Ouyang Zhi took a strong move and pointed out two points one after another. Two sword cultivators died, one of them was the master of swordsmanship.

The whole audience was silent, and all the casual cultivators looked shocked and retreated involuntarily to stay away from Ouyang Zhi.

Even the cultivators from all major sects were moved, shocked by Ouyang Zhi's strength and the amazing magical powers of the Yinshan Sect, the Demon Finger.

Ouyang Zhi is only about thirty years old and looks even younger. He can kill the master of swordsmanship with only one hand. It is so shocking, which means that his cultivation has broken through the Xuan Realm, at least in the middle stage of the Xuan Realm.

In the martial arts world, there are very few young masters, and young Xuan Realm Realm Realm Realm Realm Realm is also rare.

Ouyang Zhi was able to achieve the middle stage of the Xuan Realm at a young age, which is enough to show that his talent for cultivation and his excellent roots and bones are even worse than him, even Li Ruochen, the chief disciple of Longhu Mountain.

"Teacher Xuanli, have you been a little bit old?

It's two lives at least."

Master Zixiao finally couldn't help but speak.

"Why did the Chief Zixiao say this? Young people are practicing magic, and death and injury are inevitable."

Master Xuanli said that it was clear that he wanted to protect his disciples.

Master Zixiao shook his head and stopped talking.

He didn't want to have a conflict with the Yinshan Sect for a few casual cultivators.

Moreover, he also saw that it was impossible to understand Xuanli.

After Ouyang Zhi pointed out and killed two sword cultivators, he returned to his elegant and easy-going appearance, with a smile on his lips, and he looked very harmless.

However, when the monks saw him, he was clearly a smiling demon king, which was extremely terrifying.

Some casual cultivators have already retreated and are about to leave due to his tyranny.

However, there were still some bloody and unmoved cultivators who were unmoved and were hostile to him.

"We are waiting for the casual cultivators to join forces, but are you still afraid of him?"

"Yes, I'm waiting for the casual cultivator, and I'm going to be together to keep warm.

We just don’t leave, I don’t believe he dares to kill us all!”

"Do you really think you are the young devil?"

"Hmph, compared to the young devil, is it just him?

Also worth it?

If he had half the ability of the young devil, I would leave now without saying a word."

"The young devil king didn't kill anyone at all disagreements.

As far as I know, the young devil killed all those who provoke him first, and they are all those who deserve to die. They want to avenge their enemies and act chivalrously, and they should be role models for us."

...A group of casual cultivators gathered together to keep warm and said angrily.

"Why, you are not convinced?"

Ouyang Zhi looked at the several casual cultivators who were talking. Although the corners of his mouth still looked like a smile, a touch of killing intention was revealed.

Suddenly, several casual cultivators stammered and didn't speak very easily.

The casual cultivator is a scattered group, and everyone doesn’t know each other, so it’s not easy to get together to keep warm.

Moreover, there is an ancestor of the divine realm in the Yinshan Sect. Although he is silent and standing still, there is a deterrent force emitted invisibly, which is very scary.

"What a young demon king, a pride of heaven, who is brave but not resourceful, is just a local dog with developed limbs and simple minds in my opinion.

He would better not meet me, or he would accept him as a slave."

Ouyang Zhi continued, although his tone was very plain, he was extremely arrogant and arrogant.

As soon as he said this, the audience was in an uproar again.

If you regard the young demon king as a native chicken and a dog, and you still want to take it as a slave, you dare to say such big words in public. It is obviously an old birthday boy who hangs him and is disgusted with his longevity.

However, everyone knows that he is unrestrained and is just bragging. He is sure that the young devil has died, so why isn't he attached to him?

If the young devil was still alive, he would not dare to speak like this with ten courage.

But this kind of person is very hateful and can be called despicable and shameless.

However, after all, he had a divine realm master present, standing like a demon god. Although the monks were angry, they did not dare to stand up and accuse him.

The wandering cultivators were already scared, and all the major sects were old-fashioned, so they didn't care about their own affairs.

"Who are you talking about the local dog?

Who do you think you want to take as a slave?"

At this moment, a fierce female voice suddenly came, and there was murderous aura in the voice, which made everyone feel a chill.

Brush! Almost at the same time, everyone looked in the sound and saw a beautiful girl in white and a burly and majestic middle-aged man walking towards him.

The girl in white looked cold and beautiful, as if she was fairy Guanghan Ling Chen, stunning the world.

She held a long knife in her hand and her beautiful eyes locked on Ouyang Zhi.

She said that just now.

"It's the young devil's female disciple."

Many monks suddenly recognized the young man, Su Mengyao, the female disciple of the young devil king.

Just the day before yesterday, on the top of Yanshan Mountain, the girl emerged and became a hot search on the headlines. She really amazed the world and was even given a name, Fairy Mengyao.

The big man next to her is naturally Zhao Tianlong.

Zhao Tianlong also stared at Ouyang Zhi with wide eyes.

"Who am I supposed to be? It turns out that the disciple of the young devil king is here."

Ouyang Zhi said, ignoring Zhao Tianlong, his eyes shining, and he looked directly at Mengyao without hiding his covetousness for beauty in his eyes.

"The young devil king actually has such a beautiful disciple, and he is so lucky.

If you are still intact, I can consider accepting you as my Taoist partner.”

Ouyang Zhi was so arrogant that he actually wanted to accept Su Mengyao as a Taoist partner.

Everyone still vaguely remembers that Li Ruochen, the chief disciple of Longhu Mountain, also said something similar, but was beaten into a dead dog by the young devil.

Master Xuanli twisted his whiskers in his hand, his eyes flashed, and his jaws were slightly slight, as if he was very satisfied with letting Su Mengyao be a Taoist partner for his disciple.

"Those who insult my teacher will die!"

Mengyao shouted, and her beautiful eyes, which were as beautiful as water, burst into two cold lights.

She can tolerate others humiliating her, but she will definitely not insult her master.

Clang! The purple lightning Yin Thunder Knife was unsheathed, and countless purple lightning thunder silk were wrapped around the snow-clear blade, like a Thunder God's sword. It had not been slashed out yet, but it could make people feel the bone-broken coldness and murderous aura.

"Senior sister, let me do it."

Zhao Tianlong took the lead and took the lead.

But at this moment, among the monks, a middle-aged man with thin body and dark skin stood up, moved his body, blocking Zhao Tianlong's face, holding a crazy dragon sword in his hand, full of murderous aura and staring at him.

This person is the head of the Wu family in the northwest, Wujianghe.

The young devil has a grudge against him for killing his father, so he came here to confirm the death of the young devil.

At this moment, he was going to attack the disciples of the Young Demon King and make the Young Demon King pay some price.

"I don't want to kill women, so I'd better kill you!"

Wu Jianghe was full of murderous aura and glared at Zhao Tianlong.

Without waiting for Zhao Tianlong to respond, he rushed towards Zhao Tianlong.

Clang clang clang! The big sword in his hand slashed, slashing horizontally and continuously. The surging true energy injected, and even slashed out eighteen sword auras in one breath, like eighteen angry dragons. The sword lights and swords in the void were squeaking, almost turning into a sword aura storm, filling the void, swallowing the earth, and sweeping away at Zhao Tianlong.

Knock! I saw that the sword storm passed by, destroying and invincible, and the hard rocky ground was cut into a large crack several feet deep, as if a ditche plowed out by an iron plow, spreading to Zhao Tianlong's feet.

"Good sword technique, the Martial Dragon sword technique, is indeed well-known! The young demon king's disciples are afraid that there will be a lot of danger now."

"I am worthy of being the descendant of the Sword Saint and the master of swordsmanship. This sword has a faint sense of the Sword Saint's artistic conception."

...Many monks exclaimed, their eyes wide open.

Over there, Su Mengyao did not hesitate and took action against Ouyang Zhi.

The purple lightning Yin Thunder Knife flashed. As it waved, a thick thunder sword flew out, like a huge thunder dragon. The void was instantly penetrated, making a terrible tearing sound.

Although there was only one thunder sword, it was more than ten times stronger than the one that Wu Jianghe had slashed at this moment.

With this sword as a top-notch world, Su Mengyao suddenly killed Ouyang Zhi.

"Your master, the young devil, is dead, and you are still standing up for him. It's so stubborn!"

Ouyang Zhi sneered and pointed out as he spoke.

"Demon finger!"

Whoosh! A condensed demon finger shot away violently, instantly crossing ten feet of void, and confronted the thunder sword speared out by the Purple Lightning Yin Thunder Knife.
To be continued...