Quick Transmigration: Male God's Fancy Blackening Manual

Chapter 271 6. Ancient Martial Arts 25
"Strength in numbers?" Zhaohua chuckled with unknown meaning. Even when everyone stared at him with murderous eyes, Zhaohua still showed an indifferent smile.

He also looks like a spring breeze as usual.

It's just that when everyone saw his smile, they somehow felt something bad in their hearts. They are martial arts practitioners, and they usually feel this way before danger comes. It's just that they couldn't figure out why this young man, would put so much pressure on them.

But soon, they knew where the bad feeling came from.

About five or six seconds passed.

They suddenly felt a sound from the house. It sounded like someone was trampling, and it was obviously not just a single person trampling. From their ears, there were at least seven or eight trampling sounds.

They couldn't help looking up vigilantly, but suddenly there was another noise outside.

These martial arts people also ignored Xiao Mingjun and Zhaohua, they left the hut one after another, and then looked outside, just looking at this, they were shocked in their hearts.

It's just because there are people with profound martial arts outside, there are about 30 to [-] people, they are dressed in black, and they look at them with cold and murderous faces.

Many of these people who appeared suddenly were familiar to these decent people, such as Elder Yin, the elder of the criminal law of the Demon Cult, the bloodthirsty old man and the poisonous flower girl, etc.

When they saw these people, they couldn't help but widen their eyes, clenched the weapons in their hands and looked at them vigilantly.

"How did you appear here?!"

It was Elder Yin who answered, "Of course it is to pick up our leader, but we just heard that you want to harm our leader?"

The current situation is definitely not good for decent people.

To be honest, there are only seven or eight of them who are decent people with good martial arts skills. But this time, all the demon sect's fighters are masters among masters, not to mention that the demon sect also has the leader of the demon sect who is a top expert.

It's just that they still don't know who the leader of the demon sect is.

They vaguely guessed in their hearts that the young man named Zhaohua was the leader of the Devil's Cult, but they really couldn't combine this young man who always smiled gently with the devil's leader who was extremely vicious and good at making poison.

"Who is your leader?"

The others remained silent, showing expressions of respect and lowering their heads.

Because Zhaohua came out step by step, followed by Xiao Mingjun.

When Zhaohua came out, the other Demon Cult talents said in unison: "Welcome to the leader."

The others looked at Zhaohua in a daze, they didn't expect that he was really the leader of the Demon Cult.

There was an unclear smile on the corner of Zhaohua's mouth, he turned his head to look at Xiao Mingjun and said, "You guessed my identity a long time ago?"

It's not a guess, it's told by the system.

Xiao Mingjun shook his head.

Zhaohua said: "Then why aren't you curious about my identity as the leader of the Demon Cult?"

Regarding this, Xiao Mingjun can only say that she was really embarrassed just now, so she didn't notice the fake expression for a while.

At this time, in order to be able to hug her thigh, Xiao Mingjun didn't even need moral integrity.

She showed a dog-legged smile and said to Zhaohua: "Because you seem to be a powerful person, so I was just rejoicing just now."

Zhaohua did not expose Xiao Mingjun's lies as always, he said: "In this case, you will follow me back to the Devil's Cult from now on. When you get there, even if you regret it, there is nothing you can do."

(End of this chapter)