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Chapter 367 Fake Martial Disciples

Fu Jingtao will not give in easily, nor will he waste time complaining. Instead of lamenting and regretting, it is better to try to solve the problem. During the trip to the Demon Valley, he was fortunate to realize the sword intent of the great master, so it is normal to endure the demon blood disaster.

After all, in this world, no one can take advantage of it without suffering.

Besides, whether a person becomes a demon is not determined by the magic skill. Looking around the major sects of Baidao, there are many people who come from a decent sect but are willing to be a demon. As long as he can conquer his inner demons, he can still be a hero.

Fu Jingtao was excited and went ashore to put on his clothes, shoes and socks.

He was thinking about which direction to go, and suddenly he heard the sound of wind in the northeast, and a group of women in colorful silk clothes floated up. They were beautiful, graceful, tall as willows, or small and exquisite, each with their own charm.

, it is dazzling.

The women fell to the ground lightly, looked at Fu Jingtao, whose hair was wet, and chirped, "Oh, the cold pool of Bishui has entered the outsider!" "This kid has dirty the water in the pond, how can we wash it?

"Hehe, do you think he looks very manly?" "You little slutty hooves have moved your heart? If the master knows, you will definitely suck your little mouth!"

The sound of orioles in the valley is full of fragrant fragrance.

Fu Jingtao thought of lightning. These women were blazing and bold and beautiful, and appeared in the wilderness. They probably were not disciples of some famous and upright sects. He deliberately pretended to be vulgar and said, "Hey,

Girls, who knows how to walk to Baoxi Road?"

There were seven women in total, and they exchanged glances with each other, and their smiles were trembling. One of the girls with round faces and big eyes and white skin as white as snow smiled and said, "Aren't you here to participate in the 'Qinling Alliance'?

What are you doing when you go to Baoxi Road?" Another mature and charming beauty smiled and said, "Since you have passed by Crying Demon Ridge, why don't you post to worship the mountain?"

Fu Jingtao was stunned and immediately realized that the other party had misunderstood that he was a disciple of the Demon Sect. Where is this so-called "Qinling Alliance" held? Is it a grand event in the Demon Sect? Who is contacting the host? At that time, Xiao Hen,

Will Luo Ming show up? Shaking his head and said, "This is the first time I have gone deep into the Qinling Mountains. I have lost my direction. How can I know the location of the Crying Demon Ridge?"

The mature beauty gave a charming look: "You are so talented and brave, you are from the Qinling Mountains alone! I wonder which sect or which sect comes from?"

Fu Jingtao laughed and said, "Are you questioning me?"

The mature beauty laughed and said, "This radius of hundreds of miles belongs to my territory of Crying Demon Ridge. You are intruding in without authorization. Should you report your own home?"

Fu Jingtao smiled and asked, "Who is the one who obeys the orders of the Crying Demon Ridge?"

The mature beauty said strangely: "Master Crying Demon is one of the 108 demon stars of the Heavenly Demon Sect. Of course, I obey the Demon Lord Xiao Hen!"

"So you are disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect!"

Fu Jingtao's expression changed, and his demonic energy was fluctuating all over his body. He was worried about how to join the Demon Sect, and God immediately solved a big problem for him. However, Xiao Hen is the leader of the Demon Sect, and he is busy with all kinds of things every day, just like a dragon without seeing its head and tail, it is normal

If you want to see me, you have to wait until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.

He had a sudden inspiration and suddenly laughed at the sky and said, "Xiao Hen is my life-and-death enemy! You deserve to be unlucky when you meet me today!"

The beauties were startled and shouted angrily: "The Demon Lord looks down on the world and has great magical powers. What qualifications are you to be enemies with him?" "Bah, don't stick gilds to your face!"

Fu Jingtao said in a deep voice: "My master is Wu Li, the Blood Demon King!"

The dispute between Xiao Hen and Wu Li's sect leader is well known to everyone in the Heavenly Demon Sect. Wu Li first gained the upper hand, but Xiao Hen bravely entered the Blood Demon Cave, crossed the threshold of the master first, and won the support of the demons. Wu Li was worried about being Xiao

He found a reason to kill him, so he fled from the sect in a hurry and wandered around the world. But he was unwilling to do so. He repeatedly assassinated Xiao Hen's confidant, causing trouble in the Demon Sect again and again, and was regarded as a "small person" by Xiao Hen.

The number one disaster.

The beauties gasped: "Are you a Wu Li disciple?!" Wu Li's reputation of cruel killing spread throughout the Demon Sect. It is the demon among the Demons, which is terrifying. How could the disciples he taught were good?

Fu Jingtao said proudly: "Are you scared? If you want to survive, immediately kneel down and accept me."

The beauties changed color and drew their weapons to guard themselves. The screams and curses resounded throughout the valley. They believed that they were crowded and the Crying Demon Ridge was close at hand. With the help of experts at any time, how could they bow to a stranger?

Fu Jingtao smiled and said, "If you don't leave your life, I will do your best!" After that, he drew his sword and slashed it hard on his head. The sword light was as bright as snow, and his hands were ruthless.

In order to meet Xiao Hen as soon as possible, he did not hesitate to pretend to be a martial artist and a lie, hoping that the more people knew, the better. He concluded that as long as Xiao Hen received the news, he would probably take action to eliminate the root of the disease. As for how to end in the end, he didn't care about so many things.

It's right.

He deliberately humiliated the girls to intensify the conflict and find excuses to make things worse.

The steel knife whistled through the air, with the intention of the knife first, and the cold murderous aura reached people's hearts.

All the beauties were as if they were poured by ice water, and their limbs were almost frozen. Some were afraid to avoid them, some tried to roam and attack sideways, and some wanted to forcibly parry, and they could not form a formation to deal with it in a hurry. Although they all practiced

However, the magic sect technique has always been protected by the crying demons. It lacks the experience of actual combat and is difficult to correctly resolve the killing moves.

Fu Jingtao has experienced a long killing formation and saw the level of the women at a glance. He secretly increased his strength in his hands and decided to fight quickly.

Dangdang!

Mars splashed as the knife fell, and several weapons fell out of their hands.

Fu Jingtao was in power and refused to forgive others. He followed the sword and rushed into his opponent. The blade flew up and down, outlining the charming blood flowers.

During the meeting, three women fell to the knife and died on the spot, with a look of fear frozen on their faces.

Fu Jingtao shook his sword and hardened his heart and shouted, "Don't you kneel down for me!"

The other four beauties were so scared that they were all cold. When they ran into such a sarcastic devil, they would surely die if they resisted. Their knees softened and they knelt on the ground, trembling like a lamb.

Fu Jingtao stared at the snow-white necks of the girls and said coldly: "How many masters are there in the Crying Demon Ridge? What is the secret trap? How good is the ability of Crying Demon compared to Wu Li?"

The women's hairs stood up behind their necks, answering questions honestly, not daring to hide anything.

Fu Jingtao roughly understood the situation of Crying Demon Ridge and sneered: "Crying Demon is old and old, like a tiger with all its teeth lost. He just scares people with his former might! He occupied Crying Demon Ridge for so many years, so he should move.

Move your butt."

"You, you want to go to Crying Demon Ridge alone?!"
Chapter completed!
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