The old man holding the zither zither felt countless unbelievable emotions in his heart.

Since Helan Heiyun lost to Rong Yi, the entire plan has completely deviated from the trajectory that should have been followed.

Compared with Helan Black Cloud, this old man is not just the thickness of the true essence, but of course there are more insights.

When the cultivator holding a yellow paper umbrella died, in the old man's perception, the nine swords had exceeded the realm of the Nine Palace True Man in the past. He could be sure that Rong Yi, the formation master, had surpassed the realm of the Nine Palace True Man in purely against the enemy.

The Nine Palace True Man left these nine swords for Rong Yi, which was equivalent to concentrating his life's accumulation. Rong Yi did not disappoint him. Not only did he truly exert the power of these nine swords, but he made these nine swords completely surpass himself.

He could not deny that Wei Rui was indeed the most powerful formation master in the world. However, according to the exact information he knew, Rong Yi did not stay in the border army for long, and he spent more time practicing in this Yongning Temple.

Even though Wei Rui gave him all his best and only understood by himself, the old man always felt that Rong Yi could not become so powerful.

He vaguely felt that there must be something wrong with it.

Just as part of the entire plan, the old man still had no intention of giving up.

No matter what problems happen in any other link, he wants to complete his task.

At this time, most of the Tie Ce Army and even almost all the military officials of the Southern Dynasties did not know the true identity of the young practitioner with scars on his face. However, with the overlap of many clues, the Demon Sect was already sure that the scar-faced young man living in the Buddha's house in front of him was Wang Pingyang, one of the most outstanding students of the Nantian Academy.

In the view of the Demon Sect, Wang Pingyang should be more difficult to deal with than Rong Yi, and he should be stronger than Rong Yi. After experiencing a war like Zhongli, such a young practitioner with amazing talents will definitely gain many insights, not to mention that with the cultivation of the Yongning Temple's spiritual pool and the help of Yuan Yan, his cultivation must have increased significantly.

Putting aside Lin Yi, in the view of the Demon Sect, Wang Pingyang should even be the practitioner who broke through the divine consciousness realm among the young practitioners of Tie Cejun. He even felt that Wang Pingyang might have even broken through the divine consciousness.

This sounds a bit incredible.

But no one knows his martial arts better than the Demon Sect. Moreover, the Demon Sect has personally contacted Wang Pingyang. He never looks down on the enemy or his opponent. This inference is possible, but there is a real possibility.

Place

The one who killed Wang Pingyang was this Demon Sect member with more experience.

However, even in the view of the Demon Sect, even if Wang Pingyang can really gather the help of various schools and really cross the boundaries of divine thoughts, this quick success based on his magical skills naturally has natural flaws.

Before coming, the old man had already received guidance from the Demon Sect and had some means of naturally restraining Wang Pingyang's true essence.

Although he was full of unbelievable emotions in his heart, what he was thinking was still a hit and then he quickly fled away.

When the yellow paper umbrella floated out of the temple like a huge dandelion seed, the old man had already arrived at the door of this Buddhist temple.

Before, his two strings were constantly trembling, competing with the large formation that enveloped the Yongning Temple. However, this confrontation seemed very gentle. His power and Rong Yi's magic array power were gently twisted together, just like two different glues slowly solidifying around this Buddha house.

Because there was no violent confrontation with each other, it was impossible to say that Rong Yi's magic array power completely suppressed the vital energy law outlined by his second-stringed zither, nor could it be said that he easily suppressed Rong Yi.

However, at this moment, as one of his fingers fell on the two strings, the moment the two strings stopped trembling, this calmness and gentleness was completely broken.

It was like a pot of boiling hot water suddenly poured into a reddish stone.

With a puff.

The hot water in the pot boiled completely and then exploded.

The two forces that were gently kneading in the air exploded at this time.

With the old man's intention, this violent energy power was like hundreds or thousands of flying swords, all facing the courtyard in front of him.

The gate of the monk's house made of ordinary pine wood collapsed with the loess courtyard walls on both sides. The two gates were easily torn and shattered like two pieces of thin paper.

Behind the yard is a vegetable field.

When the two courtyard doors were torn apart, the old man was instantly shocked when he saw the man standing in the vegetable field.

He felt the power of energy similar to the Demon Sect, so he naturally thought that the person standing in the vegetable field was Wang Pingyang.

However, the person who appeared in front of him at this time was a fat man.

A fat man with white and fat face and shiny skin.

Of course, this fat man cannot be Wang Pingyang.

But how could he have such an aura?

The old man's fingers were trembling on the strings, and he couldn't figure it out.

Facing the raging power, this fat

Zi raised his head, and countless strange flashes appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, the fat man gave him the feeling that his eyes turned into compound eyes of flies.

In the next moment, countless violent energy powers fell on the fat man.

There were countless harsh crackling sounds on the fat man's body.

He was like he was whipped by countless giant whips at the same time.

However, in the old man's perception, the fat man's body was really like the Demon Sect he was familiar with.

The forces that should have struck this fat man into pieces were like being thrown into an extremely huge vortex and were directly swallowed.

He can't be Wang Pingyang!

Such a voice sounded in the old man's mind again.

Then where is Wang Pingyang?

He looked at the strange fat man incomprehensible, but at this moment, a figure appeared not far behind him.

The same aura as this fat man was rippling around this figure.

The old man instantly locked in this man's aura, and he knew that this was Wang Pingyang.

There was a bang.

A roar rang out from his body.

Countless strange auras quickly reunited in the air in front of Wang Pingyang, forming a strange dim and yellow flame.

This is a method given to him by the Demon Religion. Logically speaking, the true energy in Wang Pingyang's body will be pulled out in the next moment.

However, at this moment, a sword light quietly emerged under a flying wooden piece beside him.

The aura of this sword light is connected to Wang Pingyang.

This is the flying sword that Wang Pingyang used at this time.

Logically speaking, this flying sword will completely lose its power at this time.

However, what makes no sense is that the flying sword still landed on his neck.

With a puff.

The body-protecting essence that naturally trembled on his skin was cut open.

laugh…..

Next, there was a sharp gust of blood.

The old man's breathing completely stopped, but the air in his lungs spurted out from his cut throat along with the blood.

"how so?"
Chapter completed!