Chapter 88: Feast in the Demon Cave

The bright moon is full, the evening clouds are dispersing, and the night is as bright as the day.

The silver light splashed on the ground, and the grass and dew were covered with a thin layer of frost. The elite members of the Tuanjiang School walked lightly in the southwest suburbs, startling a few fireflies.

Zou Ding relaxed his mind, watching the fireflies flickering, then looked up at the moon.

"Brother Chengzhi, which moon in Guanzhong is rounder than this one?"

Yuwen Chengzhi was very familiar with him and understood what he meant:

"Guanzhong is a mountainous region. Brother Zou practices on the dragon vein of the Qinling Mountains. The trees block your view of the moon, so when you look at it, you often feel like a jade plate hanging from a pine tree. With a few more slanting branches, how can the moon be complete?"

Luo Changshou, deputy leader Yang Chengbi, Lion King Huo Yu, You Qiuyan, and several elders and protectors of the Tuanjiang Sect were all confused.

With a powerful enemy at our doorstep, how can we have the leisure to discuss the waxing and waning of the moon?

Zou Ding nodded: "That's why Master always said that martial arts should not be narrow-minded. To master martial arts is to master the world. He asked me to leave Guanzhong and not let the wild forests of Nanshan block my eyes."

Sect Leader Luo and others nodded secretly.

Yao Mao is worthy of being a martial arts master, and he has his own insights into spear techniques.

"but."

Zou Ding showed a look of disappointment and pointed towards the Black Stone Charity House in front of him:

"Master Luo, I'm afraid we'll find nothing. Not only are there no living people, but there's not even the rustling of a mouse."

"Your information is full of errors and omissions, or perhaps you have been tricked by someone from the Demon Sect."

"It's hilarious to see them recruiting so many people to work on a deserted charity cemetery. What's even funnier is that I was actually involved in it."

He showed a self-deprecating look, as if he felt that there was a stain on his martial arts path.

Yuwen Chengzhi still hoped that the Tuanjiang Clan could become a lackey of the Yuwen Clan like the Haisha Clan, so he gave Luo Zhangmen some face:

"The people of the Demon Sect are cunning and treacherous, but they lack courage."

"Master Luo gladly accepted the invitation, showing great courage. He is much more capable than the secretive demon sect members."

Luo Changshou looked at the charity cemetery right before his eyes, his brow furrowed with anger. "Master Chengzhi, let's go through the charity cemetery first."

"Surround them!"

"yes!"

Nearly four hundred elite members of the Tuanjiang faction surrounded the charity cemetery, and if the people inside had escaped, they would burn it down.

The rumors in the county town were then refuted.

The Lion King and You Qiuyan stood aside and saw that Luo Changshou had a gloomy face. They knew that he had to kill someone to vent his anger.

However, Master Luo's holding his breath has nothing to do with their Haisha Gang.

The two men were relieved to see that there was no unusual movement in Yizhuang.

The two looked at each other and then looked at Yuwen Chengzhi.

Next time, I must tell Master Chengzhi in advance that I can't just take a black car. It's not worth it to offend the Demon Sect for the Tuanjiang Sect.

Fortunately, nothing happened tonight.

The charity cemetery was surprisingly quiet, without a single sound of insects or birds.

The surroundings were quiet and suddenly seemed a little weird.

Fortunately, the Tuanjiang Sect has a large number of people. If one came here alone, he would probably be worried.

The ten-foot-high wind and fire wall of the charity cemetery was right in front of us, with vines climbing up and the red door half open.

Before Luo Changshou could take action, Zou Ding was the first to rush out.

He had said at the banquet that he would be the first to take action, so how could he break his promise? Even if there was only air in the charity cemetery, he should be the first to take a breath.

There was no need to move the spear. Zou Ding pressed his hands and a powerful force suddenly rushed towards the red gate.

With a crack, the door frame exploded and the wood collapsed.

There was a master named Pang Yu in the Li family in Guanzhong. He was proficient in "Taixu Cuo Shou". Pang Yu's teacher was acquainted with Zou Ding's master Yao Mao.

Therefore, this palm contains the Taixu palm power, which is really extraordinary!

The explosion at the red gate broke the dead silence in the charity cemetery.

With this palm, Zou Ding announced his arrival.

"Hahaha!"

He laughed loudly, leaped up, and rushed into the courtyard of the charity cemetery!

People outside saw it.

The extremely ferocious Zou Ding did not move after entering the courtyard of the charity cemetery. He looked up and around, as if he was "investigating" something.

Luo Changshou and others didn't have time to think about it.

Zou Ding has already taken the first bite of meat, and everyone must have some soup.

Luo Changshou, Yuwen Chengzhi, Yang Chengbi, the three elders of Tuanjiang, the Lion King, You Qiuyan and others all rushed into the charity cemetery.

As soon as you enter

These ferocious members of the Tuanjiang faction suddenly fell silent.

There were eight black coffins standing upside down on the east side of the blind paper horse. In front of the coffin forest, there were strange corpses with blood coming out of all seven orifices sitting cross-legged in meditation. Blood could be clearly seen.

However, everyone's noses were not working properly and they could not smell any blood at all.

Luo Changshou raised his eyes slightly following Zou Ding's gaze.

Suddenly his chest shrank as if someone was holding him down, and his heart had to pump out a large amount of blood to keep him breathing.

I finally understood why Zou Ding remained silent after entering the village.

At this moment, he was just like Zou Ding, not daring to move or speak.

Cold and solemn auras enveloped him from all directions.

The bright moonlight shone on the eight coffins. On the coffins were eight figures, all silent and motionless, just like eight dead bodies.

But this is not a dead person.

Instead, he completely blended himself into the night of the charity cemetery, making it difficult for others to notice him.

Those who have such skills in the martial arts world are all top-notch figures among the first-class people.

Only by returning to the innate state from the acquired, or practicing the innate method, can one control the breath so subtly.

Looking across the Nanyang County, only Yang Dalongtou, the leader of the eight major forces and numerous sects, has such power.

And such a person,

There were actually eight of them in the charity cemetery.

He didn't know any of these eight people, and he knew nothing about their methods.

Luo Changshou turned his eyes and saw a woman in a gorgeous palace dress. She seemed to be a concubine of the previous dynasty who had walked out of the imperial mausoleum. She was looking at the moon with a cold and sad look.

The corpse-faced man wearing the emperor's crown, full of death, was carefully wiping the giant scissors with a white cloth the size of a handkerchief.

The fat man in a monk's robe had eyes like two ghostly lights. He raised one hand on the coffin. In the dark night, his hand was red, with evil spirits steaming and dancing, and the moonlight bent it.

The slender woman was stroking a fiery red sword. The sword looked like it was made of fireflies, with flickering flames and all gorgeous colors.

Devil's Cave

This is a huge devil's cave!!

Luo Changshou's anger had mostly dissipated, and the wine he drank today refluxed up from his stomach and rolled down his throat, over and over again.

The Lion King of the Haisha Gang next to him has now become the 'Cat King'.

Because the zombie-faced man wearing a crown was staring at his head.

The Lion King thought he was low-key enough and didn't stand too close to the front, so he didn't know what was wrong with him.

His hair was messy and tangled enough, like a bunch of disordered weeds. If it were in the Yunshou Mountain Cemetery, the emperor would never tolerate such messiness.

Zou Ding looked at the strange man carrying the one-legged bronze man on his back, and he could no longer remember what heroic words he had said before.

He politely bowed to the eight people on the coffin and said, "My elders, my master is the Guanzhong spear master, Demon Spear Yan Pingzhao. I also have a close relationship with the Yuwen clan."

Yuwen Chengzhi said respectfully, "I am a descendant of the Yuwen clan. My father is Yu Wenhuaji, the Grand Commander of the Eastern Capital's Imperial Guards."

The two of them were thinking of retreating, but the woman in palace dress looking at the moon sneered:

"Is the moon rounder in Guanzhong or here?"

"here."

Yuwen Chengzhi said without hesitation: "A full moon is a perfect match for a beautiful woman. Now that you are here, there will be no moon rounder than the one tonight."

The woman in palace dress smiled and said, "You are very good at talking, Junior Brother, can you give me some face?"

Mr. Zhou sighed, "Of course, allow him to live another half hour."

“Okay, okay~~~~!!”

Yuwen Chengzhi's face changed color when he heard the voice, but the strange voice of the woman in palace dress had already sounded.

What makes the Demon Sect so fearful is its killing ability.

Especially for the weak,

Among the four major demon sects, the Meihuo Sect is the best at charming and magical skills. At this time, the Tuanjiang Sect was large in number and powerful, so she did not hold back at all.

The sensual and illusory music in the Evil Record of Confusing the Heart just rang out.

She immediately pulled out a nine-hole bone flute from her sleeve, placed it to her lips, and slowly played the "Ant Capture Magic".

This function uses the subtle true qi to communicate with the spirit in the orifice, directly piercing the opponent's Tinggong acupoint, causing the person to have the illusion of "thousands of ants drilling into the brain", thus causing the illusion of "limb swelling".

Once infected, the movements become slow.

The people of Tuanjiang Sect had never dealt with such evil power before and were instantly hit.

The other seven masters dodged without any reminder.

The momentum that had been restrained before suddenly collapsed and pressed down on the group of masters at the front!

A fiery red sword passed in front of Yang Chengbi, the deputy leader of the Tuanjiang Sect. While Yang Chengbi was resisting the demonic sound, he gathered his strength and raised his palm.

But as soon as the palm wind was formed, it was burned through by the fire sword, and then the sword pierced through the heart!

Yang Chengbi covered his heart and widened his eyes. This was a martial art he had never seen before.

His heart was instantly scorched by a surge of burning true energy, making him feel as dry as an endless desert. His consciousness fell into the desert, buried by a cloud of yellow sand.

The moment Yang Chengbi closed his eyes, he saw the zombie man holding a huge pair of scissors passing by him, and then the head of Huo Yu, the lion king of the Haisha Gang, flew high.

At that moment, his lion-like hair was flying, and he looked sad and majestic.

The emperor was pleased to have eliminated this thorn in his side, and he used the Five Emperors' mace to kill the crowd.

Luo Changshou completely forgot about revenge for his son, anger and face, and clearing out the demon's nest.

Now I just hope that I can live longer as my name implies.

run--!

After the devilish sound suddenly struck, Luo Changshou was a lucky man and was not hit by the first wave of attack.

Zou Ding is indeed worthy of being the grandmaster's disciple.

He practiced superior innate internal skills, so he could use subtlety to counter subtlety, and his ability to resist the devil's sound was far beyond that of ordinary people. He wielded his spear and fought head-on against the tyrannical old monster who was a one-legged bronze man!

The Demonic Spear Yan Pingzhao left Guanzhong and traveled around the world for decades.

His spear techniques were varied and complex, so he was called the "Demon Spear".

As the eldest disciple, Zou Ding does have reason to be proud.

He held a short spear in his hand and connected with the bronze monster for several moves under the interference of the magic sound.

A playful smile appeared on You Niaojuan's ugly face. "The Demon Spear is quite capable. You are not a bad disciple."

"But that's all."

He grabbed the one-legged bronze man's foot and smashed the hundreds of pounds of strange weapon into the shadow of the spear.

Zou Ding yelled, and the hair on his chest stood up like spears.

He had practiced martial arts for many years on the dragon veins of the Qinling Mountains. At this critical moment, he remembered his master's teachings and stopped thinking about anything else. He just flashed through his mind the decades of hard work.

The Qinling Mountains swam in his heart like a dragon.

Finally live to the spear!

The Qinling Mountains are majestic and magnificent, the wind and clouds on the dragon veins change color, the clouds open up three thousand feet above Taibai Mountain, snow covers Zhongnan Mountain for twelve springs, following the various spear shadows to strike the tired bird!

At this moment, between life and death, he felt the essence of the Demon Spear's spear technique.

Leaving Guanzhong is exactly for this!

The Demon Sect's Grandmaster showed a serious look, and the bronze man in his hand suddenly turned over right side up, and his true energy turned from forward to reverse.

This is the evil method of the retrograde faction!

Instantly, the true energy in the spear shadow was reversed and broken. The bronze man carried the great power of the master and smashed the short spear with one blow, hitting Zou Ding's body with a bang.

The wrinkled tripod flew out backwards, crushing the paper horse, and managed to maintain a half-squatting position without falling.

"Indeed, this spear technique has quite a certain aura. It allows me to use our sect's secrets, so you can die with honor."

Zou Ding covered his chest and actually smiled.

He naturally knew that the person in front of him was of the same level as his master.

"I came out of the customs too late and have little experience. Otherwise, you would never have killed me so easily today, and that woman too."

He pointed at the woman in palace dress playing the bone flute.

This person has been using magic sound, which makes him feel unfair.

You Niaojuan was actually proud of it and laughed twice more unpleasantly: "How childish."

He ignored Zou Ding and charged into the crowd like everyone else.

Zou Ding's heart pulse shook, and the second stream of true qi burst out from his heart, which was the countercurrent true qi.

The methods of the Demon Sect Grandmaster broadened his horizons.

But all this is meaningless anymore.

Zou Ding lay on his back in the courtyard of the charity cemetery, his eyes staring at the sky, with the paper horse beside him collapsed.

This was the fate of the people in the martial arts world. He held no grudges and simply used his last bit of strength to grab the paper horse and placed it in front of him.

The paper horse looked like the slanting branches of a tree on the Qinling Mountains.

The moon in my eyes is not as round anymore.

He closed his eyes with relief, feeling like he was back in Guanzhong

"I'm really from the Yuwen clan. I can give you whatever you want. Please spare my life, please spare my life!"

Yuwen Chengzhi looked at the strange man in front of him, his heart filled with fear.

Zhou Lao sighed with disdain and pointed at Zou Ding over there:

"Your friend dared to fight us head-on. He's much tougher than you. Doesn't your Yuwen family have the Mysterious Ice Energy? Why can't you use it?"

"Yes, but my skills are too shallow."

"Useless! You can't even learn a martial art like the Mysterious Ice Power."

"If you, a piece of trash, stay in this world, you'll only make food more expensive."

Old Zhou sighed and scolded him, then his expression softened again: "But I just promised Senior Sister that you can live a little longer."

He smiled sinisterly, and before Yuwen Chengzhi could react, he was hit by Zhou Lao's sigh and rough finger!

His whole body trembled when his Dan Zhong point was hit.

I wanted to gather my strength to resist, but I couldn't even sink my qi into my dantian.

The red evil spirit breaks through the ordinary acupoints in the most violent way, penetrates the Tanzhong acupoint, and transforms the Qi acupoint.

This method is extremely cunning.

Zhou Laotan's eyes flashed with a deep brilliance that others could not see, and he injected another stream of true energy into Yuwen Chengzhi's body.

This has already transcended the categories taught in the Red Hand Sect. It is not simply the Red Evil Qi, nor is it the martial arts such as the Red Hand Palm that he is good at.

Break the orifices to hide the evil, use the evil to nourish the spirit, and create another kind of him. Borrow the devil from the outside, borrow the Tao from the outside, and create another extremely evil and unorthodox way.

However, those who have been defeated have not practiced the mysterious skills of Taoism and cannot cultivate demons, so they are considered to be outsiders of the Tao and are considered to be incomplete.

Candao is the lowest level of Zhou Laotan's amazing skills, and can only be reduced to dregs.

It is called the dregs of the remnant of the Tao.

"I hate waste the most. It's good for you to be a scrap, hehe."

He pressed on Yuwen Chengzhi's Danzhong acupoint with one hand continuously, and a miracle happened. The evil spirit merged into the true energy in Yuwen Chengzhi's body, followed the Danzhong acupoint, and flowed through the Ren and Du meridians, completing the practice trajectory of the Daoxin Zhongmo Dafa.

After one cycle, return to the Danzhong point.

At this moment, the true qi in the Danzhong point has undergone slight changes.

Although subtle, it is real.

This slight change is almost comparable to the purity of Master Zhou Tian's demonic energy.

Mr. Zhou sighed with satisfaction.

Yuwen Chengzhi was equivalent to undergoing the baptism of the highest secret of the Heavenly Demon Strategy, which an ordinary martial artist could not bear at all.

Then his eyes turned blood red, covered with spider-web-like bloodshot.

The whole person went into a frenzy.

Mr. Zhou didn't feel any pain at all. He kept activating his Dan Zhong acupoint, releasing Qi one after another.

Yuwen Chengzhi's energy and spirit were repeatedly squeezed out.

Zhou Lao sighed and threw it into the coffin.

She lifted the coffin board with her toes, and the black coffin lid closed seamlessly.

After completing this task, he rushed into the crowd and continued to catch people.

There were very few screams around the Black Stone Cemetery because many people were unable to scream before they died.

But the sound of desperate escape was very loud.

The turbulent river became a torrent, flooding towards Nanyang County.

Some people from the martial arts world who came to watch the show were dragged into the battle by a figure rushing towards them at high speed before they could react.

He was watching a play one moment and in a coffin the next.

Even the fastest funeral team, coupled with the most skilled black master, could not complete the funeral so quickly.

but

Zhou Lao Mo has such a method.

Even when the man with the sword and the woman with the fire sword were killing people too quickly, Zhou Lao Mo had to step forward to interrupt them and tell them not to waste blood and to capture some people alive.

The entire southwest suburbs.

It has turned into a feast for the demons, and the delicacies on the table are still moving.

"this?"

Elder Yun, who was watching the show, was stunned, especially when he saw the man in the bamboo hat wielding the sword.

Emotional fluctuations caused her to reveal her Qi in a hidden place.

This is a serious matter!

Although it was just a minor flaw, he encountered demons who were murderous and extremely cautious.

You Niaojuan determined Elder Yun's location almost immediately.

Elder Yun was horrified, but she wasn't necessarily afraid of meeting a master of the Demon Sect.

But there are more masters here than you can imagine~!

not good!

Be sure to report this to the Queen of Yin.

The Xieji Sect has not appeared in the world for a long time, yet it has such a terrifying background!

You Niaojuan came straight towards her, and Elder Yun could only move.

With this movement, Zhou Laotan and the Emperor all came over.

In their eyes, Elder Yun was more than just a feast.

I was still wondering if the other party had discovered my secret.

Therefore, such a master must be killed without a doubt!

run--!

Elder Yun didn't think twice and fled for her life with all her might. None of these eight masters were weaker than her.

As soon as they exchanged a move, they were held back by their opponent's true Qi.

Tonight is a game of death!

She could never have imagined that coming to watch a play tonight would cause such a big disaster.

Evil Extreme Sect. Evil Extreme Sect.! !

The words seemed to echo in my mind again: "I am on equal terms with the Yin Queen."

The sound of breaking wind came one after another behind her, and the lightness skills of some of the people were even better than hers.

Elder Yun held his breath and brought them closer to Nanyang City.

The martial arts skills of these masters far surpassed those of the onlookers, causing chaos in the suburbs. Those smart people in the martial arts world farther away all fled towards Nanyang.

"My fellow practitioners, I have no hostility towards you. I am only here to see which path you are from."

Elder Yun's words reached the ears of the eight people, but had no effect.

The sound of breaking wind became louder and louder.

As one of the nine great masters of the contemporary Yingui Sect, she rarely feels this sense of crisis.

Throw out your trump card right now:

"Friends of the Holy Extreme Sect, I have already informed Queen Yin of this matter. Please leave it at that."

“Hmph~!”

"It's best if the Yin Gui Sect doesn't interfere in our affairs. These people tonight must be related to you."

"The Yin Gui faction rioted in our territory. This is recorded."

After saying some harsh words, Zhou Laotan and others did not chase after him anymore.

As disciples of the Evil Emperor, they are naturally arrogant.

But that doesn't mean they are stupid.

Now that they were close to Nanyang City, it was meaningless to continue chasing. They could not rush into the heart of the county city. There were tens of thousands of people in the city, and they could only avoid their sharp edge.

Moreover, rashly offending the Queen of Yin would be a huge trouble.

That woman is really not to be trifled with.

This time we have defeated the Yingui Sect, so we should stop while we are ahead.

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(End of this chapter)