No taboos in the world

Chapter 245: Four consecutive victories, a ghost story
It takes less than a quarter of an hour.

The area around the Yuema Bridge ruins was occupied by hundreds of gangsters.

When the ordinary people saw them, especially those disciples of the Demon Sect who did not look like good people, they naturally retreated and dared not approach them.

In the restaurant, Wanwan stood beside Hong Chen, pointing at the acquaintances by the bridge and introducing them one by one.

"That fat guy is 'Fat Jia', Anlong, one of the eight great masters of the Demon Sect. He is the leader of the Tianlian Sect and has a unique skill of the Tianxin Lotus Ring. The first to strike is slow, and the second to strike is fast. The speed is determined by the heart. He has reached the realm of perfection. He is also a supporter of the evil king Shi Zhixuan."

Hong Chen followed the direction Wanwan pointed and saw a fat man with a big belly and a head so flat that it seemed like it grew directly from his fat shoulders.

The other person had a smiling face and an average appearance, but he looked like a simple and honest person.

Wanwan added: "He is the largest wine dealer in the southwest region. I heard that he also has business dealings with the Song Dynasty... oh no, the Xiao family of the Xuan Dynasty. Zui Hongchen..." She glanced at Hong Chen, "All Zui Hongchen in the Sui Dynasty come from his chamber of commerce."

Hong Chen couldn't help but nodded: "This is a talent."

Zhu Yuyan: "He is very cunning."

"Don't be afraid. Cunning is also a skill. What about that man? He looks like a businessman, too."

Wanwan looked over and nodded, "He is 'Bichen' Rong Fengxiang, the successor of the Laojun Temple, a branch of the Zhenchuan Sect, and also a member of our Yinkui Sect. On the surface, he is the richest man in Luoyang and the president of the Luoyang Chamber of Commerce."

"Oh, is he obedient?" Hong Chen looked at Zhu Yuyan.

Zhu Yuyan: "He has already become a well-known figure, but he is also polite. If there is an order from the sect, he will obey it."

"Well, next one."

Wanwan looked around and soon locked onto another person.

"That's Zuo Youxian, the master of the Ziwu Sword. I didn't expect him to be here too. He is the descendant of another branch of the True Teachings, the Daozu True Teachings. He possesses two unique skills, the Ziwu Gang and the Renbing Swordsmanship. The combination of the two can perform a more powerful martial art, the Sword Gang Tongliu. However, his realm is still a little lacking, and he cannot bring the Sword Gang Tongliu to perfection."

Hong Chen: “I’ve heard of it.”

Wanwan looked again, and her eyes suddenly froze.

"That person is You Niaojuan, the 'rebellious' one! He is the descendant of the Nixing Faction, a branch of the Xieji Sect, and the leader of the four major disciples of the Evil Emperor Xiang Yutian."

"Oh?"

Wanwan's tone became more serious. "The Xie Emperor's Relics, as the name suggests, is a legacy passed down from Xie Emperor, the leader of Xie Ji Sect. However, ever since Xiang Yutian disappeared, his four disciples have been fighting over the Xie Emperor's Relics. Xie Ji Sect seems to be declining, but in fact, no one dares to underestimate them."

Hong Chen nodded and said, "There are eight masters of the Demon Sect, four outside and one here, so there are three left."

Wanwan gave him a strange look and said, "It's not three, there are only two. The Heavenly Lord Xi Ying has been killed by you."

"Yes, yes, I almost forgot."

Wanwan said: "Demon Commander Zhao Deyan is the national teacher in the Turks. His status in the Turks is only lower than that of Martial Master Bi Xuan and Turkic Khan Jie Li. However, I guess he will definitely not give up the evil emperor's relic. Maybe he got the news late because he is in the Turks. He will come sooner or later. As for the evil king..."

She paused for a moment, but did not dare to look directly at Zhu Yuyan.

When she was young, Zhu Yuyan was deceived by Shi Zhixuan and lost her virginity, thus losing the opportunity to break through the eighteenth level of the Heavenly Demon Secret.

Therefore, Shi Zhixuan's name is a taboo in front of Zhu Yuyan.

Zhu Yuyan's expression did change slightly, but she did not say anything.

Wanwan continued, "The evil king has disappeared for a long time, and I don't know if he will come."

"The Yinkui Sect, Xieji Sect, Tianlian Sect, and Zhenchuan Sect are all here. Xi Ying of the Mieqing Sect is dead. Zhao Deyan of the Moxiang Sect is in the Turks. Shi Zhixuan of the Butian Pavilion is missing. So... what about the Huajian Sect?" Hong Chen carefully counted the inheritances of various sects of the Demon Sect.

"The Huajian School has only one successor, the current successor Hou Xibai, is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, literary and military tactics, and loves to hang out in brothels. He calls himself a flower protector and is nicknamed the Amorous Young Master. If you want to find him, brother-in-law might as well look for Shi Feixuan."

Hong Chen smiled and said, "It's a one-man lineage, so there's no rush."

Zhu Yuyan also spoke up at this time: "If we can make those four people outside surrender, then the Demon Sect can be considered unified. The Devil Sect is full of people who are not worthy of being in the upper class. The Demon Sect loves to stir up trouble with its tactics. As for the Butian Pavilion, Shi Zhixuan has been crazy for so many years, and it has long been in name only."

Although this statement is highly subjective, it is not bad objectively speaking.

After all, the Yinkui Sect can be said to be the pillar of the current Demon Sect.

If the Yinkui Sect is taken down, the progress of the Demon Sect's unification will soar to at least 40%.

As they were talking, the water on the Qu River suddenly started to ripple. A disciple of the Demon Sect popped up and shouted, "Treasure House! The entrance to Yang Gong's treasure house is right down there!"

Upon hearing this, the crowd was in an uproar.

Although the evil emperor's relic is good, there is only one of it.

Yang Gong’s treasury is different. Who doesn’t need gold, silver and treasures?
Then, turning around, another group of gangsters jumped into the river.

On the contrary, the people from the Demon Sect remained calm and motionless.

"What are they waiting for?" Hong Chen was not very satisfied.

Wanwan thought for a moment and said, "Maybe he is unsure about the evil emperor's relic and is afraid of falling into a trap?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw some of the Demon Sect disciples beside the four people also jump into the river.

Hong Chen sighed, "Even though the dragons have come out, they still need to find someone to scout the way. They are really cautious."

Wanwan was not surprised: "If the people of the Demon Sect are not careful enough, they will be killed by others or their own sect members."

"The same to you?"

"I guess so. But Master cares about me a lot, and not many people dare to mess with me."

"Bian Bu Fu?"

Wanwan's face darkened, "Well done to you for killing that guy!"

Zhu Yuyan also said: "He should have died long ago!"

Hong Chen smiled and waited for a moment. Seeing that those people still did not move, he could not help but shake his head slightly.

"Forget it, let's beat him up first."

Before he finished speaking, his figure disappeared in the restaurant.

riverside.

Fat Jia Anlong was holding his big belly with his hands, looking at the river with a smile like Maitreya Buddha, and he didn't look anxious at all.

"How much do you weigh?"

A sudden voice sounded in my ears.

An Long's eyelashes trembled, and before he could even control the expression on his face, he had already attacked very quickly.

Two fat hands, with ten fingers as thick as silkworms, but the inward-curling gestures that look like claws, and the burning true energy that blooms like a lotus core make people dare not underestimate it.

In a flash, An Long grabbed Hong Chen's shoulders with his claws and used his finger techniques instantly. The true energy constructed by the Tianxin Lotus Ring immediately penetrated into Hong Chen's body as densely as a net and as aggressively as fire.

However, as soon as his true energy invaded, it disappeared like a drop of water in the sea or a drop of water in the river, completely cutting off the connection and disappearing.

At this time, An Long finally looked at Hong Chen's face with horror.

The smile was still bright, but in Anlong's eyes it was like a smile from the underworld.

Hong Chen's shoulders shook, and An Long's hands were immediately bounced away. Then, he clenched his fingers into claws and grabbed forward.

Stab it!

The brocade robe that shone with a rich aura was instantly torn into pieces, and five bloody scars extended from the shoulder to the palm.

"Your claws seem to be a little worse than my dragon claw hands?"

Anlong grimaced in pain and retreated quickly with his arms trembling.

"Who are you?"

Hong Chen shook off the blood on his hands and said, "That sounds much more intimate. Recently, there are always people who recognize me. I thought I became a star."

An Long frowned and stared at Hong Chen's face carefully.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Hong Chen spread his hands: "It's over, you know me too."

"evil……"

As soon as he uttered a word, Hong Chen grabbed him in his hand.

"Don't make a noise, this is a surprise." He lifted An Long up and estimated, "At least three hundred pounds!"

Anlong's face twitched, but he didn't dare to fight back.

"I don't know what you need, senior. I can do my best to help you."

Hong Chen put him down and said with a smile: "I want to unify the Demon Sect. The Yinkui Sect has already agreed. What does your Tianlian Sect think?"

Anlong was stunned.

"No hurry, think about it first. I'll come back to you after I've dealt with the other three people."

the other side.

Hong Chen put his arm around Rong Fengxiang's shoulders and said, "Laojun Temple is a Taoist heritage, but you, as a successor, are doing business. Don't you want to revive the reputation of Taoism?"

Rong Fengxiang didn't move.

It’s not that I don’t want to move, but I can’t move.

An arm was placed on his shoulder, like a mountain pressing down on his head. Even if he mobilized all his energy like a raging wave, he could not shake it at all.

"I want to unify the Demon Sect. Are you willing to support me?"

Rong Fengxiang's face turned red and veins were exposed. After struggling for a while, he felt as if his dantian was about to explode in the next second.

So, he forced himself to speak, uttering word by word: "Willing!"

"very good."

The pressure suddenly disappeared when the voice sounded. But when he turned around, he could no longer see Hong Chen.

Under the willow tree.

"Draw out your sword."

Hearing this, Zuo Youxian was struck by lightning. He turned around and drew the Ziwu sword in his hand immediately.

A sharp and sinister sword energy suddenly emerged.

However, there was only a series of rapid and fine cracking sounds, and his sword energy and unique skills, which had not yet reached their peak, were completely broken.

A cold light quickly enlarged in front of his eyes, until a needle-like pain came between his eyebrows.

"You are the representative of the true preaching. If the Demon Sect is unified, are you willing to submit?"

A warm current passed through the tip of his nose, and Zuo Youxian said stiffly, "I wish."

"Okay, you have quite a talent. I will teach you the sword technique later."

"Thanks……"

The person in front of him scattered with the wind, and Zuo Youxian was stunned and dazed.

Next to the stone monument.

"Let you make the first move."

Upon hearing the sound, You Niaojuan's reaction was not much better than the previous three people.

He instantly gathered all his strength and slapped his hands backwards surrounded by black air.

Immediately afterwards, a dragon roar was heard, and You Niaojuan was swallowed by a golden dragon, smashing the stone tablet, breaking through the house, and rolling for dozens of times like a sandbag before finally stopping.

Before he could spit out all the blood, there was another dragon roar, and his body returned uncontrollably along the same path, and then he was stepped on the ground and could not move.

It was not that Hong Chen deliberately abused him, but You Niaojuan, as the successor of the Xieji Sect and the eldest disciple of Xiang Yutian, had a deep obsession with the Evil Emperor's relics and was also an even more insidious person.

This kind of person cannot be subdued unless you use heavy hands.

He had to make a devastating move in one go and let him see that his grandmother was waving at him.

Hong Chen looked down at his face covered in blood.

"Dead or alive?"

"Oh... cough cough, live, I want to live..."

"A smart choice."

Soon, the four men came to the restaurant, and each of them buried their heads in silence.

Such performance is not only due to Hong Chen’s positive strength.

What's even scarier is.

There were four battles in a row just now. Except for the people found by Hong Chen, the disciples of the Demon Sect who were right next to them didn't notice anything at all!

It's like a ghost story.

(End of this chapter)