Let you be a good grandson, you raise a group of banshees?

Before he finished speaking, he took out a piece of yellow paper from his arms and recited a few spells. The runes on the yellow paper emitted a faint halo, and then a gust of cold wind blew.

The cold wind howled, causing the whole house to shake continuously.

The man pointed his finger, and the yellow paper suddenly burst into flames, turning into a fireball and flying towards Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan stretched out his hand and sucked the ball of fire into his hand.

"Haha, kid, now you still don't believe that I am a true disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect?"

Lu Yuan shook his head, sneered, and said: "You are just a small fry, how can you be qualified to be a disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect. I think you are an idiot, right?"

The man was so angry that he almost vomited blood after hearing what Lu Yuan said. He pointed at Lu Yuan and said angrily: "Asshole! How dare you call me an idiot!"

Lu Yuan sneered and said, "I didn't scold you. Didn't I just say idiot?"

"You..." The man glared at Lu Yuan and said, "I am a true disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect! I tell you, even if you kill us, you will still die here!"

Lu Yuan sneered and said, "I'm not afraid of you at all!"

"Okay, in that case, don't blame me for being rude."

The man shouted angrily, turned his palm over, and formed a magic spell.

As the man's handprints changed, a black shadow suddenly emerged from the ground.

The black shadow was completely black, with red eyes and a mouth wide open, as if it was ready to swallow Lu Yuan at any time.

Lu Yuan's pupils shrank slightly. The aura of this black shadow was very similar to that of the elder of the Demonic Cult. He was obviously also a Saint-level master.

He quickly threw the fireball in his hand, hitting the black shadow's head, and it exploded instantly, bursting into flames all over the sky.

However, the black shadow's skin was harder than steel, and there was no wound at all. Instead, it became more and more excited, roaring and rushing towards Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan quickly used the Eight Desolate Steps to avoid the attack of the black shadow. However, at the moment when Lu Yuan dodged, the black shadow suddenly rushed out again and knocked Lu Yuan to the ground.

Lu Yuan quickly kicked out with his legs, but was suppressed by the black shadow.

"Boy, you are quite good at fighting, aren't you? How come you can't even deal with a Saint-level master now?" the black shadow said with a mocking tone.

"You..." Lu Yuan's heart was shocked. He quickly struggled to stand up, then infused his spiritual power into his legs and kicked the black shadow hard on the chest.

The power of Lu Yuan's full-strength kick was so terrifying that the black shadow was kicked backwards and then hit a big tree.

Lu Yuan snorted coldly and said, "Nothing more than that!"

At this time, a man suddenly walked out from somewhere in the woods, holding a dagger in his hand. He stared at Lu Yuan with a grim smile on his face and sneered, "Boy, it seems that we, the Heavenly Demon Sect, underestimated you."

"Haha. Didn't you, the Demonic Sect, underestimate humans?" Lu Yuan said in a cold voice.

"Good boy, you are really eloquent! You are worthy of being the most promising young talent in the human race!" The man said with a smile: "But we still have a trick up our sleeve, so don't be careless."

"Secret weapon?" Lu Yuan asked doubtfully.

The man smiled and said, "Our special move can make your death more painful."

Before he finished speaking, a paper talisman appeared in the man's hand. He stuck the talisman on the back of his hand and then threw it into the air.

At the moment the paper talisman fell, the temperature around it suddenly rose, the flowers, plants and trees withered, and even the air began to smoke.

Lu Yuan felt that the spiritual power in his body began to stir, as if it wanted to break free. Lu Yuan quickly practiced his skills to calm his spiritual power.

The man stared at Lu Yuan and said, "It seems that this trick is indeed the best choice to deal with people. However, its effect is not obvious. You haven't reached the peak of the heavenly level yet, you can't withstand this trick of mine!"

Lu Yuan snorted coldly and said, "Just because I can't bear it doesn't mean that others can't bear it either."

"Haha, is that so?" The man sneered, "Unfortunately, except for me, no one here can resist my 'Nine Nether Devil Fire Curse'."

The moment the words fell, a long sword appeared in the man's hand.

The sword was dark in color, covered with mysterious patterns, and the blade was extremely sharp, with a cold glow.

"Nine Nether Demon Sword! One of the three magical weapons of the Demonic Cult!" After the man said this, he turned his wrist and a sword energy shot out, slashing down towards Lu Yuan.

This sword energy contained an incomparably huge amount of spiritual power. Wherever it passed, the air twisted and trembled.

Lu Yuan quickly summoned the Chixiao Sword and held it in front of himself.

The long sword chopped on the Chixiao Sword, sparks flew, and astonishing spiritual power fluctuations burst out, causing the surrounding air to distort.

With a loud "boom", the whole mountain shook, dust filled the air, and trees broke.

Lu Yuan was knocked back more than ten feet, and the long sword was shattered into pieces.

The man sneered and said, "You're nothing special!" As he spoke, the man disappeared.

"Swoosh, swoosh." Dozens of sword lights flashed and shot towards Lu Yuan. The density was so high that Lu Yuan didn't even have a chance to breathe.

Lu Yuan gritted his teeth and used his spiritual power to protect his body. He raised the Chixiao Sword and slashed at the sword lights, but the sword lights suddenly condensed together about an inch away from the tip of the sword, dissolving all the power of the sword lights.

This scene immediately surprised the man.

"You can actually resist this move! Good! Good! Interesting!"

The man said, "Not only are you extremely talented, but you are also able to combine spiritual power and spiritual skills. You are indeed worthy of re-evaluation. However, you still have to die!"

As he spoke, the man swung the sword in his hand again and attacked Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan continuously used his spiritual skills to resist the opponent's sword moves, but was defeated every time.

The man used a total of 365 moves, each of which was extremely offensive, and Lu Yuan could only defend himself.

The man became more and more excited as he fought. He said as he attacked, "Not bad, not bad! I didn't expect that there is such a genius like you in this small spiritual world. It's really a cause for celebration! However, this is all in vain. I will definitely kill you here!"

Lu Yuan sneered and said, "You won't stand a chance!"

"Ha ha."

The man laughed wildly, "Okay, let's try it! I really want to know why you say I won't have a chance!"

"Because I will kill you!"

Lu Yuan shouted coldly.

The man's smile faded, and he said coldly: "Okay! Let's try it!" (End of this chapter)