Chapter 1585 Yan Tong showing off his ability

"Hmph! What kind of demon lord is this? He is nothing but a villain."

Ying Yuman looked at the sedan chair of Yaksha Demon Lord, with a hint of coldness in her eyes.

"It is your supreme honor to become the demon slave of the master. Ordinary women are not qualified to become demon slaves."

"Little girl, you dare to refuse the kindness of the ancestor. Today, I will flatten Qingfeng Sect and kill everyone."

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The disciples and grandchildren of Yaksha Demon Lord shouted excitedly.

"This group of people is finished."

Cao Zhengchun smiled faintly and said softly.

"Although this girl Ying is the disciple of the young master, her intentions towards the young master are obvious to everyone in the sect. What kind of demon lord is this? He teases her. Isn't this courting death?"

Zhu Wushi nodded slightly. They are all close to the young master, and they have some awareness of the special relationship between Qin Ye and Ying Yuman.

Zhu Wushi glanced at Shangguan Haitang in the crowd. It's time to find an opportunity.

The onlookers were terrified. After all, those who didn't know about Yaksha Demon Lord before now knew about it.

"Qingfeng Sect is really finished this time. Wuji Sect even invited Yaksha Demon Lord."

"Yaksha Demon Lord, he once caused bloody storms in the East Region. I don't know how many dead souls he had. Now he appears again, and he will definitely bring bloody storms to the East Region."

"It is rumored that Yaksha Demon Lord has a cruel personality. He needs demon slaves to practice magic skills, and he eats them after using them up. There is no chance of survival. He is extremely cruel."

The martial artists who knew about Yaksha Demon Lord's past whispered. In their opinion, it would be a pity if Ying Yuman became Yaksha Demon Lord's demon slave.

Yaksha Demon Lord sat in the sedan chair. Although the discussions of those people were very small, he heard them all. The corners of his mouth curled slightly. He enjoyed the fear of the world for him.

His eyes swept across the Qingfeng Sect in front of him, and then fell on the square.

A sinister sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Qingfeng Sect is quite powerful, no wonder Wuji Sect wants to make a big fuss, but this Qingfeng Sect has a very good territory and excellent spiritual energy. This is a good place to practice."

"It just so happens that I have no place to stay, so this place belongs to me."

The Yaksha Demon Lord came out this time, not specifically for Qingfeng Sect, but to occupy a place in this chaotic world and develop his own power.

Therefore, after receiving the invitation from Wuji Sect, he agreed to come to help.

When the Qingfeng Sect is destroyed, he will naturally occupy the territory of Qingfeng Sect, and then use the power of Wuji Sect to destroy Nantian Sword Sect. It is not impossible to reproduce the glory of a thousand years ago.

"Master Demon, let me help you capture this woman and present her to Master Demon."

A middle-aged martial artist with an ordinary appearance came out and said loudly.

He is burly, twice as tall as an ordinary person, and is a tall man.

This middle-aged martial artist is the servant of Yaksha Demon Lord. He has the strength of a martial king in the Tianquan realm and can be said to be a strong man.

"Go."

The Yaksha Demon Lord in the sedan nodded indifferently. He also wanted to use him to test the strength of Qingfeng Sect.

"Thank you, Lord Demon Lord."

The middle-aged martial artist looked at Ying Yuman with a grim look and sneered, "See how I capture you and present you to Lord Demon Lord."

As soon as the voice fell, he rushed towards Ying Yuman.

"Senior sister, I will meet him."

An inner sect disciple rushed out and took the initiative to greet the middle-aged martial artist.

"Isn't that Ye Qianer's licking dog?"

The disciples of Qingfeng Sect saw that the inner sect disciple who rushed out was Yan Tong, Ye Qianer's pursuer.

Yan Tong had been pursuing Ye Qianer for such a long time, and it had long been spread throughout the sect, and was talked about with relish. He was also called one of the four licking dogs by the gossipers.

Yan Tong held a long sword, handsome and unrestrained, and attacked the middle-aged martial artist.

A sword light shot up into the sky and slashed at the middle-aged martial artist.

"Buzz!"

The sword light fell, and the middle-aged martial artist showed a trace of contempt at the corner of his mouth: "A mere grandmaster dares to attack me, he is really looking for death."

He stretched out his big hand and directly grabbed the sword light in his palm. He gently squeezed it, and with a bang, the sword energy fell apart.

"What!"

Yan Tong exclaimed. Although he did not use his full strength in this attack, he also used 80% of his strength, but he was crushed so easily by the opponent.

"No, I am not this person's opponent!"

He thought that the other party was just an ordinary martial king. With his current strength, even if he could not kill him, he could protect himself.

However, he miscalculated.

Of course, the reason why he rushed out so eagerly was to show his strength in front of everyone and let Ye Qianer look at him with admiration.

Yan Tong's eyes condensed. He felt the terrifying aura coming from the other party and could not help but start to retreat.

"You dare to come out and die with this strength."

The middle-aged martial artist saw that he began to show fear, and a cruel sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then he slapped out with his palm.

"Puff!"

Yan Tong spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew out.

"Not good, Yan Tong is in danger."

The disciples exclaimed.

"How reckless!"

Cao Zhengchun frowned.

"You dare to stand up at the level of a mere grandmaster. You have some courage, but you are a little stupid."

Zhu Wusi looked unhappy.

"Boy, go to hell!"

The middle-aged martial artist looked at Yan Tong and showed a cruel smile.

He punched out with his right hand.

"You..."

Yan Tong looked at the other party in horror. If he couldn't take this punch, he would probably lose his life.

At this critical moment, a petite figure suddenly appeared in front of Yan Tong and blocked the other party's attack.

"Senior sister, I knew you couldn't bear to see me die."

Yan Tong was immediately excited when he saw that it was Ye Qianer who saved him.

"If you don't have the ability, why do you show off? Every disciple of Qingfeng Sect should not die in vain like you."

"Go back!"

Ye Qianer glanced at him, slapped Yan Tong with a palm, and sent him into the sect.

"If that man leaves, you can't leave."

The middle-aged martial artist looked at Ye Qianer's stunning beauty, and a sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, which made people shudder.

Ye Qianer frowned and said nothing.

The middle-aged martial artist looked at Ye Qianer and said with a sinister smile: "Since you are a girl, I will let you make the first move."

Ye Qianer looked at the middle-aged martial artist and finally said: "I want your head."

"Hahahaha, you are such a boastful girl. Even if I let you use both hands, you are still not my opponent."

The middle-aged martial artist smiled sinisterly and said to Ye Qianer: "I will capture you and offer you to the Demon Lord. You will become the Demon Lord's demon slave and make you live a life worse than death."

"Hmph!"

Ye Qianer's face was solemn and she snorted. The opponent was a Tianquan Realm Martial King. She did not dare to underestimate him. Her whole body was boiling with blood and the aura of the Martial King Realm rose to the sky.

"Hahaha, it's just a Tianshu Realm Martial King who just broke through..."

The middle-aged martial artist realized that Ye Qianer was just a Martial King who had just broken through, and even the aura of the Martial King was unstable, so he could not help but show sarcasm on his face.

How could a Martial King who had just broken through be a match for him, a Tianquan Realm Martial King.