Looking at Zhou Yi who was gradually trapped in the dark hands of the void, a wild smile flashed across Senluo Yaksha's mouth!
The Seventy-Two Moves of the Heavenly Demon Hand are the external skills of the Yin Gui Sect of the Demonic Sect, specially created to cooperate with the Heavenly Demon Secret. The moves are spooky and changeable, and are absolutely impossible to resist!
With these 72 Heavenly Demon Hands and my own internal strength, I am afraid that there are only a handful of players in the world who can compete with me for the top spot. If I can master that...
Thinking of that, the smile on Senluo Yaksha's face became even more intense, and his skills suddenly quickened a bit, wanting to make a quick decision and deal with Zhou Yi.
Suddenly, a violent force suddenly came from between the huge black hands in the void. This recoil force was too strong.
Suddenly, with just one blow, Senluo Yaksha's blood was churning, and he could hardly maintain the form of the Heavenly Demon Hand!
But before Senluo Yaksha could come to his senses, another surge of power came from the palm of his hand. With a loud bang, the devil's hand in the air was shattered into pieces and defeated!
Senluo Yaksha quickly retreated to the corner of the platform, concentrated his energy into his dantian, and adjusted his breathing for several times before he was able to suppress the Qi and blood in his body. As soon as he raised his head, he saw Zhou Yi's sword light approaching!
Zhou Yi shook his right hand lightly, and the long sword in his hand thrust out gently, with an extremely slow and graceful movement, as natural as the wind.
And a terrifying sword intent suddenly permeated out from the tip of the sword.
In an instant, the whole world seemed to become bitterly cold, and even snowflakes condensed in the sky above this area and swayed down.
The long sword hummed, as if celebrating the return of the amazing sword moves that had been performed countless times by this sword! A dazzling sword light shot up into the sky, and the majestic sword intent made the whole world tremble.
Beads of cold sweat the size of beans rolled down Senluo Yaksha's forehead. His body kept retreating violently. He felt as if he was locked by Zhou Yi's sword, which was almost like a ghost. Even if he hid to the ends of the earth, he could not escape from this fatal sword light!
Swish!
However, just as he took a step back, a figure came like a startled wild goose, the dazzling sword light tore through the sky, and then, in front of Senluo Yaksha's horrified gaze, it rushed forward violently.
The thick and long-lasting Jiuxiao true energy suddenly became extremely sharp at this moment, and was madly poured into the sword. Senluo Yaksha could only watch the sword quickly enlarge in his pupils. At the same time, a feeling of despair kept rising in his heart, swallowing up all the pride in his heart!
"bite!"
A flying sleeve suddenly fell from the high platform and accurately hit the sword spine of the long sword in Zhou Yi's hand, causing Zhou Yi to retreat several steps violently!
Zhou Yi turned his head and saw that the person who made the move was Wu Zetian!
At this moment, the Demon Sect's emperor, who reigned supreme over the world, had a frosty face and stood up from the dragon throne with an aura that indicated that if the emperor was angry, millions of corpses would be laid to rest and blood would flow for thousands of miles. His phoenix eyes stared at the platform with incomparable murderous intent!
The invisible murderous intent kept spreading from Wu Zetian's body and spread to the entire conference hall. The originally noisy conference hall suddenly became silent. Everyone held their breath and didn't even dare to breathe!
a long time!
Wu Zetian's expression finally eased, and he said sternly: "The disciples of Wudang Sect are indeed extraordinary. Today, the position of Dao Zun... belongs to... Wudang!"
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The carriage returned to the direction of the imperial city along the original route. The guarding Yulin Army was led by Deputy Commander Zuo Zefa. More than a hundred riders surrounded the key figures who had just participated in the World Taoist Conference. It was likely that the scene Wu Zhao staged in the palace was no more than this.
Zhou Yi and Mo Shenggu were sitting side by side in a carriage. Suddenly, Mo Shenggu lowered his voice and said, "This is a special carriage with armor. Don't worry about people outside hearing us talking."
"Hmm... uh!" Zhou Yi was suddenly stunned, then nodded lightly, looking extremely embarrassed. He racked his brains but could not think of what he, an abandoned disciple of Wudang, should say to Mo Qixia.
"Hehe!" Mo Shenggu sneered, "So our Jianghu's number one villain player would feel embarrassed if he didn't get drunk after drinking a thousand cups?"
"You recognize me?" Zhou Yi was shocked!
Mo Shenggu said: "It's a pity that you don't recognize me anymore! Is that right? 'You are guilty of a heinous crime' and cannot get drunk even after drinking a thousand cups!" Under Mo Shenggu's handsome face, a woman's sharp voice came out. The scene was really weird and abnormal!
"Ah! You are Tu Jiaojiao!" Seeing that this person even knew the nickname he had given among the four evil men, Zhou Yi's mind turned, and he suddenly thought of this great evil man who was said to be neither male nor female and was famous for his disguise skills. On that day in the Valley of Evil, he appeared with the nickname of "Extremely Evil"!
Tu Jiaojiao nodded and said, "The five of us have already set out from the Evil Valley and entered Luoyang City. How come only you, one of the four evil men, came?"
Zhou Yi shook his head and said, "We plan to kill Wu Zetian outside the palace during the spring hunting season when she leaves the palace! They are all waiting outside the palace now!" Zhou Yi knew that Tu Jiaojiao was not a good person, so he hid the plan of his group of players to secretly attack the palace and seize the Heshi Bi!
Tu Jiaojiao suddenly sneered and said, "I'm afraid Wu Zetian's martial arts have reached a level beyond the reach of gods and ghosts, not to mention that he has Murong Chui, the Northern Tyrant Spear, accompanying him! You want to surround and kill the empress? What a foolish dream!"
Zhou Yi smiled and did not answer. Instead, he asked, "What about you? You are the first to infiltrate the Divine Capital. What are your plans?"
"The five of us are weak, so we can only wait for an opportunity. What can we plan?" After saying that, Tu Jiaojiao secretly lifted the curtain of the carriage, looked at the situation outside, and said, "The Luoyang Street entrance is in front of us, where there are a lot of people. I have already asked Li Dazui to meet me there! I will not accompany you into the palace!"
"Ah? Then what should I do if I need to find you for something in the future?" Zhou Yi said.
"Don't worry, Yin Jiuyou's lightness and concealment skills, and my disguise skills, it's not difficult for us to enter and exit the palace. If we need anything, we will naturally come to you! If you have anything urgent to find us, come to Lao Li's restaurant in the west of the city. It is run by Hahaer and Li Dazui. We usually stay there, but remember, don't come to us unless it's absolutely necessary!"
Zhou Yi nodded. The villains in the Evil Valley were indeed meticulous and planned their advances and retreats in an orderly manner. They were much smarter than Yue Lao San and Yun Zhonghe!
"Then you guys have to be careful too!"
"Hehe!" Tu Jiaojiao suddenly laughed dryly, turned around and looked at Zhou Yi and said: "You should think carefully about how you should deal with the angry Wu Zetian!" (To be continued)