Sword God Broken Kong

Chapter 54 Demon Lord
The moonlight fell from the starry night sky, and the ten-meter-square open space in the dense forest was still bright. From a glance, one could see Feng Qing practicing sword skills here. Feng Qing was very excited, even though it was almost midnight , but there was no intention of stopping.

Not far from this open space, Ji Tiancheng, who had sat down cross-legged to study the way of swords because of some insights, suddenly opened his dark eyes, and the moonlight shone on those dark eyes, shining brightly.

Ji Tiancheng stood up, looking towards the open space of his junior brother Feng Qing, but saw that Feng Qing was still practicing hard, with a very satisfied expression on his face.

Feng Qingken is so diligent, even if he has no talent in kendo, he will go far in the future, and judging from Feng Qing's comprehension, his talent in kendo is probably not low.

Diligence can make up for one's weakness, not to mention that although Feng Qing's talent in kendo doesn't mean drawing inferences from one example, at least there is no difficulty in comprehending it. In the future, his kendo achievements may even reach the level of the sect's grand elder.

Ji Tiancheng walked towards Feng Qing step by step. Although it is a good thing for Feng Qing to practice swords diligently, practicing swordsmanship is a long-term thing after all. Now it is almost midnight. If Feng Qing does not rest, I am afraid that he will not have the energy to practice again tomorrow. Sword, this is contrary to the original intention.

Feng Qing's current cultivation is only at the level of inner qi like silk, but he can't achieve the level like Ji Tiancheng, who can feel full of energy even if he doesn't sleep for a few days and nights.

With a light smile on his face, Ji Tiancheng shouted to Feng Qing who was practicing sword: "Junior Brother Feng Qing, it's getting late, you should rest early, otherwise you won't have the energy to practice sword tomorrow, which is not beautiful."

Feng Qing jumped up, sheathed the sword in his hand, nodded to Ji Tiancheng, said "Yes", and rushed towards the wooden house quickly with sword steps.

Seeing this, Ji Tiancheng couldn't help but smiled wryly. This Junior Brother Feng Qing was really impatient. He just learned sword skills and wanted to practice without wasting any time.

This also reminded him of when he had just learned swordsmanship, at that time he seemed to be the same as Feng Qing, or even more serious.

At the very beginning, he didn't want to waste a little time communicating with others, he just practiced sword practice and sword practice, and it wasn't until a few years later that he mastered swordsmanship that he started to deal with his brothers.

Thinking of this, he couldn't stop laughing.

At this time, he suddenly found a large cloud in the sky, covering the stars in the sky, and the moonlight shining like jade was also blocked by the thicker and darker clouds, and the sky completely darkened. Not a little brilliance.

Seeing this, Ji Tiancheng muttered in his heart, and looked at the dark sky suspiciously.

At the same time, in a pavilion on Tongtianjian Peak in Cangzhou, an old man with a long white beard sitting on a rolling wooden chair suddenly opened his eyes.

A trace of uneasiness flashed in the resolute and vicissitudes of the eyes, looking at the slightly trembling scarlet blue spirit sword placed on the table next to the wheelchair, and looking at the dark and boundless sky outside the window, there was a sound of horror in his heart.

He quickly grasped the spirit sword, closed his eyes as if he was feeling something, gradually his face turned pale, and he couldn't help shouting: "How did the Demon Cult become so powerful! Could it be that they are going to be born!"

His complexion changed, and only solemnity remained in his eyes.

At this moment, darkness swallows light.

All the true qi masters in Kyushu felt a little uneasy in their hearts.

The Zhenqi Grandmaster with a weaker cultivation base felt as if a big stone was pressed on his chest. He wanted to move the big stone in his heart, but he couldn't do it, and cold sweat appeared on his face.

Ji Tiancheng was no exception. He felt the oppression in his heart. Just when he was terrified, the sword hidden behind his back moved slightly. The movement was so small that Ji Tiancheng couldn't notice it. Immediately, the oppression in his heart disappeared, leaving only a faint disturbed.

Wuyouzi, who was forging a sword, also felt flustered at this moment, stopped the movements of his hands, and immediately suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and concentrated on forging the sword again.

He didn't notice at all that a strand of black thread penetrated into the embryo of the sword weapon in a daze just now.

Ning Wuque and Zheng Congqi on Wenle Mountain came to a hidden hall, looked at each other with serious expressions on their faces.

"Brother!" Zheng Congqi said lightly, "I need to take a medicinal bath."

Ning Wuque's expression became complicated in an instant. Medicinal bath is a taboo method of Yunzong, which can raise a level of realm.

It was supposed to be a superb secret method, but it has a fatal flaw, that is, after using the medicated bath, the realm cannot be raised again, and it will stay in the realm after the promotion forever.

Moreover, the medicinal bath method can only elevate the state to the stellar state where the true energy is exposed, and anyone who breaks through the true energy state normally has a chance to break through the true energy, so the medicinal bath has become a taboo method .

After using the medicated bath, the potential will be exhausted, and if you can't improve your realm a little bit, you will be unable to aspire to the Great Perfection of Zhenqi, or even a higher realm.

"That's fine, the Devil's Cult is about to be born, and our two stellar qi masters should be able to barely guarantee that the Yunzong will not perish."

"Is it just not dying?"

"Hehe, I even wondered if it would be impossible to stop the Devil's Cult from attacking."

"Why? Is the Demon Cult really that scary!"

"..."

Ning Wuque suddenly fell silent.

"Brother, tell me quickly!"

Zheng Congqi's eyes were red, and he yelled at Ning Wuque, it was a matter of Yunzong's life and death, he could no longer be calm, his hissing voice echoed in the empty hall.

"Do you know why we felt uneasy just now?"

"why?"

"Because the Demon Sect has an existence that breaks through the realm of true energy."

"..."

"So, if he comes, we're done."

"..."

Zheng Congqi stopped talking and slowly backed out.

The moonlight reappeared, dispelling the darkness, the sun rose along the horizon, and a new day came. On this day, many sects were no longer peaceful, because they all learned one thing.

"The Demon Cult is about to be born."

The Tongtian Sword Sect in Cangzhou, the Yuhuang Pavilion in Yuzhou, the Mad Saber Gate in Yunzhou, the Shura Blood Prison in Qingzhou, including the Tongtian Sword Sect in Cangzhou, and other top forces in Kyushu, all followed the orders of the elders in the sect. , act secretly.

On the back mountain of Cangzhou Tongtian Sword Sect, an old man in a wheelchair was looking at the rising sun in the distance on a flat piece of land, with a look of sadness in his eyes.

"Will there be a new generation of Xuan Qingyou from the Demon Sect?"

"What is above the realm of true energy? I'm afraid I have no chance to touch this old bone."

"The devil will need at least three years to consolidate his realm. Taking this opportunity, maybe I should do something..."

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