The Great Demon of Martial Arts

Chapter 18 Mu Jue's Experience

Ji Chuan carefully sized up the man holding the knife. He was dressed in a black suit, with the empty sleeve of his right arm swaying in the wind.

The black handle of the knife was tightly held by a pair of rough hands, and the cold blade was filled with layers of evil spirits, as if a fierce tiger was rushing towards the face, and the suffocation made Ji Chuan's hairs stand on end. Keep thinking and running.

However, Ji Chuan knew very well that as a cultivator of Dao Heart Demon, he was born with extremely strong spiritual perception, but he still did not escape the knife.

At this time, wanting to get away is tantamount to the difficulty of ascending to heaven.

"It's you?"

Perhaps it was because the man in black didn't speak much, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he could feel the rigidity in his words, as well as a gloomy and hoarse voice.

When the man in black blurted out some doubtful words, Ji Chuan stared at the man in black again with some surprise.

I don't know.

This was Ji Chuan's first feeling.

However, Ji Chuan remained silent, neither denying nor admitting.

Regardless of whether this person is wrong or not, it has nothing to do with Ji Chuan, his only idea is to find a chance to escape.

The man in black seemed to be more indifferent than Ji Chuan, and asked coldly, "Aren't you a disciple of Tongtian Demon Sect? What are you doing here?"

"Yes, Your Excellency seems to know me, but I don't seem to know Your Excellency." Ji Chuan shrugged and said casually.

However, only he himself knew that his body was already tense at this time, and his spirit had not let go for a moment.

The man in black didn't answer Ji Chuan's question. He paused and asked, "You took on the task of chasing and killing Wu Ming, a disciple of Lingxi Valley, within the sect, right?"

Hearing that, Ji Chuan's spirit was concentrated, and the only ones who could know the mission were members of the sect, but he didn't count on the members of the sect, so he would definitely let him go.

Unexpectedly, the blade on Ji Chuan's neck disappeared with the sharp sound of being sheathed.

"So fast!"

Instead of relaxing, Ji Chuan's whole body collapsed even tighter. This feeling of being killed at any time made him extremely disgusted.

Thinking about it this way, Ji Chuan still didn't see a trace of panic on his face, and said calmly, "That's right, I'm right here."

"Here, take it, that's Wu Ming." The man in black was still indifferent, walked towards the corpse beside him, kicked the corpse towards Ji Chuan like he was kicking garbage, and said indifferently.

Looking intently, the blood on the neck of the corpse had already solidified, and Ji Chuan was surprised that this person had already died in Lingxi Valley.

"Thank you, I don't know if your Excellency is..."

Since everyone else sent it, Ji Chuan would not be polite in the slightest, and thanked him.

However, he was very curious about who this person was?
He, Ji Chuan, doesn't have many friends in the sect.

"Mu Jue." The man in black dropped a sentence coldly, and then said: "You should return to the sect, your cultivation level is too low, and you may die in this treacherous river and lake."

After speaking, Mu Jue left step by step, with a chilling and lonely back, but Ji Chuan saw the bleakness in it, this is a person with a story.

In the end, Ji Chuan's slender eyes stared at Mu Jue who was slowly going away, and he still couldn't help saying: "With your aptitude, why are you still trapped in a small demon sect? Don't you want to go to a wider world? , that's where you should go."

"That's my business."

As soon as he finished speaking, suddenly, Mu Jue's face flushed strangely, his whole body trembled like convulsions, and his breathing gradually became heavier.

Mu Jue, who had always looked at people with an indifferent image, was hunched over his originally tall and bleak figure.
The body is rapidly weakening.

In the end, I didn't even have the ability to stand.

However, at this moment, Mu Jue stubbornly leaned on the pitch-black knife, holding on and not falling down, his throat let out a cry like a wild beast.

In just a moment, Mu Jue felt the qi and blood in his body churning, like boiling water, as if a century had passed in an instant. Fortunately, he had long been accustomed to this kind of pain, and it was not a big deal.

Seeing this, Ji Chuan frowned slightly. He didn't understand what happened, but he still stood there, waiting quietly.

After a long time.

Mu Jue let out a long breath of slightly dark red turbid air, his complexion was slowly recovering, and his body was not as weak as before.

"Senior Brother Mu, did something go wrong in your cultivation?"

At this time, seeing that Mu Jue's health seemed to be getting better, Ji Chuan found an opportunity to speak up. Since he is a disciple of the same sect, there is nothing wrong with calling him senior brother.

Hearing this, Mu never denied it.

A moment of silence.

"Is this the price?" Mu Jue said with a calm expression.

In fact, to Mu Jue, this pain is nothing, compared to the pain he suffered as a child, it is really insignificant.

"The price?" Ji Chuan chewed in surprise.

"Yeah, the price of leapfrogging the challenge, for us, heh, the leapfrogging challenge is so difficult, we don't have the skills, martial arts, and elixir that the disciples of the big sect are born with, they have everything they need. What do we have, what do we have?" None, I can only fight and fight with my own life.”

Mu Jue's unique hoarse voice echoed endlessly in this silent cemetery, melodious and long-lasting.

"You asked me why I am so qualified, why I stay in this small sect."

Gradually, Mu Jue became agitated, and a sickly redness appeared on his face again, "It's ridiculous, how ridiculous, I'm just a poor wretch with extremely low qualifications, I was working hard, since I got that inheritance , is doomed to embark on a road of no return.”

"Inheritance?" Ji Chuan grasped the word, narrowed his eyes slightly, and Ye Qingming's words lingered in his ears.

In this territory, there are many strong men and sects everywhere, and the inheritance and relics left by many strong men have made many people in the martial arts world leap into the dragon's gate and become predators in the rivers and lakes. The whole rivers and lakes.

It can be said that the Heavenly Demon strategy in Ji Chuan's mind is a kind of inheritance.

Thinking about it, Mu Jue got the inheritance, which also explains why such a genius can appear in such a small demon sect.

No, perhaps not genius!

As Mu Jue said, compared with those great sect disciples who already had good innate advantages, they had no choice but to fight with their lives.

The indifferent Mu Jue seemed to have found the source of catharsis, telling his own experience in a long and empty voice.

He didn't feel that there was anything inappropriate in front of a stranger like Ji Chuan.

Maybe it can't be called a stranger, after all, he still indirectly saved Ji Chuan's life, or it would be more accurate to say that he helped him once.

"When I obtained the cheat book of Blood Knife Slashing, I was almost ecstatic, but the moment I opened it, it was like a bucket of cold water was poured on my head."

"It has only one style. It is the last style."

"This is a forbidden move."

"Practice or not?"

"If you practice it, you will face the backlash of not having high-level kung fu to suppress the Blood Saber Slash, and finally being backlashed to death will be the only way back."

"A person uses a sword, and a sword can also hurt a person."

"That's right, I've practiced it, it's really powerful, and it's as easy as drinking water for me with this move, hehehe..."

While talking, Mu Jue let out a carefree and weird laugh with that hoarse voice.

(End of this chapter)