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Volume One, Chapter 28: Bloody Battle in the World

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    Time seemed to pause briefly at this moment.  A name that has been separated from the world for a long time involves too many unknown pasts. Everyone's faces showed horror. The crowd surged in an instant. They all subconsciously avoided Ye Yunfei. The weapons in their hands were even more powerful.  He held on tightly and put on a defensive posture.  Ye Yunfei stood majestically, with handsome appearance and outstanding demeanor. Facing the hostile gazes of the crowd, he did not feel any embarrassment at all. At this time, there was a man on his arm. The man's face was pale and unconscious. Several traces of blood flowed from his seven orifices.  The blood has not dried yet, and I don¡¯t know if it was poisoned by this witch.  But everyone's attention was obviously not on the unconscious man. The name of Tianyi Shenxiang seemed to be far more breathtaking than the sneak attack of the witch. Everyone looked at each other with complicated expressions. The blades in their hands were swinging from side to side, and they didn't know where to point them at the moment.  Which, the situation suddenly reached a stalemate!  "Junior Brother Su!!" Qi Longxuan recognized at a glance that the person in Ye Yunfei's hands was none other than Su Junheng.  He hurriedly ran forward and took it from Ye Yunfei's hand.  With a tentacle, a fishy smell of clouds and rain penetrated into his nostrils. Then he saw that Su Junheng was not fully clothed. There was only one inner coat left on him, and the outer coat was being put on by the mysterious woman.  Qi Longxuan's mind changed and he thought of some key points. Just as he was about to speak, a shout came out: "Okay, Lingxiu Peak actually cooperated with the inside and outside, and colluded with these demons and evil ways. Is it a plan to trap us and others?" Qi Longxuan was furious.  Furious, he looked at the speaker, who was none other than Qu Shitu, who was in glory in the sea. He suddenly turned the fairy sword in his hand and said as if: "Uncle Qu, you have to speak with your conscience. If I, Uncle Ye, hadn't taken action in time, you would have  At this time, he was slapped into a bloody cake!" "Xuan'er, step back, this matter has nothing to do with you!" Ye Yunfei looked at Qu Shitu and said indifferently: "Qu Shitu, if you want to seek revenge, Ye will always accompany you, although I am early.  You are no longer a disciple of Lingxiu Peak, but if you dare to frame Lingxiu Peak, I don¡¯t mind if there is another dead soul under my sword!¡± Ye Yunfei said, slowly raising the long sword in his hand, and a majestic sword intent burst out.  And out.  "Okay! Okay! Okay!" Qu Shitu looked grim and said three good words in a row. He raised his hand and gently stroked the shocking scars on his face. He gritted his teeth and said, "Do you still remember this sword mark? Twelve years ago, the floating sea of ????light  In the market, you slaughtered eight hundred lives of my Confucian sect. Today, I want to see how you deal with the heroes of the righteous sects and justice!¡±  There was a clear and clear smile, and the stunning woman stroked her hair gently, and said: "Is it because I didn't act harshly enough just now, and failed to attract your attention, and actually made you see me as transparent? It seems  It's time to show off!" He clenched his fists a few times, ready to take action at any time!  Everyone was shocked, and then they thought that the strong man who had sneak attack was still watching, and they were all on guard, but saw the woman giggle and said with interest: "Don't be nervous, I'm just kidding you, don't stop.  "Go on, I haven't seen the dog bite the dog for a long time!" He covered his mouth and started laughing!  Everyone's faces were filled with anger, and Ye Yunfei said: "Jing Zichuan, I didn't expect that the hundred years of being imprisoned in King Pan's temple still failed to eliminate your violent spirit. You are still unrepentant after breaking through the barrier today!" "  Jing Zichuan! "It's her!" The scene suddenly became chaotic after hearing that the Demon King had disappeared for more than a hundred years.  Back then, the battle at Pengli Lake resulted in the massacre of hundreds of masters of the righteous path, which shocked the entire cultivation world. Even though times have changed, people still dare not or forget it!  Jing Zichuan smiled faintly and said lazily: "Since you know my name, why don't you run away for your life?" Everyone knew what the Demon Emperor could do. They looked at each other, hesitated for a while, and then turned to Ye Yunfei, this spiritual cultivation peak.  An unparalleled genius swordsman, who attained great mastery in Taoism at the age of thirty, and whose cultivation was unparalleled in the world. Twelve years ago, he set foot on the Floating Light Sea City alone, killing 800 lives of the Confucian sect, causing the Confucian sect to fall to the bottom of the righteous path.  A righteous disciple slaughtered eight hundred fellow practitioners, shocking the world. Back then, there were rumors that Ye Yunfei was in love with the demon saint Qiu Yue. In order to gain the trust of the demon emperor, he massacred fellow Confucian practitioners.  But later it was reported that after Ye Yunfei bloodbathed the Confucian sect, he returned to the Demon Emperor's Mausoleum and killed countless elites of the Demon Clan. Finally, due to lack of physical strength, he was strangled by the Demon Lord in the Blood Apricot Maple Forest. Overnight, Ye Yunfei also  The three words of good and evil have become a murderous demon.  The cause of the battle that year is a mystery, but this peerless strong man who fought against the two immortal sects with one person has been deeply engraved in the minds of every cultivator.  Ye Yunfei felt that everyone expectedWith longing eyes, he stepped forward and said: "Jing Zichuan, this freedom you gained by giving up your immortal path needs to be cherished even more. How dare you openly provoke the world." Jing Zichuan said angrily: "It's easy to say, I will give up my life.  Immortal Path, this is all to repay you Spiritual Cultivation Peak. I wonder if you have the consciousness to accept this great gift from me?" Everyone heard that Ye Yunfei was on the same side as Zhengdao, and thought that since he was present,  In addition, several elders from the three great immortal sects of the Right Way were afraid that Jing Zichuan would not succeed, so they immediately felt reassured.  The holy monk Hui Ru coiled his rosary in his hand, took a step forward and said: "Since the female donor has paid off her karma and is now free, she should change her mind. Today we do not want to bully the minority with more, so we will let the donor go."  , I hope that the benefactor will be grateful for the suffering of the people and never repeat the evil path!" Jing Zichuan was arrogant. When he saw the old monk in Foxiang speaking contemptuously, he said angrily: "Old bald donkey, you dare to speak so loudly with your little cultivation, let me  You can see how powerful I am!" With his skillful hand, he cut through the void, and the 'Hehuan Volume Sect' reappeared in the world. As Jing Zichuan's skillful hand flipped over, a bloody light quickly covered the sky, and the wind and clouds were swift.  Surges, billowing thick smoke emerges from Hongmeng's bloody light. It is the poisonous mist of the demon clan that is shocking all over the world. The green and red poisonous flames are swirling endlessly, like a python spitting out a message and opening its mouth to bite.  Everyone changed their colors in shock. This demon tribe¡¯s territory left a demon mountain city. Hundreds of miles south of the misery, there was a poisonous dense forest, covered by poisonous insects, snakes, and ants. Very few of the intruders survived, so the demon tribe¡¯s poisonous skills were unparalleled in the world.  For hundreds of years, it has been extremely difficult to guard against, and it has firmly consolidated its reputation as the largest cult sect.  Nowadays, as soon as the ancestors of the demon clan came out of the world, they established their power with poisonous techniques. The purity of their skills and the violent toxicity were almost the pinnacle of the demon clan's poisonous arts. Many disciples with lower cultivation levels were exposed to the poisonous mist.  On the edge, a miserable howl suddenly erupted and was instantly turned into blood. The rest of the people used their skills to resist and fought and retreated. However, the invisible poisonous mist eroded the protective shield and instantly transformed dozens of cultivators.  "The monster is so presumptuous!" With an angry rebuke, Qu Shitu took off his cattail leaf fan and flew out. It shuddered in the air and surged dozens of times in an instant, as if a huge sky cover suddenly appeared out of thin air. Under the urging of the true essence, it was rapidly incited.  The wind picked up, the clouds surged, and a gust of wind suddenly emerged in the palace, lifting the poisonous mist around it, forming a hurricane in the air, and swept it towards Jingzi River!  "Autumn Ming Fan!!" Jing Zichuan's pupils were astonishing. He immediately recognized the origin of this cattail leaf fan and said with a smile: "The magic weapon of the 'Confucian Dragon Head' hanging pot made me suffer a lot back then. It's a pity that your cultivation is not worthy.  If you want to take this treasure, let me take it to the underworld and return it to that poor old man!" As he spoke, Jing Zichuan's hands were clasped together, and his spiritual energy suddenly expanded. Under the instigation of Yuan Gong, there was a heavy pressure.  Seeing through all directions, the demon clan's famous move 'Demon Jacket Purple Flame' was used, and a continuous stream of demonic fire appeared.  The billowing heat wave swept across all directions, facing the poisonous fog of the hurricane, which instantly incinerated all the poisonous wind. The offensive was not reduced by half. The fire mouth opened, and the sea of ??flames steamed, swallowing up the Qiu Ming Fan.  Qu Shitu was shocked and turned pale. He hurriedly tried to summon the Qiu Ming Fan, but he saw a black shadow in the sky turning back. In the blink of an eye, only the frame of the Qiu Ming Fan was left.  Qu Shitu was so angry that he almost died. He was about to curse, but he saw that the violent demonic fire was advancing even more fiercely. Before the rolling heat wave came, he felt that the skin of his whole body was like being attacked by thousands of ants, and it was extremely itchy. Countless fellow practitioners howled miserably.  Writhing on the ground in pain, his fingertips scratched the flesh, and he actually picked out a bloody piece of rotten flesh.  The demon fire has not yet come, and the heat wave alone is so poisonous. If you really want to touch the demon fire, you may die even worse. Everyone hurriedly tried their best to resist it!  Ye Yunfei filled up his true energy, jumped up, and twisted the Taoist seals with his hands. Instantly, the magic talismans all over his body shone brightly, and the sky suddenly burst into golden light. A splendid golden armor battle suit appeared under the spell, and suddenly surged in the wind.  , between Sumeru, the sky and the earth were overwhelming, covering the entire dome tightly. The demonic fire and poisonous mist in the sky was blocked, and when it touched the golden light, it made a squeaking sound and melted away.  "Oh my god! Look! Thatthat'sthe Emperor's battle suit!!" A large number of exclamations covered our ears, and then, nine divine dragons roared out of the battle suit, soared into the sky, and moved endlessly.  As powerful as the sky, the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder seemed to be pulled, the aurora flashed again and again in the black clouds, several dry thunder struck down in the sky, thunder and fire merged, and struck towards Jingzi River.  Many elders of the three sects of the Righteous Way understood at the same time and did not allow the Demon King to take a moment to breathe. They started to attack. The magic staff dropped from the hand of the holy monk Hui Ru and flew out forcefully, turning into a huge trapping shroud in mid-air.  The golden bowl moved up and down, and they cooperated seamlessly. The morale of the scene was high for a while.  Countless swords, spears, swords, halberds, axes and axes were all showing off their power, and the swords and swords burst out in a rainbow that could not be opened. Even a peerless strongman like Jing Zichuan could not help but change his face in shock.
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