The strongest cultivator in the heavens

Chapter 69 The Demon God Arrives

Yang Wenhao also knows how to ward off evil swordsmanship.

Yue Buqun was instantly dumbfounded when he saw Yang Wenhao blocked his sword move with the evil sword technique.

"How did you learn the evil sword technique!"

Yang Wenhao shook Yue Buqun away, and looked at Yue Buqun indifferently: "Have you forgotten what happened that day?"

"You!" Yue Buqun stared at Yang Wenhao with wide eyes, his eyes were full of anger: "You deliberately put the evil sword manual in front of me."

"Haha." Yang Wenhao laughed loudly: "How is it that you have lost your children and grandchildren?"

"You! Courting death!" Yue Buqun was so angry that the sword in his hand turned into a ray of cold light and attacked Yang Wenhao.

The long sword in Yang Wenhao's hand was full of silver light, and his steps were phantom, directly dodging Yue Buqun's sword, and then he slashed at Yue Buqun with a backhand sword.

"ended!"

Yang Wenhao's sword slashed at Yue Buqun like an immortal blade.

Yue Buqun was shocked and wanted to block with the long sword in his hand.

"Break it for me!"

Yang Wenhao yelled, the long sword in his hand slashed at Yue Buqun's sword, and just when Yue Buqun thought he blocked it, there was a sound of breaking.

"not good!"

Although Yue Buqun reacted very quickly and wanted to throw away his weapon to avoid it, it was still too late.

The alloy sword in Yang Wenhao's hand was like an inexhaustible sword that cut iron like mud, directly cut off Yue Buqun's sword in the middle, and then broke into pieces and slashed towards Yue Buqun.

"puff"

Yue Buqun was hit across the chest by a sword and flew backwards.

He clutched his chest, but the blood on his chest was no longer something he could stop with one hand.

Blood continued to flow down his cyan robe to the ground.

"Yue Buqun, it's over, isn't it?"

Yang Wenhao walked up to Yue Buqun, pointing his long sword at Yue Buqun's throat.

The long sword is only a few centimeters away from Yue Buqun's throat, and it only takes Yang Wenhao's strength to suffocate Yue Buqun to death.

Panting heavily, Yue Buqun looked at Yang Wenhao, and said, "Yang Shaoxia, you must forgive others and forgive others."

"Oh?" Yang Wenhao said with a half-smile, "Didn't you call me a devil just now? Why, you, a decent person, begged for mercy from a devil?"

Yue Buqun said in a deep voice: "If Yang Shaoxia continues to insist on going his own way, he may cause a catastrophe in the world. They are all big devils who will be punished by everyone from all corners of the world. Please turn Yang Shaoxia back."

"You talk too much."

Yang Wenhao swung his sword.

Seeing Yang Wenhao's action, Ning Zhong shouted in the distance: "No! Brother!"

"Father!" Yue Lingshan also exclaimed.

"when"

Yang Wenhao repelled the comer with a backhand sword.

He frowned and looked at the swordsman: "Lin Pingzhi, do you want to die too?"

"Although Yue Buqun is heinous." Lin Pingzhi said flatly, "But it is my father-in-law. As a son-in-law, I can't just watch my father-in-law die in front of me."

"Humph, hypocrisy." Yang Wenhao sneered, "I'll kill him first, what can you do to me?"

Suddenly, Yang Wenhao made a direct attack, and Yang Wenhao shot a ray of sharpness towards Yue Buqun.

Lin Pingzhi moved, and the long sword in his hand turned into phantoms to block Yang Wenhao's attack.

At this point, Yang Wenhao didn't make any further moves, and looked at Lin Pingzhi indifferently: "Lin Pingzhi, I've already told you that Yue Buqun will definitely die."

But under Lin Pingzhi's puzzled gaze, Yue Buqun suddenly looked ferocious, clutching his chest, his eyes widened.

"I'm not reconciled!"

Yue Buqun lost his focus and fell to the ground with a thud, losing his breath.

Seeing this scene, Lin Pingzhi was shocked, and immediately looked at Yang Wenhao: "It was you who did the murder.",

"I said earlier that Yue Buqun would definitely die." Yang Wenhao said lightly, "And not only he is going to die, but you are also going to die."

"You take your life." Lin Pingzhi wanted to make a move, but was stopped by Yue Lingshan who was running over.

"Pingzhi, stop it." Yue Lingshan immediately looked at Yang Wenhao: "Yang Wenhao, I beg you, can you stop, my father has been killed by you, don't you want to let Pingzhi go."

Yang Wenhao looked at Yue Lingshan indifferently, at this time, Ning Zhong came from the side.

"Xiao Yang, you have already killed my senior brother, isn't that enough?" Ning Zhong's eyes were red, obviously, Yue Buqun's death hurt her a lot.

It was the best thing not to meet Yang Wenhao in battle. Now being able to talk softly with Yang Wenhao is already a respect for Yang Wenhao.

Yang Wenhao didn't speak, and put away the long sword in his hand.

In this regard, although he did not answer, he still expressed everything.

Passing by Ning Zhongze and others, Yang Wenhao walked towards Zuo Lengchan step by step.

"What do you want to do!"

Zuo Lengchan looked at Yang Wenhao in horror. At this moment, in his eyes, Yang Wenhao was like a black and white impermanence that seduces the soul and kills him.

came to take his life.

"The leader of the Five Sacred Sword Sect, Zuo Lengchan."

There was a scream, and everyone's heart skipped a beat.

"You pay back my senior brother's life."

Before he could finish his words, he had already attacked Yang Wenhao with hatred.

"I really can't find the arrogance of you people."

Yang Wenhao's eyes were cold, and then he looked at everyone present.

All the elders of the Songshan School died, the Taishan School was the same as above, the Hengshan School was also above, the Huashan School Yue Buqun was beheaded by Yang Wenhao, and Mr. Mo Da of the Hengshan School seemed to be still immersed in his Erhu realm and couldn't extricate himself.

In fact, Yang Wenhao understood that Mo Da just acted indifferent to world affairs in order to repay the previous favor.

This is the best for Yang Wenhao.

For now, except for the main task, all the rest have been completed.

Yang Wenhao, who was standing on the main stage, already had a huge sum of money, two thousand points.

Put away the sword, the rest of the people have nothing to do with him, and have no grievances, Yang Wenhao has no intention of making a move.

If you really want to be the devil, it is not impossible to kill all these people.

But Yang Wenhao didn't want to do that.

Immortal cultivators do whatever they want, if they kill too much, they may lose their minds and become demon cultivators.

Cultivating demons and cultivating immortals are in opposition, demons despise human life and kill innocent people indiscriminately.

But cultivating immortals is essentially cultivating the mind, which is completely different from cultivating demons.

Yang Wenhao put away his sword, and walked down the mountain step by step as if walking in a leisurely courtyard.

No one on the top of the mountain dared to vent their anger, and everyone held their breath and watched Yang Wenhao, the demon god, leave.

Halfway up the mountain, Yang Wenhao stopped.

"Big Brother Yang"

Needless to say, this gentle and soft voice knew who it was.

Yang Wenhao turned around and said, "Yilin, go back."

"Brother Yang, I..." Yilin hesitated to speak, which made people imagine.

But Yang Wenhao didn't intend to daydream, and said: "Yilin, I'm leaving soon, you should practice hard at Mount Heng."

"Let's go? Brother Yang, where are you going, Yilin?"

"That place is far away, and I'm the only one who can go there."

(End of this chapter)