It was deathly quiet in the royal palace.
Looking at the strange man in green clothing, the people were so shocked that they couldn't utter a word.
Sir Jin and Sir Niu sensed the feedback from the Great Formation of the royal palace. They eyed each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes.
If this punch had landed on them, they would have been smashed into powder even if they used all their magic treasures.
Many swordsmen of Cultivation sects had seen Jing Jiu punch at the Grand Ceremony of the Sect Master of Aoyama. At the time, Jing Jiu had punched Senior Master Tai Lu in the wheelchair to death while holding the Seal of the King Of The Underworld; but it was nothing compared to this punch.
What made these swordsmen of Cultivation sects feel even more fearful was that the method employed by this person was obviously not the method of any of the major sects, nor was it the method of any deviant sect.
Looking at the strange man in green clothing, Liu Shisui somehow felt a sense of familiarity, his expression a bit bewildered.
Bu Qiuxiao shot him a glance, but didn't say anything.
On the distant lotus sedan, Zen Master fell silent after uttering the name of the Buddha.
Some older Cultivation swordsmen seemed to have recalled something. A terrified voice suddenly burst out in the sky, "The Bloody Demon Church!"
Hearing this, more people recalled something.
The deviant sects were the most powerful in Chaotian a thousand years ago, and the Bloody Demon Church had wreaked havoc in the world. It wasn't until it was suppressed by the Zhongzhou School, the Aoyama Sect and other orthodox Cultivation sects that the Bloody Demon Church withdrew from the stage of history. However, the Bloody Demon Church was still regarded as the only orthodox and spiritual ancestor by all the deviant sects.
Was the strange man in green clothing a remnant of the Bloody Demon Church? However, the Bloody Demon Church had been wiped out a long time ago. Even if some secret scripts of the magic methods were lost, it was impossible for him to practice such a formidable and orthodox method without being taught by his Master. Was this person a swordsman of the Bloody Demon Church who had survived until now? If so, he must be more than a thousand years old. Why did he come out from the Cloud Boat of the Zhongzhou School and stand by the Immortal Tan?
How formidable was the Bloody Demon Church a thousand years ago? And how formidable was the swordsman of the church?
It was no wonder that even Lian Sanyue couldn't withstand one punch from this person.
Many people looked at Jing Jiu, but they found that Jing Jiu's expression was calm. He was not sad, not even worried.
Kou Qingtong pulled back his right fist and shot it a glance, his eyes full of cruelty and appreciation.
Suddenly, he realized that many people were looking away from him.
He looked over and saw Jing Jiu. He was slightly startled and said, "Are you the next to die? It's a pity that he doesn't know how to kill. "
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Yin San said that he came to Zhaoge City to watch the play, but in fact, someone else had been watching the play the entire time, and his position was much better than Yin San's.
In the side hall, Ping Yong-Ka witnessed the passing of the emperor, the royal concubine crying like a little kitten, the ascension of the new emperor, the arrival of the Immortal Tan from the sky, and Lian Sanyue coming out of the bridal sedan chair and claiming that she was his Master's woman. He had watched all the plays about life, tragedy, court affairs, xianxia, and lovers in one day; it seemed that he intended to experience all the joys and sorrows of the human world. However, the wonderful play stopped abruptly after Lian Sanyue appeared …
The strange man in green clothing had knocked Lian Sanyue to the ground with one punch, and it was unknown whether she was dead or alive, and then he claimed that he would kill his Master.
Ping Yong-Ka felt both scared and angry, but he was fully aware that his opponent could kill him with a single breath; he couldn't do anything about it. It was then that he heard the surprised scream in the sky and the anxious discussion of the chancellors in the grand hall. He pushed open the door of the side hall and yelled toward the square after rolling his eyes.
"The Zhongzhou School claims to be the leader of the orthodox Cultivation sects, but it harbors the evildoers of the Bloody Demon Church in secret. You people are shameless! What qualifications do you have to contend with my Master?! "
The exaggerated voice of the young disciple of Aoyama echoed in the royal palace.
However, neither the officials in the grand hall nor the Cultivation practitioners of various sects in the sky paid any attention to him; and nobody followed him in denouncing the Zhongzhou School.
Ping Yongjia felt quite embarrassed. When he found that the strange man in green clothing was looking at him, he felt even more scared. He closed the window with a "pah" sound and pulled the quilt over his head. In the next moment, he remembered that the Emperor had passed away on this very bed. He couldn't help but feel even more scared. He rubbed his hands together and apologized to the Emperor, saying, "Please don't blame me."
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That person was a surviving member of the Bloody Demon Church, and he might have been a high-level member of the Bloody Demon Church a thousand years ago. But he had joined hands with the Zhongzhou School. Normally, this should have aroused the anger of all the orthodox Cultivation sects.
None of the sects said anything. It was not because they were afraid of the reputation of the Zhongzhou School; it was because even the Zen Master and the scholars of Yimaozhai remained silent.
The reason was simple. When they remembered who this strange man in green clothing was, they also recalled the past.
The Zhongzhou School had obtained the consent of all the orthodox Cultivation sects to take in this strange man in green clothing a thousand years ago.
At that time, the Bloody Demon Church was on the verge of defeat under the siege of the orthodox Cultivation sects. However, the Bloody Demon Church still had numerous masters and terrifying killing formations in the headquarter of the Bloody Demon Church. It was very difficult for the orthodox Cultivation sects to eliminate them completely, and they would have to pay a terrible price. At the most critical moment, Bai Ren postponed her ascension and subdued the Devil's Child, who had a high position and terrifying strength in the Bloody Demon Church. Through the Devil's Child, the orthodox Cultivation sects got hold of a lot of internal information about the Bloody Demon Church and successfully attacked the headquarter of the Bloody Demon Church. In the final battle, the Devil's Child even sneak-attacked the Master of the Bloody Demon Church who had a peerless demonic skill!
The Master of the Bloody Demon Church was wounded by the sneak-attack, and in the end, he was killed by the joint attack of Bai Ren and the Immortal Daoyuan.
The destruction of the Bloody Demon Church was the result of the bloody battles fought by the orthodox Cultivation sects for more than one hundred years. However, the Devil's Child's abandonment of the dark side for the light side had undoubtedly played a crucial role. This Devil's Child was none other than Kou Qingtong, who was standing in the square of the royal palace.
According to the agreement between him and Bai Ren, he had been cultivating and living in the back valley of the Cloud-Dream Mountain. The whole Cultivation circle knew about this, but many people had forgotten about it as time elapsed. It wasn't until he appeared in front of the people today and killed Lian Sanyue with one punch that he returned to their memories.
At the time, Kou Qingtong had to be subdued by the Fairy Lady Bai Ren in person, and he was able to sneak-attack the Master of the Bloody Demon Church without being killed. It was evident how powerful his Cultivation state was. Even though he hadn't ascended yet and his spiritual soul and body were a bit weakened after more than one thousand years, he was still one of the top swordsmen in Chaotian, and should be as powerful as the Great Grandmaster of the Foggy Island, Nan Qü. Lian Sanyue had been defeated; who else in Chaotian could defeat him? Who else in Aoyama could defeat him?
The people looked at Jing Jiu again, wondering what the Aoyama Sect would do next.
Yet, Jing Jiu looked at the Boat of Diligent Study in Yimaozhai in the sky.
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Liu Shisui looked at the strange man in green clothing in the square in bewilderment; the familiar feeling grew more and more apparent.
He hadn't seen Kou Qingtong before, nor did he have any karmic connection with this person. The familiarity came more from the energy and the smell …
Back when he swallowed the devil pill at the bottom of the Muddy River, he learned the secret deviant methods passed down by the Bloody Demon Church. That method helped him grow at an unimaginable speed, but it also brought many hidden dangers to his body. He was forced to study the Buddhist scripts in the vegetable garden outside the Guocheng Temple for many years, and then he went to Yimaozhai to study the orthodox sects for many years before the hidden dangers gradually disappeared.
Looking at Kou Qingtong that day, the demonic energy in the deepest part of his Dao Tree and the tiniest meridians suddenly became active, spreading like a wildfire. His face turned ashen. He swayed a few times while clutching his chest, and had almost fallen off the Boat of Diligent Study.
Bu Qiuxiao had been paying attention to Liu Shisui since he had ascertained the identity of Kou Qingtong. Finding that his energy was stimulated, Bu Qiuxiao raised his eyebrows slightly. He grabbed a handful of gentle wind with his right hand and poured it into Liu Shisui's ear.
As the gentle wind washed his pulse, Liu Shisui felt the annoyance in his chest eased a bit. He thanked the teacher and looked at the strange man in green clothing in the square, a hint of fear in his eyes.
Kou Qingtong also sensed the demonic energy of the same source not far away. As he turned around, he saw Liu Shisui. "I didn't expect our church to have another disciple," he exclaimed in surprise.
In the next moment, he found that Liu Shisui was on the Boat of Diligent Study in Yimaozhai. The expression in his eyes grew cold instantly. "I don't like the hypocritical scholars in Yimaozhai the most," he said in a hoarse and unpleasant voice. "Now that you have practiced the magic method of our church, how can you join their sect?"
His voice grew louder and louder. When he talked about the hypocritical and righteous scholars, it was still normal, but when he talked about how he could join their sect, he was extremely furious. His voice was so loud that it turned into countless bolts of thunder, reverberating in the palace.
Along with the thunders came the violent and brutal energy of the orthodox Bloody Demon Church exuding from his body. It was easier for the other Cultivation practitioners of the orthodox sects, as long as they guarded their hearts with their wills; but Liu Shisui had no way to resist the invasion of the demonic energy. The demonic energy in his body suddenly broke out and rampaged in his meridians.
Whoosh!!! Liu Shisui spat out a few mouthfuls of black blood, looking extremely miserable.
Bu Qiuxiao fed Liu Shisui a magic pill with a grave and stern expression on his face. Then, he asked Xi Yiyun to help Liu Shisui to take a rest in his cabin.
The small formation for crossing the river was set up in the cabin, which should be able to resist the invasion of Kou Qingtong's soundless demonic energy.
Jing Jiu pulled back his gaze from the Boat of Diligent Study and looked at Kou Qingtong in the distance, as if he were looking at a dead man.
He was of course no match for Kou Qingtong at the moment, just like how he couldn't defeat the Immortal Tan; but it didn't mean that he couldn't kill Kou Qingtong. Yet, he was fully aware that even if Kou Qingtong was killed that day, it would not be him who did it.
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A whimpering sound suddenly broke out in the underground of the royal palace. It was unclear if it was the whistling wind above the underground river, the wronged ghosts in the Fiend Prison coming out, or the lingering effect of Kou Qingtong's fist.
Many people noticed that the sound came from the hole in the middle of the square.
The sound grew sharper and sharper. All of a sudden, a column of water shot out from the hole, shooting up to the sky and dissipating after it reached a height of one hundred feet.
As the underground river receded into the hole, Lian Sanyue came back.
Her dress was soaked through, her black hair hanging on her face. The blood on the corners of her mouth and the blood on her dress hadn't been washed away by the river water. She looked to be in a sorry state.
Seeing her, Kou Qingtong exclaimed with a slightly surprised expression, "You're not dead yet!"
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