Chapter 459

The sword demon Bu Feng stared, the internal force in his body began to dissipate, and the whole person also lost his strength and fell back.

A generation of sword demons, a master of the Bu family, died like this!

Hoo

After killing the sword demon, the bald uncle also sat heavily on the ground, breathing heavily and sweating all over.

"Uncle, are you okay?"

At this time, Wang Xiao and Han Yue went to the bald uncle and asked with a smile.

"I haven't fought for so many years. I'm just a little weak. It's all right!"

When the bald uncle heard the speech, he waved his hand and smiled.

After a short rest, he got up from the ground, looked at Wang Xiao with complicated eyes and said, "boy, your strength is not under me. I think you are not an unknown person. I don't know your name?"

"My name is Wang Xiao!"

Wang Xiao grinned and said.

Clang

Unexpectedly, after hearing Wang Xiao's words, the kitchen knife in the bald uncle's hand suddenly fell to the ground and made a crisp sound.

"You, you are the Lord of the soul seduction hall, Wang Xiao?"

The bald uncle stared at Wang Xiao and asked.

"Yes, it's me. What's the matter?"

Wang smiled, nodded and asked suspiciously.

He could see the joy on the bald uncle's face as if he had heard something great.

"Member of Bingmo hall, Nie Yun, see you, little Lord!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Nie Yun knelt on one knee, smiled at Wang and arched his hands.

"En? Bing devil hall? Are you the one who once lived in the top ten halls of hell?"

Hearing Nie Yun's words, Wang Xiao's face changed slightly and asked in a deep voice at Nie Yun.

Ten halls of hell have appeared in 20 years. Now he is just rebuilding the old man's ten halls of hell.

According to the old man, the ten Temple Yama has been dissolved in those days, and it is not impossible for many of its ancestors to survive.

After all, the old man was 40 years old when he established the ten hall Yama, but there were many young experts in the ten hall Yama.

Now, twenty years later, those young masters are only in their forties and are in their prime!

"Yes, twenty years ago, I used to be a member of the ten Hall of hell and the hall of soldiers and demons. However, when the ten Hall of hell suddenly dissolved, I returned to China and opened this hot pot shop. With my knife technique, I can cut three plates of fat cattle from others and live a good life."

Nie Yun touched his nose, smiled at Wang Xiaoshan and said.

"Do you have any evidence to prove that you are a member of the soldier demon temple?"

Wang Xiao heard the speech, looked solemn and said in a deep voice.

Although what Nie Yun said was true, it doesn't mean that Wang Xiao would believe him so easily.

After all, now is the key period for the reconstruction of the ten halls of hell. Wang Xiao naturally needs to be vigilant.

Hearing Wang Xiao's words, Nie Yun didn't hesitate. He stood up and reached out to take off his pants.

Ah!

Seeing Nie Yun's action, the cold moon immediately covered her face and screamed.

"What are you doing? Don't you know there are girls here?"

Wang Xiao also waved his hand to stop Nie Yun and scolded.

"Young Lord, don't I want you to my evidence?"

Nie Yun looked wronged and said weakly to Wang Xiao.

"Do you need to take off your pants when you take the evidence? You're obviously playing hooligans in front of the little girl!"

Wang Xiao stared at him and said.

"The evidence of our soldiers and demons is on the big legs..."

Nie Yun's face was blush, but he said helplessly.

Wang smiled and was stunned.

At this time, Nie Yun had already taken off his pants and revealed his big The tattoo on the leg is a dragon shaped giant knife on the left leg and a sword on the right leg. Wang Xiao is very familiar with this sword.

Isn't this his black snake sword?

If he had doubted Nie Yun's identity before, Wang Xiao is now very sure.

This black snake sword is the old man's weapon, so it's normal for the soldiers and Demons hall, which is good at weapons, to carve the old man's weapon on his body as a tattoo.

He had heard from the old man before that there were two tattoos on the body of the soldiers and demons, but the old man didn't say it was engraved there at that time.

Now I see Nie Yunda After the tattoo on his leg, Wang Xiao's face suddenly became a little strange.

Why did the old man let the members of the army demon hall engrave the tattoo on the big wall On the leg, is this any special interest?

"All right, I see. Put your pants on!"

At this time, Wang Xiao coughed and said to Nie Yun.

Nie Yun smiled, put on his pants, smiled at Wang and said, "young Lord, now you believe that I am a member of the military demon hall!"

"No, you are no longer a member of the soldier demon hall!"

Wang smiled and nodded, then shook his head and said.

Nie Yun's face suddenly changed. For people like him who only had ten halls of hell in their eyes, it was more painful to be excluded from the demon hall than to kill him.

He didn't know why Wang Xiao wanted to eliminate him, so he said nervously, "little Lord, why?"

"Uncle Nie Yun, don't be nervous. What I mean is that from today on, you will be the Lord of the soldier devil hall!"

Seeing the nervous look on Nie Yun's face, Wang Xiao waved his hand, smiled at him and said.

"Soldier, Lord of the soldier devil hall?" Nie Yun was stunned when he heard the speech and repeated this sentence.

Immediately, he shook his head again and said, "no, little Lord, I'm just an ordinary member of the military magic hall. Although the military magic hall has disintegrated, even if the military magic hall is rebuilt, I'm not qualified to be the hall Lord!"

"If I say you can, you can!"

Wang Xiao's face was solemn. He looked directly at Nie Yun and said in a deep voice, "because now I am the king of Xindi Tibet!"

Hearing Wang Xiao's words, Nie Yun's body suddenly trembled. It seemed that a withered tree was moistened by the dew and began to glow with vitality.

Since the dissolution of the ten hall Yama, in the past 20 years, although he appears to be a hotpot shop owner, he has never given up his identity as a member of the Bing Mo hall.

The blood drinking knife in my hand never stopped training.

After years of cultivation, his cultivation has also broken through to the perfect state of master Qijin!

All the insistence is just for a fantasy that may not exist at all, and return to the military demon hall!

Now, his fantasy has come true!

For a moment, Nie Yun's eyes were red. He was no longer hypocritical, nodded heavily, smiled at Wang and said, "young Lord, I will be competent!"

"Well, that's good!"

Seeing Nie Yun's firm expression, Wang Xiao nodded with satisfaction.

Immediately, he opened his mouth and said, "Uncle Nie Yun, what's the matter with these people in black?"

Nie Yun smelled the speech, his face was slightly heavy, and said coldly, "these unkind things want the blood drinking knife in my hand. I haven't given up for 20 years..."