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Volume 1 Chapter 287 Becoming a Demon

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    "What else do you want? What else do you want?" A strong man in white roared: "From Hongye City to Shili Fort, how many of us have you killed? Do you really want to kill them all?"

    In the small courtyard, two groups of people were confronting each other. There were five people on one side. A middle-aged man in white stood in the middle. There was a young man and woman behind him. There were also two old men standing on the roof ridges on both sides. The man in white was standing on the roof.  While the strong man scolded the other party, he released a water-blue light curtain, shrouding himself in it. This was a barrier that could only be possessed by practitioners above the Grand Master. However, although he behaved  His voice was stern, but there was unconcealable fear in his face and eyes. He also had to release the barrier when negotiating, as if he was extremely afraid of the other party.

    "The aura fluctuations emitted by the strong man in white are like fireflies and bright moons compared with the two old men standing on the ridge. The situation is clear at a glance. Their side has a crushing advantage.

    Confronting them were two women. One woman had several scars on her face and was disfigured. She was hiding at the entrance of the courtyard. There was also a woman in black, standing quietly in the middle of the courtyard. Feng'er came from behind her.  The blow blew her hair away, and her appearance could not be seen clearly. On the ground in front of her, there was a giant machete like a door panel. The machete was completely black, making people feel a heavy pressure. On the blade  It is covered with countless dense golden and red silk threads, adding to the gorgeous color.

    "It's better to resolve enemies than to make enemies. Miss Xi, let it go. We can be considered a good friend." An old man said with a bitter smile.

    "There has been too much blood these days." Another old man sighed.

    It was clear that they had the advantage, but they didn¡¯t have much confidence in speaking and seemed cautious, as if they were afraid of irritating the other party.

    "What else? Haha You really have the nerve to say it." The woman with scars on her face screamed: "When Feixia and Xiaofang fell into your hands, they also begged you.  How did you do it? They were just married and they were brutally attacked by you. Who would pity them?"

    "Where is Feixia?" the woman standing in the middle asked softly.

    "Sheis already dead." The strong man in white avoided the other party's sight.

    "Where is Xiaofang?" the woman asked again.

    "He has escaped long ago." The middle-aged man replied.

    The woman stopped talking and lowered her eyes slightly, looking at the machete in front of her. For a moment, her figure suddenly swept forward, as light as a wisp of wind and as fast as a bolt of lightning. The machete stuck on the ground seemed to have disappeared.  And it flew away. The next moment, people could see that the light of the sword drew a faint curtain of light and rolled straight towards the strong man.

    The strong man roared and raised his sword, facing the light of the sword. He didn't want to fight, but at this moment he had no other choice.

    The two old men standing on the roof were furious at the same time. The two great ancestors thought they could easily resolve this dispute, but they didn't expect that the other party didn't take them seriously at all and would hit them whenever they wanted. This was a kind of helplessness.  tolerated insult

    "Ha" A chuckle came from nowhere. The two old men were already running their spiritual veins, but the laughter broke into their bodies in an incomprehensible way, and the spiritual power that allowed them to run was instantly changed.  Dissolved without a trace.

    Boom The sword light split open the barrier released by the strong man, broke his long sword, and swept his body. The sword light contained majestic and vast evil energy, so that the strong man was quickly killed.  As if a moving train had hit him, his whole body exploded, turning into countless spurts of flesh and blood. Even the hardest head of the human body was blown into powder.

    With just one blow of the knife, the strong man disappeared completely between heaven and earth, leaving only a mess.

    "Brother"

    "I will fight with you"

    The young man and woman from behind roared and rushed over. The sword light came out again. The young man and woman were instantly involved in the sword light, and their bodies were crushed to pieces by the evil spirit that seemed to be real.

    The next moment, the light of the knife disappeared, and the giant machete lay diagonally on the ground. The blood remaining on the blade was gradually disappearing, as if it had been absorbed by something.

    The two old men standing on the ridge looked around with fear on their faces.

    There was another sigh, and a man who seemed to be about thirty years old, with handsome appearance and gentle temperament walked in from outside the courtyard. He raised his head and looked at the two old men on the roof with a narrow look.

    "I remember that I have reached a consensus with the Holy See of Helan in Pengshan." The gentle man said with a smile: "Today's young people are having a temper, let them have a temper, and the older generation should not interfere. Then, we  You should also think about what to do in the future and what to do during this period of time." The two old men were speechless. Their bodies were shaking, and they were shaking more and more, as if the mice had seen it.  Although the cats don't know each other, they know who issued the decree together with the Holy Sect's Holy See.

    "Are you looking down on me, or are you looking down on the Holy See of Helan?" The gentle manThe man shook his head and said: "You, Lu Hai, are too arrogant."

    One of the old men thought he had captured extremely valuable information. Could it be that the Demon Altar is going to join forces with the Holy Sect to deal with Lu Hai?  He hurriedly said: "Wewe are not from Luhai"

    "Not from Luhai? Haha I haven't walked out for decades, so I don't know many people." The gentle man smiled self-deprecatingly: "Then where are you from?"

    "We are the elders of the Ten Ancestors Association." The old man said respectfully.

    "The Ten Ancestors Associationhow many great ancestors are there in the Ten Ancestors Association now?"

    "There areseven more." The old man didn't understand what the other party meant, but he didn't dare to lie, so he had to reply honestly.

    "From now on, there are only five left." The gentle man smiled, then stretched out his hand and grabbed it out of thin air.

    A black hand as big as a small mountain appeared behind an old man. The majestic ancestor had no chance to react, so he was held in it by the giant hand. Then there was a continuous popping sound, and blood flowed from both ends of the giant hand.  It burst out and shot dozens of meters away.

    Another old man made a strange cry, and suddenly he stood up and flew high into the sky. He didn't have the courage to resist at all.

    The gentle man stretched out his hand again and swatted downwards like a fly. A giant black hand appeared from high in the sky, hitting the escaped old man. The old man's body exploded into a mist of blood, and finally fell to the ground.  , just a shapeless mess.

    The gentle man walked slowly to the woman holding the knife, remained silent for a moment, and said softly: "Your demon is almost complete. Although the chanting technique I taught you is the fastest-growing spiritual technique in the world,  There is also a fatal weakness, do you know what it is?¡±

    The woman holding the sword was Xi Xiaoru. She did not answer, and there was no fluctuation in her eyes. She was not surprised, happy, worried, or afraid. She was always looking at her Tiansha sword quietly, as if it was a lifeless body.  sculpture.

    "Hey, hey, hey, I'm your master after all. When I'm talking to you, shouldn't you look at me?" The gentle man seemed a little angry: "You don't know how to respect your master, you  Do you want me to expel you from the school?"

    Xi Xiaoru still didn¡¯t move and seemed to hear nothing.

    "Okay, okay, okay" The gentle man shook his head helplessly, with a trace of worry flashing in his eyes: "The time you spent to become a demon is even much faster than mine, but this is not just a matter of time."  A good thing, it means you will definitely fall into the devil's trap."
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