Gou's Liver Experience in the World of Demons and Demons

As a high-grade Xuan-level treasure, the Tingxue Sword is naturally terrifying. Even though Nie Jian did not launch an attack, everyone felt as if they were in a world of ice and snow, full of chills.

With the Tingxue Sword in hand, Nie Jian's combat power skyrocketed, and he was qualified to fight against the ninth level of marrow refining.

Among the twenty elders sitting here, except Nie Jian, who is at the ninth level of marrow refining, the most powerful one is Wu Si, who is newly promoted to the eighth level of marrow refining.

Although it is unknown how many of these elders have switched to Wu Si's command, Nie Jian is not panicked at all. With the Tingfeng Knife in hand, he is confident that he can resist even if the other nineteen people swarm them.

Although Wu Si was surprised when he saw Tingfeng Dao, he did not show any fear at all. He was still so calm and calm, as if he didn't take Nie Jian seriously at all.

Nie Jian has known Wu Si for many years and knows that he has a very calm personality and rarely does anything he is unsure of.

Wu Si's expression now made him feel panicked.

As Nie Jian drew his sword, the atmosphere in the entire meeting hall became anxious. The four elders, the sixth elder, and the eighth elder, Nie Jian's three die-hard loyalists, immediately stood beside him, staring at Wu Si eagerly. .

The other elders sat motionless in their seats, just looking at Nie Jian and Wu Si.

"Wu Si! You have been in Qiandu Sect for so many years. Because we have worked together for many years, I advise you to turn back as soon as possible. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Nie Jian lowered his voice and gave Wu Si an ultimatum. At the same time, a faint amount of spiritual power emerged from his body. It was obvious that he was not prepared to test and would use all his strength once he took action.

Wu Si shook his head and sneered: "Great Elder, do you really think I will be unprepared today? I told you that you are old and times have changed!"

Wu Si said that the aura of the ninth level of marrow refining swept across the whole place like a strong wind. Under the suppression of his ninth level of marrow refining, Nie Jian's aura instantly shattered, and the chill brought by the snow knife was swept away.

"How can you be at the ninth level of marrow refining!"

Nie Jian stared at Wu Si with disbelief.

"Hiss! I didn't expect the second elder to secretly be promoted to the ninth level of marrow refining! No wonder he dared to ignore the great elder and Tingxue Dao today."

The elders from the Great Elder camp looked at Wu Si with respect in their eyes. The elders who were still sitting stood up and stood silently behind Wu Si.

Wu Si sneered and said: "Do you really think that all these years of my work have been in vain? Considering that we have worked together for many years, I am not willing to go on a killing spree and hand the Tingxue Sword to me. You are still the master of Qiandu Sect. Elder, how is it?"

Nie Jian's face sank into the water, and he swung the Tingfeng Knife towards Wu Si.

Nie Jian, who has the Tingfeng Sword in hand, is indeed qualified to fight with people at the ninth level of marrow refining, but he is only qualified.

Wu Si didn't hide his clumsiness and directly released the spirit wheel. Suddenly, a strong pressure came over him. Nie Jian felt as if he was stuck in a quagmire and could not move forward at all.

"Three-inch spirit wheel! You..."

Nie Jian was shocked when he saw Wu Si's three-inch spirit wheel. He was even more surprised than when he found out that Wu Si was at the ninth level of marrow refining.

The three-inch spirit wheel is not weak among the ninth level of the Marrow Refining Realm in the Chiyun Mansion. The spirit wheels of the three sect leaders of the two sects are all three-inch!

Wu Si attached his spiritual power to his palm and lightly slapped Nie Jian. He immediately flew out like a kite with its string broken. Wu Si quickly picked up the Tingxue knife from the air!

Tingxue Dao started, Wu Si just waved it lightly and felt a strong sword energy spurting out. He hurriedly used his strength to resist it to avoid destroying the meeting hall.

"It is indeed a high-grade Xuan-level treasure! Oh, it just so happens that I still lack a good treasure now, so I will accept it with a smile!"

Nie Jian's breath became much weaker after being slapped, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, even his face looked haggard. Even so, he still stared at Wu Si fiercely: "Wu Si! You dare to rebel, the sect master will definitely not I’ll let you go!”

Wu Si put the Tingfeng Knife in his pocket and said with a smile: "Sect Master? Don't bother me. I will take you to talk to him now to see if he is willing to support me. If so, then he is still someone I respect. Sect Master, if you don’t support it, haha, then you can only do it once, and you will be the king or the loser!"

Wu Si said and reached out to catch Nie Jian.

Although the four loyalists of Nie Jian were not very high in cultivation, they were really sincere. Even though the three of them knew that Wu Si was a strong man at the ninth level of marrow refining, they still chose to attack him.

"Great Elder! Run away!"

Nie Jian was well aware of the gap between the three of them and Wu Si, but when he wanted to stop them, it was already too late.

Facing three people who were attacking Nie Jian at the same time, he just shouted coldly: "Get out!"

Suddenly, the essence of the ninth level of marrow refining was like a strong wind, blowing the three of them to the point where they could not stand still. Wu Si raised his sleeves and waved lightly, and a strong wind suddenly blew the three of them away, and they fell to pieces. white.

Wu Si grabbed Nie Jian's arm and smiled: "I will take you to see the sect leader now. I am also curious about what he will choose."

Wu Si took Nie Jian out of the meeting hall and came to the attic at the top of the Thousand Poison Sect peak. This was where the leader of the Thousand Poison Sect secretly cultivated.

At this time, the attic was shrouded in restrictions, and Wu Si was not polite. He pulled out the snow knife and slashed it out.

The majestic sword energy fell on the restraint, and the restraint suddenly shook violently. At this time, a sword was heard in the attic and was angry: "Who is it? You are so bold and dare to disturb my Qingxiu!"

The restriction was closed, and a burly figure rushed out from the attic.

The man was tall and tall, two meters tall, with muscles all over his body. Even in this cold weather, his upper body was still exposed, and his lower body was only wearing a pair of short animal skin pants. His exposed upper body But he is different from ordinary people. His skin is purple-black, and his fists are extraordinarily big, more than three times the size of ordinary people. They look like a pair of hammers. The aura on his body is also very powerful, reaching the ninth level of marrow refining. .

He is the leader of Thousand Poison Sect, Iron Fist Drug Lord Peng Xiong!

"Sect Master, I haven't seen you for a few years. How are you doing?"

Wu Si threw Nie Jian in front of Peng Xiong like a sandbag, and kept playing with it with the snow knife in his hand. Although he called him the sect master, his eyes were full of teasing and showed no respect at all.

When Peng Xiong saw Wu Si, his eyebrows suddenly stood up and he asked, "Wu Si? What do you want to do?"

Nie Jian hurriedly complained: "Sect Master, Wu Si is now a strong man at the ninth level of marrow refining, and he wants to rebel!"

Peng Xiong was shocked when he heard this and immediately released his senses. When he felt an aura from Wu Si that was not inferior to him, his heart was beating wildly. "How did he do it?"

Although Peng Xiong usually didn't pay much attention to the internal affairs of the sect, he still paid close attention to important elders like Nie Jian and Wu Si. According to the information he had, Wu Si had always been at the seventh level of marrow refining. It was announced a month ago that he would be promoted to the eighth level of marrow refining. How did he do it in just one month?

Peng Xiong knew Wu Si's talent very well. Under normal circumstances, Wu Si would not be able to advance to the ninth level of marrow refining in his life. However, as far as he knew, he had never heard of any secret method or technique in the entire Chiyun Mansion. The elixir can advance a person from the eighth level of marrow refining to the ninth level of marrow refining in such a short period of time!

What's more important is that in his perception, Wu Si's aura is very perfect, exactly the same as what they have gained through normal cultivation, and it doesn't look like they have been improved by taking pills with great side effects.

"Wu Si, don't think that you can be lawless after being promoted to the ninth level of marrow refining! You have just been promoted, and I have been in this state for many years. If we really fight, you can't be my opponent! I miss you for managing the sect for so many years For my own sake, as long as you find your way back, I can make you the Great Elder, and the Tingxue Sword will be left to you to use in the future!"

Wu Si shrugged upon hearing this and said: "I don't care whether it's the First Elder or the Second Elder, but I have a request. If you agree, what if you return the snow knife to the First Elder?"

Peng Xiong raised his eyebrows: "What's the request?"

"It's very simple, start a full-scale war against Shengdan Sect!"

Peng Xiong's face suddenly turned cold when he heard this: "This is nonsense! This can't be done!"

Wu Si shook his head: "Sect Master, I originally thought you were a smart man, but I didn't expect you to be as stupid as the Great Elder! My Thousand Poison Sect has been secretly developing for many years, and my strength is no longer what it used to be, not to mention that I have also been promoted to a refiner. Ninth level of marrow! We and Shengdan Sect have been on the same level for a long time. Now Wen Mingyan has understood the meaning of the sword. If we don't get rid of them now, will we still have a chance when Wen Mingyan is also promoted to the ninth level of marrow refining? I'm looking for stability. Being pedantic will only lead to our destruction!”

Peng Xiong snorted coldly when he heard this: "Hmph! Although the Shengdan Sect has shown signs of decline in the battles over the years, do you really think that their hundreds of years of history are just a joke? You don't really think that the whereabouts of the Hongchen Sword Master are You don’t know! I can tell you clearly, whether it’s the Shengdan Sect or the Haoyang Sect, since they can stabilize our end, it makes sense! Even if you are promoted to the ninth level of marrow refining, it will not help!"

Although Wu Si is the second elder of the Thousand Poison Sect and is considered a first-class figure in the Chiyun Mansion, due to his limited cultivation, he still does not know some top-secret information, including the two sects mentioned by Peng Xiong. The resistance and the whereabouts of the Hongchen Sword Master.

Although Wu Si was afraid of Hongchen Sword Master, he was already close to the big tree of Zoroastrian Cult. His heart was as high as the sky at this time, and he was even called the Holy Pill Sect without even looking at the Governor's Mansion.

"Ha! How can a coward like a mouse achieve anything? In this case, the only way to do it is to do it once!"

Peng Xiong was not afraid of this. As he said, Wu Si had just entered the ninth level of marrow refining not long ago, and his realm was not yet stable and complete, let alone the use of the spirit wheel.

Although both of them are at the same level, Peng Xiong is confident that he can defeat Wu Si within thirty moves!

"Since you don't believe in evil so much, then do it once! It will also help you understand the gap between you and me!"

Peng Xiong's fists collided, and the breath of the ninth level of marrow was instantly released. A three-inch spiritual wheel suddenly appeared on his chest, and the milky white spiritual power quickly formed a thin film on his fists.

Wu Si deliberately tested his current combat power, and immediately summoned his three-inch spiritual wheel, and took the initiative to greet him with his sword.

Peng Xiong was shocked when he saw that Wu Si's spiritual wheel was as big as himself.

"Lion Roaring in the Dark Night!"

Wu Si also knew that there was a gap between him and Peng Xiong, so he used his strongest martial arts as soon as he came up.

With the Tingxue Knife in hand, the power of the Dark Night Lion Roaring Slash is even more terrifying.

The phantom of the prince formed by the fierce sword energy opened its bloody mouth and bit Peng Xiong's head.

"Ha! It seems that you have not been idle these years, and you have actually learned how to cut the lion in the dark night! However, if you only have this little strength, then you should surrender obediently! How can you achieve your current level of strength? It’s not easy, it’s my sect’s foundation, I really can’t bear to kill you!”

Peng Xiong smiled ferociously, and a powerful punch erupted from his fists. He took a step forward and smashed the lion's shadow with both fists.

"Break all the troubles with one fist!"

With a saturated, rich yellow fist force, Wu Si's Dark Night Lion Roaring Slash was blown to pieces with a huge sound.

Wu Si didn't dare to be careless when he saw this, and hurriedly stepped back. At the same time, he quickly swung the Tingxue knife in his hand, and struck Peng Xiong with powerful sword energy.

With that move just now, Peng Xiong had already discovered Wu Si's weakness. Wu Si's use of the spirit wheel was too shallow, otherwise his punch just now would definitely not have defeated the Shadow Lion Roaring Slash so easily.

After testing the first move, Peng Xiong also let go of his hands and feet. The spiritual wheel on his chest rotated rapidly, and a steady stream of spiritual power was injected into his fists. Every time he punched, he could make a sonic boom. Wu Si waved The sword energy that came out was shattered by his punch!

When the distance between the two was less than two meters, Peng Xiong jumped up high and hit Wu Si with his fists together.

At this time, the yellow light on Peng Xiong's fists was generous, and the power was even more powerful than the punch he had used previously to break the eight wastes.

Wu Si panicked and hurriedly shouted: "Lord Tianhuo, save me!"

"Huh? Is there anyone else?"

Although Peng Xiong was confused, he did not stop moving his hands. His fists hit Wu Si like a mountain.

"Zongzhu Peng, that's enough. Since we are all our own people, why don't we sit down and talk."

The Skyfire Warrior appeared, with a faint red light flashing on his raised right hand. He actually caught Peng Xiong's fists steadily with one hand.

Peng Xiong looked down and exclaimed: "Five-inch spiritual wheel!"

Peng Xiong immediately retreated, closing the distance between himself and the Skyfire Warrior, staring at him with deep eyes.

Currently, only Governor Chiyun has the five-inch spirit wheel in the Chiyun Mansion.

Since the Skyfire Warlord could easily catch his attack, there was no need to question his combat prowess.

Peng Xiong stared at General Tianhuo with a solemn expression: "Who are you? Your aura is unfamiliar. I don't remember that there is a person like you in the Chiyun Mansion! I, Qian Du Sect, have no grudges against you in recent times and have no grudges in the past. Why should I do this? Interfering in my sect’s affairs?”

The Heavenly Fire Warlord chuckled: "I just want to give you Qian Du Sect a fortune that will blow the world away. It depends on whether you are willing to accept it. As for my identity, please take a look at this."

The Skyfire Warrior clapped his palm forward, and red spiritual power suddenly spurted out from his palm to form a special flame mark in the air.

Peng Xiong's expression became more solemn after seeing the flame mark: "Are you a Zoroastrian?"

The Skyfire Warrior put his hands behind his back and nodded: "Zooroastrian Cult, I am the Skyfire Warrior. What do you think, should we talk? Or we can talk after the fight?" (End of Chapter)