Quick Transmigration: The host is super good!

When he called out his name, Nangong Yang knew that he was not cheating, but really knew his background, and his heart was overwhelmed by despair.

How could it be? He planned for seven years, sneaked in and worked as a mistress to his enemy for three years, ten years in total, and in the end he got such a result.

No, he had worked so hard for so many years just to make the executioner pay with blood, and let the whole martial arts world atone for their sins to his father and the Tianbei Cult. He could not just give in like this!

Nangong Yang drew the weapon from his waist. The ordinary iron sword that Zixiao Villa distributed to disciples had long been replaced by the Blood Slaughter Sword that the leader of the Demon Cult used in the past.

The dark red sword had drunk the blood of countless people. As soon as it appeared, the temperature of the surrounding area dropped a little, and there was even a faint sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling.

"Kill!" Nangong Yang raised the blood sword high and swung it into the air, uttered a word coldly, and attacked Master Ye first.

Ye Yuan formed his five fingers into claws, and the Dragon Roar Sword placed aside flew into his hand with a low hum. With a "swoosh" sound, the silver sword was unsheathed, shining brightly.

When the two swords collided, Master Ye was surprised to find that Nangong Yang's internal strength was not weaker than his own. His heart tightened, as he was only in his early twenties and had such a high level of cultivation.

He was praised as a rare genius in a century, but he is not even as good as him at this age. If he is allowed to grow up, he may become a bigger disaster than Nangong Sheng.

Determined to nip the disaster in the bud, Ye Yuan did not hold back and used all his strength. Surprisingly, Nangong Yang was able to take it and showed no signs of defeat for a while.

However, those men in black were not as lucky as him. There were many masters among them, but the martial arts of several major disciples were also strong. With the help of the disciples who had cleared out the traitors, they soon fell into a disadvantage.

In just a short while, most of the thirty assassins were killed or wounded, leaving only a dozen or so still struggling to hold on, and they were all wounded. Someone asked for help: "Master! The brothers can't hold on any longer."

Nangong Yang was also anxious. The Tianbei Sect had been hunted down by people in the martial arts world over the years and had to develop quietly in the dark. After ten years of operation, it was still far from its former glory.

He doesn't have many people he can use. Although those who came today are not all of his core forces, they account for most of his core forces. Every one less will be a huge loss to him.

But this old man Ye Yuan was more difficult to deal with than expected. Nangong Yang tried his best, but could only barely remain undefeated, let alone free up his hands to take care of others.

No, if I continue like this, I might really die here.

When Nangong Yang thought of this, he suddenly changed his moves and used a fighting style that would hurt both sides, and attacked the opponent regardless of anything.

"Well done!"

Instead of being afraid, Master Ye's eyes lit up and he immediately followed suit and used his ultimate move. However, just as he swung his sword, he saw Nangong Yang suddenly stop his hand, then he broke the window by crashing into it, and rushed out with his internal strength.

"..."

Unexpectedly, this guy did not intend to fight with him, but took the opportunity to escape.

Stunned by this unexpected turn of events, Master Ye was stunned for a few moments, and when he wanted to chase the other party again, he had already run far away.

"Master..." A group of men in black looked at their master's receding back, their eyes full of disbelief. They... were abandoned...

For a moment, my heart felt like death.

[Host!] 295 screamed in his mind, [Nangong Yang escaped!]

It really couldn't understand what the big devil was thinking. She had been slacking off since the beginning of the fight. Now that the enemy of the wisher had run away, she didn't react at all. Could it be that she knew she couldn't win, so she chose to survive?

So the big villain is so weak?

295 couldn't help but feel hopeful. It was all because of the experience of being forcibly bound and almost crushed. This made it think that she was invincible and it had a shadow in its heart.

If she is not as strong as she thinks, maybe there will be room for manipulation in the future, and then it can get rid of the big devil!

Thinking of this, 295 couldn't help but spin in circles happily.

[I advise you to stop having these dangerous thoughts.] Shen Yuan coldly broke its expectations. [No matter what happens, I still have the ability to kill you before that.]

[Scared?] 295 jumped as if frightened, pretending to be innocent, [Host, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand?]

She was terrified, thinking, how did the big devil know that she wanted to trick her? Could it be that she had the ability to read minds and could even hear what she was thinking?

Chen Yuan did not answer its question, but just sneered twice, which made the small system feel uneasy.

Because their master escaped alone, the remaining remnants of the Demon Cult all lost their fighting spirit, and in the short period of time when the master was conversing with them, they were defeated one after another.

Some were captured, some lost their lives directly, and those who managed to survive did not wait for their interrogation. Soon a line of blood flowed from the corner of their lips, and they died in the blink of an eye. It turned out that they bit through the poison sac hidden in their teeth and committed suicide.

"The master is afraid of death, but these subordinates are tough." After checking that there were no survivors, Master Ye couldn't help but sigh.

Fourth Senior Brother Li Suifeng said, "They are probably afraid of our torture and would rather die than suffer."

Master Ye thought this was possible, so he shook his head and said nothing more. He turned to look at his daughter with gentle eyes, "Thanks to Zhenyi's alertness this time, otherwise we would have all been killed."

"I hope you don't blame me for letting a wolf into the house and almost hurting everyone." Chen Yuan didn't know what expression to make, so he simply lowered his head.

"How can you blame Junior Sister?" Before Manor Master Ye could speak, Senior Brother Qiao Su spoke first, "I also helped save him. He looked so miserable, who would have thought he was faking it?"

"Yes," the other brothers and sisters quickly echoed, "Fortunately, the little sister saw through the true face of the remnants of the evil sect, otherwise we would be in trouble."

"Nangong Yang is such a scary person. He is usually lively and cheerful, warm and welcoming, and his disguise is almost flawless. Who would have thought that he is actually a venomous snake hiding in the dark?"

"Little Junior Sister, don't let your imagination run wild. If he really wants to, he can find a way to get in. You can't blame yourself for the bad guy's behavior."

……

Seeing several people trying to excuse her, Shen Yuan felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. In the experience of the wishers, they all died tragically at the hands of Nangong Yang and others.

But even the third senior sister who watched her son being thrown to death never blamed her. Even when she was in danger herself, she used her last breath to tell her not to blame herself, saying that everything was done by bad people and had nothing to do with her.

That was why the original owner was so resentful that he wanted to save them even at the cost of his soul power.