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Guan Zhongxie coldly snorted. "Tutor Xiang, even though I lost the competition, I only promised Sword God not to hurt your family. I never promised not to cause trouble for your clansmen."

Xiang Shaolong said: "Since it's on my account, it will no longer be difficult for anyone in my valley. How about it?"

Guan Zhongxie laughed loudly when he heard this, and asked like an owl, "Out of respect for you? If I don't bring you up, then forget it, when I talk about you, my heart will burn with anger, and I will hate myself for losing to the Sword God, and not being able to eat your meat, sleep, and absorb your blood, hahahahaha! "

Teng Yi held onto a long blade, came forward and said angrily: "Guan Zhongxie, what are you trying to eat that you can't? Why are you drinking human blood for?"

Guan Zhongxie laughed, coughed a few times, and laughed dryly: "Who cares about this habit of mine, what does it have to do with you?"

Ji Yanran suddenly said, "That's not right! This old thief must be severely injured, and the reason he is drinking blood here is to heal himself. " After Xiang Shaolong heard this, thoughts quickly flashed through his mind, "Not bad!"

Teng Yi said loudly, "Guan Zhongxie, there are a lot of healing medicines in my valley. As long as you promise not to hurt the people of our valley, we will help you heal your wounds. Guan Zhongxie coldly threw out a sentence, "In your dreams!"

Xiang Shaolong bellowed, holding onto the Ju Zi Sword, he rushed into the cave alone.

A black shadow flashed, a devil shadow flew out, and a powerful wave of force bounced Xiang Shaolong out.

Guan Zhongxie coughed continuously inside the cave, obviously the attack from Guan Zhongxie had caused his injuries to worsen by quite a bit.

The moment Xiang Shaolong and Guan Zhongxie exchanged blows, he already understood the situation they were in. Although he was ejected out of the cave by Guan Zhongxie's devil arts, he knew that he could not hold on much longer since he had forcefully lifted up the Genuine Qi. He then said, "Second brother, you and I will use Wheel Attack to tire this old thief to death." Teng Yi replied, "Alright!"

With a "shua" sound, a ghost-like figure flew out of the cave. The demonic figures that filled the sky madly rushed out. Thousands of skulls materialized from the demonic shadow and began to eat at once.

This was Guan Zhongxie's unique Devil Sect technique — — Phantom Shadow!

In the face of such a powerful attack, Xiang Shaolong did not dare to be careless. He waved his Ju Zi sword and released a 'Attack instead of Guard', slicing out countless of circular swords to block the demonic shadows that filled the sky.

Guan Zhongxie's strike did not hit, but he was not interested in fighting. His body was like a shooting star as he jumped, jumped about three meters high, reached a high slope, and then turned to flee down the mountain.

Teng Yi said: "If the old thief wants to escape, quickly chase after him!" Xiang Shaolong, Teng Yi, Jing Jun, Wu Zhuo and Ji Yanran all took out their weapons and chased after Guan Zhongxie.

Although Guan Zhongxie was severely injured, his figure was as fleeting as a ghost, his movement techniques not the least bit sloppy. Looking at the several Zhang high slope, he felt like he was walking down a flight of steps. He landed on the ground and didn't stop. His body was like an arrow as he darted down the mountain.

How could Xiang Shaolong and the other four be willing to give up? However, the distance between them was growing further and further apart.

Xiang Shaolong could not help but admire him in his heart, "This demon is one of the three most powerful swords in the world. Other than being heavily injured, there was still such power! "

"Xilulu!" At the foot of the mountain, a horse was heard. A skinny teenager was riding towards Black Cloud Peak with a Longsword in his hand.

When Guan Zhongxie saw that teenager, a thought flashed through his mind like lightning. With a tap of his foot, a ghost-like figure glided down from high above and pounced towards the youth riding the horse.

The young man was the son of Xiang Shaolong — Skinny Monkey Xiang Bu. When he saw his father, his uncles, and Aunt Ji going to Black Cloud Peak to look for the Blood Sucking Demon, he secretly followed them to see what was going on.

Unexpectedly, this Blood-sucking Berserk Demon was not some other person, but one of the three swords, Sword Devil Guan Zhongxie, a devil that even his father found difficult to deal with. When he realized that Guan Zhongxie was dodging like a giant eagle, he wanted to dodge, but there was still time.

When Xiang Shaolong saw that the target of Guan Zhongxie's attack was Xiang Bu from afar, he couldn't help but be shocked and shout out, "Bu'er, be careful!"

Xiang Bu anxiously waved his Longsword, slashing towards Guan Zhongxie. Guan Zhongxie screamed, his left hand opened up the grimoire, and used the ultimate move, "Ling Shen Claw". The palm immediately covered Xiang Bu's entire body. Xiang Bu felt a chill on his shoulders, and a cold Qi forced him down, causing him to be unable to move.

Guan Zhongxie got on his horse, extended his hand out, and touched Xiang Bu's acupoints. With a pull of the reins, the horse shot into the sky like an arrow released from a bow.

Xiang Shaolong was anxious and angry, and shouted loudly: "Guan Zhongxie, do you remember that you promised Sword God that you would not make things difficult for my family." Guan Zhongxie laughed out loud like a ghost and threw down a sentence, "Don't worry, your son will not die." With that, his figure disappeared into the endless prairie.

Being held hostage by Guan Zhongxie, Xiang Bu immediately flew forward. He didn't know how this Old Demon General was going to punish him, but he was both shocked and apprehensive.

Suddenly, he felt the evil body behind him shake violently, followed by a violent cough.

In the sky, there were white clouds and snow, grass and plants were everywhere. In the vast prairie, Guan Zhongxie rode his horse quickly. The scenery around him was as beautiful as a painting, but Xiang Bu was not in the mood to admire this beautiful desert painting.

After an unknown period of time, the sky gradually darkened.

Guan Zhongxie selected a quiet mountain forest and stopped in his tracks.

He placed Xiang Bu to the side and placed him on a tree stump. He sat down cross-legged and connected his right thumb, index finger and ring finger. His little finger pointed towards the sky as he formed a spell and started cultivating.

Before long, he saw a black shadow moving around his hall. A bunch of black Qi flowed out from his sky spirit and gathered at his forehead without dispersing, just like a black chrysanthemum. His ugly face twisted into a hideous expression.

Xiang Bu looked at the devil's face and his heart was filled with fear. He only heard the sound of his heartbeat, which was much faster than usual.

Guan Zhongxie trained for four hours.

Stars Transposition, the sun had already reached its third hour.

Suddenly, he saw the black shadow on Guan Zhongxie's forehead disappear, and what replaced it was a white mist, a mist that was condensed like a black chrysanthemum. They also drilled into Guan Zhongxie's head once again.

Guan Zhongxie began to shiver, and his face started to turn white. Before long, a layer of frost gradually formed on his face.

The ice accumulated more and more, and thicker and thicker. Soon enough, Guan Zhongxie's forehead turned into an ice sculpture. However, the ice did not seem to stop. It continued to slowly spread towards his chest.

Xiang Bu's heart was already in turmoil, it turned out that this old devil had already activated his cold poison.

When Guan Zhongxie first started cultivating his devil arts, he would be tormented by cold and heat for four hours every day at two in the morning. However, after mastering the Demonic Art, the cold and hot poison were suppressed by the Demonic Art and did not take effect again.

That day, when he met the Sword God Gelenin's palm, he was pushed away into the sky by Gai Nie's second style of "Two Push Out of the Water", the move he made while gathering all of his devil arts. As a result, the Qi in his body was affected, and he was no longer able to control the two poisons. Only by capturing the living and sucking their blood every day would they be able to survive the pain and suffering that was akin to a freezing furnace.

Tonight, Zi's cold poison had flared up.

At the moment, Guan Zhongxie only needed to make a move to snap Xiang Bu's neck and drink a mouthful of fresh blood to pass through today's crisis. But he had already promised Gai Nie that he would not harm Xiang Shaolong's family members. These people from the Devil Sect had a perverse, moody, and erratic personality. Their actions were vicious and cruel, but they paid great attention to the word "believe". Since he had been defeated, he had to keep his promise.

Thus, he put aside the thought of harming Xiang Bu and focused on operating his technique. He only wanted to use his entire body's worth of power to resist this unbearable cold poison.

The deeper the cultivation level of his devil arts, the deeper the two poisons, cold and hot. Now that it was activated, the pain it had from cultivating the demonic arts was many times worse than before.

Xiang Bu suddenly rose into the air. It turned out that at this moment, his acupoint had opened by itself.

A thought flashed through Xiang Bu's mind, "If I use my sword to kill this old demon, wouldn't that be my chance? Looking at that old devil, he seems to be operating his martial arts, unable to move at all. If I attack now, what can he do to me? "Even if I can't get my hands on it, I can still mount my horse and run away."

Xiang Bu's small eyes rolled around as his mind was filled with all kinds of thoughts.

As Guan Zhongxie resisted the cold poison, he observed Xiang Bu coldly. As long as he made any unusual moves, Guan Zhongxie would break out of the ice and take his life.

In the end, Xiang Bu still did not dare move. He picked up the dried up branches from the ground, walked to Guan Zhongxie's side and lit a bonfire with a fire.

When the bonfire was ignited, the heat radiated onto Guan Zhongxie's body, causing him great satisfaction. He thought that this brat was not bad and did not take advantage of the old me operating the technique to suddenly make a move. He also did not expect to escape.

The ice condensed on Guan Zhongxie's head slowly melted, drop by drop dripping down from his face. In the end, the ice disappeared and his pale white face started to have a colour of blood.

After he had finally endured through it, Guan Zhongxie had passed the moment where his poison flared up. He stopped cultivating and stood up.

He stared at Xiang Bu with his dry eyes and asked: "Brat, why did you start a fire?" Xiang Bu shamelessly said without any shame: "I saw that senior was in the middle of practicing martial arts, I expected senior to feel cold, so I made a fire to help him resist the cold, it seems to have some effect."

Guan Zhongxie nodded, "That's right! It seems like this old man and you are fated to be together, and you want to take me as your master and become my Sword Devil's disciple? "

Guan Zhongxie's martial arts were not inferior to his father's, if Xiang Bu had never seen Guan Zhongxie's poison acting up, he would have immediately agreed. As such, he said: "Senior's martial arts are unrivalled, this child naturally does not wish for anything, but for the matter of taking Guan Zhongxie as my master, I still need my father's consent."

With a "bo" sound, Guan Zhongxie's palm had already pressed onto Xiang Bu's head. A Genuine Qi passed through, and suddenly Xiang Bu felt the meridians in his body shake, and all the energy in his body disappeared.

Xiang Bu was startled, and said in shock: "Senior, what are you doing?"

Guan Zhongxie sneered, "Take me as your master, who else needs your permission? I have already used a demonic technique to remove your power and planted a magic seed on you. In the future, you will only have benefits from practicing my Devil Sect Divine Arts. If you practice other sects' martial arts, you will definitely have Qi deviation, do not blame this old man for not reminding you. "

"Is there anyone in this world who would accept a disciple like that?" Xiang Bu gasped. He thought to himself, this person's temperament in Devil Sect is truly different from ordinary people.

"Then thinking again, that Old Demon has already used a devil technique to assimilate all of the inner strength in his body. From today onwards, I, Xiang Bu, am now no different from that Old Demon. I will only gain benefits from practicing his demonic art. " Xiang Bu's heart was immediately filled with despair.

He looked at Guan Zixie's extremely ugly face and thought, "Do you dare to believe that I, like the old devil, will become inhumanly human and ghost-like?" "Oh my god!"

Guan Zhongxie looked at Xiang Bu's desperate expression, and his heart was filled with satisfaction: "Xiang Shaolong, I cannot make things difficult for your family, but I can lure your son into the demonic path. If you knew, how would you feel? "