple, his whole body surging with external Qi, stepped forward and announced:

"Master, Gang Leader Qiu is here."

"please."

After Qiu Wenzhong entered the temple, he was about to pay his respects in the Huang Lao Hall when he saw the abbot who had not appeared for more than a month.

His temperament has changed drastically, and just from his appearance, he gives people a sense of mellowness and mystery that is beyond his age.

Every tiny movement fits in with everything in the hall.

There is no other person in Nanyang County who can embody the spirit of martial arts so calmly.

"Guanzhu."

Qiu Wenzhong was excited, feeling that Nanyang had finally settled down in the eyes of the world.

This makes him look forward to the future even more.

"sit."

Zhou Yi asked him to sit down: "Why did you come here in person? Is there something important?"

Qiu Wenzhong quickly sorted out his thoughts and emotions and replied:

"At the end of last year, the Gray Clothes Gang recruited a new member. Seeing that he was a scholar with some talent, I arranged for him to work in a silk shop that was doing average business. Unexpectedly, after a few months, the silk shop's business revived and became even more prosperous."

"Feeling that he was capable, after investigating his identity, they brought him to the gang's headquarters to work as a clerk."

"A few months passed"

Qiu Wenzhong paused for a moment and said, "I was just testing him at first, but gradually I discovered that his ability to handle gang affairs was even better than mine."

"After several verifications, it turned out to be true."

"After hesitating for a while, I finally brought him here."

"It's a waste for such a talent to stay in my gang."

After hearing this, Zhou Yi did not ask the man's identity, but nodded happily to Qiu Wenzhong.

"Your father doesn't know you well enough."

"The Wen Zhong he mentioned is not as outstanding as he is."

Qiu Wenzhong smiled modestly, thinking that he had done nothing wrong.

If you waste talented people because of jealousy, that would be a low point.

"Please see this gentleman."

"Yes, I'll bring him in right away."

At the entrance of Wuzhuang Temple, there stood a scholar in his thirties. He had delicate eyebrows, straight eyes, a straight nose, and five long beards.

At this moment, a pair of eyes filled with divine light were looking at the Crane Fairy outside the Wuzhuang Temple with curiosity.

During the time I spent in Nanyang, I gradually got to know the strengths and weaknesses of this place.

I also know that there are deeper figures behind the Gray Gang.

However, looking at several muscular men who had cultivated strong qi near the gate of the temple, he was still a little surprised.

The atmosphere of this Taoist temple is very different from what I imagined.

I guess this is the unique preference of a strange person in the world.

Hearing footsteps coming from inside, he straightened his expression.

The leader of the Gray Gang still needs to be informed before entering the door. This one point alone is enough to tell you that the person inside has a unique identity.

"Mr. Xu, please."

"Thank you very much."

At this moment, Qiu Wenzhong no longer concealed it and whispered a reminder:

"Mr. Xu, please remember that everything in Nanyang depends on the master's words."

The scholar and Qiu Wenzhong looked at each other, their eyes gleaming with a gleam, and they thought to themselves, so that's how it is.

At the same time, there is more vigilance.

Knowing such a secret is like entering a dangerous place.

How could Yang Dalongtou be convinced by just kindness?

As Qiu Wenzhong entered the hall, the scholar saw the man and felt even deeper than Qiu Wenzhong.

This is not the first time the two have met!

"Guanzhu."

"Oh, friend, it's you."

Zhou Yi thought of his trip to Huai'an, when he was having dinner at a butcher's shop and met a down-and-out gangster.

The scholar stepped forward, bowed, and said with a smile:

"That day, Xu Xingzhi received a meal of wine, but he never imagined that it was actually a gift from the temple master."

Xu Xingzhi bowed repeatedly, marveling at the wonder in his heart.

Zhou Yi didn't rush to ask who the visitor was just now, but when he heard the name, he stepped forward and pulled him to sit down.

"Mr. Xu, please take a seat."

This is a genius military strategist!

We met briefly in the world, and now we meet again, so it’s only natural to be a little enthusiastic.

This was the first time Xu Xingzhi received courtesy in Nanyang, and it was given by the overlord of Nanyang. Although he had traveled all over the world and had a wide range of knowledge, he felt very excited at this moment.

Qiu Wenzhong on the side was even more surprised. He didn't expect that they had met before.

As if he had noticed the master's attitude, Qiu Wenzhong had no curiosity and said goodbye directly:

"Master, Mr. Xu is here. I will go back and take care of the gang's affairs first."

"Go ahead."

Zhou Yi responded and asked the bodyguard to take him down the mountain.

"Why did you pretend to be down and out in Huai'an that day?"

Detailed explanation of the virtual line:

"I'm originally from Jingling. I've been traveling around the martial arts world before. A month after returning to my hometown, I received an invitation from Fang Daoyuan, the right vanguard of Duba Villa, to serve as a clerk under him."

"I heard the news from the Dangyang caravan and learned about the changes in Nanyang."

"Out of curiosity, I put Fang Daoyuan's invitation aside and went to Nanyang first to take a look."

"Xu has some superficial insights, and since he knows a bit of martial arts, it shouldn't be difficult for him to join the major factions. However, he won't be able to see the perspective of ordinary people in Nanyang."

“So I pretended to be a down-and-out Jianghu person, looking from the bottom up to see what Nanyang really looked like.”

Having said this, he looked at Zhou Yi, feeling quite surprised:

"I never expected that I would meet the person I most wanted to see in Nanyang in Huai'an."

"But when I saw the Master today, I felt that he was even more elegant than before."

At this time, two little Taoist boys brought tea, and Zhou Yi said:

"It's not really elegant, just a bit weathered."

When he said this, Xu Xingzhi looked up and suddenly felt suffocated.

A young man with gray hair and an unfathomable temperament, with two spiritual Taoist children standing behind him, one on his left and one on his right.

The three of them seemed to merge with the statue of Huang Laoer.

Looking at the hall again, there is the "Taiping Divine Sword Ode".

In this atmosphere, seeing Zhanlu on the divine sword, Xu Xingzhi seemed to feel a great sword energy.

He traveled all over the world, visited Buddhist temples and Taoist temples, and also interacted with many heroes in the world.

But I have never experienced such a scene.

With just one glance, he predicted that the place where the dragon rises might shock the whole country one day in the future.

Thinking of this, and everything in Nanyang, Xu Xingzhi no longer wanted to go back to Jingling.

At the same time, he left no room for retreat and asked directly:

"I wonder what the master's identity is?"

"You want to know?"

"think."

Zhou Yi didn't say anything, and the two Taoist children seemed to understand.

Xia Shu said, "Senior Brother studied under Master Huang, and his teachings were passed down from generation to generation. He is the first successor of the Taiping Dao."

Yan Qiu said: "It is the modern Taiping Heavenly Master."

The three of them looked at Xu Xingzhi at the same time. Even though he was as upset as a mountain, he couldn't look them in the eye at this moment.

Feeling that Military Advisor Xu was under too much pressure, Zhou Yi sent the two children away.

These two kids practiced his Tianshi Random Thoughts, which naturally matched his temperament.

The three of them standing together, the aura they exuded was truly astonishing.

Xu Xingzhi needs to digest this huge information based on the situation in Nanyang.

After finishing a cup of tea, he came back to his senses and fully understood the situation behind Nanyang.

It turns out that the master of the temple has this identity.

Then everything in Nanyang can be explained.

Xu Xingzhi also felt a surge of relief, as if the clouds and fog had dispersed and he could see everything clearly.

He suddenly looked serious, his eyes glaring, "Xu has something unpleasant to say."

"But it's okay."

"The Heavenly Master has long been famous throughout the Central Plains. The news of the great treasures of peace has even reached the palace, and many martial artists from all over the world have heard of it."

“Therefore.”

"Don't stay in Nanyang! Otherwise, you will be killed sooner or later, and your relatives and friends will be in trouble too."

Zhou Yi did not interrupt, Xu Xingzhi continued:

"If the Sui Dynasty loses the deer, the Heavenly Master will chase it. We must also take our time and plan slowly. If we act too hastily, we will be the king's vanguard, giving others an advantage."

Zhou Yi said, "Sir, what good advice do you have?"

Xu Xingzhi didn't speak immediately. After thinking for a while, he said, "Tianshi must find a way to take Xiangyang. The backbone of the world must be controlled in his own hands."

"There is no war in Bashu. It is controlled by several major martial arts forces. These forces are just watching the world, waiting for a wise leader. We must make them take the same attitude as Yang Dalongtou."

"I don't know how the Heavenly Master interacts with the Taoist community."

"If the Taoist sect stands on the side of the Heavenly Master, this will be the entry point for the Bashu martial arts world, because Yuan Tiangang, the Taoist master, is in Bashu."

"The Heavenly Master will also use Nanyang as a base to make friends with heroes from all over the world."

"Once we control Nanyang, Xiangyang, and Bashu, and then take the Eastern Capital, we can use this to seal off Guanzhong and control the upper reaches of the Yangtze and Huaihe Rivers. Then we can raise the banner, use the momentum to drive the others to follow, and attract the thirty-six generals. Then we can accomplish great things."

He glanced at Zhou Yi, waiting for his answer.

Zhou Yi saw that Xu Xingzhi was a little excited, and said:

"I have some friends in the Taoist sect, so it's no problem for me to make friends with Yuan Tiangang, but it's difficult to use him to persuade Bashu."

"No problem."

Xu Xingzhi smiled: "The Heavenly Master has a great advantage, that is, he has such a powerful skill at such a young age. At least in the Taoist sect, there is no one else like him."

"The number one person in the Taoist sect in the future will undoubtedly be the Heavenly Master."

"People in the martial arts world only care about fists. Even the martial arts judge of Bashu Duzun Fort has to admit this."

"Moreover, Tianshi has another entry point, which is the power of yin and yang."

Zhou Yi understood: "You want me to go find Tongtian Shenlao."

"Exactly!"

Xu Xingzhi perked up: "Tongtian Shenlao has a disciple named Sina, who is one of the four leaders of the Ba League. The three major forces in Bashu are Duzun Fort, the Sichuan Gang, and the Ba League."

"As long as we get the approval of Tongtian Shenlao, we will be ahead in the Ba League."

Zhou Yi has already imagined the scene of going out to the underworld with Tongtian Shenlao, ringing bells to summon spirits, which is so beautiful.

Xu Xingzhi found his groove and was about to talk about the changes after the siege of Yanmen, but was interrupted by Zhou Yi:

"Mr. Xu, don't be anxious."

"You don't know much about my situation, so you can go ask Chen Laomou first. If you have any ideas later, it's not too late to bring them up."

"One more thing."

Zhou Yi stared at him intently. "My situation is far from as good as you think. It's even fraught with danger. Mr. Xu, do you really want to join me?"

"I've been traveling around the world and feel that Nanyang is a rare peaceful place, and it's also in the center of chaos."

"This is all thanks to Yang Dalongtou."

Xu Xing said: "Yang Dalongtou is such a righteous man, he is convinced by the Heavenly Master, so why should I think about it?"

"I came here from Jingling to do something."

"I've known Nanyang before, and now I've met the Heavenly Master. I won't look back."

He clasped his fists and bowed deeply, like a counselor meeting his lord.

Zhou Yi stood up and helped him up, saying with a smile, "Mr. Xu, this is my Zifang."

Xu Xingzhi was happy in his heart, but he had not achieved anything, so he did not dare to listen to the instructions.

Suddenly remembering something about Jingling's hometown, he casually asked:

"Does the Master know anyone at Pegasus Ranch?"

Zhou Yi nodded: "I have some correspondence with the mall owner."

Xu Xingzhi asked hurriedly, "Is it about the warhorse business?"

"No, just chatting about letters and discussing food."

Um? !

Xu Xingzhi was so shocked that he took a step back. As a native of Jingling, he knew Pegasus Ranch very well.

The owner of the mountain city is famous for being self-admiring, so why would he discuss private matters with others in letters?

At this time, he glanced at his lord's face and was overjoyed.

He hurriedly said:

"Pegasus Mountain City is extremely wealthy, with dozens of horse caravans under its command. Its business covers all of the nine provinces. It has horses and soldiers, and is well-connected and safe. All the major forces in the world want to be on good terms with it."

"I have a brilliant idea that I would like to present to the Heavenly Master."

Zhou Yi said, "Mr. Xu, teach me."

Xu Xingzhi's expression was meticulous: "The Heavenly Master should enter the game with his own body. He can get both the beauty and the mountain city. Isn't it wonderful?"

Zhou Yi listened but smiled without saying anything.

He invited Xu Xing to have dinner with him, and then sent someone to take him to find Chen Laomou.

With the outbreak of the Siege of Yanmen, the emperor lost his power and the world became even more chaotic.

Chen Laomou and others were also ready to make a move.

However, Zhou Yi was not in a hurry at all, and he meditated and practiced peacefully on the mountain.

Now he has refined the three levels of Dantian: Huangting, Jinlu and Guanyuan.

Plus the already opened Tanzhong acupoint.

He has already refined his spirit and mastered the "earth" in the dual cultivation of sex and life, but there is only one ancestral orifice left, the one between his eyebrows, which he cannot open.

But the true energy in the whole body has been refined and refined to the spiritual level, and can control and send one's own momentum freely.

The foundation is extremely deep.

Grandma Dugu's practice notes helped him shorten a lot of time spent on trial and error.

I practiced in the temple for another day.

Zhou Yi's frosty white hair turned black again, and he returned to his years, which was miraculous.

I finally understand why those masters can stay young.

On the fourth day of Xu Xing's beauty trap, Zhou Yi received an urgent report from Xiangyang, and his brows suddenly turned cold.

Then I picked up my sword and called my cousin to go down the mountain to sketch.

North of Xiangyang City.

A wooden boat had just reached the Baihe River when the man on the boat thought the upstream speed was too slow, so he jumped across the river in one step and walked away in a breath.

We stayed at a Yedian near Xinye that day.

The next day at dawn, we headed towards Nanyang.

He walked along the main road, seemingly leisurely, but his white, beardless face was filled with gloom.

The final decision on Nanyang was made by Bian Bufu.

Naturally, he was responsible for the huge loss.

I can't swallow this anger no matter what.

How could a mere Taoist descendant endure such a great humiliation?

However, Mr. Zhou sighed that this group of people had indeed left him with some trauma.

He enjoyed himself in Xiangyang for a while, and only after enduring the aftermath of the turmoil between the Xieji Sect and the Yingui Sect did he leave the city.

Bian Bufu didn't know that he went to the Zuo family in Yanyang in a high-profile manner that day.

His image had already been found by someone interested.

At this moment, Bian Bufu dressed up as a scholar again, showing the charm of a mature man all the way. He also held a folding fan in his hand and walked unsteadily on the bluestone avenue.

With his status and position, it is difficult to tell others that he went to cause trouble for a Taoist disciple.

but,

He has never been one to care about reputation.

This time, only by bringing the young man's head back to Xiangyang can the lost prestige be restored.

There is a pavilion outside Xinye City, and in the pavilion there is an inscription left by the descendants of Deng Yu, the leader of the Twenty-Eight Generals of Yuntai.

After passing this pavilion, there is a small hill only three miles away.

There are many wild inns at the foot of the hill, with wine flags fluttering.

Some time ago, many businessmen and travelers stopped here to rest. The place was bustling with the sounds of donkeys, horses, and people.

However.

After several gangs of thieves condoned by Qian Duguan looted the place, the owners of several shops were unable to defeat the bandits, and many of them died. Their businesses were also looted and smashed, so they had to move to other places to do business.

As soon as Bian Bufu arrived here, he couldn't help but frown slightly.

In the early morning mist, a man and a woman were resting here.

In the dilapidated hotel in front, a man and a woman were drinking on a table with the corners cut off by a sharp knife.

Bian Bufu didn't intend to pay attention, but

After glancing at the girl, lustful light flashed in his eyes. He put away his fan and walked up to her with a sneer on his face.

How could he care about two juniors?

Bian Bufu ignored the somewhat familiar young man and looked at the girl with more imposing aura.

At this time, he waved his folding fan and said in a rather chic manner: "Miss, how about having a drink with me?"

He stood under the bloodstained straw hut, relaxed, and exuded a powerful aura.

He waved his folding fan slightly, and the whole straw hut was shaking. There was a smile on his handsome face, which made people see his unique charm as the master of the magic sect.

His eyes stared at the girl, flashing with an evil light.

This is a method of bewitching the mind and confusing the spirit derived from the art of collecting and replenishing energy. When he opens his mouth to speak, his true energy connects with his spirit, and the subtle true energy combines with his spirit, which is something that ordinary people cannot resist at all.

Ordinary girls would have long fallen into his charm, undressing and allowing him to take advantage of them.

Bian Bufu was suspicious.

The speed of shaking the folding fan in your hand increases:

"I not only have a good alcohol tolerance, but I also know how to appreciate beautiful women. This young man cannot compare to me."

Just as he was about to say something dirty, the girl raised her hand and poured the wine in the bowl at him.

The fan swept across like a phantom, and the wine splashed in the air was gathered by his swirling force, without a drop falling. The wine formed a line and turned into a wine line along the fan.

Bian Bufu opened his mouth and was about to swallow the wine into his throat.

As the young man lifted the bowl, the wine spilled all over the bowl.

“Da da da~!”

The straw hut was riddled with holes from the wine. Although Bian Bufu failed to drink the first sip of wine, he was unharmed. The wine, which could penetrate a half-foot-thick straw hut, could not break his paper fan.

Even a few drops of wine were dodged by him with his superb body skills.

The Demon Sect Grandmaster's composure was evident.

"You little bastard, you actually disturbed me while I was drinking wine with a beautiful woman. For this alone, I will kill you ten times."

"You? Are you worthy?"

The young man raised his bowl as he spoke. The girl next to him had a murderous look on her face, but she was extremely accommodating to the young man. She picked up the wine jar obediently and poured him some wine.

This scene made Mr. Bian so angry that his ears were hot.

These two people are quite extraordinary. They can withstand his magic sound. They are at least top-notch masters in the world.

But he had never been provoked like this before, and his murderous intent and anger were completely aroused.

Hundreds of ways to torture people flashed through my mind in an instant.

"Okay, you'll regret it later."

He laughed angrily, closed his fan, and passed under the straw hut, leaving a shadow that was difficult to capture with the naked eye. He gathered his energy on the fan and poked it towards the young man.

Zhou Yi smiled coldly and gave his cousin a look.

The girl jumped out of the big hole on the roof of the hotel with the wine in her arms, cutting off her retreat.

At this time, Bian Bufu took the initiative to attack, and it would not be so easy for him to leave.

Bian Bufu realized their little trick and showed a look of amusement and disdain.

He gathered his Qi on the fan, ready to kill.

The wine and the porcelain bowl were splashed over again, and the true energy on the bowl was like a wind wall. The wine and the true energy could not be splashed over, and the porcelain bowl shattered with a snap.

The tip of the fan is approaching the throat!

Zhou Yi put his fingers together like swords and faced the grandmaster's true strength with his physical body!

From the fingertips to the arms, there was a layer of flowing true energy. When it touched the fan, although it was not as thick as the other one, it was extremely refined and dense.

Bian Bufu's fan force was broken immediately.

He was secretly surprised. The chain fan technique was advanced one after another. After nineteen blows of the bone fan, the violent gust of wind had already smashed the broken wooden table into pieces.

Zhou Yi flew both hands, overlapping with the fan shadow, simultaneously dispelling and striking, and extinguishing all the strong winds.

The two of them used their true energy one after another, continuously, turning the wood chips into smoke and causing the entire hotel to collapse!

"The Daoist Ancestor's true teaching, the Ziwu Gang Method?"

"No! This isn't Old Monster Zuo's technique. Who are you?!"

Bian Bufu became more and more shocked as the fight went on. This young man had practiced profound internal skills, and his true energy had transformed into罡. His attack and killing methods were extremely fierce and brave, and he could actually compete with him head-on.

Suddenly I realized

The opponent's aura can be released and received freely, and his vitality and spirit have become so refined that he can be calm during the exchange, thus achieving the exquisite skill of turning decay into magic.

Anyone who can do this in the martial arts world is a martial arts master.

He was clearly full of murderous intent towards himself, but he was able to completely hide it.

These methods are not weaker than his at all.

This is a trap for him!

He reacted and became alert. Saving his life was his top priority. He didn't care about the dignity of the master of the demon sect and wanted to escape immediately!

At this moment,

A blazing sword energy gathered on him from outside. The girl disappeared, but she was staring at him all the time.

The sword energy was drawn but not released, and Bian Buhuixin cried out in disbelief.

We can only beat this guy back first!

With a snap, the paper fan shattered. Bian Bufu took out the double rings and smashed them down with overwhelming force. The surrounding wood chips were pressed into a wave-like ripple that swept in all directions.

Such a powerful true energy is the result of his unreserved release of true energy.

“Dang~~!!”

A long sword filled with true energy blocked the double rings.

The power shot out with a bang, centered around the two of them. Bian Bufu's decades of true energy was more powerful, but Zhou Yi's true energy was purer than his.

Moreover, in the contest of momentum between the two sides, Bian Bufu, the master of the Demon Sect, was suppressed.

Therefore, the calmness on the middle-aged man's face completely disappeared.

But the young man showed his charm and smiled.

"Big pervert Bian, how did you get the name Demon Hidden?"

"The Demon Sect's Hermit, is this all you can do?"

"Compared to you, I am more like a hermit."

Bian Bufu was extremely angry: "Don't be so presumptuous, you little bastard! When I was wandering around the martial arts world, your mother was still in her womb."

"You've been in this world for nothing. Just wait till you die."

"Look who's dead!"

He roared, but his body exploded backwards like a cannonball.

If Zhou Yi showed any defensiveness, he would be deceived by this old monster from the Demon Sect.

He swung his sword, and the sword energy of Lihuo rushed out.

In an instant, the scorching fire wave cut off Bian Bufu's retreat!

By the time Zhou Yi mastered this profound art, it had reached perfection.

Bian Bufu had nowhere to retreat and was locked in by the hidden sword energy, unable to escape!

"You're asking for death, little brat!"

He roared, and finally used his best tricks to deal with the girl.

The magic rings on both hands emitted a strange wave.

The spirit of the major orifices in his body connected with his subtle true energy, and his magic power was no longer reserved.

The double rings worked in conjunction, one on each side, and actually incorporated a bit of Zhou Yi's strength into his own strength, leveraging that strength to generate power, making it continuous.

Old Zhou sighed and was not afraid of this move, because his internal strength was too powerful and it was difficult to use up all his true energy.

No matter how powerful a youngster is, he will be trapped by his evil heart!

Bian Bufu used his magic power to dance with two rings, and the shadows of the rings overlapped one after another.

As Zhou Yi was defending himself, he continued to devour his strength.

This force became stronger and stronger, and Bian Bufu's breath would not be interrupted from beginning to end, and there was no flaw wherever the magic ring passed.

No matter how fast Zhou Yi's swordsmanship was, it was impossible to penetrate him.

Bian Bufu exerted his strength like flying, and suddenly two rings flew out and hit Zhou Yi in the face, creating nine afterimages in the air. Each ring shadow made a different sound of breaking wind, targeting the major acupoints such as the center of the eyebrows, throat, and Tanzhong!

Zhou Yi didn't even blink, unperturbed by the demonic shadow, until the first silver ring was three inches away from his face.

The sword energy of Lihuo poured out, and the melting edge was not able to withstand the force. The tip of the sword lightly touched the inner ring pattern of the first ring, and with the force, the first ring flew back and collided with the shadow of the second ring.

Bian Bufu's pupils suddenly shrank. He had clearly calculated that his opponent would dodge to the right, but how could he have expected that this sword would go straight to the core of his body?

What was even more surprising was that before the sword's force was exhausted, Zhou Yi pointed his toes and approached like a wild goose skimming over the water. The sword drew a semi-arc of the moon, sweeping away all the remaining seven rings of force!

Old Demon Bian was startled and pulled his hands back.

He used the double rings to block the sword and used the Demon Heart Chain again.

At this time, he felt the sword energy approaching from outside, but Bian Bufu was not afraid. Instead, he waited for the sword energy to attack.

At that time, he borrowed Zhou Yi's strength to strike the sword energy, and was able to encircle the two of them, leaving a gap.

In this case, it would be a dream to pursue him again.

If the girl hadn't attacked, the young man in front of him would have been unable to withstand his extraordinary feat.

Bian Bufu blocked the sword again and again, thinking he had a sure win.

However.

He suddenly felt suffocated!

Originally, with two rings in hand, the spirit and true energy were combined, and everything went smoothly.

However, the power exerted by the two rings in the left and right hands was unbalanced!

He created eight phantoms in succession, and the feeling became stronger and stronger.

Suddenly, something incredible was discovered.

This young man is actually using two different kinds of Taoist mystical powers!

The other party was multitasking, forcing him to do the same.

The terrible thing is that the other party can skillfully manipulate two kinds of true qi, but he can't do it at all.

The force changes back and forth, causing the originally flawless Demon Heart Chain to gradually reveal loopholes!

Bian Bufu had already seen his opponent's mocking sneer.

His heart suddenly tightened and his whole momentum suddenly dropped. This time, he was in trouble.

Bian Bufu roared and rolled up all the broken grass and wood chips around him. Zhou Yi used the Lihuo sword technique to the limit and suddenly turned into the Wind God without a trace.

At this time, the burning smell has not dissipated yet, and the wind adds fuel to the fire, rolling away from the fire!

In an instant!

All the dry sawdust from the straw hut was ignited, and under the sword energy of the Wind God Lihuo, it turned into a ring that circled around Zhou Yi.

Facing the series of flaws of Demon Heart, he became as fast as a flowing blade and slashed out with the sword energy of Wind God Lihuo!

The chain of evil hearts shattered in an instant!

The magical power of the old demon Bian and his lifelong sin and pride all turned into nothing in the flying fireworks.

The sword light broke through the true energy and left a deep sword wound on his chest.

Zhou Yi slashed with his sword, and Bian Bufu, regardless of everything, ran away frantically the moment his ring was broken and injured.

However,

Another blazing sword energy blocked his retreat.

Aruina stopped Bian Bufu with a sword. Given his current condition and the fact that he was only concerned with escaping, he couldn't even withstand the girl's sword energy.

With a loud "boom"!

Bian Bufu was stabbed in the back and fell from the air.

As soon as he landed, he slapped the ground with his palm, then kicked his legs and rushed out like a cannonball, avoiding the girl.

Aruina had not expected him to be so cunning.

"Bian Bufu, since you want to find me, why run away?"

The man in white flew through the air, cutting through the wind, and stepped on the cannonball that Bian Bufu had transformed into.

Bian Bufu was still flying, but Zhou Yi used his extraordinary lightness skills to step on his back and control him to fly.

"It's you!"

When Bian Bufu shouted this, Zhou Yi stepped on him from mid-air.

He stretched out his hand and the true energy flowed into his Zhiyang acupoint.

Turn over and press his Danzhong point again.

The Ren and Du meridians were completely blocked.

Bian Bufu roared in despair, "How dare you kill me? How could the Queen of Yin let you go?!"

"Everyone in your Taoist temple will be killed."

"Threatening me?"

Zhou Yi's face was cold: "The Queen of Yin can't kill me, but how dare she destroy my Taoist temple?"

"If it was just a previous grudge, with the Queen of Yin here today, I might have spared your life."

"But, old pervert, your foul words have polluted my ears and irritated me even more."

"Even if the Queen of Yin is in front of you right now, you will die."

Aruina stood quietly by the side. She was originally angry, but now she suddenly calmed down.

Bian Bufu panicked, and his mature charm was no longer visible.

"This is just wishful thinking on your part. If you kill me, this sect will never let you go. Let me go today, and we will keep our distance. I swear I will never set foot in Nanyang again."

"You think too highly of yourself."

"Besides, who would know I killed you?"

Zhou Yi pointed to both sides and said, "Didn't you notice that no one passed by this place this morning?"

"so."

Zhou Yi stretched out a hand in front of Bian Budi, and the Taoist mysterious power suddenly turned into pure magic power.

In an instant, the devilish flames rose.

Bian Bufu was completely dumbfounded.

This is extremely pure magic power, this aura of the Heavenly Demon Strategy martial arts.

The greatest mystery, this, this is the Tao. The Great Method of Planting Demons in the Dao Heart!

His eyes widened, filled with terror, as he stared at Zhou Yi: "You...you are the contemporary Evil Emperor!!"

"Yes, so what does Shengji Sect's killing you have to do with my Wuzhuang Temple?"

"No, don't kill me~~!"

Before Old Demon Bian could utter the next word, Zhou Yi had already pressed the pure magic power into his life and death acupoint.

His whole body was shaking violently and he died with his eyes open.

All of Bian Bufu's wounds were covered with evil spirits.

No matter how you look at it, it all comes from magic.

After doing all this, Zhou Yi wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go. I'm exhausted too."

"I almost broke this guy's chain of evil hearts."

Aruina said, "But he was the one who died."

"If you're not here, I can't keep him."

"If the Grandmaster wants to leave, few can stop him. If your skills are not enough, adding me will not make any difference to the outcome."

Aruina added, "However, he is the most ruthless Grandmaster I have ever met. If he were to meet the Great Venerable Mother of Goodness, he would probably be so cautious that he wouldn't dare to use a single move."

"There's nothing wrong with that. If he hadn't been careful, he would have been killed long ago."

Zhou Yi followed her words and said in frustration, "It seems that my skills are far from that of a great master."

Upon hearing this, the girl ran to get back the jar of wine that she had brought out.

He handed it to Zhou Yi again: "It's far, but it's only a matter of time before you surpass him."

Zhou Yi smiled and took the wine: "Don't you like drinking?"

"Yes, but you must be feeling pretty good right now, and maybe you need it."

Zhou Yi stared at the wine jar, then smashed it with a palm.

The wine splashed into the air, and both of them were drenched by the falling wine.

The girl's hair was wet and stuck to her cheeks. There were traces of alcohol on her face, revealing an exotic and peerless charm.

But she turned her head and glared at him: "Cousin, what are you playing at again?"

“It’s called sketching.”

"Today's theme is People in the Rain. Go back and paint. Remember to add two circles of broken sunlight."

"Why?"

"That means I broke the chain of evil hearts of old demon Bian, as a commemoration."

Looking at the young man in white beside her, who closed his eyes and opened his arms romantically, a smile flashed in the girl's dark blue eyes.

The old demon Bian, who died with his eyes open, was watching all this.

He is a lustful demon, unable to appreciate this beauty

…

It was the third day since Bian Budi met the Evil Emperor.

"Bian Bufu is dead."

Yun Caiwen's cold words ignited the atmosphere in Xiangyang Zangqing Pavilion.

"What!"

Everyone in the Yingui Sect could no longer sit still.

At this time, two women who had sex with Old Demon Bian in the past came into the lobby carrying a door panel.

Wen Caiting, Elder Xia, Bai Qing'er, Qian Duguan and others all gathered around.

This person who died with his eyes open is indeed Bian Bushu!

Kanan stood aside indifferently: "How did he die?"

"He left the city alone and headed towards Nanyang."

Yun Caiwen said, "I heard him say a while ago that he seemed to be going to cause trouble at Wuzhuang Monastery, but ended up running into people from the Xieji Sect."

"There's still some Qi remaining in his Danzhong acupoint. You'll know once you explore it."

Wen Caiting reached out her hand and tried it out: "That's right, it really is someone from the Xieji Sect."

"but."

"Even if Senior Brother Bian is no match for Zhou Laotan, if he wants to leave, how can the people of Xieji Sect keep him?"

"He was injured before and after, and faced more than one opponent."

Elder Yun added, "It seems that the people from the Xieji Sect have been monitoring Xiangyang."

"I advised him not to take the risk, but he insisted on dying. There's nothing anyone can do."

Kanan was about to speak.

Suddenly she heard footsteps and quickly made way. All the people from the Yingui Sect threw Bian Bufu aside.

"metropolitan!"

A woman walked out from behind the screen. She looked only a few years older than Kankan and was full of youthfulness.

Her face was half covered by a veil, her eyes were as black as ink and full of spirit. Even the exposed face was graceful and full of intoxicating charm.

The woman stretched out her hand slightly, and spatial fluctuations suddenly appeared.

Under the pull of the spatial stance, Bian Bufu's body slowly stood up and moved towards Yin Hou.

She grabbed the magic energy in Bian Bufu's Danzhong acupoint of life and death through the air and took it into her palm.

Soon, the aura dissipated.

"Master, is this really the work of the Evil Extreme Sect?"

The Queen of Yin said calmly, "Except for the method of cultivating demons, I can't think of any true energy that can remain in him for so long."

She moved her fingers slightly, and Bian Bufu's eyelids were pulled closed by the force of space.

Now, he finally died in peace.

"Bury him."

"yes!"

…

(End of this chapter)