I opened the treasure chest in the armor warrior to continue my life

"It's a bad year, and I met a horse thief."

Li Shanyan couldn't help frowning as he watched the dust billowing and the menacing horse thief team attacking.

"Brother Shanyan, what should we do?"

Most of the Demon Sect monks gathered around, seeing the team of horse thieves getting closer and closer, their hearts tensed.

Lin Yi pulled Xiao Yanqing over and asked suspiciously:
"Is the horse thief strong?"

"Why are you all so serious?"

According to Lin Yi's stereotype, cultivators and monks in the fantasy world should be at the top of the food chain.

Horse thieves should generally be at the bottom.

Why, the Mozong monks here still have a serious and difficult expression when they see the horse thief?

Xiao Yanqing bit her lip, and finally said slowly:
"You are a mortal, it's normal not to know."

"This horse thief has a background, and behind him is the other half of the Demon Sect."

"And the sect's suzerain has the same name as our demon sect's suzerain."

"They are all called the ancestors of the demonic way."

What Xiao Yanqing said was very clear, Lin Yi looked at the team of horse thieves who had stopped to confront the monks of the Demon Sect, and took a closer look.

Hey, when these horse thieves wear masks, they look fierce and evil, but the clothes on their bodies are like a sect.

Really like what Xiao Yanqing said, these horse thieves should all be disciples of another faction of the Demon Sect.

Lin Yi got up, and patted his neat robe casually. He was still a little uncomfortable with the clothes of people in this world.

But according to the systematic analysis, he can see that the three horse thieves headed by them are all very strong.

If you compare Li Shanyan to the highest combat unit on your side except yourself.

Then the strength of the horse thief is at least a few percentage points higher than his side.

As for Xiao Yanqing, Lin Yi also took a look, but unfortunately, Xiao Yanqing was not the chosen one.

Obviously, there must be a conflict between my side and the horse thief.

"Hey, isn't this Li Shanyan from the old Demon Sect?"

"What? You guys are going to Deathgas Canyon too?"

The leading horse thief took off his hood, revealing a bright bald head. There was something tattooed on the shiny forehead, which looked quite bluffing.

Seeing Li Shanyan, a trace of sarcasm obviously flashed in his eyes, and he sarcastically said.

"Old Demon Sect..."

Lin Yi keenly grasped this word. It turned out that Xiao Yanqing's sect belonged to the old demon sect, so this horse thief force should belong to the new demon sect.

"Qi Ba, he's just a dog that sells his master for glory. He dares to yell in front of me."

Li Shanyan drew out his long sword expressionlessly, and paired with his black shirt, he looked sharp.

"Whether it's a dog or scolding, it's undeniable that you, Li Shanyan, are only at the thirteenth level of aura right now."

"Look at me, I practiced three years later than you, and I have already reached the Lingbo realm."

"Do you think that your scaring tricks before have any effect?"

After Qi Ba's words fell, the horse thieves behind him laughed boldly, but on Li Shanyan's side, most of them were red-faced.

Li Shanyan remained motionless, since the split of the Demon Sect, the East and the West became kings.

The new Demon Sect took away most of the Tianjiao, thus challenging the old Demon Sect.

Although the foundation of the old Demon Sect is still there, it is still dying, especially the old Sect Master, the one who rebelled was his own son!
Although the old suzerain's cultivation is as high as the sky, he often sighs a few times when he looks at it from a distance. Li Shanyan understands that the old suzerain is sighing that his son is better than blue than blue.

But he was also lamenting that his time was running out, the old Demon Sect was too young to take over, and it was hard for a younger generation to take on this important task.