A Demon’s Path

Lu Qiang yelled wildly, and his figure moved accordingly.

His knives danced quickly, accompanied by the blooming of his blue soul power, as if a thousand arms had grown out of him and brandished a thousand knives.

These thousand knives have always surrounded Lu Qiang's body, tightly surrounding Lu Qiang in the very center.

If Cheng Yu wanted to stab Lu Qiang with her sword, she would have to break through the barrier of a thousand knives.

As long as Cheng Yu is not careful, he may be chopped into two pieces by one of the knives. Anyone with eyes can see the degree of danger.

However, Cheng Yu's forward speed still did not stop!

Swipe... Cheng Yu's figure rushed straight into Lu Qiang's Thousand-Handed Crazy Saber. Wherever she went, Lu Qiang's figure disappeared.

There was a clanging sound, sparks shot out, just between the electric light and the flint, the sword and the sword collided countless times!

when! In just one or two breaths, Cheng Yu had already rushed in front of Lu Qiang, stabbing the knife Lu Qiang used to guard his throat with a sword.

It opened at the touch of a touch, Cheng Yu's sword failed, and the figure quickly moved back hundreds of meters.

Lu Qiang's face covered with scars was covered with sweat, and a pair of bull-like eyes stared straight at Cheng Yu, fearing that Cheng Yu would attack him again when he was not prepared.

In the battle just now, even Lu Qiang, who lived a life full of knife-edge blood, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. He thought to himself that he was already very ruthless in his life, but he didn't expect that the eighteen-year-old girl in front of him was even more ruthless in his life!

If it weren't for the powerful skill of his thousand-handed mad knife, he would have been pierced through the throat by this girl just now.

All Beimin faction disciples watched the confrontation just now in shock, and couldn't help but sweat for Cheng Yu.

Now it seems that the head of the sect seems to have a slight upper hand, which makes the disciples of the Beimin sect slowly feel relieved.

A stream of blood slowly flowed from the corner of Cheng Yu's mouth, and Cheng Yu gently raised his hand to wipe away the stream of blood.

"Ah, the head is injured!" The hearts of all the disciples rose again, and they put one hand on their chests, tightly clutching the collars on their chests.

This scene fell into Lu Qiang's eyes, and Lu Qiang laughed wildly: "Little baby, although your strength is very strong, but the foundation of Qing-level soul power is still a little weaker, hahahaha...Kneel down obediently to Ben Lord Lu kowtows to admit his mistake, and compensates Lord Lu for the loss of these brothers who died, Lord Lu is in a good mood, maybe he will spare your life."

Cheng Yu said coldly: "Even if you kneel down to this head, this head will not spare you. Thousand-handed mad sword? I will make you a handless sword right now!"

As soon as Cheng Yu finished speaking, he raised his sword and jumped forward in three steps and two steps, and jumped in front of Lu Qiang, swinging his sword horizontally towards Lu Qiang's throat.

This sword seemed ordinary, it didn't use soul power, only body power, but Lu Qiang was extremely vigilant.

In this line of work, Lu Qiang's ability to live for such a long time is naturally due to his caution.

He didn't think that Cheng Yu was a reckless and ignorant junior who would use such a harmless move at such a time.

"What kind of move is this? It's very weird!" Lu Qiang didn't have much time to think, but he couldn't see clearly the intention of the opponent's move, so he didn't make a move easily, so he chose to back away.

It wasn't until Lu Qiang completely dodged Cheng Yu's sword that he realized that Cheng Yu's move just now was really just an ordinary move, without any hidden killer move!

An anger of being teased suddenly flooded into Lu Qiang's heart.

If he was tricked by a master, Lu Qiang would naturally have nothing to say. But the one who played tricks on him turned out to be a little girl, which made Lu Qiang feel that he had lost all his face.

"Come again!" Seeing that Cheng Yu used the same move again, Lu Qiang became even more angry, but the cautious habit formed over the years made him choose to retreat again.

As a result, Lu Qiang found himself being swayed with a sword again, and was so angry that he even raised his beard: "Damn it!"

The corner of Cheng Yu's mouth curled up, and an imperceptible sneer flashed across his face.

Even Cheng Yu himself didn't realize that this sneer had a bit of Ling Xiao's sneer.

For the third time, Cheng Yu used the same move again, cutting his sword horizontally across Lu Qiang.

He has been scared back for more than a hundred meters. If Lu Qiang still chooses to retreat this time, even he himself will definitely look down on himself.

"Die, little girl!" Furious, Lu Qiang used all his strength, holding knives in both hands, and swung the knives at Cheng Yu's sword from the opposite direction.

He believed that with his strong strength, he would be able to send Cheng Yu and his sword flying away.

when! The sword in Cheng Yu's hand flashed a blue light, and Lu Qiang's saber snapped in two!

Cheng Yu's sword was not eased by the blocking of the saber, and continued to swing quickly in front of Lu Qiang.

brush! There was a slight bloodstain on Lu Qiang's throat, and Cheng Yu's sword stopped there.

Lu Qiang was still holding the half-cut knife tightly in his hand, with a look of astonishment and disbelief.

A seemingly ordinary sword turned out to be a blue-level treasure, and the Beimin faction was too... a bit rich...

Lu Qiang's head tilted, and the head fell to the ground with a thud, and blood gushed out from the wound that was as big as a bowl, and it lasted for several seconds before it stopped.

The eyes on the head were wide open, and the scarred spider on the face seemed to come alive from that face, extremely hideous.

The disciples of the Beimin faction really didn't expect that their senior sister, the head of the school, would use this method to deal with their opponents.

First fool the opponent, then irritate the opponent, make the opponent lose his mind, take advantage of the treasure, and succeed in one blow.

Isn't this kind of method against the enemy exactly what their brother Ling Xiao often uses?

Everyone could see it clearly, only Cheng Yu herself hadn't noticed that her current fighting style and style had moved closer to Ling Xiao's.

Moreover, what Cheng Yu did next caused even more uproar among the disciples.

She actually went to Lu Qiang's body and picked up Lu Qiang's soul chain!

Those disciples who are familiar with Ling Xiao know that it is Ling Xiao's habit to pluck Yan Guo's hair. Unexpectedly, the senior sister who is in charge of the sect has also learned this trick!

When Cheng Yu turned around and looked at the stunned Beimin faction disciples, he realized what they were thinking, and couldn't help but blushed slightly: "You guys misunderstood, there might be some clues in this guy's soul chain, so I Pick it up and have a look."

Some of the disciples believed it, while others did not. As for whether others believed it or not, Cheng Yu himself believed it anyway.

As if running away like a mouse holding his head, Cheng Yu ran away at the fastest speed: "You guys dispose of that guy's body, and I'll go to heal the wound."

The two disciples burned Lu Qiang's body casually, and then went back to the room excitedly, and began to comprehend the enlightenment brought by the sword formation to their own cultivation while reminiscing.

Above the sky, Shen Nanfeng in a gray robe had a fierce expression on his face.

Lu Qiang was found by Shen Nanfeng, in order to go to the Beimin faction to kill people and vent his anger. He knew that the Beimin faction was Ling Xiao's weakness, if he let the Beimin faction die a few people in a few days and hurt that girl Cheng Yu, Ling Xiao would definitely not be able to sit still, and then he would throw himself into the trap.

Unexpectedly, before Ling Xiao came out, the notorious hunter team of Lu Qiang was wiped out without even one member of the Beimin Sect dying.

Although the expected goal was not achieved, after watching the whole process, Shen Nanfeng could finally confirm one thing, that is, the Beimin Sect has obtained the inheritance of ancient martial arts, not only Cheng Yu's personal martial arts mastery, even those disciples have cultivated into swords Formation, cultivation base soared.

Thousands of years ago, the Beimin faction was a big faction, but it fell for some reason. But now, they seem to have regained the previously lost martial arts and started to revive.

According to this momentum, it won't take many years for Beimin faction to overtake Luofenggu and become the number one school of strength. This is something Shen Nanfeng can't tolerate no matter what.

What Shen Nanfeng couldn't tolerate even more was that he discovered a fact. That is his so-called secret skill of not passing down Luofenggu, which turned out to be a long-lost martial skill of the Beimin sect!

Even if Shen Nanfeng didn't want to admit it, he still had to admit it. Because of this set of sword formations, he didn't have one in Luofenggu. Moreover, the sword skills used by Cheng Yu and Ling Xiao looked more authentic than his so-called secret skill of not passing down Luofenggu!

In the past, he always thought that Ling Xiao stole the secret technique of Luofenggu, but now it seems that the real plagiarist is his predecessor in Luofenggu!

No matter which aspect is considered, the Beimin faction must be destroyed!