In the county magistrate's mansion in the city of Ling County, Wang Hu, who had been beaten with a hundred military sticks during the day and whose pelvis was almost broken, was standing trembling on a small building, looking in the direction of the county magistrate's mansion.

Next to him, a disciple from the Battle Demon Hall dressed in black was chanting spells and dancing towards a brass basin.

Wisps of black gas continuously seeped into the clear water in the basin. When the frequent clapper sounds were heard from the direction of the county magistrate's mansion, black smoke filled the brass basin and the clear water turned into light black crystal. What was happening in the county magistrate's mansion was reflected in the basin.

The disciple of the Battle Demon Hall, dressed in black, was panting, his forehead covered with cold sweat, his body swaying slightly, and he smiled at Wang Hu and said, "Our sect's secret Thousand Miles Magic Light Technique, as long as you have enough cultivation, you can see everything within a thousand miles."

Wang Hu lowered his head, looked towards the basin, and smiled at the disciples of the Battle Demon Hall: "Thank you for your hard work, Senior Brother. I never thought that you would join such a wonderful sect, and you only revealed the details to me today... We are all family from now on, so please take care of me, Senior Brother."

As he spoke, Wang Hu touched the wounds that were torn and broken from being beaten during the day.

The Battle Demon Palace is truly an incredibly magical sect. With such a serious injury, he was almost healed in just two or three hours. Wang Hu secretly admired that Wang Pu had indeed made a good move. With such a trump card, why worry that the Wang family could not make the next step?

Even, replace Zhu's position in culture, education and the court?

Wang Hu was very ambitious.

Standing beside him, the disciple of the War Demon Hall, who was almost drained dry by the Thousand Mile Magic Light Technique, looked at Wang Hu with a look of awe on his face with dignity.

If he didn't want to show off his skills and make this newcomer who just joined the Battle Demon Palace under Wang Pu's introduction deepen his loyalty and confidence in the Battle Demon Palace, why would he have spent so much effort to perform his magical powers outside the mountain gate?

Wang Hu stared at the basin without blinking.

In the basin of water, Vajra Seals lit up between the eyebrows of Lu Jun and Lu Yi. Their bodies suddenly rose high and turned into ten feet tall Vajra. In just a few moves, they knocked several disciples of the Battle Demon Hall away.

"Brother, what's going on with Lu Jun and Lu Yi?"

Wang Hu screamed in shock, and the disciples of the War Demon Hall beside him lowered their heads in horror and looked towards the image in the basin.

In the small courtyard, Lu Jun and Lu Yi were covered in a faint golden light. They looked like two real Vajra gods, standing on the left and right of Lu Yi. A dozen disciples of the Battle Demon Hall rushed over, and they were all knocked back by their punches, spitting blood.

These disciples of the Battle Demon Palace are still training in the furnace.

Lu Jun and Lu Yi had obtained the Red Lotus Deliverance Pill, and they had already entered the Fiery Realm. Their essence was sublimated, and they had cultivated the Vajra Zen power. Their strength was more than ten times stronger than that of the Furnace Realm.

If these disciples of the Battle Demon Palace were placed elsewhere, they would be rare masters in the secular world.

When it comes to meeting Lu Jun and Lu Yi, it’s a bit disappointing.

Lu Yi also let out a light shout. Seeing that Lu Jun and Lu Yi had displayed their cultivation, he also took out the small windmill that he had been using to nurture and communicate with his soul for the past two days.

The green wind patterns on the small windmill lit up one by one and began to rotate slowly.

'Swoosh, whoosh, whoosh'!

A slow whistling sound of the wind was heard.

Lu Yu carefully controlled the force input into the small windmill. It was no longer like that night when an uncontrolled river of wind swept out with a "clatter". The small windmill was spinning, and pieces of wind blades flew out one after another.

It is the size of a palm, transparent blue in color, and covered with wind patterns, like a wind blade carved out of crystal flying through the air.

The wind blade drew a series of turbulent arc-shaped trajectories in the air, which were erratic but extremely fast.

As the wind blade swept past, more than a hundred disciples of the War Demon Hall who rushed into the courtyard had blood spurting from their necks, and their heads kept flying up. No one could withstand the attack of Lu Yi's wind blade.

In an instant, most of the disciples of the War Demon Palace were killed.

The remaining thirty or so disciples of the Battle Demon Hall screamed in fear and turned around and ran away one by one.

Lu Yi held the small windmill tightly, stepped on the flowing wind, and chased after them at a speed more than twice as fast as theirs. No matter how fast these Battle Demon Hall disciples ran, Lu Yi was getting closer and closer to them.

The small windmill was spinning, and wind blades flew out one after another, killing the disciples of the War Demon Hall one after another on the spot.

The last disciple of the Battle Demon Hall turned around suddenly, pointed at Lu Yi and roared: "You ignorant boy, you dare to swallow our ancestral secret medicine, you..."

As soon as Lu Yi's Guixu Immortal Yuan was destroyed, the speed of the small windmill suddenly increased several times. "Swish, swish, swish", hundreds of wind blades gushed out and blew through the body of the disciple of the Battle Demon Palace in an instant.

Blood mist splattered, and the disciple of the War Demon Palace exploded.

Lu Jun strode to Lu Ying's side and said, "Brother Ying, you are not hurt, are you?"

After looking Lu Yi up and down, Lu Jun smiled and said, "It looks like he's not injured... Tsk, how come this treasure becomes so well-behaved and obedient in your hands? Every time I use it, it's almost drained out, but how come you use it so well? Could it be that it's really meant to be to you?"

Lu Yi nodded and shook his head, smiling: "Of course it is destined for me, could it be possible? Well, how to deal with this matter?"
Lu Jun's eyes turned cold, and he said fiercely: "Let's go all out. They gave us the best excuse, saying that elite rebels sneaked into the county and killed the county lieutenant Wang Hu and others... Let's help Uncle? and occupy the entire county."

Wang Hu was on the small building and could hear the sound coming from the basin clearly.

He looked at the pale-faced disciples of the Battle Demon Hall beside him in horror and said in a hoarse voice, "They, they want to kill people... Senior Brother, what should we do? What should we do?"

The disciples of the Battle Demon Hall took a deep breath.

He had just exhausted the magic energy in his body and forcibly performed the Thousand Miles Magic Light Technique.

At this moment, all the energy in my body is gone and I can't even muster any strength.

Seeing the image in the basin just now, it is impossible to win the fight with Lu Yi.

The only option is to run away.

But now that I am so weak, I still have some hope of escaping alone. If I take Wang Hu, this burden, with me, hey...

The true nature of the demon disciples was exposed. The disciple of the Battle Demon Hall patted Wang Hu's shoulder vigorously and encouraged him: "You are the lieutenant of Lu County, and you control almost all the soldiers in the city... Why are you afraid of them? Gather the army and surround them. Do they dare to fight with you in the city?"

"Hold on, I'm going to Anping Pass to ask for help!"

After the disciple of the Battle Demon Hall finished speaking, he turned around and left in a hurry. His magic energy was exhausted and many of his methods could not be used. The disciple of the Battle Demon Hall could only rely on his body which was far stronger than that of ordinary people, and ran wildly all the way and escaped into the darkness.

Wang Hu stood in the small building for a while. He suddenly shuddered and screamed at the top of his voice: "Someone come, someone come, someone wants to kill me, someone wants to kill me..."

Following the County Magistrate's Mansion, the sound of bangs rang out in the County Lieutenant's Mansion. Large groups of city defense soldiers emerged from all directions and surrounded the County Lieutenant's Mansion.

Wang Hu walked out of the rooftop room carefully, stood in the aisle, and looked down.

In the darkness, a palm-sized blade of wind whistled towards him from the darkness a few miles away. Before Wang Hu could see the force of the wind blade, his head rolled off his neck with a "puff" and fell down the stairs with a "thump".

There were cries of surprise from all around, and countless city defense soldiers were shouting.

Soon, Lu Jun and Lu Yi came over with Lu?. As the county magistrate, Lu? began to take control of the command of the city defense army.

Lu Yu was sneaking in the dark, following the information provided by Lu Yu, he went to the official residences of the county one by one. These officials who usually colluded with Wang Hu, without knowing what happened, were all hit by the wind blade, causing countless exclamations and screams.

Outside Anping Pass, in the mountains and forests.

A dozen disciples from the Battle Demon Palace surrounded a hickory tree that was emitting a faint black aura.

"I've been looking for you all day. I know from this familiar smell that you are the sneaky guys." A disciple of the Battle Demon Hall said coldly to the bowl-sized hickory tree, "What do you want to do by spying on Anping Pass?"

The hickory tree shook its branches gently, and a hoarse laugh sounded: "Why chase after us? We are not hindering you in the slightest."

The hickory tree laughed a few more times. "But you guys had a big fight with the thieves at Anping Pass. Tsk tsk, aren't we here to learn and observe? No one has experience in competing for luck and replenishing spiritual energy."

"So, it's not just us. There are people from several other families nearby. Why are they only targeting us?"

Across the forest, across a small valley, about two miles away on the hillside, an oil lamp was lit. Under the lamp, a little girl with a pale face could be seen staring at this side with her deathly gray eyes.

A sharp and unpleasant voice came from the girl's chest, which was not moving at all: "When it comes to things like bewitching people and competing for luck, the thieves are experts. The thieves are a little worse, but they are not weak either."

"Only our magic path is born with defects... We must study hard, we must study hard!"

'Crash'!

A figure flashed in the air. It was a burly man, the disciple of the War Demon Palace who escaped from Wang Hu's mansion. He was thrown down from the air.

The disciple of the Battle Demon Hall wailed, broke more than a dozen large and small branches along the way, and fell to the ground with a bruised face and nose.

A cold and stern voice came from the air: "That group of thieves are really clever. They provoked civil unrest in Anping Prefecture and deceived the people into believing in the Red Lotus Goddess in order to compete for luck. That's fine, but among the army that suppressed the rebellion in the Dayin court, the military supervisor and the two generals beside him were actually disciples of the Great Vajra Temple!"

"Tsk tsk, he is both an official and a thief... These thieves are so powerful. If we don't join forces, we will miss the opportunity to seize the upper hand in the fight for the Tao."

"Snap!"

A flying knife flew out from the forest several miles away and stabbed into a big tree nearby.

A cold laugh came from the exquisitely carved ghost head on the handle of the flying knife: "But, can our various sects of the Demonic Path still unite like the thief bald?"

There was silence in the forest.