Chapter 947 Yinshan Sect

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Chapter 947 Yinshan Sect

As soon as the news of the young demon king's death in Longhu Mountain spread, many monks heard the news and gathered early in the morning.

The immortal magic of their greedy young demon king is only one of them. In addition, they also want to get a piece of the pie from Longhu Mountain.

With the foundation of Longhu Mountain, anything you pick out from the cracks of your teeth is a treasure.

This battle must end in a lose-lose situation for both sides. The young demon king dies and Longhu Mountain must also be severely damaged.

That's why, as you see now, the people of Longhu Mountain have locked themselves in the small world of the back mountain barrier, unable to get out.

Many sects covet the throne of the No. 1 sect in the world. Feng Shui has changed. After sitting on Longhu Mountain for more than a thousand years, it is time for someone else to replace it.

A major upheaval in the Tao Sect may occur because of this. The monks who came to the scene all vaguely smelled a hint of an undercurrent.

Headmaster Xuanli of the Yinshan Sect was very powerful. He fell from the sky and landed on the top of the mountain. He was surrounded by evil aura, like a demon god. His aura covered the whole place, making many monks feel nervous and breathless.

The hilltop that was originally noisy suddenly became quiet. Many people were silent and only a few were whispering.

The techniques practiced by the Yinshan Sect tended to be deviant and heretical, and they were not very popular among Taoist sects. They were even regarded as evil sects of the Demon Sect for a time. In addition, during the Taoist catastrophe forty years ago, the Yinshan Sect Mingzhe was unable to retreat and was despised and rejected by the Taoists all over the world.

At this moment, we saw pairs of eyes looking at the pair of Yinshan Sect masters and disciples, with something strange in their eyes.

"Taoist sects from all over the world gather here to discuss important matters. All the casual cultivators should leave." Ouyang Zhichang looked around and suddenly said.

He was dressed in green clothes, with long flowing hair, and a handsome face. He seemed elegant and easy-going, but his tone of voice was very domineering, as if he did not allow others to refute.

As soon as he said these words, the whole place went crazy.

Half of the people gathered in the field were casual cultivators. They all came here to get some benefits from Longhu Mountain, so how could they leave easily.

Now in the small self-proclaimed enchantment world of Longhu Mountain, he must have been severely damaged and dare not face the edge of the Taoist sects in the world.

As long as you can open the small world of enchantment, the benefits will be at your fingertips.

Ouyang Zhi forcibly expelled the scattered cultivators, and the ambition of the wolf was clearly revealed. The fewer people there are, the more benefits their Yinshan Sect can gain.

He didn't dare to provoke any major sect, but he had no scruples in driving away the casual cultivators.

Moreover, all major sects can benefit from this, so they will naturally not criticize him.

We saw in the field that the casual cultivators were making a fuss, but the people from all the great sects were silent and unmoved.

However, some thoughtful people can see something deeper:

Does the Yinshan Sect really think that Longhu Mountain is going to die when they act like this? The situation of Taoist sects in the world has changed drastically, and the cards need to be reshuffled. Does the Yinshan sect want to take its place and become the leader of Taoist sects in the world?

If the Yinshan Sect really had this intention, it would be terrifying.

In the Taoist catastrophe forty years ago, Yinshan Sect Mingzhe protected himself and could not retreat, and his strength was preserved.

After that, because they were not tolerated by Taoist sects in the world, the Yinshan sect hid in the world and closed the mountain to itself.

After decades of keeping a low profile, it has always been a mystery to what extent the Yinshan Sect's strength has grown.

However, no matter how powerful the Yinshan Sect is, it cannot be compared with Longhu Mountain. If he wants to be the leader in the world and sit on the first throne of the Taoist sect, he cannot even think about it. No Taoist sect will recognize him.

"What a loud tone! Forty years ago, all the Taoist sects in the world were in catastrophe, and all the casual cultivators knew about it, but you, the Yinshan sect, had no descendants and proclaimed yourself the sect. Now you still have the nerve to come out and give orders to us and other casual cultivators?" A young casual cultivator said angrily, holding a three-foot long sword in his hand, appearing to be a sword cultivator.

Suddenly, many people agreed.

"Yeah, who do you think the Yinshan Sect is?

If you want to get out, it's your Yinshan faction who should get out. "

"You're such a shy turtle, but you still have the nerve to come out and embarrass yourself?"

"If I were a disciple of the Yinshan Sect, I would just fall into a latrine and drown."

…

boom!

Suddenly, Ouyang Zhi's body shook, and a terrifying aura erupted.

In an instant, he seemed to have changed into a different person, his eyes were like sharp swords, full of wildness, his body was full of blood, his thin body became taller, and there was an awe-inspiring killing intent surging out.

Zheng!

He pointed out a finger in the air, and a finger filled with bloody evil energy shot out, like a blood-colored war spear, about three feet long, crossing the sky, and stabbing the young monk between the eyebrows.

"The Devil's Finger!" someone in the audience exclaimed, recognizing Ouyang Zhi's magical trick from the Yinshan School.

The Heavenly Demon Finger is to the Yinshan Sect, just like the Tiangang Five Thunder Palm is to the Longhu Mountain. They are all unique skills of the Zhenzong. Only the most core foundation can be practiced, and it is extremely difficult to practice.

Legend has it that after the Devil's Finger is fully developed, its finger strength can reach up to one foot, and it can pierce a wall from a distance of one hundred feet.

The finger strength of Ouyang Zhitian's demon finger is only three feet long, which should be at the level of small success.

However, even the Demonic Finger of Xiaocheng Realm is also very terrifying. Within ten feet, it is comparable to the lethality of an assault rifle. The young swordsman was only three feet away from him.

puff!

The young sword cultivator only had time to put his hand on the hilt of the sword. Before he could pull out the sword, the center of his eyebrow was penetrated, and a bloody hole appeared from the front and back.

"you……"

The young monk's eyes widened and he fell to the ground, refusing to rest in silence.

"You kill people for no reason and are seeking death!"

A middle-aged casual cultivator standing next to the young sword cultivator shouted loudly with his eyes splitting.

The middle-aged casual cultivator also has a sword hanging on his body. He should also be a sword cultivator, and he should have a good relationship with the young sword cultivator, because the two came here together and were inseparable.

Seeing his companion being killed, the middle-aged swordsman suddenly became angry.

Clang!

The long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and with a movement of his body, the tip of the sword trembled, and he stabbed Ouyang Zhi suddenly.

Buzz!

The sound of the sword shook the sky, and the light of the sword was dazzling.

He saw that where the sword tip passed, there was a shimmering light. It was the sword energy that surged out from the sword tip, forming a faint sword field, and even the air was expelled.

Only then did everyone realize that this middle-aged swordsman was a master of swordsmanship!

"This is a famous scholar from Zhongnan Mountain. Sword cultivator Xu Zishan is very famous in the world of casual cultivators. His swordsmanship is superb and he has reached the level of a master."

"Is it Xu Zishan, the master of swordsmanship in Zhongnan Mountain? I heard that he was originally a villager in the mountains. He accidentally picked up the remains of an unknown swordsmanship master in a cave, and thus embarked on the path of swordsmanship. "

"Yes, that's him."

…

After the identity of the middle-aged sword cultivator was revealed, the whole place was in an uproar.

Xu Zishan's sword shocked the sky and brought up a sword field. Ouyang Zhi was suddenly shrouded in terrifying energy, and his life hung on a thread.

Headmaster Xuanli clasped his hands behind his back and looked indifferently, with no intention of saving his disciple.

"How dare the light of a grain of rice compete with the bright moon?"

But Ouyang Zhi sneered and pointed out again, and a scarlet-bloody finger suddenly shot out.

The finger strength of his finger is only one foot long, only one-third of the length of the previous finger, but the finger strength is more condensed, like substance, and the scarlet blood light almost turns into a flame and burns horizontally. It flew out of the sky, surpassing the speed of sound in an instant, and caused a burst of thunder.

Bang!

As soon as the sword field brought by the long sword in Xu Zishan's hand made contact with the finger light, it exploded instantly, as if a balloon had been pricked by a needle.

Click, click!

Then, the finger glowed like a broken bamboo, and the three-foot long sword in Xu Zishan's hand shattered inch by inch.

Finally, under the horrified gazes of everyone, the fingerlight penetrated Xu Zishan's heart, poking a bloody hole.

A casual swordsman master was killed by just one finger.

Suddenly, the whole place fell silent!

"I wonder who else dares to talk nonsense?" Ouyang Zhi said in a stern tone.

Soon, the surging blood and energy dissipated from his body, and he returned to the elegant man in green.