White Master Black Disciple of Cultivation

Obviously it is exactly the same sword move, but under the hands of the two, they have different flavors. The demon king attacked heavily, while the man defended, the offensive was like thunder and lightning, and the defensive was like a web.

Seeing that the man was stronger than he imagined, the Demon King put away his contempt, mobilized all his strength, simplified the complexity, and stabbed the man with the most direct and simple sword move.

As if feeling the power of the demon king's move, the man frowned, and the sword flowers in his hand bloomed, making people dazzled.

With a sound of "ding", the two swords collided, sparks flew everywhere, the ground under the two people's feet was about to split open, and flying sand rose up, hiding their figures.

The crowd watching from a distance is anxious, who will win and who will lose?Why is there no movement?

When the dust cleared, one person stood and the other lay down, and the outcome was clear at a glance.

When Jiang Muxuan saw the movement of the demon king withdrawing his sword, Jiang Muxuan's heart froze, and an answer seemed to come out. That movement was a habitual movement of that person. Over the years, he had never seen anyone else use this movement, but if his If the guess is true, it would be too surprising. For a while, Jiang Muxuan's mind was mixed, and he didn't know how to face it.

Just when he was at a loss, the self-satisfied Demon King had spotted him, grinned and waved at him.

Looking at the gossiping crowd, Jiang Muxuan pursed his lips and flew away.

The Demon King thought that Jiang Muxuan was angry, and when he was about to catch up, he thought for a while, and still held the man on the ground in his hands, and chased in Jiang Muxuan's direction.

The two landed in front of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree one after another. The devil threw the man aside, and then took a few steps forward to please him, and said cautiously: "Is he really your apprentice? He's so weak, don't you think about changing him?"

"Fire Dragon, is that you?" Jiang Muxuan asked softly without turning his head, his long tone mixed with some complex emotions that the Demon King didn't understand.

Strangely, after hearing this name, the Demon King's body shook, and his mind flashed many images that had never appeared before.

The sudden influx of information seemed to burst the devil's brain. Even if he was as pain-resistant as he was, he couldn't bear the torn pain, and low growls overflowed from his throat.

Jiang Muxuan obviously did not expect such a situation, he turned around in astonishment, supported the trembling body of the Demon King, and tried to input spiritual power to help him calm down.

As soon as the spiritual power entered the body of the demon king, Jiang Muxuan knew that he was wrong. It was obvious that the "fire dragon" in front of him was no longer a human being. It would be tantamount to seeking his own death if he input spiritual power at this moment. After all, he had never heard of demons. He will be merciful when absorbing human aura.

Feeling the rapid loss of spiritual power in his body, Jiang Muxuan did not panic, stroking the face of the devil, trying to wake him up from the chaotic state, "Fire dragon, wake up, I am the master..."

At this time, the Demon King frowned deeply, clenched his teeth, the veins on his fists popped up one by one, cold sweat fell to the ground, and he seemed unable to control his body anymore.

The spiritual power in the body is already empty, and if it is sucked down again, it will only lead to the destruction of the spiritual roots. Jiang Muxuan showed a pity smile on his pale face, patted the devil's head, and said helplessly: "Stupid boy."

This sound sounded like thunder in the Demon King's mind. With a sudden struggle, he disconnected from Jiang Muxuan. At the same time, the demon body could no longer hide in Chen Huo's body. It fell naked on the ground and fell into a coma. past.

Jiang Muxuan, who had escaped the catastrophe, looked at the three figures lying on the ground, shook his head with a wry smile, and moved them into different rooms one by one. After finishing all this, he was exhausted and guarded the room of the devil In the middle of the day, he regained his spiritual power while sleeping lightly.

I don't know how long it took, the restriction was suddenly broken, and Mu Jianxian, who was warned, opened his eyes, and before he could hide the devil on the bed, the door of the room was roughly broken, and several immortal figures rushed to the room guardedly. He came in and surrounded the Demon King and the Wooden Sword Immortal.

Looking across the faces of the people present, Jiang Muxuan's heart gradually sank. This time, it seemed that there was no way to be kind. The top experts of the human race gathered together, and the fire dragon, even the legendary demon king, could not break through the encirclement and escape.

Jiang Muxuan didn't resist, and let those people take the fire dragon away, but he was a little puzzled by what they said before they left, "Mu Jianxian has made a great contribution this time", but this puzzlement came after seeing the person who claimed to be him. The disciple's man became clear afterward.

"The unworthy apprentice Meng Zili pays homage to Master!" The man lifted his clothes and saluted Jiang Muxuan, with tears streaming down his face, and the sobs in his voice did not seem to be fake.

Jiang Muxuan glanced at him lightly, nodded, "Get up, I've worked hard for you these years."

Wiping away the tears on his face, Mencius stood up slowly, and replied respectfully: "Thanks to Master's blessing, this disciple was lucky enough to save his life."

Jiang Muxuan had no interest in knowing about Mencius's experiences over the years. He was able to escape after surrendering to the demons as a prisoner, so he knew that those experiences would not be too good.

Before waving Mencius to leave, Jiang Muxuan suddenly raised his head and asked, "How did you move those people just now?"

The smile on Meng Zili's face was still respectful, but Jiang Muxuan, who had been watching him all the time, did not miss the smugness flashing in his eyes, "The demon king appeared, who can resist this credit?"

After thinking about the rumors about the devil, Jiang Muxuan couldn't connect with the vigorous fire dragon in his memory anyway, so he asked, "How do you know he is the devil?"

"It doesn't matter if he is a demon king or not? As long as he is a demon, he deserves to die." Mencius said this in a very flat tone, but Jiang Muxuan could hear his overwhelming hatred for the demons, pursed his lips, and did not speak , waved him down.

Jiang Muxuan quietly looked at Mencius's back, and his memory seemed to go back to the day when the demons invaded, and Mencius surrendered without a fight. He followed the leader of the demons with the most flattering attitude, and told the secrets of the human race one by one. It caused floating corpses everywhere, howling everywhere.If he hadn't made a breakthrough at that time and caught the demons by surprise, I'm afraid the outcome of that war would have been rewritten.

After experiencing that painful blow, he was determined not to accept disciples again, but he didn't expect to see a fire dragon that was still in its infancy on the road. He could tell at a glance that the fire dragon was a human-devil hybrid. In the end, he was still defeated by the cry of the fire dragon. In order not to let people discover the special identity of the fire dragon, he took the fire dragon to live in seclusion, but unexpectedly, people still saw something strange.

Withdrawing his chaotic thoughts, he stood up and was about to go out to inquire about the news. If those people wanted the fire dragon's life, they could have killed them right here just now. Since they took the fire dragon away, it seems that the fire dragon will not be there in a short time. Life is in danger, but it is only for a short period of time. Once their goal is achieved, they will definitely erase the fire dragon from this world without hesitation.

When he came to Mo Xian's residence, Jiang Muxuan was surprised to find that the place was deserted and deserted, without any of the usual singing and dancing.

Finding Mo Xian who was holding his wine glass and frowning at a familiar place, Jiang Muxuan asked directly, "What's the matter?"

Mo Xian didn't even turn his head. He shook his wine glass and replied unhurriedly: "The devil king has been arrested. Your good disciple has found a way to restrain the demons. Three days later will be the day when we attack the demons."

Jiang Muxuan's eyebrows twitched, this Mencius has good means, no wonder he can escape back, even if someone exposes his disgraceful past, he will probably be refuted by him with the reason "If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get a tiger's cub", not to mention , The only one who knew about that incident back then was himself.

"Isn't this a good thing?" Jiang Muxuan knew that his good friend didn't have much affection for the demons, so what troubled him probably wouldn't be the wanton attack on the demons.

"Ah." Mo Xian sighed for a long time, shook his head, his face seemed to be unbearable, "The way to restrain the demons is actually the screams of human children before they die, and now they have begun to collect children under the age of six. You don’t need to guess, you already know what those demon haters are going to do.”

This matter was so outrageous, Jiang Muxuan who was shocked in his heart didn't know what to say, who is the devil?Is it the demons who are guarding the border peacefully, or the human race who is going to launch an invasion by killing young children?

Thinking that the person who proposed this method was living in his courtyard at this time, Jiang Muxuan couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine, and felt like thousands of earthworms crawling through his heart.

There was only the sound of the wine glass shaking in the stagnant air. After a while, Jiang Muxuan remembered his purpose, and asked after deliberation: "How are they going to deal with the devil?"

"Heh." Mo Xian sneered, and said indifferently: "It's still your apprentice's idea to play the scene of the demon king being tortured at the top of the city, cut a part every day, and hang it up for the demons to watch."

With a "bang", the wine glass was knocked over, soaking the corner of Jiang Muxuan's clothes, but he didn't realize it, suppressed his anger and said word by word: "Meng Zili, this beast!"

Mo Xian waved his index finger and corrected him: "It's not as good as a beast, don't insult the word beast."

There was a cold look in his eyes, Jiang Muxuan asked coldly: "Where is the devil locked?"

"Nitian Palace." Mo Xian said indifferently, but as smart as he was, he quickly realized that something was wrong, his face turned pale, and he asked quickly: "What are you going to do? Don't do anything stupid, those people are already crazy, With your strength, you can't compete at all!"

Jiang Muxuan showed a faint smile, signaling Mo Xian not to be nervous, poured himself a full glass of wine, and after drinking it in one gulp, an astonishing brilliance suddenly burst out in his eyes, and he said calmly: "Then let you see what is true Crazy! Hahahaha..."

Mo Xian looked at Jiang Muxuan's handsome back in a daze, his lips moved, and he said to himself: "Is this world crazy?"