Experience of living in a chaotic world of demons

"What should we do? Wait for death?" The burly man roared angrily, and chopped Ling Xiao Zhenren with an axe, but was easily blocked.

Gu Sheng narrowed his eyes and calculated quickly in his mind.

Fighting hard won't work, so he can only outsmart him.

He looked around, the battle was fierce, and his people were retreating step by step. If this continued, they would all die here.

"Everyone, help me hold him for a while!"

Gu Sheng shouted, and the black tripod hovered above his head, dropping black light to resist the attack for him.

"What are you going to do, kid?"

The short and fat man asked while spitting blood, and the shield in his hand was already full of cracks.

"Don't talk nonsense, do it!"

Gu Sheng shouted sharply.

Although everyone didn't understand, they had no choice at this moment and could only fight to delay time.

The tall woman's sword light was like snow, and her figure was erratic, constantly harassing Ling Xiao Zhenren;

The thin young man's fingertips flew, and the sound of the piano was like crying and complaining, disturbing Ling Xiao Zhenren's mind; the burly man was like a mad tiger, waving a huge axe and attacking desperately.

Ling Xiao Zhenren was entangled by the crowd, and he was angry, but he couldn't get away for a while.

He glanced at everyone with contempt, "Dying to struggle! Wait until I get rid of these ants!"

Just then, Gu Sheng moved. He silently recited the formula, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, as if he had merged into the air.

But he can hide in the void and come and go without a trace.

Ling Xiao Zhenren frowned slightly, feeling a little strange, but didn't take it to heart.

In his opinion, Gu Sheng was just an ant, and even if he was a little clever, he couldn't change the final outcome.

"A bunch of trash!"

Ling Xiao Zhenren saw everyone struggling to death, and his heart was full of anger.

A great spiritual force roared in his body, ready to release the "world-destroying divine thunder" that would destroy the world.

Completely wipe out these ignorant ants.

He raised his hands high, lightning flashed in his palms, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth rushed into his body frantically. The wind and clouds changed color, lightning and thunder roared, and a breath of destruction spread.

However, at this critical moment, a subtle sound of breaking through the air sounded, like a ghost silently breaking through the void.

Ling Xiao Zhenren noticed it and was terrified. He wanted to dodge but it was too late.

I saw a red light, like a meteor that broke through the night sky, flashing past him at lightning speed.

Immediately afterwards, a slight "puff" sound rang out, and a red dagger appeared behind Ling Xiao Zhenren at some point, stabbing him fiercely in the back.

The dagger burned with raging flames, instantly invading Ling Xiao Zhenren's body and burning his meridians.

The dagger was burning with raging flames, which instantly penetrated Ling Xiao's body and burned his meridians.

"Ah!"

Ling Xiao let out a shrill scream and looked down at the dagger on his chest in disbelief.

He never thought that this ant in his eyes could actually hurt him!

The Fire Spirit Dagger is indestructible and burns everything.

Gu Sheng's figure appeared from the void, with a sneer on his lips, "Old thing, how does it taste?"

Ling Xiao's face was hideous, his eyes were full of anger and murderous intent, "Little beast, you are looking for death!"

Gu Sheng's figure flashed and disappeared again, leaving Ling Xiao alone, roaring in pain in the air.

"Damn it! Damn it!" Ling Xiao covered his wound, his face as pale as paper.

He didn't expect that he would be severely injured by an unknown kid.

This was a great shame for him!

He looked around, searching for Gu Sheng, his eyes boiling with murderous intent, "Little beast, come out! I'm going to tear you into pieces!"

Gu Sheng's voice came from all directions, erratic, "Old man, are you looking for me?"

Ling Xiao Zhenren roared, frantically attacking the surrounding void, but he could never touch Gu Sheng.

He felt like a clown being played, with anger burning in his heart.

"Ah ah ah! Little beast, get out of here!"

Ling Xiao Zhenren looked like a madman, his breath was disordered, and the flames on his wounds were burning more and more, as if they were going to devour him...

Ling Xiao Zhenren's painful roar, like the wail of a dying beast, echoed in the valley. Seeing this, the disciples of Qingxia Sect were horrified and gathered around.

"Master!" A sharp-nosed and monkey-faced disciple exclaimed, "How are you?"

"Quick, go and ask the pharmacist!" Another disciple hurriedly took out the healing pill and wanted to give it to Ling Xiao Zhenren.

However, at this moment, a red light flashed again.

The red light was like the sickle of death, cutting through the air again. This time, the target was not Ling Xiao Zhenren, but a disciple beside him who was preparing to heal him.

This light was so fast that almost no one could see its trajectory clearly. Only a shrill scream was heard.

The disciple raised the arm of the elixir high, drew a blood arc in the air, broke off at the root, fell to the ground, twitched a few times and stopped moving.

Blood gushed out from the broken arm like a fountain, dyeing the ground red, and also dyed the terrified faces of the surrounding disciples red.

"Ah!" Screams came one after another, and the surrounding disciples were scared to death. They looked around in horror, but they could not find the source of the attack, let alone Gu Sheng's figure.

Fear spread like a plague. These Qingxiamen disciples who were usually high and mighty were now like frightened rabbits, panicking.

"He's in the void!"

An older disciple, looking pale, shouted a warning. His voice was trembling, but he tried to calm down his panicked companions, "Everyone be careful, he can hide in the void!"

Master Ling Xiao endured the severe pain, his face was as pale as paper, and beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

He looked down at the burning wound on his chest, and then looked at the panicked disciples around him, and the anger in his heart erupted like a volcano.

He gritted his teeth and roared: "Little beast, come out if you have the guts! What's the point of hiding! Fight me head-on like a man!"

His voice was hoarse and weak, but full of unwillingness and anger.

Gu Sheng's voice was like a ghost, erratic, coming from all directions, with a hint of teasing sarcasm: "Old man, are you praising me for my intelligence? I have no guts, and only so-called righteous people like you would stand there and get beaten."

He paused, his tone full of disdain, "As for me, I always like to solve problems in the most effective way. This is called strategy, understand?"

As soon as the voice fell, a red light pierced the sky like lightning and went straight to Ling Xiao Zhenren.

Ling Xiao Zhenren barely avoided it, but broke out in a cold sweat.

Then, two more red lights flashed, hitting the two disciples beside him respectively. One of them screamed, a bloody hole appeared on his chest, and he fell to the ground.

The other was knocked away by the light and fell heavily on the mountain wall, his life or death unknown.

Gu Sheng's voice sounded again, with a hint of cruel smile: "How is it, old man? My strategy is not bad, right?"

Before he finished speaking, several red lights flashed, and several Qingxiamen disciples fell to the ground, wailing in pain.

The thin young man seized the opportunity and stabbed a panicked Qingxiamen disciple with the long sword in his hand like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.

The disciple was unable to dodge and was pierced through the chest by a sword. He screamed and fell to the ground.

The burly man waved a huge mace, sweeping across the army, sweeping several Qingxiamen disciples away, like a kite with a broken string, falling heavily to the ground, and his life or death was unknown.

The rest of the people also used their own methods, with swords and swords, and screams.

The disciples of Qingxiamen were already panic-stricken, and under the elusive attacks of Gu Sheng and the fierce attacks of the thin young man and others, they were even more defeated, like wheat being cut, falling in groups.

Blood stained the ground red, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Master Ling Xiao watched his disciples fall in a pool of blood one by one, and he was filled with grief and anger.

He endured the severe pain in his body, struggled to stand up, and shouted hoarsely: "Stop! Stop it!"

His voice trembled, with a hint of despair, "We... We can negotiate!"

Gu Sheng's figure slowly emerged from the void. He was suspended in the air, looking down at Master Ling Xiao, with a cold arc at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of disdain: "Negotiation? What qualifications do you have to negotiate with me?"

Master Ling Xiao's face was livid. He took a deep breath, tried to suppress the anger in his heart, and said: "As long as you are willing to let us go, I can give you anything you want!"

He paused, gritted his teeth, and continued, "Spirit stones, elixirs, magic weapons, and even... even the position of the head of Qingxia Sect!"

He stared at Gu Sheng closely, his eyes full of hope, hoping that the other party would agree to his conditions.

Gu Sheng smiled contemptuously and said, "Oh? Really? The position of the leader of Qingxia Sect?" There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone, "Do you think I would care about this?"

Ling Xiao Zhenren's face changed, and he hurriedly said, "As long as you are willing to let us go, I can swear a blood oath and pass the position of the leader to you!"

Gu Sheng couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard this, and his laughter was full of sarcasm and anger: "Old man, do you think I'm a fool? Those innocent villagers in Shitou Village, their lives, what are you going to pay for?"

Ling Xiao Zhenren's face became even uglier, he opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

At this time, the thin young man came over. He looked at Ling Xiao Zhenren with hatred in his eyes: "Have you forgotten the Soul Refining Cave? Have you forgotten those innocent monks who were tortured to death by you?"

The burly man also came over and said in a muffled voice: "Today, we will avenge our dead brothers! We will completely wipe out Qingxia Sect from this world!"

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of Ling Xiao Zhenren's mouth, dyeing his gray beard red, but his eyes flashed with cunning light.

His trembling voice and desperate posture were all to paralyze Gu Sheng, but he was secretly accumulating strength.

Just when Gu Sheng thought he had won, Ling Xiao Zhenren suddenly raised his head, his eyes bursting with brilliance, and his originally hunched figure instantly straightened up, and a strong momentum gushed out like a volcanic eruption.

"Little beast, you've been fooled!" Ling Xiao Zhenren roared, his voice was like the cry of a night owl, harsh and unpleasant.

His originally cloudy eyes were now gleaming with light, like two sharp swords, piercing Gu Sheng's mind.

His dry palms suddenly pushed forward, as fast as lightning, leaving many afterimages.

A dazzling golden light, mixed with fierce murderous aura, rushed straight towards Gu Sheng like an arrow from a bow.

This golden light contained the lifelong cultivation of Ling Xiao Zhenren, and it was unstoppable. The air was wailing under this powerful force.

Gu Sheng's face suddenly changed. He really didn't expect Ling Xiao Zhenren to have such a powerful back-up move.

He secretly cried out in his heart that it was not good, and he obviously underestimated the cunning and strength of this old guy.

However, Gu Sheng was a veteran after all, with extremely rich combat experience. He reacted very quickly, and his figure flashed, floating like a ghost, and narrowly avoided the fatal blow.

The golden light flew past his body, bringing a wave of scorching air,

which made him feel palpitations.

The golden light continued to move forward, and slammed hard on a boulder behind Gu Sheng.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the boulder was instantly blown into powder, with rubble flying and smoke and dust filling the air.

"Old thing, you really have some skills, but do you think you can turn the tables like this?"

Gu Sheng sneered, and his figure disappeared into the void again.

Ling Xiao Zhenren snorted contemptuously, he knew that Gu Sheng's body movements were weird and unpredictable, as elusive as a ghost.

But he was not unprepared, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He took a deep breath, the true energy in his dantian surged, and then he suddenly shouted: "Qingxia Sword Formation, rise!"

Before he finished speaking, more than a dozen Qingxia Sect elders flew up at the same time, like a group of cranes soaring into the sky.

The long swords in their hands emitted dazzling light, and the sword bodies hummed, as if responding to the call of their masters.

These lights intertwined and flickered in the air, forming a huge sword net, which tightly enveloped Gu Sheng like a net of heaven and earth.

Above the sword net, the sword energy flowed, the cold light was pressing, and it exuded a suffocating sense of oppression.

In the sword formation, Gu Sheng's voice came faintly, with a hint of disdain and ridicule: "You dare to show off your skills in front of an expert?"

The next moment, the light in the sword formation flickered, and the sharp sword energy crisscrossed, sweeping like a storm.

However, these sword energies could never touch Gu Sheng's figure.

He was like a ghost, moving freely in the sword formation, appearing and disappearing, erratic, making it difficult to figure out his whereabouts.

An elder's face was livid, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. He cursed angrily: "Damn it! What kind of magic is this kid using?"

After that, he swung the long sword in his hand more violently, and the sword energy poured out like a storm, trying to force Gu Sheng out of his true form.

Seeing this, the other elders also stepped up their offensive and continuously injected their own true energy into the sword formation.

The power of the sword formation continued to increase, the sword energy became more fierce, and the sword net shrank tighter, as if to crush Gu Sheng completely.

However, Gu Sheng was still at ease, moving freely in the sword formation, and was not threatened at all. (End of this chapter)