Peerless Taoist

Han Jinyu laughed twice and suddenly said with a ferocious expression:" Leaving me alive, what kind of thing are you? Elder Yu, cripple both of his legs for me. I will slowly torture him to death "    

"Yes, young master!"    

An old man in a gray robe walked out from behind Han Jinyu.    

This old man seemed to be in his twilight years, but his aura was rather gloomy. Every step he took, the shadows on the ground would move a bit.    

In the shadow under the old man's feet, a black human-shaped shadow suddenly crawled out.    

These human-shaped shadows were like ghosts, climbing up the ground and appearing along the wall.    

Such a scene was simply inconceivable. In the blink of an eye, the entire small courtyard was filled with these kinds of black shadows. At a glance, it was like hell.    

The woman cried out in alarm and retreated. She was stunned by the scene in front of her.    

As for Ning Changsheng, he was also scared until his little face turned deathly pale, but he still protected in front of his mother.    

When Leng Wuxiang saw this scene, he suddenly thought of something, saying, "Phantom following along, you are someone from the Shadow Devil Sect?"    

That gray-robed elder was just about to walk forward when he was suddenly stunned.    

His eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.    

Leng Wuxiang actually revealed his origins with a single word!    

"Who are you!" The gray-robed old man said in a deep voice.    

The Shadow Devil Sect was also a branch of the Demon Sect. In the past, it could be considered a sect with some reputation in the Left Military Residence.    

The Cultivation Methods of this sect was very powerful. It could use shadows to cast spells and attack the opponent. As shadows were invisible and invisible, they could appear and disappear unpredictably. It was difficult to guard against them. Therefore, many people were afraid of the cultivators who saw the Shadow Devil Sect.    

However, there were too few inheritors of the Shadow Devil Sect. Although their Cultivation Methods was powerful, it was a pity that in order to obtain a true inheritance, one needed to have sufficient talent. Not everyone could cultivate the shadow Devil Sect's Cultivation Methods.    

This caused the number of disciples of the Shadow Devil Sect to decrease, and the strength of the sect to weaken gradually. Eventually, the enemy came knocking on their door, and the Shadow Devil Sect was destroyed, disappearing into the vast sea of people.    

The Shadow Devil Sect had been destroyed for a long time, but this young man in front of him had actually revealed the origin of the old man with just a single sentence. This caused the old man to feel quite afraid.    

Leng Wuxiang sized up the grey-robed old man from head to toe, and said faintly, "Looking at your appearance, I do have some impression of you. You must be the one who knelt outside of the Crazy Devil Palace for seven days and requested me, Master, to save the Shadow Devil Sect. Tsk tsk, what a pity. The situation was difficult to defend against, but the Shadow Devil Sect was still destroyed in the end. I never thought that you would actually become someone's slave. This is truly the glory of the sect."    

"Mad Demon Palace... Wait! You are!"    

The grey-robed old man frowned and pondered for a moment before his heart suddenly shook.    

He suddenly remembered that when the Shadow Devil Sect was about to be destroyed, he had run to the Supreme Sect to beg for reinforcements.    

However, as the head of the Demon Sect, how could the Supreme Sect act recklessly just because of the destruction of a small sect? In the end, the Shadow Devil Sect still died.    

The grey-robed old man stared at Leng Wuxiang carefully again. Suddenly, he thought of something and said with a trembling voice, "That's right. You were the child standing by the side at that time. Then... then you are Leng Wuxiang! "    

At the end of his words, the old man's arm began to tremble.    

The Shadow Demon that had been released instantly dissipated.    

"Leng Wuxiang? Who is he?"    

Han Jinyu frowned and asked indifferently.    

He was the son of an official in the Imperial Court. Usually, he only cared about officials in the government and knew very little about matters in the martial arts world. Although Leng Wuxiang was the cult leader, he was still a rising star and was only very famous in the martial arts world.