The sound of the wind whimpered.

In the left-front righteous camp, a gray-haired leader said aloud:

"What should be said a few days ago was finished in Cuihu Villa. There is no need to swear in front of the battle. In front of the martial arts fellow martial artists in the world, it is like a shrew cursing on the street, but it only adds laughter.

The right and the demons are irreversible. This battle is not just for justice or justice, but for our hatred!

At this moment, we are not righteous, and you are not demons.

We are just enemies!

My husband’s grandchildren and daughter-in-law were murdered by your Demon Sect, and I wish I could share the same wish!

There is no need to talk about the big things.

I came here just for revenge!

Since that's the case, why not just start!"

"Okay! It's worthy of being the first shot of Sun Zhenggan in the Central Plains that can defeat the Central Plains with one shot. As expected, it's fast to speak, and I like it.

You don’t say that our devil is evil, nor do we say that your righteous path is hypocritical and just.

Since you want to fight, then fight!

Finally, I can just use a sword to speak, but there are no such great principles to explain!

Could it be that you won’t be beaten if you explain it clearly?

If you rely on your words to decide the outcome, then the kiln sister in the kiln is the best in the world! Hahaha..."

In the Demon Sect camp, an old demon with a haggard face and a look of an evil ghost laughed out loud when he heard this.

"The devils, those who have revenge will take revenge! Those who have resentment will complain!"

"Today's first battle, both sides invite the battle, both of which are divided into both the superiority and the inferiority, and life and death!

After the war, all the grudges will disappear. If anyone seeks enemies with this afterwards, the martial arts fellows in the world will witness it together and kill them together!"

"start!"

"war!"

"war!"

Both sides roared, and their voices shook the sky, and their murderous aura aroused the birds in the distance and quickly fled.

Without any preheating, everyone only heard a sound of swords.

clang!

A long sword with cloud pattern wooden sheath was thrown out from the righteous camp and penetrated into the open space between both sides.

On this side of the righteous path, there was a passage in the middle, a long-haired, white beard, and a fairy-like old man in a white robe and coat came out from behind. He pulled up the long sword from the ground and pointed the sword at the direction of the demon path.

"Old Feng Tinghua, the Supreme Elder of the Western Yue lineage of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, came to clear the portal!"

"Dugu Zhengyang, don't come quickly to die!"

Feng Qinghua is a thin old man with a clear face, but his loud shout is intimidating, as if he has the courage to be inappropriate.

Everyone couldn't help but feel upset.

This first battle with a good start, I didn’t expect it to be so exciting.

The merger of the Five Mountains Sword Sect was the first major event in the world at that time, and it was related to the world's sword fortune, so everyone naturally paid attention to it.

As the war between the righteous and the demons intensified, the Five Mountains Sword Sect could not survive alone. Finally, under the support of Jiang Ping, they formed a team of Sword Holders.

In order to prove his strength, the foundation of the Five Mountains Sword Sect is gradually revealed.

In the five-vein inheritance, not only has more than two-digit sword masters, but also five top masters suppress the fortunes in the sect, and can be called the world's number one sword master.

Feng Qinghua is the one who suppresses fortune in the Xiyue Sword Sect, the great master of the Great Sword [] Dao. It is said that he was a famous figure sixty years ago and has long been forgotten by the world.

If he had not encountered the martial arts world today, he would probably have not been born yet, so he would have been silently obliterated by protecting the inheritance of the Xiyue Sword Sect.

He wanted to clear the portal, and everyone immediately thought of the sword demon Dugu Zhengyang among the twelve demon kings in the Demon Sect.

The biological son of the Holy Heart Demon Lord, the senior brother of the Xiyue Sword Sect that day, was the big devil who defected to kill his master on the Tianjian Peak.

"Zhengyang has met Master Feng!"

In the magic camp, a black-clothed swordsman with a lonely and cold temperament took three steps forward and bowed to worship.

"Need not!"

Feng Qinghua opened his body sideways, avoided this gift, and then snorted coldly:

"I can't stand the worship of you, a ruthless beast!"

"Your master Gao Yuantang treats you so kindly, treats you as your own, and treats you with all kindness and righteousness. Even if your identity is exposed, he will protect you everywhere, and even plead with the other four meridians, wanting to save your life.

But how did you treat him?

Not only do you rebel against the door and run away, you also want to kill your master and friends on the way to escape!

Even if you want to escape, why do you want to kill him?

The devil's son is the devil's son, ruthless and unrighteous, sneering at the morality, benevolence and righteousness of the world!

Today I will remove the harm of you for the Xiyue Sword Sect, your master Gao Yuantang, and the innocent warriors who have died under the sword demon in recent years!"

“Master…”

Dugu Zhengyang remembered the master who raised him, gave him a name, and taught him benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, elegance and magnanimity.

It was not just his master, but his adoptive father, the person he once wanted to repay at all costs.

But that night, when the master secretly came to see him, he was crazy and stabbed the unprepared master to death with a sword.

Even when he died, the master never thought of attacking him, but just asked him to leave quickly and not be caught.

He knew that the master really treated him like his own son.

But why did he kill his master?!

Whenever he thought of it, he felt that the demonic nature in his heart was greatly aroused and he had to sacrifice it with blood.

That is the demon seed of the Holy Heart Demon Lord in his heart.

With the moment when the master died, it took root in his heart and could never be eradicated.

Holy Heart Demon Lord!

Dugu Zhengyang gritted his teeth, but he was helpless.

Although he is now one of the twelve demon kings, he is not Qiye, and he is still controlled by the Holy Heart Demon Lord.

The eight sage masters of the Demon Sect can’t be fond of fame?

If it weren't for the monster Qiye who broke the order, the power of the Demon Sect would still be firmly in their hands.

Although he is the biological son of the Holy Heart Demon Lord, he is just a work and a tool in the heart of the Holy Heart Demon Lord.

As for the father-son relationship, it does not exist at all.

Those who play with people's hearts must first be heartless, otherwise they will be backfired. In fact, it must be even worse than the way to destroy love.

What a pity.

He originally wanted to wait a little longer, until he was stronger, so strong that he could get rid of the control of the Holy Heart Demon Lord.

Then he avenges and apologizes for his death.
Chapter completed!