Cultivate the evil ways of the world

Shao Riwan let go of his strength, the long sword was unsheathed and flashed a silver light, and a sword flower was thrown in the air and stabbed at him!

Dao after sword qi flashed and exchanged, and the four sides were mad, and the two long swords exchanged and knocked out sparks.

Shao Riwan didn't come here in the past two years. He has no talent, and the only way out is sword intent. Jiang Bixin is not enough this year. On the whole, it's half a catty, the sword in the hand of the whole screen of victory and defeat.

Fang Sheng was so startled that he couldn't sit still, he glanced back and forth at Li Shu.

Li Shu smiled and said: "Ancestor, I really can't control this time, or I will be beaten when I go back."

Fang Sheng asked: "What about Brother Nagasawa? Will he be beaten?"

"He—" Li Shu said happily, "He will probably be beaten to death."

Fang Sheng: ...

Wei Changze's whole body was surrounded by true energy, and he rushed like a ignited fuse. Jiang Ningyi could barely react, the sword in his hand was too close to be seen clearly, and if he couldn't catch it, there was a bloodstain, and he died in just a moment. Scars all over.

There are many disciples of Tianji Sect, but no one came to help.

Jiang Chengwu frowned stubbornly, clenched his fists hidden in his sleeves, and suddenly made up his mind to stand up.

Yihunxiu also stood up and said, "Master Jiang, wait a minute."

The young man who spoke just now also said: "Since there is a difference in this matter, it is better for Master Jiang not to intervene. This person just ran out just now. Since the soul of the sword recognized the master, he just hid at that time to make people suspicious." As it should be."

The two fought and retreated until they reached the corner of the wall. Wei Changze seemed to have steel needles in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and turned over in the air. The long sword pierced the air, and he was about to nail Jiang Ning to the wall!

In an instant, Jiang Ningyi's eyes suddenly changed.

A gust of black air gushed out, and his pupils were slowly stained with black paint. He suddenly stretched out his hand, and the palm of his hand firmly blocked the tip of the sword. Wei Changze couldn't shake it for a while.

The crowd was in an uproar!

Jiang Bixin glanced distractedly for a while, and Shao Riwan saw the right moment and threw his sword towards his chest, stabbing a bloody flower, Jiang Bixin lost his strength and fell heavily to the ground.

Shao Riwan's eyes were cold, and he charged up his sword to keep up.

Jiang Bi's confidence suddenly shuddered and he realized that this person really wanted to kill him!

He struggled to stand up, Shao Riwan's sword had arrived, and was about to pierce his chest, when he was suddenly blocked by a sword!

The man who blocked his sword said: "What are you doing!"

Shao Riwan glanced coldly at Jiang Bixin who was lying on the ground, and then withdrew his sword.

Jiang Bixin heaved a sigh of relief.

He didn't know where he had offended this person, to provoke such killing intent.

The hall was already in chaos. Jiang Ning was mad and hated, and he grinned grinningly and let out his breath. He blocked the sword with his palm, and his true energy spun around the sword. Hold on, his face was already a little distorted in the confrontation of anger.

Only a few crisp sounds were heard, and the sword body was crushed into several pieces!

Wei Changze scolded his mother in his heart, feeling quite distressed.

The spectators finally realized that something was wrong, the evil spirit was obviously the intrusion of demonic cultivation into the body!

Hunxiu Pingjun was the first to strike, and flew out, with a roar, behind him seemed to be the phantom of an eagle, spreading its wings like a roc, raging like a tiger.

Yaoxiu Song Zhe also followed closely behind him, and white air flew away between waving his sleeves, transpiring like a fairyland.

There was madness in Jiang Ning's eyes, and he grabbed it in the void, and a long knife appeared out of thin air and held it in his hand!

Someone exclaimed in surprise: "Blade of Martial Soul!"

The female monk scolded: "Jiang Daochang! What's going on?!"

Jiang Chengwu was extremely astonished, and his expression was extremely ugly.

The blade of the martial soul is trained by the soul and soul of the demon cultivator. It lives together with the demon cultivator and is fed by the soul.

Jiang Ning swiped a long knife in one hand and drank twice. These few Jindanqi people could hold on, but the rest of the people were shocked and took a step back, as if they were facing a big enemy.

With a sneer on the corner of Jiang Ning's mouth, he had long since lost his honest appearance. He pointed to the audience and said, "Come and fight!"

The disciples of Tianjimen all looked terrified.

Jiang Ning was not afraid of the people standing in front of him, step by step like a death god, "Brothers, what are you afraid of?"

"Jiang is lucky to be able to see everyone like this in his lifetime."

Jiang Chengwu said: "Jiang Ningyi!"

Jiang Ning stopped suddenly, and everyone was on guard for a while.

Jiang Ning said together: "Master."

"I only regret one thing in this life," he said, "and that is to enter the sect of Tianji."

Wei Changze backed away calmly, walked up to Shao Riwan and whispered, "Are you feeling well?"

Shao Riwan nodded.

Wei Changze said: "It's a fucking day, and you even paid me a sword."

Shao Riwan smiled and said, "It means you have no fate with it."

"What fate do I have with it," Wei Changze said bastardly, "It's not my wife."

Shao Riwan glanced over, and then he shut up.

Jiang Ning said together: "I'm afraid you have forgotten that I was also the one-in-a-kind spiritual root selected by the trial stone."

"In the year of Yiwei, there was a severe drought, a hundred years of catastrophe, and the people's livelihood was in dire straits. My father had already sold me to the palace as an eunuch. It was you who saved me from calamity. I naturally accept this kindness."

"You changed my name and surname. From then on, my surname is Jiang. I have no complaints."

"Master," Jiang Ning said as he looked at him, "You should know why I became what I am now, right?"

Jiang Chengwu said: "You covet what you shouldn't want."

Jiang Ning sneered, and said angrily: "There is nothing I shouldn't want!"

He raised his hands, and the long knife released black mist, "The superior, since ancient times, the capable have lived there, no matter whether it is talent or diligence, there is no one who can surpass me. You are short-sighted and only care about blood kinship."

Jiang Ning suddenly pointed to a sword cultivator in the crowd, "It's too much for you to ride on my head with Jiang Min's wine bag and rice bag."

The person named was startled subconsciously by his evil spirit, and tapped his upper and lower teeth.

Jiang Chengwu closed his eyes and said with a long sigh: "You killed Master Hui Jing."

"It's me," Jiang Ning raised her eyebrows and chuckled, "She saw me practicing, so I killed her in a moment of panic. There is no one in Tianjimen who uses knives, so it would be perfect to blame Xiang Genhong. Anyway, you only think about tripping over the famous Tibetan mountain all day long, and you will never investigate carefully."

Wei Changze was a little irritable, and said softly: "It's broken, he probably caused trouble for me."

Shao Riwan said: "Can you beat it?"

"You're kidding," Wei Changze said, "Of course I can't beat them, and neither can I."

"It's okay," Shao Riwan said, "There are so many people, I'll have to wait a while before it's your turn."

Wei Changze: ...? ? ?

Li Shu condensed his voice and asked, "Why don't you run away? Have you lived enough?"

Wei Changze: ...

"I was wrong," Jiang Chengwu seemed to be ten years older, "If I knew you were in this situation today, I would never take you to the door. You are too focused and scheming, so you shouldn't have entered the Tao."

Jiang Ning shouted angrily: "You should let me smash my head against the palace wall to death! Also save me from being humiliated every day!"

"I wanted to use my whole life to repay you!" He roared out of control, "It's you, it's you who forced me to be like this, it's you!"

"Anyone in the Tianji Gate can ride on my head and yell at me five times and six times. I can bear it, but how did you treat me?! No matter how powerful I am, even if I enter the golden core stage, I am doomed to be nothing. A dog from Tianjimen!"

Jiang Chengwu looked at him, with a flash of sadness in his eyes, he stood up and said, "Since this is the case, if you have grudges or grudges, come to me."

Jiang Ning looked at him coldly.

Jiang Chengwu held a long silver sword in his hand, threw the scabbard on the ground, and walked down the steps step by step.

The matter has come to this point, and there is no room for redemption. He may have thought that there is still a flaw in this matter, but he dare not think about it. Hui Jing's corpse is too strange, the soul has been separated from the body, but there is still evil spirit lingering, Hui Jing Already entered the Nascent Soul, how many people can kill her invisible?

It's not so much that I don't want to do a deep investigation, but more that I can't do a deep investigation.

Jiang Ningyi's evil spirit spread wantonly, he yelled like crazy, swung his knife and slashed at Jiang Chengwu. This is not only a demon cultivator, but also a demon cultivator that devours three levels.

It wasn't until he released all his true energy that everyone really felt the daunting fear.

Jiang Chengwu was able to block the knife with his sword, but he was kicked directly to the wall, hit the ground hard, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

After swallowing Hui Jing, Jiang Ningyi became stronger.

He walked into Jiang Chengwu slowly, looked down at him, and asked, "Have you ever regretted it?"

Jiang Chengwu didn't answer him.

Jiang Ning stepped on his face one by one, gritted his teeth and asked, "Have you ever regretted it!"

"Uncle Master!" Jiang Bixin couldn't stand it any longer, he drew his sword and charged forward, but Jiang Ning threw him out with a wave of his sleeve without looking back.

The crowd didn't wait any longer, and formed a circle behind Jiang Ningyi, Song Zhan said: "Niety! Take your life!"

Jiang Ning turned his head slowly, his eyes seemed to look at the dead again.

He summoned the Martial Soul Blade, raised his head and scoffed: "A group of mediocre people."

Almost instantly, dozens of people shot at the same time, and only the rainbow light of sword energy and the flowing of true energy could be seen in the flash.

Jiang Ning insisted on accepting it, he just wanted to let these people know their weakness, the mediocrity brought out from the mother's womb, and feel the strength that no matter how hard they work, they can't catch up.

He grinned grinningly with blood on the corner of his mouth and yelled up to the sky. He didn't care about a blood hole in his chest. He grabbed Song Zhe's throat with both hands in the air, and said with a sigh: "If you kneel down and call me three times" Grandpa, I will spare your life."

Song Zhe's eyes widened and he stared at him intently.

Jiang Ning's hand strength gradually increased, Song Zhe's face turned purple, and suddenly he lifted his sleeves and puffed out a burst of white air. Jiang Ning frowned and tilted his head. In an instant, the soul of the eagle rushed over, with its sharp beak in its mouth. his eyes!

Jiang Ning let out a loud roar, swung the blade wildly, one person and one eagle fought desperately, suddenly he kicked the ground into the air, slashed down fiercely with the long knife, cut the eagle in half along the wings, the eagle spirit It shattered in an instant, scattered between the heaven and the earth, and every bit of it was absorbed into the blade of the martial soul!

Ping Jun let out a mournful roar, and passed out immediately.

Song Zhe took out a purple gold gourd and scattered it into the air. The gourd trembled for a moment and burst open. The powder landed on Jiang Ningyi's body and ignited smoke and sparks!

Jiang Ning let out an angry roar, and tore the clothes on his body. This time, no matter which cultivator he was, he couldn't care less about xenophobia. run out!

Li Shu stood aside with folded arms, "Make a bet."

Wei Changze: "No."

Li Shu didn't seem to hear it, "You're finished, old man Zheng can't spare you, Tianjimen will definitely make enemies with Shierwu this time."

"It's not me," Wei Changze said, "It's the two of us, and it's your share."

"..." Li Shu couldn't believe it, "Are you still human?"

Wei Changze smiled.

This was a battle of wheels. Jiang Ningyi stood in the center covered in blood, dripping blood from the blade in his hand.

Whether Ping Jun is dead or alive is still uncertain, Song Zhe fell to the ground with only one breath left, and the rest of the people were also scarred and only held on with one breath.

Jiang Chengwu struggled to get up, and couldn't even hold his sword steadily.

Jiang Ning looked at him coldly, his face was covered with blood, as if shed blood and tears, "Even if I die today, I will drag you to be buried with me."

The Langyue sword soul trembled as soon as Jiang Ning appeared, and was forcibly suppressed with talisman paper, Huang Minggong barely hugged him.

Wei Changze stretched out his hand and said, "Give it to me."

He made a decision and tore off the talisman paper, and the sword soul came out, but Wei Changze held it tightly in his hand, and the sword soul went towards Jiang Ning!

Wei Changze had never used a sword, but Xiang Genhong had used it, and his sword soul was in Wei Changze's hands.

The soul of the sword is full of resentment, and the vengeance of killing the master is unshakable, and he goes straight to the death spot!

Jiang Ningyi was already exhausted, with countless fatal wounds on his body, he gritted his teeth and raised his arms, the soul of resentment sword and the blade of martial soul collided, and the overwhelming black air exploded!

Wei Changze forced out his true energy, clenched the handle of the knife tightly with all his strength, the tiger's mouth was cracked with blood, he looked at Jiang Ningyi firmly, and let out a loud shout, Xiang Genhong's figure seemed to reappear, overlapping with Wei Changze Together.

Huang Minggong subconsciously stepped forward and murmured: "Master."

Jiang Ning couldn't hold it any longer, and knelt down straight!

Wei Changze's hands were bloody, he held up Langyue's sword and said angrily, "Die!"

Langyue split the black evil energy, and it fell into Jiang Ningyi's shoulders, until it reached his chest.

Wei Changze suddenly lost strength and fell to the ground.

Shao Riwan stepped forward to support him, tore off the corner of his clothes and wrapped his ripped jaw.

Wei Changze was out of breath, and said poorly: "You really can't do this kind of thing anymore, if you come here twice, wait for my body to be collected."

"Don't say a few words," Shao Riwan said, "otherwise I will collect your body now."

Wei Changze: ...

The black evil spirit shrouded in the house was gone, and there were countless casualties.

Jiang Ning knelt on the ground, his face was covered with blood, and the corners of his mouth moved.

The sword in Jiang Chengwu's hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Facing Jiang Ningyi's back, he said, "You really went the wrong way."

"Son," Jiang Chengwu said, "you're going the wrong way."

A line of tears slid down Jiang Ningyi's blood-stained cheeks.

Jiang Chengwu said: "I know you are unwilling, but I didn't expect you to be so wrong... Ning Yi, you are too ambitious and not suitable for a high position. Although Jiang Min is not as talented as you, he is more suitable to be a A mediocre boss."

Jiang Ning lost the last trace of expression in his eyes, and died with his eyes open.

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1: I add the notes from the previous chapter here. The background of the salt merchants is borrowed from the late Qing Dynasty. The government banned salt all the time, but only the background of this period is the most appropriate.