"Nevil?"

The young girl's beautiful eyes turned, and she flew over Guo Fan reluctantly again, asking: "The Demon Sword is already invincible in the world, what kind of nemesis can she meet?"

"Is this..."

The storyteller smiled gently, and did not rush to touch him. Instead, he slowly picked up the tea on the table in front of him and took a sip.

"Storyteller, you can accept it when you see it is ready!"

On the table opposite, several young people shouted: "The money I had just given to the young master can't fill your appetite?"

"never mind."

A young man in a goose yellow gold-edged robe smiled and shook his hands and threw out more than a dozen big money.

"Give it, keep talking!"

“Aoop!”

When the big money fell on the table, it did not jump up, but instead made a sound, and a dull sound came from it.

This is an extremely exquisite technique of exercising strength. The person who uses it can achieve a small achievement.

"What a thousand-handed dart, a good way for Mr. Gao."

The spectators were highly savvy and immediately cheered loudly, and the young people on the table also praised each other.

"Ha ha……"

Young Master Gao laughed, his eyes seemingly swept over Guo Fan and Bao Qin: "It's just a small trick, I dare not take it as praise."

"Storyteller, keep going!"

"snort!"

Baoqin hummed softly: "What's so great? I can do the Tang Sect's technique of raining flowers all over the sky!"

As a person around Zhenwuhou, she could see all the martial arts of the world, not to mention that there was Manager Tang.

The sky is known as the unique skill of the Tang sect, but it is indeed good at holding the piano, but it is not considered proficient.

“Yes, yes.”

Guo Fan nodded helplessly and said, "You are not young anymore. You don't have to compete with others."

"yes."

Hu Qin curled the corner of her mouth, but she still nodded honestly.

"Thank you, Mr. Gao, for your reward!"

The young man who was obviously recognized by the storyteller smiled and put away the big money in front of him and continued to speak.

"The third generation successor of the Magic Sword is also a stunning and beautiful person. There are also rumors that the magic sword technique in his hands is better than the blue."

He stroked his beard lightly, his eyes were faint, and his voice was even more erratic, as if he had attracted everyone to that time.

"It's a pity that he met Pingtian's sword, Li Lingfei, and Li Daxia!"

Pingtian’s sword Li Lingfei.

Guo Fan's eyes flashed, and some records about this person appeared in Zhenwusi's mind.

"This hero Li has his ancestors, and his family has declined."

"When he was young, he became a disciple of Mr. Mo, the master of Ten Thousand Swords. He learned his exquisite sword skills and was also considered a famous figure in the world."

The storyteller's beard shook and continued, "It's a pity that the Demon Sect was in full swing at that time and suppressed the people in the world."

"The Lord of Ten Thousand Swords was killed by the third generation of the Demon Sword successor, and Li Daxia himself was also in trouble."

The young girl said on the side: "Even Mr. Li's master is not the opponent of the successor of the Demon Sword, so how could he become the nemesis of the Demon Sword?"

"Ha ha……"

The storyteller laughed loudly when he heard this: "When God is going to give a great responsibility to this man, he must first suffer his heart and mind and hungry his body. Hero Li is the kind of unyielding hero who will not only not fall, but will not fall against the trend when he encounters tempering."

"He later escaped from the Demon Sect Prison, and was unknown for several years, and suddenly shone brightly."

"In a few months, one man picked several branches of the Demon Sect, forcing the Demon Sword successor to confront him."

"That battle..."

The young girl was excited and asked urgently: "How was the battle like that? Grandpa, please tell me?"

I have to say that she is a qualified supporting actor and thinks about the listener every time she asks.

"No one knows what the outcome of that battle will be."

The storyteller sighed leisurely and shook his head and said, "It is reported that the sky and the earth were dark in that battle, the sun and the moon were dull. In the end, they were buried at the endless seabed. Since then, they have not appeared in the world."

“…”

Guo Fan remained silent.

In the records of Zhenwusi, the descriptions of the storyteller are similar, and they are a little exaggerated.

It is true that these two people are too outstanding. When later generations describe, they will unconsciously add some imagination.

But when Li Daxia was trapped in the Demon Sect, he was actually destroyed by someone's dantian Qihai, his meridians were destroyed, and his martial arts were completely destroyed.

Later, he was able to go against death and rebirth, and his cultivation level improved greatly, which was indeed beyond everyone's expectations.

The young girl's beautiful eyes turned and asked, "Hero Li and the descendant of the Demon Sword disappeared together. Where is the Demon Sect?"

"The descendant of the Demon Sword died, and the inheritance was cut off. The Demon Sect naturally became divided and no longer existed."

The storyteller stroked his beard, glanced at the girl, and said, "I know what you want to ask, how did the magic sect come from now, right?"

"Grandpa's eyes are as sharp as a torch."

The girl smiled sweetly, with two cute dimples on her face.

"Ha ha……"

The storyteller smiled and said, "Grandpa ate more salt than you eat, how can you not see through your little thoughts?"

As he said that, he patted Xingmu and said, "The Demon Sect is divided into pieces, one of which only accepts female disciples, named Su Nu Sect."

"Although this Su Nu Sect is passed down from the Demon Sect and most of its disciples are from Feng Chen, at most it is considered an evil way but not a demon sect."

"and……"

He tasted the tea and continued: "The previous few leaders of Su Nu Sect were all veritable fairies, so they are not bad in the world."

"Until..., the innocent fairy Wei Li took over the position of sect leader."

"Fairy Fairy?"

The woman's eyes moved and said, "One of the five overlords, the current leader of the Demon Sect."

"Of course it's her."

The storyteller nodded and said, "This woman is a cold-hearted person, cruel and ruthless person, kills her master, slaughters, destroys the clan, and has blood on her hands."

"But she is indeed very good at it. She unified the Demon Sect again after decades and became the lord of the Demon Sect."

Killing the master, slaughtering the clan, destroying the clan?

Guo Fan's eyes sank.

In the past twenty years, what did the little girl Wei Li encounter? Whether it is rumors in the world or the records of Zhenwusi, she is a veritable devil.

It is completely opposite to the impression he gave back then.

Li Yuanxiang died, the Wei family was extinct, and the huge Kunlun Sect was slaughtered by one of them!

"Then... can she know the magic sword?"

The girl asked about the curiosity in many people's hearts.

"How is that possible?"

The storyteller smiled and said, "If she had known the magic sword, she would have been invincible in the world. The whole world was afraid that she would be trembling under her tyranny."

"Besides, the destruction of the Demon Sect was the first to send troops to encircle and suppress it. Even if the Demon Sword is left behind, it will definitely be in the Wushuo Session of the Court."

"Zhenwusi?"

The girl tilted her head and her eyes showed curiosity.

"Ahem..."

The storyteller's face changed, and he immediately coughed lightly, lowering his head and said, "Don't talk about state affairs, don't talk about state affairs."

"Storyteller, keep going!"

Someone teased at the table of Mr. Gao: "King Jing founded Zhenwusi and died bizarrely. We all love to hear about these."

"If you say it well, I will be rewarded with great rewards!"

"Several people were joking."

The storyteller smiled awkwardly and hurriedly picked up the teacup to cover his cheeks so that he would not be too embarrassed.
To be continued...