The peak of Emei is the highest point in Shu.

Today's martial arts conference held its last ceremony and the leader ascended the throne.

Under the gaze of everyone, Yan She, wearing a solemn robe, walked slowly to the highest point and looked down at the crowd under the gaze of Taoist Shi Yan, Zen Master Dafeng and other leaders of the righteous path.

"Dear leaders and heroes, today Yan is able to take the position of leader of the martial arts world, and all rely on everyone's support..." Yan She made a speech on his selection in a standard bureaucratic tone.

He said that since he had already taken office, it was natural to lead the heroes of the martial arts world to resist the disaster of the demon lord. He believed that justice would defeat evil, and the unification of the righteous power of the entire martial arts world would give hope to the general public...

The people below expressed their praise for what he said with warm applause. Overall, this was a martial arts conference with great significance, excellent results and a complete success - this was before the last sentence Yan She said.

"Actually, what I just said is farting. Thank you for your cooperation. I promise this sentence is true." Yan She said with a narrowed eyes.

It solidified for a while below.

"So you have discovered something wrong long ago." Lu Xiaofeng suddenly appeared, and Zen Master Dafeng and others showed murderous aura at the same time.

"The Sword Sect is the Demon Lord! Today we will do our best to do the heavens and eliminate the biggest disaster in the martial arts world." Taoist Mu took the lead and shouted at the disciples of various sects and the heroes of the martial arts world.

This statement is hard to believe, but it has to be believed, and everyone's faces have changed.

"Yes, I am the Demon Lord." Yan She admitted directly and simply that the game has come to an end until now, and he doesn't need to hide anything.

Hearing him admit it in person, everyone below clenched their fists, their eyes full of anger and hatred.

It is the anger and hatred after being fooled and betrayed.

Lu Xiaofeng sighed: "How did you find out that we are going to deal with you?"

Yan She said coldly: "If more than two people know a secret, it will definitely not be a secret."

"Apart from Mu Dao Ren, there are almost no one who has qualified acting skills, and they look very exaggerated." He was very dissatisfied, as if he was very concerned about the enemy treating him as a fool.

Lu Xiaofeng smiled bitterly and said, "I knew it was unreliable for them to do this."

"Does he be reliable or not!" A big man jumped out and pointed at Yan Shedao, "Demon Lord, you pretend to be a disaster to the martial arts world and assassinate the emperor. Now I want to arrest you."

"Who are you?" Yan She asked, then he remembered something and added, "I am different from the fake guy played by Wu Ming. Asking for a name is just asking for a name. You won't make you suddenly take action halfway through your words. Don't worry..."

The big man shouted, "A certain family is the number one master..."

Halfway through his words, his throat was twisted by a hand.

The owner of the hand was naturally Yan She. He looked around with an innocent look on his face: "Everyone knows that I am a devil, so I should know that my words are unbelievable."

Zen Master Damei slapped the table and stood up: "Bold devil, today I swear that you will pay your life for those thousands of innocent creatures."

He slurped the Buddha's name and became a angrily Vajra. He took the lead in killing Yan She. He swung the 72 unique skills of Shaolin's great light fist, sprinkling the infinite light of the three thousand worlds.

Wei Ran, the Taoist Shi Yan of Wudang, sighed: "President Yan, why do you do that? Now I can only draw my sword to eliminate the devil."

The Seven-Star Sword is unsheathed, and the Martial Arts Divine Sword accommodates Yin and Yang, reverses the five elements, and points directly to Yanshe's throat.

Out of hatred for his sins and anger of being deceived, the two of them were the strongest killing moves.

Faced with the joint attack between the two top masters of Buddhism and Taoism, Yan She just smiled faintly.

Then a black shadow flashed, and both hands stretched out, one of them, passing through their throats. Zen Master Dafeng and Taoist Shi Yan were both angry at the same time.

Lu Xiaofeng was creepy.

Zen Master Dafeng, what a master, Shi Yan, is he strangled to death like two chicks?

He couldn't help but doubt the little old man's planner.

Such a master is really comparable to human power?

Others were shocked, but they were even more sad and angry.

"You devil, I thought you were a hero who stood up to the top, but I didn't expect you to be so despicable and vicious." These are some righteous people who were deceived by Yanshe. They are very angry now.

Yan She said lightly: "Are you angry? Are you angry? It doesn't matter, I like to see how you look now."

When he was speaking, he had already come to the crowd, and his hands were urging him to harvest a large number of lives like cutting vegetables.

"Lu Xiaofeng, you only have this little preparation? It's so disappointing!"

Lu Xiaofeng took a long breath: "Brother Yan, it's the shore to turn back. Although you are evil, the things in the Forbidden City are not what you do. As long as you are willing to put down the butcher knife and help us eliminate the invisible people and ghost villas, you may not be able to lose your merits."

Hearing this, Taoist Mu snorted coldly, drew his sword and jumped out, pointing at Yan She.

The latter glanced at him and sneered: "You took Lu Xiaofeng away at the top of the Forbidden City?" Although my attention was all on Wu Ming at that time, you were the only one present who had the ability to take him quietly. The old knife handle of Ghost Villa was there."

Mu Dao Ren's face changed: "So you know my identity?"

Yan She said coldly: "Although Wu Ming has a very scheming, I knew his plan after I discovered that Lu Xiaofeng's body was gone. Today you want to kill me, but you don't know that the top of Emei is the tomb I prepared for you!"

When he spoke, his sharp palms were like a knife, containing invincible power, slashing at the Mu Taoist Man.

clang!

After a crisp sound, the long sword in Mu Dao Ren's hand broke, and he hurriedly used the Taoist mysterious skill that had been meticulous for a hundred years. The majestic true energy poured out and condensed into a surging palm.

Bang!

The two of them had a pair of palms, Yan She did not move at all. On the other hand, Mu Dao Ren staggered and took three steps back, spitting blood in his mouth.

However, although he was embarrassed, he was the only one who could beat Yan Shi and survive since the war started.

When Yan She was preparing to take the second move, a cold sword energy was already coming.

"Ximen Chuxue!" Yan She suddenly turned around, raised her palm to block the sword, and looked at the swordsman in white, "Is Ye Gucheng dead?"

Ximen Chuxue said: "No, today I am with him to defeat you!"

The Qingyue sword light flew across the void, carrying the lonely and vast sword intent. This sharpness surprised Yan She.

After experiencing the baptism given by Ye Gucheng, Ximen Chuxue was already close to the gods. At this moment, his realm was no worse than Li Xunhuan at the beginning.

If Gong Jiu met him now, he would undoubtedly die.

It’s not that Ximen Chuxue completely surpassed Gong Jiu’s achievements in martial arts, but that his sword is like Xiao Li’s flying knife. Every move is a gathering of energy and spirit in its body, invincible, omnipotent, and exhausting his life.

Of course, the sword that Li Xunhuan gave Yan She during the final showdown was different. It was a sword that condensed his lifelong skills and even his vitality, which was a mythological sword.

After that knife, Li Xunhuan died of life and could not be treated as ordinary.

But at this moment, every sword of Ximen Chuxue was almost in the ordinary state of Xiao Li flying sword.

Even Yan She was afraid of such a sharp edge.

But it's just fear.

He said coldly: "Lu Xiaofeng, is your trump card just him?"

Lu Xiaofeng came to him and sighed: "I still have myself."

Yan She sneered: "It's up to you?"

"Just rely on him!" Shaman appeared here at some point.
Chapter completed!