Holy Son is too loud

"That's right, if these demonic people dare to act recklessly in our Nanyang County, let them know that our monks in Nanyang County are not easy to bully."

Everyone surrounded Zhao Wusheng, with a little flattery on their faces.

And Lin Lang, who was next to Qin Changge, saw Zhao Wusheng, bowed his hands to Qin Changge, and then brought the other two brothers to join him, intending to get acquainted.

"The cultivation base is not high, but the ostentation is quite big."

Qin Changge looked at Zhao Wusheng and thought to himself.

Zhao Wusheng, he had a little impression that he was one of the participants in the Wangdu Sword Discussion Conference.

"Everyone, this time the magic way is rampant in our Nanyang County. As the number one sect in Nanyang County, I, Tiejianmen, will not sit idly by. That's why I call on everyone to come and discuss countermeasures."

Zhao Wusheng cupped his hands and said to the crowd.

There were so many people present, but he didn't notice Qin Changge in the corner.

"This is the governor of Nanyang County. These days, he has found some clues about people in the devil's way."

Zhao Wusheng pointed to a middle-aged man beside him and said, this man is the sheriff of Nanyang County, as a sheriff, he has great rights, but when facing these immortal cultivators, he dare not be negligent in the slightest, He hurriedly bowed his hands and said hello to everyone.

Everyone glanced at it, well, in the late stage of Qi training, it is no different from some casual cultivators, and they didn't care much.

"Most of the people who are active in Nanyang County this time are people from the Rakshamen of the Demon Dao. They came to find the inheritance of the ancestors of the Rakshasa. We have already locked the traces of a few people from the Demon Dao. These people will be wiped out," Nanyang County Sheriff said.

And hearing his words, everyone couldn't help but shine.

Patriarch Raksha...

This is a cultivator at the peak of transformation, his inheritance is definitely a great opportunity!

If you can get it...

For a while, many people's hearts became active.

"The Raksha sect has done a lot of evil. If they get the inheritance of the Raksha ancestor, they will become even more powerful."

"Yes, they must not be allowed to succeed."

Everyone was discussing, as for who should get this inheritance, in their opinion, naturally they should be the most.

"Haha, you guys want to fight against my Rakshamen? Stupid!"

A loud laugh came from outside the door.

Immediately afterwards, gusts of wind whizzed in, crashing against the doors and windows frantically, making creaking noises.

Everyone could only feel a pressure coming, and those with slightly weaker cultivation could tremble uncontrollably in their calves.

"Demonic monster! How dare you come here to be presumptuous!"

As the host, Zhao Wusheng immediately gave a cold drink, and the aura of the Golden Core Realm was revealed.

He walked out with his head held high, only to see a young man in a black robe and a purple gold hollowed-out crown standing on the eaves outside the door.

"It's him, Li Wufeng, the bloody hand of Rakshasa Gate!"

Among the crowd who came out with Zhao Wusheng, someone recognized Li Wufeng and couldn't help but exclaimed.

Li Wufeng, a disciple of the Rakshasa sect, a leader of the younger generation of the Demon Dao, with a cultivation base of Jindan, with a pair of bloody hands, he can traverse all counties, and even some older monks can't do anything to him.

"Heh, you have some insight, since you know that I am Li Wufeng, why don't you obediently kill yourself, so as not to suffer later."

Li Wufeng smiled sadly.

"Hmph, Li Wufeng, it's you who deserves to be damned. We haven't looked for you yet, but you sent it yourself!"

Zhao Wusheng snorted coldly, and saw his sword fingers congealed, and a sword light shot out from his body. It was a buzzing iron sword with complicated runes engraved on it, and the sharp sword breath was like a green snake spitting out letters. , instantly shot towards Li Wufeng.

It is the unique magic weapon of Iron Sword Sect, the Green Snake and Iron Sword!

The iron sword pierced the sky like a shooting star.

And Li Wufeng didn't retreat or evade, he raised his hands, his hands were extremely beautiful, as white as jade, smoother and more beautiful than a woman's hands.

But such hands were dubbed blood hands.

Li Wufeng slapped out a palm, but a pair of fleshy palms collided with the iron sword, making a clanging sound like gold and iron clashing, the air waves rolled, and the entire eaves collapsed.

The eaves collapsed and smoke billowed.

The cyan iron sword shuttled through the smoke and flew back to Zhao Wusheng's identity. The sword body buzzed, which was very magical.

"Tie Jianmen's sword control skills are really extraordinary."

"Yeah yeah."

"It is rumored that the ancestor of Tiejianmen once killed a Nascent Soul Demon with Yujian thousands of miles away, and it has become a good story for a while."

Everyone looked at the iron sword and praised it repeatedly.

But at this time, a sneer sounded, "Tie Jianmen's sword control technique is nothing more than that."

A gust of wind swept out, dispelling the billowing smoke and dust.

I saw Li Wufeng standing in the air, unscathed, his extremely fair palm received Zhao Wusheng's sword forcefully, and there was no damage at all.

"how is this possible?!"

The crowd was shocked.

And in the next moment, an extremely cold evil spirit spewed out from Li Wufeng's body, and his white palms gradually glowed with a layer of blood.

"You dare to make an enemy of my Rakshamen, today, let this county guard's mansion flow like a river!"

The cold voice echoed.

At this moment, Li Wufeng seemed to have really transformed into a rakshasa evil spirit, and the evil spirit on his body made people feel shuddering.

Only Zhao Wusheng was still calm, reaching out to hold the green snake iron sword, "With me here, you don't want to hurt anyone here!"

"Then start with you!"

Li Wufeng stepped forward with one step, and his figure quickly rushed towards Zhao Wusheng like a ray of black light. He raised his palm, which contained a faint bloody light, and waved away, a bloody smell swept out.

Zhao Wusheng didn't show any weakness either, holding the Green Snake and Iron Sword, he went up to meet him.

The iron sword and the bloody hand collided clangingly, and the mana of the two collided, setting off waves of astonishing air that spread out towards the surroundings.

Fighting at the Jindan realm, ordinary monks are not even qualified to watch the battle, so they retreated quickly.

boom! ! !

The entire lobby collapsed because of the Jindan Realm fight, the walls exploded, and the tables, chairs and benches turned into countless sawdust.

Everyone quickly flew out and retreated to the surroundings.

And the fight between Li Wufeng and Zhao Wusheng also hit the sky from the ground, rays of magic power bloomed in the air, and the air waves rolled like fireworks exploding.

"This, is this a monk in the Golden Core realm? It's too powerful!"

Qingcheng Sanying watched this battle and couldn't help being dumbfounded.

They felt that if they and others approached Zhao Wusheng and the others, only one round of mana impact would be enough to kill them.

This is not the same level of power at all.

boom! !

The bloody hand collided with the iron sword again, but this time, the iron sword snapped with a clang!

Li Wufeng slapped Zhao Wusheng's chest directly, knocking him to the ground, and smashed a hole several feet wide like a meteor.

"No. 20 on the list of talents? That's all!"

Li Wufeng laughed, with contempt in his eyes.

The crowd exclaimed.

"What, even Zhao Wusheng is not Li Wufeng's opponent!"

"Li Wufeng, is he so powerful?!"

Zhao Wusheng looked at the broken sword in his hand, with an incredulous look in his eyes, "You have cultivated Rakshashou to this level!"

Chapter 39 Kill Yourself

Rakshashou, this is the unique spell of Rakshasa Sect.

But even in the Rakshasa Gate, there are not many people who can practice this spell. The conditions for the practice of this spell are harsh, and it needs to use human essence and blood to temper the hands, which is extremely vicious.

This is also the origin of the name Li Wufeng Bloody Hand.

The Green Snake Iron Sword in Zhao Wusheng's hand is a high-grade magic weapon, which can be broken, which shows how far Li Wufeng's Rakshasa hand has been practiced.

In the entire Rakshasa Sect, there are probably no more than three people who are better than him in the practice of Rakshahand.

"How many people did you kill to cultivate Rakshashou to this level?!" Zhao Wusheng said through gritted teeth.

"Ha, some time ago, I just turned one thousand!" Li Wufeng chuckled, stroked his palm, and smiled faintly, "That's not enough, for the Rakshasa hand to be truly perfect, it needs the essence and blood of a hundred thousand creatures. Even a Nascent Soul cultivator will be vulnerable in front of me!"

Hearing his words, everyone couldn't help but feel creepy.

To practice spells, kill 10 people!

Even if these immortal cultivators are aloof and look down on mortals, they can't do such insane things.

"A person of the devil way is really insane."

"Li Wufeng, you really deserve to die."

"What should we do now, Zhao Wusheng is not his opponent, can we just retreat temporarily?"

All the cultivators looked at each other in blank dismay, they gathered together in order to deal with the Demon Dao.

But now, Li Wufeng came and let them escape in embarrassment. If the news spread, would they still hang out in the world of cultivating immortals?

"Li Wufeng, Hugh is going crazy!"

At this time, a person rushed out and came to Zhao Wusheng, holding a high-grade magic sword in his hand, "Zhang Jue of the Bajimen came to meet you for a while!"

"Zhang Jue? No. 30 three on the list of talents?"

"There is hope."

"Zhao Wusheng is not an opponent, and I don't believe that two masters on the talent list are not opponents together."

Everyone looked happy.

And Zhao Dongsheng got up, his mana surged, and he still had the power to fight.

It's just that his green snake iron sword has been broken, and he has no weapon in his hand, and his combat power has been greatly reduced.

At this moment, Lin Lang's eyes lit up, he walked out, and threw the sword in his hand at Zhao Wusheng, "Zhao Daoyou, I, Qingcheng Sanying, will help you, take the sword!"

Qingcheng Sanying?

Isn't this the casual cultivator who made friends with others at the conference?

"Thank you buddy!"

Zhao Wusheng took the sword, although it was the first time he heard the name Qingcheng Sanying, but the other party helped him, so he silently wrote it down.

"Brother, won't this be too ostentatious? What if Li Wufeng is after us?"

Chen Feng, the second child in Qingcheng Sanying, said worriedly.

"Second brother, don't worry, although this Li Wufeng is powerful, but Zhao Wusheng and Zhang Jue will fight together, I believe he is dead." Lin Lang said confidently.

Zhao Wusheng and Zhang Jue, who had obtained new weapons, joined forces to attack Li Wufeng again.

The combination of these two is indeed not to be underestimated.

Li Wufeng was suppressed for a while.

"It seems that I don't need to make a move."

Qin Changge, who was observing secretly, thought to himself.

This is actually a good opportunity to gain admiration value. As long as he makes a move and exposes his identity by the way, the admiration value will rise steadily.

However, Zhao Wusheng, since Zhang Jue is capable of dealing with Li Wufeng, if he makes a move, he is suspected of stealing the limelight.

Although it can gain worship value, it will corrupt the image invisibly.

boom! !