Hall Master Xue sneered, "Hierarch Jiang, I advise you to save your energy. Right now, you can only flaunt your sharp tongue, but you can't threaten this old man. I won't be afraid of you! "
Jiang Liechen said, "You are one of the founding members of the Cult. When the Hierarch first established the Cult, you followed him to conquer the world. He didn't abandon you, didn't despise your humble origins, and still promoted you. That was why you were able to establish your future glory. You once promised him that you would guard and revitalize our Cult in his place. That Can Sha Xing misunderstood the cause of Miss Menglin's death and, in his impulsiveness, went astray. Only then did he think of colluding with the bandits to avenge her. In the end, he was loyal to his master, so let's not talk about him. But this Cult has treated you well, so why did you betray me? "
Hall Master Xue sneered and said disdainfully, "You said you treated me well? Don't make a big joke out of yourself. Other than giving me the empty title of Hall Master with no real power, what else have you done? Whether it is status or salary, how can I compare to An Yesun in the past? The difference is like the difference between a cloud dragon and a frog in a well! This old man has always been ambitious, but I was humiliated by you. If this goes on, all my ambitions are destined to be buried, and I will be a nobody for the rest of my life. How many years do I have left to live? If you give me a chance, I will wait until my hair turns white! If I don't do something big, my life will be in vain! Once I overthrow you, I will succeed the Hierarch, and I can openly sit on your chair. I can't help but be tempted. Otherwise, the rest of the Cult wouldn't have responded to my call and stood up to answer me! "
Jiang Liechen sneered, "So it's for the Hierarch's position. If you have the ability, come and take it." Hall Master Xue smacked his lips and said, "Why are you trying to be brave? I'm afraid you can't even stand properly right now. What ability do you have to lead the entire Cult? If the power continues to be in your hands, it will only destroy this foundation. You're a Hierarch who doesn't live up to your name. You've already been condemned by everyone. For the past six years, you've only known how to cultivate in seclusion. Have you ever cared about the daily affairs of the Sacrificial Shadow Cult or the expeditions outside? Did he even bother with her once? With this old man by your side, I'll deal with them for you. "
Jiang Liechen said, "Turns out under your full authority, our Cult is declining step by step. You are indeed very capable." Hall Master Xue was so angry that his face turned ashen. "You're still as sharp-tongued as ever, but you'll soon be at the end of your road."
Jiang Liechen coldly said, "You won't get any benefits either, what are you so proud of? You cooperating with the righteous sect's thieves is no different from asking a tiger for its skin. What This Seat said to the Destruction Fiend Star is also applicable to you. You surrendered generals are all chess pieces. Once the plan is completed, how can they allow the Devil Cult to exist? Don't be too naive. Besides, your value is much lower than his, so they won't hesitate to kill you. Fine, This Seat will let you live for the time being. When you see it with your own eyes, you'll know that my words aren't empty. "
Hall Master Xue sneered, "Enough! I won't listen to a brat like you who only knows how to brag! You once said that once you cultivate the Seven Fiend Arts to the highest level, you'll be able to transform into a demon. That's why you've been in seclusion all these years. I didn't believe you at first, but now it seems that I wasn't wrong to bet on that treasure. You're so heavily injured, yet you still want to be an enemy of the righteous army? "Jiang Liechen said," Think what you want. But you're trying to usurp the throne. Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning in the future? "
Hall Master Xue laughed aloud and said, "That can only be considered a family tradition. Don't forget that your own Hierarch position was forcefully seized. Now that someone else is also trying to usurp your position, this is called giving him a taste of his own medicine. I haven't wronged you in the slightest. Relying on a brat like you, you think you have the right to lecture me so arrogantly?"
Jiang Liechen coldly said, "This Hierarch position, if This Seat can usurp it, then This Seat can also hold onto it!" Suddenly he turned around, parried Li Yijie's sword, and slashed horizontally at his shoulder. This change in stance was too sudden. Li Yijie did not expect that the sword that had been flying in the air for a long time would not even be able to cut his clothes in the slightest. With a cold laugh Jiang Liechen said, "Li Longzhu, you've been watching our Cult's internal strife from the sidelines for quite a long time, haven't you enjoyed it?"
Li Yijie shouted, "Less nonsense! Today I'll let you, this devil, get your evil karma!" While urging his stance to launch a series of attacks. Jiang Liechen said, "Relying on you?" At the same time Hall Master Xue also rushed forward to besiege him. The righteous people also attacked from eight sides. Li Yijie suddenly stepped forward, the tip of his sword entwined with Jiang Liechen's. In close combat, it seemed like there was no end to it. Jiang Liechen still had contempt in his heart. After watching several stances, he disdainfully said, "What is this? It doesn't seem to be very similar to my Cult's martial art. "
Li Yijie said, "Naturally. Do you think that when I, Li Yijie, face the enemy, I can only rely on your Devil Cult's demonic martial art?" Jiang Liechen asked back, "Aren't you?"
After fighting for a long time, the effect of that stance gradually became apparent. It was not a fierce and unparalleled unique skill, but the wonderful thing was that once it coiled around the enemy's body, it was like a sticky liquid that could not be shaken off. Jiang Liechen's sword tip was also stuck to the hilt of his sword. No matter how he turned his stance, he could not get out of that narrow area.
This kind of martial art was particular about the 'entanglement' technique. If one really wanted to subdue the enemy and win, one did not have the ability to do so; it could only be used to entangle the enemy. However, the quality of the technique was more important than quantity. Li Yijie used this unorthodox method to entangle Jiang Liechen so that he could not get away. Afterwards he signaled the people around him with his eyes, signaling them to seize this opportunity to attack.
The righteous martial art masters took this opportunity to attack him with their internal energy. In an instant 'Five Thunder Soul Capturing Palm', 'Dominating Heaven Fist', and other internal energy techniques were all launched toward him. If Jiang Liechen's sword was free, based on his ability to react quickly, he would be able to make his move before the stances landed and defeat the enemy. But Li Yijie did not dare to relax. Although Jiang Liechen had a weapon, it was tantamount to him being unarmed and defenseless. He also thought that since Jiang Liechen's internal injury was serious, he would inevitably be like himself, unable to use his internal energy. In that case, it would be difficult for him to resist the internal energy.
Although Jiang Liechen understood the reason, he had no way to deal with it. All around he was attacked by palm power that could topple mountains and overturn the seas, so he had no choice but to take this attack head-on. He stood in the middle of the field, his body had already become as thin as a skeleton. When he was attacked again, he looked like a withered leaf on the verge of withering. He did not even feel the internal energy in his body being disturbed. Just the external pressure alone was enough to crush him into ashes. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood was like a stream of clear spring water, flowing violently without end. Li Yijie's sword stabbed toward his lower abdomen. Jiang Liechen raised his hand to grab the sword tip. His eyes emitted a cold hatred. "You really … want to kill me?" he asked.
Li Yijie did not look him in the eye. "Demons of the heterodox path," he said, "Everybody has the right to kill you." "Humph," Jiang Liechen said coldly, "You're dreaming. Do you think you can kill me?" With a backhand he pushed the sword aside and chopped it toward Jiang Liechen's forehead. He leaned sideways to evade two long weapons on his back. Shifting his stance, he raised his sword and swept it behind him. 'Clang, clang, clang!' The three men's wrists were hit by the sword and their weapons fell to the ground.
This time Jiang Liechen did not even bother to wipe the blood from his lips. He only cared about fighting with his opponents. His martial arts were extremely ruthless. His murderous aura was still present, but during the battle he spat out blood again and again. Very quickly the blood on his upper robe was soaked through. Right now his eyes were bloodshot, his mouth was full of blood, and his body was covered in blood. On top of that, he was a devil descending into the world. His appearance was indeed somewhat frightening.
In all the battles he had fought in his entire life, this could be considered the most difficult battle he had ever fought. He could only take a beating, and his ability to fight back was very weak. This was all because Li Yijie and the others had arrived at the right time. When his martial arts training was already not going well, they created a hindrance. An Yesun's move also caused his poison to counterattack. His injuries and injuries were intertwined. Naturally this was not an ordinary minor illness or pain.
Hall Master Xue put away his Weeping Staff. With a cold laugh he said, "Forget it, forget it. Everybody stop fighting. Hierarch Jiang, your injuries are serious and difficult to heal. Even if we don't kill you, you'll bleed to death. Why don't you just ask for a quick death? We'll be merciful and allow you to end your own life. Seeing that this old man has called you Hierarch for six years, we can leave your corpse intact. "
With a cold laugh Jiang Liechen said, "When the time comes, I'm afraid no one will be merciful enough to leave your corpse intact. Zhen Zhe only knows how to kill people, I won't kill myself. All of you, die for me! " He threw the sword in his hand with all his might, hitting the shelf full of bottles and jars. Momentarily the porcelain bottles broke, spilling medicinal liquid all over the floor. A burst of white smoke rose into the air, and a burnt smell could be smelled. Li Yijie thought, "Not good! Could it be poisoned? "Hastily he circulated his internal energy to hold his breath. His sword was still held horizontally in front of his chest to guard against a sudden attack.
Nobody dared to be negligent. Those with weaker internal energy used their sleeves to cover their mouths and noses. Jiang Liechen seized this opportunity to escape from the encirclement. He hid far away in the hall, looking for a quiet place where he could circulate his internal energy to regulate his breathing. Retreating to a remote corner, he turned around to check if there were any foreign objects. Suddenly from a dark corner a long sword stretched out and pressed against his throat. The attack was so swift that the sword pierced his skin and flesh. A thin stream of blood seeped out.
Everybody saw that the person holding the sword was an old beggar with a head full of white beard. It was Yu Shuanglin. His lower body could not feel anything, so he could not participate in the battle. He could only watch from the corner. Jiang Liechen was so flustered that he did not know where to run. He had retreated right in front of Yu Shuanglin, so the sword easily and skillfully pressed against Yu Shuanglin's vital point.
Jiang Liechen's eyebrows trembled slightly. He squinted his eyes, his face filled with hatred. "Yu … Yu Shuanglin?" he said through clenched teeth. "Behave yourself!" Yu Shuanglin shouted. As long as I thrust my sword forward, I can kill you! "Jiang Jianchen refused to admit defeat even in death. He said," Then stab me! I don't believe you really dare to kill me! "
"Don't play any tricks with me," Yu Shuanglin said in a low voice. "The Old Beggar has lived for so long, I have seen all kinds of things. You can't fool me with this little trick. What kind of poison have they been poisoned with? Give me the antidote! "
Jiang Liechen said, "If I say they are not poisoned, will you believe me?" Yu Shuanglin squinted his eyes. He looked at Yu Shuanglin's leisurely expression. His words were ambiguous, so it was hard to tell whether he was telling the truth or not. Some of the Decent Faction people had been waiting impatiently. "Don't believe this devil's tricks," they called out. "Yu Zhanglao, kill him first, then search his body for the antidote!"
Yu Shuanglin stared at Jiang Liechen for a long time. Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he said, "Fine, I will believe you this time. You should learn your lesson: there is always someone better than you, there is always a sky beyond the sky. You are not always the only one who is the strongest. You can kill others, but others can also kill you in return. Do you remember? "Jiang Liechen muttered to himself," This is exactly where I am at a disadvantage … if you want to kill me, just kill me. What's the point of talking so much? "
Yu Shuanglin said, "In one's life, there will always be a lot of trusted followers by one's side. Not all of them are trustworthy, and not all of them should be suspected. You have always been arrogant and conceited, boasting that you are the king above all living things. But because of your obstinacy and self-opinionation, you caused the Devil Cult to rebel from the inside out. Layer by layer, layer by layer, how can you not be defeated? This time, although you lost your position as Hierarch, you were still lucky enough to keep your life. As long as you are alive, there is hope. Otherwise, no matter how high your ambitions are, after you die, it will all be empty talk. If you can turn over a new leaf and work hard to improve yourself, who knows if you will not lose on the mulberry elm and gain on the swings? "
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