637 The smoke has not yet risen
Seeing this move, the surrounding guards became excited. Their hall master is indeed reliable. With this move, Murong Ying will definitely be killed or injured!
Murong Ying was still very calm. She just stretched out her right hand and opened it slightly towards the silver spear. The pink cherry blossom petals immediately flew out, and there seemed to be rows of cherry blossom trees growing behind Murong Ying, with countless pink petals falling down. A strong wind blew by and swept up the petals.
These petals impacted Yang Wuji's body, tearing out large wounds on his body! Moreover, this powerful impact directly knocked Yang Wuji's body away and hit the wall behind him heavily.
"boom!"
Yang Wuji smashed his body into a dent, but that was not the end yet. Murong Ying opened her palm completely, turned her body sideways, and pointed her palm at Yang Wuji.
More cherry blossoms hit Yang Wuji's body, like pink sea water, completely engulfing Yang Wuji in the blink of an eye.
Boom!
With a loud noise, the wall was penetrated, and all the flesh and blood on Yang Wuji's body were torn cleanly by the sword energy, leaving only a skeleton, which fell to pieces outside the wall and shattered into pieces.
The bright silver gun also became scrap metal and fell aside, losing its glory along with its owner.
The remaining demon sect disciples were frightened, the strength Murong Ying showed was too powerful! Yang Wuji, the hall master who they thought was like a god of war, was beaten into a dog when they met him!
"No disciples of the Demon Cult will be left behind."
Murong Ying stood in the hall with unparalleled domineering air.
The gold and silver swordsmen have already entered the hall. Their gold and silver swords are like the scythes of death, quickly harvesting the lives of the demon sect disciples. Murong Ying showed no mercy to these people in the demon sect and would kill them all without mercy!
Soon, there was not a single living person left here.
Murong Ying glanced at the corpses lying in a pool of blood, still so calm.
"Let's go to the next demon sect branch."
Murong Ying only had information on a few branches of the Demon Sect in her hands. She had been reluctant to use it in the past, wanting to keep it for the long term to catch big fish. But this time, for Li Fan, she raided these branches one by one.
While Murong Ying was sweeping away the demon sect branch, Li Fan and Liu Zhu had successfully entered Yi Jian Xiao Qingfeng undercover and arrived at the dinner hall.
This dinner hall is very simple, with only a dozen large round tables with simple food placed on them.
Many men and women wearing black robes gathered in the hall and had dinner together.
As the leader of the alliance, Luo Xuewu would naturally not eat in a place like this. The four heavenly kings were not there either, and there was only a bald man sitting on the front table, gnawing on a beggar's chicken.
When Li Fan and Liu Zhu came in, everyone glanced at them and then continued to eat themselves. It seems that for them, eating is the most important thing.
Li Fan and Liu Zhu were arranged at the bottom table. At the same table with them were seven or eight people wearing various clothes, who seemed to be new disciples.
After Li Fan and Liu Zhu sat in, several other people glanced at them, with curiosity, vigilance, and even disgust in their eyes.
The Yi Jian Xiao Qingfeng is different from other alliances, such as Riding Horses Howling in the West Wind. They generally accept newcomers without rejection. Therefore, they have a large number of people and are known as the first alliance among the four major alliances!
On the other hand, Yi Jian Xiao Qing Feng is just the opposite. It has always followed the elite route. Although every new recruit is auditioned, the final pass rate is very low. Generally, only two to three people can stay and become the elite. Elite.
Originally, more people would come this time, but because the Demon Cult was going up the mountain, Li Fan and Liu Zhu were the last batch of candidates to pass the preliminary round. Their arrival will undoubtedly increase the competitiveness of this round!
Although everyone seemed to be eating, there were a few people who were secretly observing Li Fan and the others, as if they wanted to know the details of Li Fan and Liu Zhu.
The only food he eats is ordinary steamed buns and beef. For martial artists, these two are considered the most basic foods.
Liu Zhu felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward. He suddenly put down the steamed bun in his hand and said loudly.
"I've met all the senior brothers and sisters! I'm from the Tang Sect, Liu Zhu! This is my good friend, Bagua, Li Er."
Gossip Li Er... Li Fan muttered in his heart, why does this name sound uncomfortable.
"Senior brothers and sisters, we are new here, please take care of me."
"Ha! I see you know some rules."
A one-eyed man broke the steamed bun in half and said a little arrogantly, "I am from the Golden Eagle Castle, and my strength is higher than that of you rabble! This time, I will definitely have the quota. The rest, you can take your time. Don’t argue. However, if anyone dares to mess with me, I will let him break a leg and climb out of Kunlun Mountain!"
People around him didn't dare to say anything. It seemed that this one-eyed man was indeed difficult to offend.
And he suddenly stared at Li Fan, and then scolded him.
"You bastard, why don't you salute me?"
Liu Zhu quickly explained for Li Fan, "I'm sorry, senior brother. This brother of mine is mute and can't speak."
"A mute? A mute must bow to me! There is order in the world between the strong and the weak. This is the rule!"
The one-eyed man said, holding up an afterimage in his hand, he pulled out the saber from his waist, turned it around a few times in his hand, and finally pointed the tip of the saber at Li Fan.
The steamed buns in the hands of the people next to him were all cut into four pieces by him with a knife and fell onto the plate.
This man's sharp sword is already powerful to a certain extent.
But Li Fan didn't hold back, he suddenly took action.
Li Fan grabbed the one-eyed man's wrist with his left hand and pressed it onto the table, forcing his arm into the table. The knife also came out of his hand and fell to the side.
At the same time, Li Fan struck directly with his right hand and slashed the one-eyed man on the cheek.
boom!
This hardwood table was split in half by Li Fan. Everyone's food fell to the ground, but no one dared to say a word.
The one-eyed man was about to pee in fear. As Li Fan stretched out his hand and pushed, he sat back obediently. His head was covered in cold sweat and he didn't dare to fart.
And Li Fan's right foot was raised, borrowing his plate when the table was broken just now.
Everyone's eyes fell on him again, Liu Zhu swallowed his saliva, and then said, "Well... we... need to change a table."
Li Fan picked up his plate and continued to eat like no one else.
"interesting."
The bald man put down his chicken legs and looked at Li Fan, "This year's newcomers are a bit interesting."
"Hall Master, Hall Master!"
A disciple leaning on the sword suddenly broke into the hall, stumbled all the way, and came to the bald man.
"Why are you so panicked? What a shame!"
The bald man frowned, and the disciple's words almost made him lose his mind.
"Master... Tonight, the smoke in the front hall has never risen..."