One sword cuts through the nine heavens

As soon as Wang Chong missed it, he cursed loudly: "Straight mother-in-law, you bastard, could you have framed me?"

Zhu Hongxiu is also here. If there really is such a "congress", how can Wang Chong dare to go?

It's okay that the relationship between the two has collapsed. I'm afraid that if Zhu Hongxiu runs back to the mountain and complains to Master Jiuyuan, it will really be over.

Wang Chong asked the demon servant a few questions, but he felt that Liuyuntai was a serious place, so he shook his head and left.

Back then, the Great Sage Chunyang's Sword Discussion Conference did not actually have any programs arranged. Everyone just played by themselves or chatted with friends.

But this time, Concubine Ecstasy Mo Ruyi wanted to use her 800th birthday to make friends with various factions, so she entertained her very eagerly. Liuyuntai opened a flowing banquet, and as long as there were guests, there would be a table.

People in the Demon Sect are already addicted to pleasure, and it is customary for them to feast and drink at high prices all day long.

Wang Chong is stepping on a big black hand, looking airy and carefree, really like a demon! This big black hand is the big hand seal of the heavenly demon that he refined. It can be used as an escape method when traveling alone.

Wang Chong's appearance was that of a tall man with a resolute face, but with a bit of evil intent. In addition, he had the big handprint of the devil on his feet. No one dared to talk to him along the way and had to avoid him from a distance.

Although in the eyes of Wang Chong, Zhu Hongxiu, and even Ecstasy Concubine Mo Ruyi, ordinary golden elixirs are nothing more than this, the masters of the golden elixir realm have already achieved extremely high achievements in this world. They have to work hard for hundreds of years, and they all dominate one area. characters.

The two to three hundred guests who came to the banquet this time were only a dozen or so golden elixirs at most, which was far inferior to the Sword Discussion Conference held by the Great Sage Chunyang back then, and even far worse than the giant Dragon King's Haishi.

Wang Chong also saw a few people on the same journey. Seeing the cultivation of these people, he curled his lips and thought to himself: "Sure enough, it is just the birthday of the leader of an ordinary small sect, and all the people who come are messy things."

When he saw Liuyuntai, he was about to escape, when a member of Mo Ruyi's disciple whom he had met a few days ago shouted: "Master Wan Longyi! Please give me some face, don't be so arrogant, there are too many guests here, It’s not very convenient to fly.”

Wang Chong didn't mean to be arrogant. He smiled slightly and took the Heavenly Demon's big hand seal. He saw that the Liuyuntai was also quite impressive. It was divided into seven floors, with a foundation of ten feet on the ground. There were monks on each floor having a banquet. There were also many witches singing and dancing.

Wang Chong didn't like this either. When he saw Zhu Hongxiu was with Mo Ruyi and six or seven female cultivators, he raised his hand to say hello.

When Zhu Hongxiu saw him coming to see her, she raised her brows slightly and said using the secret method of the devil: "Go and find a place where we, sisters, can chat. It's not your place to join in the fun."

Wang Chong saw that there were no other men on Zhu Hongxiu's side, so he didn't insist and chose a secluded place at random.

Immediately, the demon servants of Fengyun Sect came over, first laid out a thick stall, and then set up a table, and soon people were serving wine and food.

Wang Chong poured himself a drink for a while and looked around. The place he chose had only six or seven tables. A big man, as angry as a tiger, was chewing on the table.

A down-and-out scholar had an ancient sword beside him. The scabbard was damaged everywhere. Wang Chong couldn't tell whether the sword was a flying sword from the immortal family. At this time, he was possessed of the devil's mind skills and only had two spells in total. His vision was very important. Much worse.

There was another old man with a granddaughter. The old man was half asleep, but the little girl was very spirited. When Wang Chong looked at her, she also looked over and smiled playfully, which was really cute.

Wang Chong also found it interesting. He laughed, made a casual gesture, threw a jar of Baihua Liang dew over, and shouted: "Brother, I'll treat you to a drink!"

The little girl smiled and smashed the mud seal of the wine jar with a flick of her hand. With a raise of her little hand, the clear wine syrup turned into a white line and went straight into her throat.

In an instant, he drank up a jar of dozens of kilograms of fine wine.

Wang Chong threw two more jars of Baihua Liang dew over, but the little girl waved her hand and shouted: "Thank you big brother for the wine! This tastes good. I want to keep it for grandpa, so I won't drink it."

The burly man, as angry as a tiger, suddenly glared angrily and shouted: "Why don't you invite me to drink?"

Wang Chong smiled and said: "If you also have the cultivation level of Jindan realm, I can buy you a drink!"

The big man roared like a tiger, and when Xuxu grabbed hold of him, his majestic energy turned into tiger claws and struck directly at Wang Chong.

Wang Chong recognized that the little girl was at the Golden Core Realm, so he offered to invite her to drink. Although this big man looked intimidating, he was actually only at the Tiangang Realm. The Tiger Claw Soul-Searching Hand, which was half martial arts and half magic, was really not good enough. mesa.

This technique requires finding a tiger spirit that has become a climate in the deep mountains. After killing it, you can use its essence to practice. The deeper the tiger spirit's cultivation is and the more tiger spirits you kill, the stronger this skill will be.

But after all, it is only a method of the Tiangang Dayan realm. Even the disciples of the big sect are not good at using it. After all, even if everyone does not have flying swords, they should have some magic weapons with them. What is the principle of fighting with bare hands?

Wang Chong kneaded the magic formula, slashed out with a sword light, and immediately chopped into pieces the tiger's claws transformed by the majestic energy. After all, the Great Heavenly Demon Sword was the authentic Heavenly Demon Sword. How could any of this man's other side spells be able to match it?

Therefore, when Wang Chong's Great Heavenly Demonic Sword came out, even though he deliberately held back his hand, it still directly killed all the tiger spirit in this sturdy man, which was equivalent to breaking his magic.

You will have to practice hard in the future to get back to it.

The big man was very frightened. He jumped up, pulled out a steel knife from his waist, and struck Wang Chong with one blow. The tiger claw soul-searching hand was broken. He was ashamed and angry. He was already evil and wanted to kill someone. Vented his anger.

But in a state of shock and anger, no one thought about whether the other party was more powerful than themselves. Was he seeking death by being so impulsive?

Just when Wang Chong was about to kill the man, he heard the little girl shout: "Big brother, please don't kill him because of my thin face."

Wang Chong chuckled and dismissed the intention of the sword, but saw the little girl grab her hand without any gesture, and the tall man was grabbed out of thin air. The little girl dropped her hand in vain, and then she threw the big man to the ground and shouted: "If I didn't have friendship with your teacher, I wouldn't save you, a bastard! If you can't get a drink from someone, you have to take action, and you will suffer the consequences. You don’t know the level yet, but if you insist on fighting with others, how many lives do you have?”

The big man was unconvinced on the ground and cursed: "This little thief dares to kill me? I am a disciple of Hunyuan Sect and a branch of Huntian Dao!"

The little girl was quite speechless. She cupped her hands towards Wang Chong and said, "I am a member of the Huntian Dao. This bastard really doesn't know what is good or bad, but fellow Taoists should not take it to heart."

The little girl stretched out her hand and silenced the big man's voice, and could only twist and struggle on the ground.

Wang Chong suddenly remembered Mo Huer, the little bear, and smiled and said, "I am a member of the Supreme Demon Sect!"