Uncle Jiu: I punish the criminals according to the will of Heaven, and you say I’m arrogant?

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"You are talking nonsense, you are messing with your mother's head!"

"Master, I request that these bastards who are talking nonsense be arrested, and then have Qiongqi trap their monkeys."

Fu Meng, who was walking on the road, suddenly moved his ears slightly, followed by a very generous greeting.

No, are you crazy?

Is the chaos the Tao? It is clearly rules and order.

You still want to mess with people? Do you know who your master is? Do you know what the four words "the aura of the king of man" mean? I won't see Fu Meng until I squeeze out your yolk.

"How many times have you heard that!"

"Eight times in total!"

Yang Lingxiao frowned slightly.

It doesn't matter if you change your ways or methods, but if you want to praise the chaotic ways, then it has something to do with me.

In the law of heaven, I follow the orders of the Lord of Heaven to punish those who commit evil deeds; in the law of man, he is a Taoist priest who protects the common people; in the law of earth, he is the Son of Heaven in the small world and the head of the Department of Punishment.

This chaos is not the Tao, it is clearly me who is in chaos.

When it comes to dealing with this group of inhuman things, the master has a very unique and smooth way of dealing with them.

The right hand has the Five Thunder Method, the Altar Method of Heavenly Soldiers and Generals, and the Five Thunder Orthodox Method.

Samadhi true fire on the top of the head.

The left hand uses the magic whip to subdue demons, and also a Tianpeng ruler.

If this goes on, those inhuman things will definitely die.

If the other party is acting sneakily, it means that he has bad intentions towards you. Since he has the intention, he will take the initiative to attack you. If he attacks you first, you will be forced to ask your uncle to come down to earth to play with you, right?

In a word!

Just get your stuff together and do it. If you can't win, then think about how to escape.

"Good friend, come in and have a chat!"

Faintly, the voice of the sword spirit suddenly rang in Yang Lingxiao's ears.

"What's wrong, Big Brother?"

Badao Weimeng asked as he looked at Yang Lingxiao who suddenly stopped.

If the eldest brother stops, it means that there are demons and monsters watching him from the surroundings. Demons and monsters are equivalent to walking collectors of good karma, watching him secretly and plotting something bad?

Brothers, draw your swords!

"Let's find a place to rest!"

Yang Lingxiao gave a casual order, and the whole person turned into a stream of light and disappeared again, leaving only Fu Meng with a wide-eyed look and Qiongqi laughing wildly.

Dog demon, your master doesn't want you anymore. The master belongs to me now.

"Wait until Senior Brother finishes his retreat!"

"Badao Weimeng, you guard the east; east, south, west, north, you guard the south. The two elders, you guard the west. Fu Meng, Heishan, the rest of us guard the north."

Shi Shaojian does like to seek death, but in front of his elder brother, he is like a child who has not grown up.

Only when Yang Lingxiao is not around can you see in him the majesty of a great sect's heir and the law enforcement elder of Maoshan.

"Yes, senior brother!"

"Peace at ease, little friend!"

"Don't worry!"

A golden light flashed across, and this time Yang Lingxiao appeared in a palace filled with golden light. There was nothing in the palace, only an endless staircase in front of him.

"My good friend, what do you see?"

The sword spirit suddenly appeared and asked, his battle robe rustling behind him, and there was an invincible aura mixed in it.

The only thing missing is to engrave the six words "I am invincible, you can do whatever you want" on my body.

Yang Lingxiao looked again, and the stairs that he couldn't see the bottom of just now changed again. This time, he saw a battlefield.

The battlefield was filled with the afterimages of swords and knives, and the fluorescent light produced by the collision of magic power was even more roaring.

The figure beside Yang Lingxiao was a human wearing armor, while the one opposite him was a ferocious figure with demonic energy all over his body, his eyes were blood red and extremely terrifying.

魔！

"Buzz!"

There was a loud roar, and by the time Yang Lingxiao reacted, he had already been pulled into the center of the battlefield.

Seeing the demonic shadows rushing towards him, Yang Lingxiao subconsciously swung the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand. The sword shadows flashed, and several demonic shadows were crushed to pieces immediately.

"break!"

He threw the sword into the air and pointed with his finger. Immediately, the Xuanyuan Sword, carrying infinite golden light and divine power, fell into the group of demon shadows.

"Boom!"

The golden sword slashed down, and another group of demon shadows were chopped into pieces.

"Xuanyuan boy, this demon king will destroy your human world today!"

Suddenly, a deafening roar resounded over the entire battlefield. Looking up, one saw a figure standing in the air with demonic energy all around him, two horns on his head, and an aura of tyranny. With a wave of his hand, a demonic shadow appeared in the sky.

Isn’t this the Demon Lord that the Sword Spirit always cries out for to solo?

Killing the Demon Lord is Xuanyuan Sword's only remaining hobby.

"Demon Lord, the existence of demons has its own reasons!"

"If you retreat now, I can guarantee that the human world and the demon world will coexist!" Before the roaring sound had died down, a majestic yet noble voice sounded from the left.

The figure was wearing gold and silver armor, holding the Xuanyuan Sword, and behind him were countless people descending from the human world.

"Humans are nothing but ants!"

"Xuanyuan boy, are you going to surrender or not?"

"kill!"

The Demon Lord roared and attacked from a distance.

Yang Lingxiao frowned slightly. Even though he knew it was an illusion, he still used his strongest killing move. If the real Demon Lord couldn't be defeated, why couldn't he allow him to defeat an illusion?

"Golden light!"

"Buzz!"

The full-level Golden Light Spell was immediately activated, and the distant golden light pierced the sky. When it fell, it turned into an endless and dazzling beam of light that spread across the entire battlefield.

"Tianmen, appear!"

The golden light quickly condensed, presenting a giant phantom of a sky gate that fell heavily towards the Demon Lord in the distance.

"Ling Xiao, Congeal!"

With an angry roar, the figure of Lingxiao Palace immediately appeared. Once the divine power contained in it spread out, countless demon soldiers and demon shadows were blown into ashes.

The palace turned again, like a pagoda, covering the Demon Lord who blew away the phantom of Nantianmen.

The golden light condensed into a knife, strangling the Demon Lord to wail endlessly.

"Demon Lord, are you willing to retreat?!"

Yang Lingxiao asked, holding the Xuanyuan Sword and pointing at the Demon Lord from a distance.

"dream!!!"

"The human world must perish!" The Demon Lord roared endlessly, trying to blow the Lingxiao Palace in the void to pieces.

"Retreat or not?"

"boom!"

The golden light fell again, and the Demon Lord was immediately pressed to his knees on the ground.

"Don't retreat!"

"The human world must perish!"

"Child, everything is born for a reason!"

"If he is stubborn and refuses to change, I can wipe him out with the force of thunder!" The gentle but majestic voice of Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi appeared in Yang Lingxiao's ears.

"swing!!!!"

Yang Lingxiao's eyes were filled with anger, and his mind moved slightly. All the demonic shadows covered by the golden light made sharp sounds of joy, and the golden light was full of fire, surging endlessly.

"swing!"

After two sounds, the figure of the Demon Lord immediately collapsed into nothingness.

Thousands of demonic shadows evaporated, and the black clouds above the entire battlefield immediately dissipated completely.

"Child, take the sword!"

"brush!"

A cold golden light descended from the sky, and Yang Lingxiao immediately reached out to take it. With the two Xuanyuan swords in his hands, an extremely mysterious and majestic aura immediately appeared around him.

Another golden light hung down, and then went straight into the center of Yang Lingxiao's eyebrows.

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