I am a weakling, but I am regarded as the supreme holy devil by the righteous people.

When a person is unlucky, he will stuff his teeth with cold water when drinking cold water, and hit his heels when he farts.

What else can I do? Oh my god, I won’t scold you, okay? Just let me go.

——Taken from the Supreme Holy Demon of Heaven and Earth, Chapter 70 of "My Diary" by Demon God Zhang

Huddled behind the bamboo, Zhang Mo didn't even dare to breathe.

I was counting the time silently in my heart. If I continued like this, I might really miss the time.

It was also unlucky that at this moment, I bumped into these two people on the way out.

Zhang Mo can neither move forward nor retreat.

There is poisonous smoke floating in the distance, so there is no way to take a detour. All he could do was move to the side a little bit, see if he could avoid attracting the attention of these two people, and then leave quietly.

Unfortunately, the idea is good, but the reality is very cruel.

Aunt Xue and Sect Leader Mu, who were completely at odds, had no scruples in attacking again.

In an instant, the sword energy was everywhere and blood filled the air.

No matter which direction Zhang Mo wanted to go, that direction would be swept by the sword energy.

The powerful sword energy can cut deep ravines on the ground. Zhang Mo was certain that even if he was just brushed aside, he would definitely die.

And until now, Zhang Mo doesn't know who these two people are.

Why are you fighting here? Can you two compete somewhere else?

Zhang Mo wanted to stand up and angrily scold these two for damaging the environment, but he didn't have the guts.

All he could do was block the package in front of him, and he lay prone on the ground, silently praying to God to protect him and not to be hit by the sword spirit.

This kind of chanting seems to be effective. Although the sword energy is sweeping around, Zhang Mo is fine here.

The most dangerous moment was when Aunt Xue's bloody light almost flew past Zhang Mo's hair.

Zhang Mo's baggage was immediately ignited by the blood flames, and then quickly burned to ashes under Zhang Mo's gaze, leaving nothing behind.

Zhang Mo opened his mouth slightly and felt miserable in his heart.

It's over, everything I brought is gone, money, it's all money. Everything is gone. Even if he can successfully escape and ascend to heaven today, he will still be broke.

He wanted to cry but had no tears, and Zhang Mo didn't dare to ask Aunt Xue to compensate.

Seeing the ashes on the ground floating away in the wind, Zhang Mo felt that he might not be able to pass this level.

puff!

Suddenly, Zhang Mo heard the sound of a long sword entering flesh.

Looking up again, under the shining sword light, Aunt Xue was suddenly penetrated by more than a dozen holes by a piece of sword energy.

The limbs, head, and internal organs were all pierced.

And every sword energy has a different kind of light, and it seems to be eroding Aunt Xue's body.

"There's no need to struggle, Furong. I've been practicing this move for twenty years, and it's just for you. Even your blood-transformed sword cannot stop this sword!"

Sect Master Mu landed on the ground with his long sword across Aunt Xue's neck.

Judging from the scene, it seemed that Sect Leader Mu had the absolute upper hand and the outcome was decided.

Aunt Xue's body seemed to be completely unable to move, but she still had a smile on her lips and said, "Really? Then you know, I also have a trick. It's specially used to deal with you. Do you feel the itching of the wound now? Breathing is not smooth, limbs are stiff!”

Sect Leader Mu's expression suddenly changed. When Aunt Xue said this, he really felt something was wrong with him.

"Blood Flame Demonic Skill!"

Aunt Xue slowly spit out these four words, and Sect Leader Mu's eyes suddenly flashed with light.

The two of them looked at each other, no longer with deep affection, but with a refusal to give in to each other.

After a moment, Sect Master Mu smiled and said, "Fu Rong, we don't necessarily have to fight to the death of both sides, right?"

Aunt Xue smiled and said, "Want to beg for mercy?"

Sect Master Mu shook his head and said: "Both sides are just taking a step back. I can pretend I haven't seen you tonight. I will remove the sword energy and let you go. You can remove my blood inflammation, and we will still be old acquaintances and old friends from now on."

Aunt Xue's face suddenly turned ferocious and said: "You are dreaming! Do you still think that this is an eighteen-year-old girl, and you can deceive me?"

Sect Leader Mu finally got angry and said: "I didn't lie to you. If you were not a demon cultivator, I would have wandered around the world with you long ago, and stayed with you in the world of mortals."

Aunt Xue stared into Sect Master Mu's eyes and said slowly: "Then let's die together, hahahahaha."

Sect Master Mu finally couldn't bear it any longer and cut off Aunt Xue's head with a backhand sword. Under the energy of the Evil-Breaking Sword, Aunt Xue had no chance of recovering.

The head flew high, drew an arc, and landed in the forest.

What a coincidence, it fell directly in front of Zhang Mo.

Zhang Mo originally craned his neck to watch secretly, feeling as if the two men were almost finished fighting.

Okay, the fight is over. Hurry up and leave after the fight is over.

Unexpectedly, as the two men were talking, they suddenly gave him a surprise, well, I should say it was a shock.

Such a big beautiful head fell in front of Zhang Mo.

Zhang Mo closed his mouth tightly to prevent himself from screaming. But just because he didn't scream didn't mean Aunt Xue didn't speak.

Although there is only one head left, Aunt Xue is not dead yet.

"Hey, it turns out there are still spectators!"

After saying this, Zhang Mo could no longer hide it.

He stood up quickly, turned around and wanted to run.

But before he took a step, Sect Master Mu from behind said loudly: "Stop!"

Although Zhang Mo didn't look back, he could clearly feel a sharp sword pointing at his back.

"come over!"

Sect Leader Mu shouted again.

Zhang Mo turned around slowly, but only smiled and replied: "Is it okay if I don't go?"

Zhang Mo just wanted to be kind and ease the awkward atmosphere. But Sect Master Mu's expression suddenly changed. Even in the dark night, he could see that Zhang Mo's luxurious clothes were not something ordinary demon cultivators could afford.

Who is this person? Could it be?

Sect Master Mu had some guesses in his mind.

And Aunt Xue shouted directly.

"It turns out to be the Heavenly Demon Sect, the new sect leader!"

One sentence clarified Zhang Mo's identity. Zhang Mo wanted to cry but had no tears. He just thought in his heart, how could you see it?

Sect Leader Mu guessed based on experience, but Aunt Xue simply felt the Blood Demon Order in Zhang Mo's arms.

At this moment, Aunt Xue was undoubtedly the most excited.

If nothing else, as long as Zhang Mo uses the Bleeding Demon Order, they will definitely win today.

Aunt Xue's excited shouts also choked Sect Master Mu's breath. He knew Aunt Xue so well that he could clearly judge that the situation at this time was definitely not good for him.

Although the new leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect in front of him does not seem to be dangerous at all.

But the more this happened, the more fearful Sect Leader Mu felt.

Why is he here?

Could it be that he arranged all this?

Yes, isn't this area a gap specially set aside by the other party?

It would be strange if this was not arranged.

It's really scary. This person's calculations are so deep that he accidentally fell into the trap.

When fighting Aunt Xue, Sect Master Mu had forgotten about the Sect Master of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Now that I suddenly understood everything, I felt like my whole body was covered in cold sweat.

"Devil, you are cruel enough!"