My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult Chapter 270

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It was a young man in white. With his back to the moonlight, he couldn't see the expression on his face, nor could he feel the energy in his body.

But Mu Xiaoyun knew who it was.

The person who came was the famous ghost swordsman.

The man in black behind Mu Xiaoyun felt a chill in his heart, as if the blade was constantly slashing in his heart.

"An offering."

Mu Xiaoyun chuckled and tried to calm himself down: "Have you not rested so late?"

An Jing stepped forward and took a few steps, the faint moonlight reflected on his face, without the slightest expression, "Isn't Mu Shou also?"

Mu Xiaoyun said: "On the secret order of the leader..."

An Jing shook his head and said, "She doesn't have such a secret order."

Mu Xiaoyun's heart twitched, and the expression on her face instantly froze, but she adjusted very quickly, "Maybe the sect leader didn't talk to An Eng."

An Jing said calmly: "Yi Daoyun is now at Sanfengkou, and the masters of White Tiger are also at Sanfengkou. Who are they?"

His words were very calm, without the slightest turbulence, but the heart of the man in black on the opposite side was like thunder.

Mu Xiaoyun was silent.

"bass!"

The man in black at the head pulled out the long knife around his waist, and the blade reflected a cold light.

An Jing looked at the man in black and continued: "If I guessed correctly, you should be Zeng Zhen."

There are many masters in the Houjinsuo Mingfu. Besides Qiu Fengsheng, there are naturally masters, and Zeng Zhen is one of them.

Because Soul Chopping Sword is low-key and reserved, he is not ranked among the top four swordsmen in the world, but he knows his strength clearly.

In this huge river and lake, some people have a name, and they get a name for the sake of profit. Some people have the advantage and no longer pursue too much fame, but feel that the name is a drag, and Zeng Zhen in front of him is the latter.

Over the years, he has killed more people for Suoming Mansion than Qiu Fengsheng.

Not long ago in Youshan, the pavilion master of Tianji Pavilion died in his hands, and his purpose was to put pressure on the second prince Zhao Mengtai.

When the emperor failed to break through the shackles in retreat, and the prince gradually took power, Zhao Mengtai's inner pressure was like a spring, and he only needed to press down the last straw to make him bounce back.

And Zeng Zhen's purpose is to let go of this last straw.

In addition, he has also done many things. For example, he once assassinated Wang Shiyi and ended in failure, and then pretended to be a master of the White Tiger to assassinate in the rivers and lakes of Yan Kingdom. He has long been familiar with these things, so this time he pretended to be a master of the White Tiger. Entering Dongluoguan, he was very calm in his heart.

Zeng Zhen took out two medicinal pills from his cuff and put them in his mouth, saying, "In the beginning, Palace Master Qiu died in your hands, right?"

"Yes."

An Jing did not deny it.

Qiu Fengsheng died in his hands, and as his identity was exposed, it was no longer a secret.

Zeng Zhen's eyes were cold, and the long knife in his hand was cold and cold, "He has a gift for me."

"So you want to kill me for revenge?"

"All the experts in Dongluoguan are transferred to Sanfengkou."

"I understand."

The two stopped talking, and the entire dark street became quiet.

Zeng Zhen's aura was constantly soaring, and the energy of the mountain and tsunami erupted, which was extremely terrifying.

Zeng Zhen swiped his palm, his figure was erratic, he flickered left and right, approaching An Jing in a curved line, the Spirit Sword in his hand stood up, and attacked with an unpredictable phantom.

Clang!

An Jing flicked his finger, and a sword energy shot out.

The first time the two played against each other was mainly based on testing, so they looked unremarkable, and they could only say that there was murder in the bland. Trick to end the fight.

Phantom!

Zeng Zhen practiced the Battle Soul Sword Art. This type of swordsmanship is known for its viciousness and ferocity. The billowing fog centered on him and spread in all directions. It quickly drowned An Jing in it, making the surrounding area a few meters away. foggy area.

A fog flower condensed out, Zeng Zhen stepped on the fog flower, silently, but attacked An Jing as fast as lightning. Going the wrong way, winning by odds.

Although An Jing fought against Zeng Zhen for the first time, with his old-fashioned vision, he naturally knew the opponent's tactics very well.

A zhanran sword energy blasted through the thick fog, only to see that the fog was directly separated.

Zeng Zhen was shocked by An Jing's insight, the opponent not only blocked his attack, but also took advantage of the situation to counterattack with a sword, which broke through the thick fog.

An Jing's expression remained unchanged, even though Zeng Zhen's qi continued to soar.

With a flick of his wrist, An Jing's fastest swordsmanship was displayed. The fierce sword energy filled the thick fog, and a breathtaking wind blade appeared in it, and finally roared and vented in all directions.

From the outside, the dense fog area with a range of several meters seems to be a big hedgehog, and the slender sword is fast and sharp.

A muffled hum came from the thick fog, and a figure was shot out of the thick fog. It was Zeng Zhen. At this moment, he was a little embarrassed, with a shallow sword print on his chest.

Zeng Zhen forcibly swallowed a mouthful of blood that was about to spit out. Although An Jing's sword was not fatal, the sharpness contained in it, combined with the sharpness of the Zhenxie Sword, just broke his body-protecting infuriating qi.

Mu Xiaoyun was shocked when he saw this.

With just one move, Zeng Zhen showed signs of decline. You must know that he swallowed two blood-burning pills. This kind of pill can speed up the burning of blood essence, and the cultivation base is a life-threatening pill that skyrockets in a short period of time.

Behind Zeng Zhen, a large area of ​​dense fog surged out. This time, the dense fog did not spread in all directions, but gathered behind Zeng Zhen and connected with his back, like a small sea of ​​fog, with turbulent waves. , both true and false.

boom!

With one foot breaking through the hall, Zeng Zhen rushed towards An Jing in a rare straight line, under the support of the sea of ​​fog behind him, he looked majestic and unstoppable.

The air couldn't bear the impact of Zeng Zhen's momentum, and swept toward both sides.

Zeng Zhen's hand exuded the black aura of the battle soul knife, and at the same time, the sea of ​​fog behind him suddenly broke away from Zeng Zhen with a more violent attitude, swallowing An Jing at once, as if the flood was flooding, and the manpower appeared Extraordinarily small.

If it is an ordinary person who is attacked by the sea of ​​fog without substance, he will definitely panic and give birth to flaws. Even a person with a calm nature will be affected, not to mention, there will be a fierce attack from Zeng Zhen, because the sea of ​​fog is smooth His body was spewing out, so he was the only one left unaffected and could attack his opponent as he pleased.

Under this situation, those with a slightly higher strength must be placed in Zeng Zhen's hands.

This is Zeng Zhen's ultimate move, the combination of the virtual and the real. The sea of ​​fog affects the opponent's mind and attacks the opponent's body. Let the other party struggle to cope.

boom!

The monstrous infuriating wave rushed towards the Quartet, and the waves were turbulent.

Zeng Zhen's Soul Sword was resisted by An Jing's Suppressing Evil Sword, and Zeng Zhen's rush of the sea of ​​fog did not let An Jing have any flaws.

A strange look flashed on Zeng Zhen's face, the Battle Soul Sword was attached to the Zhenxie Sword, and he sent it forward. This sharp blade stabbed, and it was inevitable that flowers would bloom on the face.

The left hand was like electricity, An Jing smiled coldly, as if he had expected it, and stretched out **** like lightning to hold the sharp blade.

Since the opponent was rubbing the Suppressing Evil Sword to launch the attack, the strength was inevitably weaker. An Jing's **** not only clamped the sharp blade, but also ended the opponent's offensive. Organize a second wave of powerful killer moves in a short period of time.

"not good!"

Zeng Zhen was afraid that An Jing would resort to means, so he let go of his hand and stepped back.

Zeng Zhen's speed was extremely fast, and An Jing fought against him, directly bearing his unparalleled strength, and his body staggered and took three steps backward.

An Jing raised his arm, and hundreds of sword lights rushed out from An Jing's blade, charging towards Zeng Zhen in front of him.

Four Elephant Swords! No wind left!

Whoa! Whoa!

Where Jianmang passed, a fierce and boundless gust of wind suddenly turned.

Zeng Zhen's heart trembled violently, and the blood vessels became transparent, visible to the naked eye. On the skin of his right arm, the whole body's true qi gathered crazily, and the whole body was surging with red blood qi.

puff!

The mighty blood energy forms a red barrier.

Zeng Zhen clearly couldn't stop An Jing, but it didn't matter. His real purpose was to use his right hand. He rubbed his thumb, and the iron knives were drawn together.

Countless sword qi surging, densely scattered around, in an instant the world turned into an Asura hell, and Zeng Zhen became an evil ghost who came out of the underworld.

The blood gas barrier coupled with the treacherous blade light is Zeng Zhen's ultimate move.

After An Jing swung out that sword, his expression was indifferent and calm, even though Zeng Zhen swung countless sword lights, his eyes did not blink.

"Tom!"

The cyan sword light I saw appeared and rushed forward.

It penetrated the blood gas barrier and smashed countless knife lights and rushed forward.

An icy voice pierced through the heart, and the blood of everyone around was frozen.

That sword was as bright as a starry sky, and a pitch black like a black moon shrouded the sky and the earth in an instant.

quick!

too fast!

Zeng Zhen only felt a light in front of his eyes, and then only felt a heat in his neck, he subconsciously reached out and touched it.

It was hot blood.

Only when he saw the blood did he realize that his throat had been pierced.

"thump!"

In the silent night, only the sound of the body falling to the ground was heard.

Two strokes!

The second master of Suo Mingfu fell under the sword with two moves.

For many experts in Suomingfu, this scene is like a bolt from the blue.

Seeing this, Mu Xiaoyun lowered his hanging heart gently, and then sighed in relief.

After about a few breaths, they also came back to their senses, and they rushed towards An Jing with beast-like eyes in their eyes.

They don't have the medicine pill of Suo Mingfu, but there is only one way to die, and there is still a chance to kill the ghost swordsman in front of them.

With an indifferent expression, An Jing took away the two heaven and earth spirit essences from Zeng Zhen, and rushed towards the dozens of Suomingfu masters who were killing him.

The Zhenxie Sword slapped, and suddenly turned into six sword lights surging forward.

"Puff puff!"

The sword light swept across, and the cold air pierced away, and the air on both sides was like a separate air wave.

Among the masters in the world, the swordsman is the fastest to kill.

The sword has two edges, both to put people to death.

As the sword light dissipated in the heaven and earth, dozens of corpses fell neatly to the ground, and the six swords of Zhenxie Sword once again fell into An Jing's hands.

Hot blood continued to flow down his neck, staining the bluestone slab red.

All the masters of Suomingfu are dead.

An Jing looked at Mu Xiaoyun in front of him.

Mu Xiaoyun laughed, "As expected of the top swordsman in the world."

For some reason, she felt a little more emotion in her heart. When she was in Yuzhou City, An Jing was only a 1st rank cultivation base, but now the second qi masters are the souls of his sword, such a speed of progress. , making it difficult to measure.

The temperature at night makes it feel cold.

The sword body that shone with cold light made people feel cold.

The people standing under the moonlit night also made people feel the cold.

Seeing that An Jing didn't speak, Mu Xiaoyun couldn't hold back the smile on the corner of his mouth. He lowered his head and said, "How did you know?"

An Jing asked: "Liu Qingshan in Shuangmu Forest of Jiangnan Road was rescued by the people of Houjin, right?"

"It seems that you are suspicious of me because of this."

Mu Xiaoyun smiled bitterly and said, "Houjin has a deep layout in the Yan Kingdom."

An Jing naturally knew that Fengyulou, one of the five gangs, was supported by Houjin, and now the Caogang has also become Houjin, and the layout is more than deep.

An Jing was silent for a long time and said, "Go see the leader."

"No need."

Mu Xiaoyun shook his head.

If in the Demon Sect, she must find someone who makes her feel guilty, then it must be Zhao Qingmei.

Joining the Demon Sect and being able to have the status and identity she has today, all this was given to her by Zhao Qingmei, she was afraid of seeing those eyes.

Some people are not afraid of others being bad to her, but they are only afraid of being good to her because she can't bear it.

No matter what she did, she felt she owed someone.

I owe my parents, so I married Liu Qingshan, the leader of the Cao Gang, who I didn't love.

I owe Liu Qingshan, so I have been trying to find a way to rescue him, and even joined the Demon Sect because of Liu Qingshan.

At this moment, she felt tired.

The feeling made her suffocate.

Mu Xiaoyun's red lips parted slightly, and his voice was a little confused and bewildered, "The first time Hou Jin contacted me, I refused, and the second time they threatened my parents' lives and my husband's life."

An Jing said: "So you chose a road that can't be turned back."

"There is no turning back in life."

"Yes, there is no turning back in life."

"Sorry."

Mu Xiaoyun said softly.

Some words were trivial, but that was all she could say.

An Jing waved his hand and said, "You don't need to say these three words, the road is yours to walk."

The two stopped talking, and time seemed to stand still.

After about a few breaths, Mu Xiaoyun took a deep breath and said, "Houjin has a large army coming along the path, and Zeng Zhen and I are responsible for receiving them. This is the only thing I know."

Saying that, she walked over to Zeng Zhen's body and picked up the long knife on the ground.

"Houjin Army!?"

An Jing frowned when he heard this.

Now that the Black Armored Army of the Demon Sect is gathered at Sanfengkou and Daoguan, where did the sudden appearance of the Houjin army come from?

Mu Xiaoyun slashed a knife across his neck, then closed his eyes, greedily absorbing the air mixed with blood.

"In the next life, I don't want to walk in this river and lake for a while, it's too tired."

At that moment, she saw Xue Chen, Jiang Sanjia, Mu Xiaowan, Peach Garden, and the other courtyard where she lived since she was a child. ....

"puff!"

With the swipe of the blade, blood spurted out like a spring.

Mu Xiaoyun fell heavily to the ground, losing all his breath.

An Jing came to Mu Xiaoyun, looked at the woman with round eyes in front of him, and reached out to close those eyes.

In the end, Mu Xiaoyun is just a person who is at the mercy of fate, or a chess piece in the hands of a gamer. In this huge river and lake, he can't help himself, and like her, she is unwilling, but has no strength. , in the end there is only one fate.

That is death.

This is the home of all chess pieces. The game has no end. The chess pieces will eventually die. Even if the game is over, the chess pieces can only return to the chess basket.

This is the fate of the pawn.

An Jing stood up, and at this moment, he seemed to sense something and suddenly raised his head to look.

The moonlight was bleak, with a bit of cold to the bone.

There was even some blood-like red light in the pale yellow halo.

For some reason, An Jing felt that there was an awe-inspiring murderous intent in the scarlet light.

East Luoyuan, quiet room.

The night is like water, with a bit of coolness.

Zhao Qingmei sat cross-legged on the futon, her eyebrows wrinkled slightly, she felt that her cultivation base was growing faster and faster, and it was only a blink of an eye to reach the three qi.

An Jing was able to reach the realm of the three qi with the help of a few strands of heaven and earth, while she completely relied on the Demon Seed, or the cultivation base that Nan Weiping fed back to her.

"Nan Weiping......"

Zhao Qingmei only felt that the pressure of the Demon Seed was increasing, so she could not help standing up and walked out of the quiet room into the bedroom.

"Where's your madam?"

She thought that she would see An Jing, but found that the bedroom was empty, she thought for a moment and then went to the sealing stage.

She was a little uneasy tonight, and her instinct told her that she should go to the Demon Sealing Platform to see Nan Weiping, especially when she looked up and saw a touch of scarlet in the pale yellow moonlight, it made her feel a little anxious.

The black lotus was born under Zhao Qingmei's feet, and the speed was extremely fast, and soon came to the Demon Sealing Stage and the Demon Sealing Well.

At this time, the night was silent, and the moon hanging high above was getting bigger and bigger.

Zhao Qingmei shook hands with the pair of mandarin ducks in the middle of the hand, and looked down, jumping into the magic well.

The pressure inside the Demon Sealing Well was getting heavier and heavier, and it was accompanied by a whistling cold wind.

Zhao Qingmei had lived here for several months, and she was naturally familiar with this place, so she walked towards the cave with a pair of knives.

"Bangdang!" "Bangdang!"

Before approaching the cave, the sound of the chain shaking could be heard.

Zhao Qingmei squinted her phoenix eyes slightly, took out the fire book, and strode into the cave.

In the cave, several iron chains stretched from all directions like spider webs. At this moment, Nan Weiping regained her unkempt face. When she saw Zhao Qingmei's appearance, she did not show a surprised expression, "You are still here."

Zhao Qingmei looked at Nan Weiping, the "senior master" she once believed, and said indifferently: "Do you think your actions in the Demon Seed can really make me enchanted?"

There was a strange smile on Nan Weiping's mouth, "If you are also confident that you will not be controlled by the devil, why would you ask me?"

Zhao Qingmei raised her brows, her eyes gradually turning cold.

The recent rapid improvement of her cultivation base is a good thing, but it is approaching a point where she can't even control it herself, which is actually a danger.

Nan Weiping raised his head and looked at the darkness above, and said, "Just tonight, you can step into the realm of three qi, and everything will come naturally."

"tonight!?"

Zhao Qingmei looked at Nan Weiping, she knew that this old guy must be betrayal, or there was some important information that she hadn't told her and An Jing.

Nan Weiping said with a half-smile, "Tonight is a good time. The tide of heaven and earth will come. You have a demon in your body. Others may not be able to sense the tide of heaven and earth, but you can feel the subtle fluctuations of heaven and earth."

The Demon Seed regards all things as fluctuations, and every grass and tree is a kind of fluctuation. Internal force is also a fluctuation, and true qi is a higher level and subtle fluctuation, because it can be combined with the human spirit. The Demon Seed transcends the fluctuations of life and death, so what a capable person cannot.

After a long silence, Zhao Qingmei looked at Nan Weiping and shook her head, "I don't understand."

Nan Weiping smiled and said, "Don't know what?"

Zhao Qingmei said, "I don't understand what you're thinking?"

At first, Zhao Qingmei wanted to harm her, but she found out, and later cooperated because of the difficulties of the two, but Nan Weiping secretly left hands and feet on the Demon Seed, saying that it was to guard against Zhao Qingmei, but she fed her a lot of true qi and let her The cultivation base is advancing by leaps and bounds.

Nan Weiping said coldly, "All I did was to threaten you and save me."

"I promised you that I will save you when I have a chance in the future."

"What if you break your promise?"

"There is no case."

"The old man is waiting for you to save me out, and the imprint of the demon can be easily eliminated at that time."

"it is good."

Zhao Qingmei looked at Nan Weiping, "When my husband takes the Dulu Sword, he will come to rescue you."

If she promised Nan Weiping, she would naturally do it, and she always felt that what Nan Weiping said was not as simple as it seemed, and seemed to have another purpose.

Nan Weiping said sarcastically: "I hope the old man is not dead, and you will not be enchanted by then."

Saying that, she raised her head and glanced above her head.

At this moment, the true energy in Nan Weiping's dantian surged out and spread out around.

Even though Nan Weiping has been trapped here for hundreds of years, and the true energy in her body has been greatly reduced, the power formed at this moment is like waves of Wang Yang. Under the vast ocean of true energy, Zhao Qingmei is like a ship boat.

"This is the strength of the Great Master?"

Zhao Qingmei's heart was full of shock, and her footsteps subconsciously retreated towards the rear.

"Tom! Tom! Tom!"

The violent Qi machine broke through the sky, and the Demon Sealing Well was unable to sustain this terrifying and terrifying Qi machine.

The next moment, Zhao Qingmei's body poured into a larger amount of infuriating energy, and the profound entrance in her body was opened and closed. Now she sat down cross-legged and prepared to break through to the realm of three qi.

Demon Sealing Platform, in the main hall.

Jun Qinglin sat at the top of the empty hall, with only Ouyang Ping and Ouyang Quan below.

Everything that should have been lost has already passed, and at this moment, only peace is left in Jun Qinglin's heart.

"Master!"

Ouyang Quan bowed respectfully to Jun Qinglin, who was at the top, and then held up a bowl of tea.

In a very simple apprenticeship ceremony, there was no bath and incense, and only one kowtow to the gods and a cup of tea.

Jun Qinglin drank the tea, and then took out two volumes of books, saying: "This is the old man's "Questioning the Heavens" and the "Seven Tribulations", and the old man's cultivation experience in his life, if he is the leader or security If Jing wants to watch it, you can show it to them, and I can't say it will help them in their cultivation."

Ouyang Quan took the booklet carefully, "Yes."

Jun Qinglin patted Ouyang Quan's shoulder and said with a smile, "This old man can be considered a successor."

Ouyang Ping said with a serious face: "Don't lose the prestige of the Great Elder in the future."

Ouyang Quan said with a serious face: "The disciple will definitely not fall into the master's prestige."

"Hahaha."

Jun Qinglin smiled and waved his hand, and said, "Too serious, there is no prestige in this world, the old man just hopes that you can get these two martial arts, and you can do something for the Demon Sect, or for the world to be in hot water. Li Shu to do something."

Tianwaitian, Tianwaitian, from the beginning, I was looking for a Tianwaitian, a land where everyone in the world can live happily and happily.

It's just that hope always runs in the opposite direction and goes further and further away.

"Big elder."

Ouyang Ping looked at the old face, sighed deeply, and then said, "If the Dayan Dynasty rescues me, don't I have much hope of defending Dongluoguan?"

Jun Qinglin stood up and walked down the hall, "The wildness of the prairie barbarian wolf is full of wildness in his blood. It is this wildness that makes them terrifying, and it is this wildness that makes thousands of people feel It's going to be a dire situation."

When they go south to herd horses, what is engraved in their blood, they not only herd horses, but also kill sheep to eat meat.

It can be seen from the fact that dozens of cities on Beihuang Road have been breached.

Massacres, looting, and constant looting, in their eyes, people and animals are the same, while women are just venting their desires and playing with utensils recklessly.

They feel arrogant, arrogant, and arrogant.

After going deep into Jun Qinglin twice, no one knows better than him.

He doesn't care which emperor is in charge of the splendid rivers and mountains of thousands of miles. The only thing he knows is that Houjin goes south, which is a slaughter disaster.

Dongluoguan wants to block this long-coveted tiger, which is almost impossible.

Zongzheng Huachun personally took action, and he could see his determination.

Ouyang Ping has been at the border for a long time, and he also knows that Houjin is wild, how terrible it will be for a tiger to come out of the cage?

It will surely bring disaster to the world.

Jun Qinglin said faintly: "This fierce tiger should be dealt with by the other fierce tiger. Tianwaitian can only continue under the fight of these two fierce tigers. We must retain Tianwaitian's vitality, and we cannot let Tianwaitian fall in the hands of me and others. ."

With the current strength of the Demon Sect, it is too difficult to fight against Houjin. Only a dynasty like the Yan Kingdom can resist Houjin.

Ouyang Ping sighed lightly, "Yes."

If anyone in this world knows what Jun Qinglin said, it must be Ouyang Ping.

Ouyang Ping remembers that Jun Qinglin once fell in love with a woman who was a disciple of a sect of Yan Kingdom. Later, the barbarians from the grasslands often went south, so the woman joined the Five Lakes and Four Seas Church to fight against the barbarians in the grasslands. Later, she disappeared during a mission. into the grasslands.

Ouyang Ping didn't know what happened later, Jun Qinglin never mentioned it, and he didn't ask any more questions.

Jun Qinglin went deep into Houjin twice, all for the woman, and even fought against Zheng Huachun for her.

Among the demons, there may not be many people who want to fight against Houjin more than Jun Qinglin.

This is also one of the reasons why Ouyang Ping never agreed to the Demon Sect's investment in Houjin when he was courted by Houjin.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

At this moment ~www.mtlnovel.com~ the earth was shaking.

"The Demon Sealing Well!?"

Jun Qinglin's body was vertical and disappeared directly into the hall.

Ouyang Ping and his son also hurried out, but they were surprised when they came to the door of the main hall.

I saw the land around the Demon Sealing Well, and I could see the smoke and dust all over the sky, a mess and devastated.

Ouyang Quan said in amazement, "What's going on?"

Not only Ouyang Quan, but also Ouyang Ping frowned, puzzled in his heart.

Jun Qinglin looked at the scene in front of him, then looked up at the distance, and said nothing.

Chapter end