The Retirement of the Demon Lord

In Liujiazhuang Village, Guandong, several high-yard houses have been dilapidated.

More than a dozen martial arts practitioners faced off beside the broken pearl and jade.

The six people in the column on the left were dressed in red, and the lines on their clothes were like thunder, which was clearly a faction.

The seven people on the right stood scattered, wearing a variety of clothes, but they were all plain, and their figures were crooked, and few were serious.

"The people in your demon sect have done a lot of evil, and they have harmed Liujiazhuang, but you still dare to occupy the nest... I will give you a way to survive today, and quickly hand over the people, and we will let you go back to the Sun Moon God Sect. In other words, in the future, the righteous way of martial arts will never give up!" One person from the left column stood up, pointed at the opposite side with a long sword and shouted loudly.

"Hehe... The Sun and Moon Divine Sect will last forever, destroying Liujiazhuang is just an easy task, and one day it will not be difficult to unify the martial arts. How do you like to let it go!"

"I have given you a way to survive. Go back to your mother's womb!"

"I'm a member of the Sun Moon God Church branch, you have something to try!"

"Come on, come on, behind you... The name of the Sun Moon God Sect can scare you in the urine! Hahaha..."

The people on the right did not have such tacit understanding and discipline. They responded in a mess, and even glanced at each other from time to time, as if they were afraid of each other.

The column on the left was indeed taken aback when they heard the name of the Sun and Moon Divine Sect, and looked behind them secretly, I was really afraid that some big devil of the Sun and Moon Divine Sect would suddenly appear... This place in Liujiazhuang was not the same a few days ago. untested.

"You don't eat or drink for a toast!" Sure enough, he was just intimidating himself from the other side. The man in the left column was so mad that he grabbed his sword and rushed forward, trying to catch the other side by surprise!

The person on the right had been on guard against this hand for a long time, and retreated from the person close to him... The direction of the retreat was very particular, and he directly ducked behind his companion, so that this person could resist the opponent's sword light. And the companion who was used as a sandbag was not stupid, and hurriedly withdrew in the other direction, which involved another person.

Pulling one hair and moving the whole body, in the end, one person in the left column rushed forward with a sword, while the more numerous people on the right were torn apart and scattered like birds and beasts, showing that he was as brave as a million men.

However, that person didn't think it was majestic. The other party is a cunning and cunning generation, this time it is not his bravery, but the other party who is unwilling to fight with him first and is taken advantage of by others!

It was very difficult for them to force each other into this yard. There is nowhere to escape. How could they just let it go.

The six people in the left column acted separately, taking over the fleeing demon cult members one by one. They used swords and demons. These people came from different sources. Weapons, spears, swords, halberds, copper hammers, and iron claws were all different. Suddenly, the sword light and various strange weapons and weapons came together, making a clanging sound.

The person standing at the front on the right was stared at by the person on the left who attacked first, and was finally caught up. He was forced to turn over a piece of wrapping cloth on his shoulders with his backhand, and circled in his hand like a square banner. A sword knocked aside. This blow made a sound that only metal can sound, and when you heard it, you knew that there was a universe inside the bunting.

"You Hongleimen are swordsmen who use swords, don't you blush when you come to join in the excitement of Liujiazhuang?" Qibu tossed and tossed, and he counterattacked very strangely. Enter, change the previous escaping situation.

"Humph... What about the sword? The righteous path of martial arts is the same, how can we be greedy for life and fear of death, we must maintain the righteous path, and we must not let Liujiazhuang fall into the hands of the demon sect!" Leaping high, the long sword flashed a silver light in the air, and slashed heavily on the strangely rolled bunting, "Besides, you are not a trick soldier, Liujiazhuang has nothing to do with you!"

"Hey, that's why you say that your martial arts are all hypocrites, and you're a hooligan! You still maintain justice, bah!"

Most of the martial arts of the Demon Sect are evil demons, and most of them are cowards. Before the flag cloth knocked on the long sword, there was a metal sound. Although the eldest disciple of the Red Thunder Gate rarely saw a strange soldier, he also guessed that the flag cloth must be hiding the iron blade. But although the iron blade is hard, the flag cloth is still cloth.

Therefore, the eldest disciple of the Red Thunder Gate jumped high and slashed heavily, intending to rags!

The bunting was slashed by the long sword, and unexpectedly, there was no clanging sound, and there was a soft touch, and the bunting was directly cut without breaking.

The eldest disciple of Hongleimen immediately felt that something was wrong, this bunting is not a whole body with iron blades hidden, there is another universe!

As expected, the bunting was cut and folded, and the four corners were turned over, directly wrapping the long sword. The demon sect disciple grinned wickedly, grasped the long sword blade with both hands through the bunting, and turned vigorously, the bunting circled on all sides, and the blade screeched loudly.

The eldest disciple of the Red Thunder Gate came to his senses at this time, the bunting only had blades on the corners! The bunting is made of high-toughness material, and it is used for defense with softness! His long sword slashed to the center of the bunting, just like the other party's intention!

Unfortunately, it was too late to react. The bunting wrapped the sword firmly, the edge of the cloth spun, and the hidden blade cut his hand.

The eldest disciple of Hongleimen was unable to draw the sword with all his strength, so he had to hold the hand that was spraying blood and let go of the long sword, taking a few steps back with a dark face.

When a swordsman let go of his sword, it was like losing his dignity. If he didn't let go of his hand just now, he was about to be chopped off by the opponent, and he could only lose face.

When it comes to martial arts alone, the eldest disciple of the Red Thunder Sect thinks he is a lot better than the other party... But he really can't match the opponent's strange martial arts! This is also the reason why most people in the right way of martial arts hate the Demon Sect. The martial arts moves don't compete with you one by one, and there are only strange and chaotic ways to win! In addition, many practitioners practice martial arts and seek devious ways. Martial arts improve faster than ordinary people of the right way. After a long time, they do not know who is right and who is wrong above martial arts!

The furious senior disciple of the Red Thunder Sect could only shout angrily, "You are despicable and shameless!"

"Why do you have to laugh at fifty steps? We are just a little more despicable and shameless than you..." The demon sect laughed and motioned him to look left and right, "I really don't understand where your confidence comes from. ? You guys dare to outflank us?"

Only then did the eldest disciple of the Red Thunder Gate realize that the surrounding people were still shouting to kill for a long time, and now the sound has ceased... The demon sect who was kicked out of the house and urinated just now, his disciples who chased the past are all gone. trace.

"You...you smack me!" The eldest disciple of the Red Thunder Sect panicked, and faced the demon sect who were slowly encircling him with his bare hands.

This eldest disciple can plan such a plan to force the Demon Cult into the yard based on the terrain. Naturally, he has some brains, so he thinks it clearly at this moment.

He thought he was forcing the other party into the Jedi, but in fact it was the other party's conspiracy!

Just why did you fall for such an inferior trick? I'm afraid that they would have been tricked earlier, from the time they took it for granted that these rabble were not opponents at all!

The other party deliberately showed weakness, as if they were just rabbits in the wild, and could only hide from the siege of powerful hunters... in order to relax their vigilance.

And in the face of the cunning rabbits who are running around and do not fight, the hunters will of course use the art of closing the siege... This is also in the other party's plan!

Therefore, this yard~www.readwn.com~ may have long been trapped by the demon cultists and deliberately encircled them, but instead it became the cemetery of the Red Thunder Gate!

The eldest disciple of the Red Thunder Gate guessed right. They had long set a trap for this yard. They only needed to introduce each other one by one, and immediately destroy each other without wasting their efforts.

The remaining single seedling was already caught in the urn, and the man in the demon sect was not in a hurry. He took out the long sword from the flag cloth, intending to humiliate the other party, and weighed it: "I don't know how much this thing is worth. ?"

"The stuff on the bad street. The weapons around here are not all made by the Jiuquanfang. I'll go to the Jiuquanfang to pick up some cheap ones later, so I can have more."

But seeing that he didn't bring out the weapon, everyone just laughed that he couldn't eat the grapes and said the grapes were sour.

They are not from the same road, but they met with many righteous people here, and that's how they got together. Even so, they were suspicious of each other and guarded against each other, and setting up an ambush here was done independently. Seeing that he didn't return with the loot, everyone was guessing that this guy used some kind of corrosive venom or rockfall trap to get the trophy.

The eldest disciple of Hongleimen's face was ashen, and faced with the current situation, he knew that he would die... But it's better to live than to die!

He knelt down with a thud, the smug look on his earlier spring breeze vanished, and he cried, "I beg you heroes to let me die, I am old and young, I can't die! Let me go back, I will definitely let the masters not. against you!"