Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 199 The Demon Lord comes to visit Lou
Shushan Hall.

Standing in the main hall were the five elders of Shushan, as well as the eldest disciple of Shushan, Xu Changqing, and his junior brother Chang Yin, but the atmosphere was a bit ominous and extremely solemn.

"Master, I heard from Chang Yin that the person who came that night was as powerful as an emperor. Who is he?"

Xu Changqing, who hurried back, asked in a solemn voice.

"That's not a demon, it's a devil, the devil respects the building!" Taoist Priest Qingwei shook his fly whisk and said with emotion, and he couldn't help but recall what happened that night.

In the night sky, thunder flashed, and a domineering figure with monstrous flames left from the direction of Shushan, followed by a gray-robed figure chasing out.

Mo Zunzunlou noticed the leader of Shushan chasing after him, sneered, and turned into a black stream of light and went away.

Originally, Qingwei wouldn't have fought against the current No. 1 person in the Six Realms over a magic sword, but the Demon Locking Tower was breached, and the opponent's target was General Feipeng. For the sake of the people in the world, he had no choice but to go and stop him. other side.

Seeing Qingwei chasing after him, Mo Zunzunlou slowed down, allowing Qingwei to stop him in front.

The two auras collided, and the black-red aura and golden aura surged out.

He overlooked the city below and quickly locked onto Sedum's position.

The most important thing is that the person in front of him actually has two horns growing on his forehead.

"Demon respect building!"

Demon Zhenglou, whose hands were itching for a long time, looked at Qingwei with a heavy head and immediately became unceremonious. He stretched out his hands and shot out a demon sword.

Just when he was looking at it, a strong wind overturned the table, causing Sedum to fall upside down and scream.

"The poor Taoist would like to ask you to wait a moment longer!"

clang!
The magic sword hit the golden light, Qingwei's face changed slightly and became particularly solemn.

And An Yan, who had just walked back to Yong'an from Tangjiapu, felt something bad, as if something bad was about to happen.

"Haha, the Supreme Lord of the Demon World came to the world to draw the Demon Sword for the sake of General Feipeng, the strongest man in the God Realm." Qingwei said the purpose of destroying the Demon Realm.

But he didn't care about his own butt and immediately picked up Tunafa. He was relieved when he saw that Tunafa was fine.

Feeling the sharp energy surging from the magic sword, Qingwei didn't dare to be careless. She waved her fly whisk, golden light came out from her body, and she formed a seal on her right hand to block it.

Demon Zhenglou was not surprised by this, and said proudly: "I have been waiting in the Demon Realm for three days, and I am very impatient."

In the sky above Yuzhou City, the figure of Demon Zunzunlou appeared. Recalling Qingwei's words, he snorted with disdain. He never paid attention to the requests of weak people.

Qingwei knew that she was no match for the Demon Lord, so she struggled to resist the Demon Sword, and said sincerely: "I'm not here to stop you, nor am I here to recapture a Demon Sword."

"My ass!"

He found the words above very interesting, and the aura around him was drawn into his body little by little as he read, but Jingtian was still unaware of it.

In Yong'an, everyone else had gone out, and he was the only one left to look after the store, holding the Taoist breathing exercises given by his master and watching.

Obviously, Mo Zhonglou did not take Qingwei's words to heart.

"I'm sorry you don't have the ability!"

Then Jingtian looked up and found that a tall figure had appeared in the room. He was wearing a black robe with ink-colored feathers on it, and there were two arm blades on his arms.

On the other hand, Mo Zunzhenglou had a calm look on his face and did not take Qingwei into his eyes at all. He said with great interest: "Master Shushan, is it possible that you want to have a few moves with me?"

"Who are you?"

Jingtian asked himself if he knew such a person.

Demon Zhenglou walked forward slowly, looking like a gangster. The invincible aura of the past was gone. He said disappointedly: "You have changed."

"Have I changed?" Jingtian looked confused and said, "Did you find the wrong person, or did you say you were looking for my master?"

"Master?" Mo Zhenglou frowned. Why didn't he see Feipeng for three days? Feipeng had an extra master, but he didn't care. In his eyes, there was only Feipeng.

However, the current Feipeng made him very disappointed. "Look at you, you have fallen to this."

"I'm here to find you today in order to continue to complete our unfinished battle!"

"Fei Peng, pick up the sword and take action!"

I saw Demon Zunlou holding his hand, and the Demon Sword appeared in his hand. With a slight throw, the sharp Demon Sword penetrated directly into the floor at Jingtian's feet.

The sudden move startled Jingtian, but after hearing the other party's words clearly, he breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand: "You must have found the wrong person, my name is Jingtian, Jingtian's, Jingtian's" sky."

"It's not Feipeng, we're not familiar with it."

After knowing that it had nothing to do with him, he squatted down and admired this rare treasure.

"This sword is a good sword! The hilt and blade are completely made of nature, and the material is so rare in the world!"

"And this carving, this thousand-year-old antique, is so valuable."

"Can I pick it up and take a look?"

When Mo Zunzhenglou saw Jingtian's glib expression, he was also doubtful in his heart. He couldn't believe that the person in front of him was Fei Peng, his recognized opponent.

After hearing Jingtian's words, he was tentative and said, "You can see if you want."

"Thank you!"

The excited Jingtian didn't know that disaster was about to happen. He looked at the density and shape of the sword, weighing at least a hundred pounds. He wanted to try to see if he could pull it out.

In the past, if he saw that the other person was a monster, he would definitely run away without saying a word, but now he is different, he also has a master.

It doesn't matter if he can't beat him, he still has a master.

When he walked out of the corner, An Yan, who had already seen Yong An Dang, sneezed suddenly and rubbed his nose. Who was secretly cursing him behind his back?

If a strong man like Mo Zunzunlou restrained his aura, An Yan would not be able to detect it with his current strength, so he walked towards Yong'an Dang very briskly.

Jingtian stepped into a horse stance with both feet, ready to hold the magic sword with both hands, and pulled it up with all his strength. Unexpectedly, the magic sword was easily pulled out. He stumbled due to the excessive force and fell back a few steps before he regained his footing.

"what?"

"Why is it so light?"

There was no heaviness as expected, and Jingtian was a little dazed. He threw the magic sword left and right, but it was so light.

That's strange. Could it be that he got a punch in the eye?

"It's indeed yours!"

The doubts of Demon Zhenglou behind him suddenly disappeared, and he was extremely sure that the person in front of him was the reincarnation of Fei Peng.

Upon hearing this, Jingtian turned around and asked, "Me? What do you mean?"

"Come on, General Feipeng, we still have an unfinished duel!"

Jingtian, who was still excited at first, froze his smile. Looking at Mo Zunzhenglou, who had a sinister expression on his face, he could feel that the other party did not seem to be telling lies.

Before he could react, Mo Zhenglou took action and hit Jingtian with a palm.

Fortunately, Jingtian didn't react slowly and subconsciously raised the magic sword in his hand to block it in front of him.

boom!
Jingtian was blasted out with his sword, broke the door, and fell out.

Just then, An Yan walked in from the outside and saw Jingtian breaking through the door. He was shocked and immediately raised his hand to steady Jingtian.

Jingtian looked up and saw the master, and immediately howled: "Master! Help!"

(End of this chapter)