Feng Qingyang: Are There Any Normal People in the Demon Cult?

Feng Qingyang drew his sword once more.

With a casual flick of her sword, Xiao Longnu's sword energy tore a deep valley into the earth.

"The cult leader dislikes killing, so get out."

This sword strike completely stunned Feng Qingyang.

Zhao Min, looking away, said helplessly, "If the leader doesn't like killing, then who does?"

"This person's swordsmanship has likely reached its pinnacle, almost on par with what we were ninety years ago."

Zhou Zhiruo was also a swordswoman, so she naturally understood Feng Qingyang's level in the current martial arts world.

"Ninety years ago? You little girl, you'd be no more than twenty years old, yet you're spouting such nonsense!"

Feng Qingyang was so angry that his liver ached.

"Think what you want, this place is not suitable for fighting."

Huang Rong wielded a bamboo-shaped staff made of green jade, and with a flick of her wrist, the resulting burst of true energy startled all the wild beasts on the mountain.

The true energy, like a tidal wave, swept in, destroying everything in its path.

This gave Feng Qingyang, who had previously believed that Xiao Longnu was the strongest person, quite a fright.

What kind of monsters are these?

With the Demon Cult so powerful, what chance do the righteous sects have against it? That scoundrel emperor who loves alchemy should just get lost.

"What a fine Sun Moon Cult!"

Although Feng Qingyang has retired, if the powerful Sun Moon Cult Sect is allowed to run rampant, he will pass on the Dugu Nine Swords to the Five Mountains Sword Sects.

We must confront the arrogant Sun Moon Cult, or else the martial arts world of the Central Plains, and indeed the entire world, will suffer!

"What Sun Moon Cult? We are Demon Cult, don't even try to compare yourselves to the fallen Ming Cult."

Guo Xiang, holding the Heavenly Sword, immediately attracted Feng Qingyang's attention.

Another one wielding a sword!

Is this guy stronger than the one before?

On the contrary, they are all quite good-looking, and none of them seem to be inferior to the others.

Could it be that the superior martial arts techniques of the Sun Moon Cult are passed down only to women, not men?

Feng Qingyang's doubts grew.

"Take one more step forward, and your fate will be like this mountain."

Guo Xiang casually swung her sword.

A steep mountain peak in the distance was instantly cleaved off!

One sword cleaves a mountain!

This is the legendary realm of Martial Arts Myth!

Feng Qingyang considered himself Peak Expert, but he never hoped to become Martial Arts Grandmaster, let alone reach the realm of Martial Arts Myth.

"How dare you compare my Demon Cult to the Sun Moon Cult! Enough said!"

Ye Zhuo's voice echoed from inside the cave.

"Just kill him."

Um?

Feng Qingyang was shocked; the man had spoken.

Why is it a man's voice? Wasn't the legendary Dongfang Bubai supposed to have become a monster?

"Yes, sir!"

Mu Wanqing Feng Qingyang, who was closest to Feng Qingyang, drew her sword.

Swords again!

Feng Qingyang refused to believe that these people's swordsmanship was better than his!

The sword had just been drawn when Mu Wanqing was still a hundred feet away from him, and the sword energy had already transformed into a giant sword and fallen.

Feng Qingyang, who had intended to avoid their sharp edge, found himself frozen in mid-air, unable to move.

"I have been presumptuous!"

Since you are not a member of the Sun Moon Cult.

Why call yourself Demon Cult sect? You're lowering your status!

On his deathbed, Feng Qingyang asked a question.

Wow!

The sword energy dissipated.

Ye Zhuo slowly emerged from the cave.

But Ning Zhongze was nowhere to be seen.

"This is probably the fastest I've ever cultivated."

I apologize for disturbing you.

He had only managed to circulate his internal energy for three hours.

Ye Zhuo sighed with some regret.

[Bite!]

[Main Quest Completed: Ning Zhongze, the mistress of the Mount Hua Sect, is currently instructing her disciples. It's time to show her what a true Gentleman Sword is.]

[Quest reward obtained: Scarlet Fire Divine Skill (Perfect Version)]

Flames erupted from his body.

The temperature suddenly rose again.

The Longevity Formula, the Flame Blade, and the Blazing Sun Divine Technique will all bring about such strange phenomena.

Promoted to Perfect Subtlety Stage.

Ye Zhuo's flames suddenly increased in temperature again, making it possible to boil the sea with Brahma's power.

[Main quest unlocked: Descend the mountain to find Qu Feiyan and make her understand the true nature of the demonic path]

[Quest Reward: God of War Record (Perfect Edition)]

This technique is outrageous.

The Longevity Formula and the Heavenly Demon Strategy both originate from it.

So far, only two people have successfully cultivated it, and both of them have ascended to immortality.

Ye Zhuo understood at a glance.

It's time to teach Qu Feiyan, this little devil, what true demonic arts are.

Thinking of this.

Ye Zhuo found Feng Qingyang Ye Zhuo even more displeasing.

"Take it and get out! You're so weak. In a few hundred years, who knows how weak the martial arts world of the Central Plains will be? Won't we be at the mercy of outsiders then!"

Ye Zhuo tossed the Nine Yin Manual, Tai Chi Sword to Feng Qingyang with a flick of his wrist.

"This!"

The secret martial art of Wudang is a completely unheard-of martial art.

Feng Qingyang couldn't believe that the young man before him was so generous.

He suddenly remembered a rumor.

That was a hundred years ago, when an immortal Demon Kingdom king was born, decimating the martial arts world of the West and East for decades.

It is said that the Demon Lord was already the Martial Ancestor, and passed down incredible martial arts techniques.

Ninety years ago.

A monk who loved to drink found a young girl by West Lake. Overjoyed, the two wept together, passed on a scripture, and then disappeared without a trace.

Eighty years ago.

A remarkable woman appeared in the Beggar's Gang. While they were holding a martial arts conference, a tall man appeared, and they became inseparable. He left behind the complete version of the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms and the Dog-Beating Staff Technique.

Thirty years ago.

A Daoist priest met a woman in red in Bingzhou and passed on a martial arts technique called the Nine Yin Manual.

Twenty years ago.

In the Jiangnan region, an eccentric middle-aged man marries a woman with an extraordinary photographic memory, and they pass on a Photographic Memory finger technique to each other.

The world is full of wonders.

During this period, powerful figures each dominated the martial arts world for ten years.

However.

From that day forward.

The masters in the martial arts world, however, only focused on external martial arts skills.

Upon receiving this unparalleled martial arts skill, Feng Qingyang couldn't help but shed tears.

"You disturbed my cultivation just now; you deserve to die nine times over."

Ye Zhuo flicked out a finger.

Before Feng Qingyang could even Feng Qingyang at the impending rise of martial arts, he was killed with a single finger flick.

A moment later, he returned from the Ghost Gate and came back to life.

"Die again."

Ye Zhuo didn't stop, and slapped him to death.

Soon after, Feng Qingyang was rescued again.

This process repeated itself until he actually died nine times.

Feng Qingyang felt a splitting headache.

Indeed, he was perfectly revived by Ye Zhuo's divine power, but he couldn't withstand the mental breakdown.

Pain!

It hurts so much!

"Feng Qingyang, whether martial arts in the world will decline or not depends on you."

Tai Chi Sword, the Nine Yin Manual, plus the Five Mountains Sword Technique and the Dugu Nine Swords.

If Feng Qingyang were to cultivate with his talent and internal strength...

They will surely reach even greater heights.

Ye Zhuo was too lazy to support martial arts himself, so he simply let Feng Qingyang do it.

"Thank you so much for your great kindness and virtue, senior!"

Feng Qingyang cupped his hands in greeting. He understood that this person was not only his mentor, but also the martial arts master of the entire world.

Until he saw Ning Zhongze, who had been dressed in a black robe and was already exhausted from cultivation to the point of fainting.

Something just doesn't feel right.

Feng Qingyang stood alone in the wind, bewildered.

Ye Zhuo and his group had already left Mount Hua.

Yue Buqun of the Mount Hua Sword Sect, however, had already gone into seclusion to cultivate.