Chapter 16 The Demon Lord Surrenders
The burly man stared at the Taihang Sword intently, and so did the other men in black, as if they were facing a formidable enemy. They looked towards Longqi Mountain, but could not see the master of the Taihang Sword at all.
The man in black who was nailed to the ground by the Taihang Sword turned his head with difficulty and said in a trembling voice: "Save me..."
Just as the burly man was about to step forward, the Taihang Sword was suddenly pulled out on its own, flew high into the sky, and fell down again, this time pointing directly at the back of the black-clothed man's neck. Everyone stared with their eyes wide open, as if they had seen a ghost.
The burly man was about to swing his sword to block it, but the Taihang Sword was too fast.
Poof!
The man in black's neck was pierced, his body twitched, and he became completely powerless. Blood gushed out along the blade. The man in black died with his eyes open, full of fear.
“Ghost…Ghost…”
A man in black was trembling all over as he stared at the Taihang Sword. The other men in black were also frightened.
How scary is a sword that can kill people on its own at night?
They are all masters who have roamed the world for so many years. Have they ever seen such an evil sword?
The burly man pretended to be calm and shouted, "Who are you? Why don't you show up? Why are you playing tricks on me?"
The Taihang Sword flew into the air, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at the burly man. The moonlight was refracted by the blade, and the burly man felt cold all over and felt unprecedented fear.
On the mountain, on top of the gate of Longqi Temple, Jiang Changsheng stood there, with a white dragon perched on his shoulder. The cold night wind blew his black hair. He looked down at the mountain. The heavy fog could not block his gaze. His eyes were so cold.
As his cultivation became higher and higher, his senses naturally became stronger. Now he could sense the entire Longqi Mountain. When a group of Qi fluctuations approached the foot of the mountain, he came here, witnessed the fight below, and heard their conversation.
The true energy of that group of black-clothed men was very similar to that of the Ghost-Eyed Evil King. Looking at their attire, it was obvious that they were the evil sect that had been wreaking havoc in the capital recently!
It is no coincidence that they dared to cause trouble in Longqi Mountain!
Jiang Changsheng snorted coldly, and used the sword-controlling technique, and the sword moved as his heart moved.
The Taihang Sword hanging in the air immediately rushed out, and the burly man jumped up in fear, but the men behind him were stabbed in the throat by the Taihang Sword, and blood was spilled on the street.
The Taihang Sword circled quickly, slaughtering the men in black one by one. Its target was not just the burly man. The burly man swung his sword, but the blade was knocked away by a powerful force when it hit the Taihang Sword.
The burly man took ten steps back, his eyes bulging with disbelief.
"Such a powerful skill... How is it possible..."
The burly man was really panicked. After all, he was a top master, but when he felt the true energy on the Taihang Sword, he felt frustrated.
What a difference!
In less than three breaths, half of the men in black died tragically and fell on the long street at the foot of the mountain. The man in white stood in the distance, watching the battle quietly. Her face was covered by an opera mask, but her trembling body showed that she was not at peace.
The burly man gritted his teeth and raised his sword to kill again. The Taihang Sword suddenly accelerated, pierced through the chest of a man in black, soared up, drew a perfect arc in the night sky, and killed the burly man.
The burly man was startled and swung his sword quickly. The true energy radiated along the blade, forming a visible Qi shield, but the Taihang Sword directly shattered the Qi shield and pierced his chest.
"hateful……"
The burly man staggered backwards, sticking his sword on the ground to support his body.
Poof!
The Taihang Sword came from behind and pierced his throat.
thump!
The burly man was half-kneeling on the ground, also dying with his eyes open, but he did not fall down. He supported his body with the help of the big knife. His head drooped and blood flowed like a stream.
Seeing him die, the remaining men in black were terrified and fled. Jiang Changsheng did not intend to let them go, and continued to kill them with Taihang Sword.
In the dark night, a cold light crisscrossed the long street, rushed , and killed one man in black after another.
In the distance , a group of black crows are coming, getting faster and faster.
Jiang Changsheng raised his eyebrows and murmured, "What a powerful true energy."
He returned controlling the Taihang Sword.
The farther the Taihang Sword is from him, the weaker the force of control, and the greater the lethality when it is close.
The Taihang Sword stopped in front of the man in white. Looking at the sword, the man in white became extremely nervous.
She couldn't understand this sword, was it spiritual or did it have an owner?
She thought of the legend about the Taoist priest of longevity in Longqi Temple. It was said that the Taoist priest of longevity in Longqi Temple was an immortal who came down to earth and could kill top masters at the age of fourteen.
Just then, she saw a group of black crows flying towards her, so dense and so loud, like a swarm of locusts passing through.
The man in white immediately said, "Senior, the other party is the Demon Sect's Demon Lord. He has been a top master for thirty years. Perhaps his martial arts has reached a higher level. He should not be underestimated."
No matter what, she can only rely on the sword in front of her.
A flock of black crows flew over the head of the man in white and began to circle. A loud voice rang out, "I didn't expect that Longqi Temple also has Tongtian."
On the top of the mountain, in a courtyard.
Taoist Qingxu opened his eyes and moved quickly.
Inside the palace, a pair of eyes opened in the dim hall. The pupils of these eyes were surprisingly green. Not long after, the eyes closed again.
"There is also Tongtian? Could it be that this person is also a master of Tongtian realm?"
Jiang Changsheng thought silently.
never mind.
I'm too lazy to ask more questions, so I'll just kill him.
Jiang Changsheng no longer wants to know who is controlling all this behind the scenes. He just wants to kill whoever comes. It is just the right time to pass the tribulation and get the survival reward.
To kill this person, the sword-controlling technique alone is not enough, after all, the distance is a bit far.
Jiang Changsheng leaped forward and disappeared into the fog.
The black crows circled and confronted the Taihang Sword. The only sound under the night sky was the crows' screams.
"Why don't you show up, sir? You have to have an explanation for slaughtering my disciples!"
The mysterious loud voice sounded again.
The person in white suddenly heard footsteps behind her. She subconsciously turned her head and saw a figure passing by her. The only pair of eyes exposed on her mask saw an extremely young and handsome face.
Jiang Changsheng!
Jiang Changsheng, dressed in a blue Taoist robe, had a scabbard on his waist, a whisk in his hand, and a white snake coiled on his shoulder. Such an image made the man in white lose his mind, his body tensed, and he dared not move.
Jiang Changsheng looked at the black crows in the sky ahead and asked, "What do you want to say?"
A sleight of hand!
He had already seen the figure hiding among the crows. It was a middle-aged man in a black robe with disheveled hair. He was hanging in the night sky, like an evil demon, quite terrifying.
The black-robed man looked at Jiang Changsheng and said coldly, "You are not Qingxu, could it be that you are the Taoist immortal who has become famous in recent years?"
Jiang Changsheng shook his head and said, "Stop talking nonsense. Forget it!"
He suddenly leaped up and kicked at the crows circling in the night sky. This kick carried a tremendous force, like a strong wind, which gradually dispersed the crows. Like a phantom, the true form of the man in black robe was revealed. His face changed drastically, and he immediately swung his palm to hit them.
Countless leg shadows attacked with overwhelming force, and the man in black robe was kicked before he could mobilize his true energy.
"puff--"
The man in black robe vomited blood and flew backwards. He flew dozens of feet away and crashed into the city wall, causing it to collapse and rubble to fly everywhere.
He fell to the ground in a mess, feeling all the bones in his body were broken. He supported himself on the ground with trembling hands and spat out a mouthful of blood.
He subconsciously looked up in the direction of Jiang Changsheng, his eyes widened. In his pupils, a sword was rushing towards him, getting bigger and bigger.
"Wait! I need to say something!"
The man in black robe shouted urgently, and the Taihang Sword stopped. The tip of the sword was only five centimeters away from his eyes, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.
Jiang Changsheng appeared behind Taihang Sword like a ghost, raised his hand to hold the hilt , looked down at him expressionlessly, and said: "I hope it's not nonsense, otherwise you will die in pain."
The man in black robe took a deep breath. He felt the killing intent. He gritted his teeth and said, "I... want to live!"
He wanted to threaten the other party, but the other party was so ruthless that he obviously did not care about the powerful people behind him.
Jiang Changsheng held the Taihang Sword, and the tip of the sword was getting closer and closer to the man in black robe.
The black-robed man was so frightened that he quickly closed his eyes and said in a trembling voice: "I am willing to worship you as my master and be your slave. Please spare my life!"
Jiang Changsheng raised his left hand, waved his whisk, and cast a seal of life and death on the man in black robe. The man in black robe trembled all over. Although he did not feel the pain, he understood that the other party was using tricks and did not dare to resist.
Jiang Changsheng put away his sword and put the Taihang Sword into its scabbard. He turned around and said, "Follow me up the mountain."
The man in black robe opened his eyes, felt relieved, and let out a long breath. He stood up tremblingly and staggered.
Jiang Changsheng passed by the man in white and suddenly stopped and asked, "What did you see tonight?"
The man in white gritted his teeth and said, "I only saw a mysterious master killing the demon disciples and driving away the demon lord."
Jiang Changsheng smiled and walked towards the steps leading to the top of the mountain.
This battle boosted his confidence. The masters in the Tongtian realm were not as scary as he had imagined!
The man in black robe, the Demon Lord, passed by the man in white in humiliation and followed Jiang Changsheng in silence.
The two men went up the mountain and disappeared into the night.
The person in white then collapsed and sat down, gasping for breath. This night will be unforgettable for her.
"Is he really a human?"
The man in white murmured to himself, she had never seen anyone with such high martial arts skills.
That was the Demon Lord, and we were completely defenseless in front of him!
after awhile.
Chen Li came with four constables. He looked at the corpses all over the ground with a frightened face. When he saw the man in white, he immediately ran over and squatted in front of him.
"Who killed them?"
Chen Li asked, and his expression eased slightly when he saw that the man in white was still alive.
The man in white replied, "I don't know him either. He looked like an old beggar. He killed these people, defeated the demon lord, and then left."
Chen Li was silent for a moment, then said, "You may not be able to return to Baiyiwei."
The man in white remained silent.
…
In front of the mountain gate, Taoist Qingxu looked down at Jiang Changsheng walking on the mountain path, and the demon lord like a devil behind him.
Taoist Qingxu's eyes flickered as he asked, "Changsheng, do you know the Demon Lord?"
Jiang Changsheng smiled and said, "Is he the Demon Lord? I don't know him. He wanted to break into the mountain, but I subdued him. Master, it seems that there are really many people who want to deal with Longqi Temple. Leave this guy to me. Maybe I can find out some reasons."
Taoist Qingxu's pupils dilated, and the master and disciple, one taller than the other, stared at each other in silence.
The night wind was blowing gently, the moon was bright and high in the sky, and the flowers, plants and trees on both sides of the mountain path were swaying slightly.
