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Chapter 511 The Apprentice Is a Big Boss in the Demon World (67)

After a while, Yan Ping said, "Why don't we make a deal?"

Wei Xi smiled, and said in a gentle and distant tone, "You want to use me to kill Yan Li, so that if you win the battle, you will be the only candidate for the next Demon Lord of the Demon Clan."

Yan Ping sighed: "Who made him always show off?"

Ruo Yanli is still the same as before, hiding in a dark and damp corner peacefully, being a little mouse that everyone can bully and insult.

Instead of the proud attitude of being outstandingly capable and highly valued by his father as he is now.

How could he bear to get rid of him?

Wei Xi seemed to think about it seriously, and said, "But how can I be sure that you two brothers won't join forces to lie to me?"

"Yan Li and I have always been at odds. Only when he dies can I become the next Demon Lord." As he spoke, Yan Ping was afraid that Wei Xi would not believe him, so he comforted him, "Don't worry, whether we get rid of you or Yan Li, Neither will have any influence on the Great War."

But just live longer.

"Since it won't affect the battle, why should I make a deal with you?" Wei Xi said, "If I want to take revenge, I can just kill Yan Li myself during the battle."

Yan Ping smiled slightly: "Forgive me, with Yan Li's current cultivation, you may not be his match."

"Accidents happen during the battle, can you guarantee that everything will not go out of control?" He said, took out a note from his sleeve, and handed it to Wei Xi: "There is only one chance, Peak Master Yue Xi might as well think about it."

After Wei Xi took the note, Yan Ping left.

The note said that when Tomorrow Chou, he arranged everything in advance in the peach forest not far from Wanyunzong, and designed to lure Yanli there.

It was the night of the full moon at that time, and the magic skills Yan Li cultivated would be suppressed that night, leaving only [-]% of his cultivation base, but the [-]% of his cultivation base should not be underestimated, if there was her help, Yan Li would undoubtedly die.

Wei Xi burned the note after reading it, then walked down the steps and entered the spirit pool.

……

The head of the sect discussed the countermeasures with the suzerains overnight, and the next morning, the suzerains rushed back to their respective sects and recalled all the disciples who had been training outside.

For the sake of the battle, the entire sect was shrouded in a depressing and dignified atmosphere, and the disciples no longer had the usual hippie fights. They either practiced in their own rooms or gathered in the martial arts field to practice swords.

Wei Xi walked all the way, and the path was quite deserted. Even if one or two disciples passed by, they still looked serious and walked in a hurry.

She went to the master's study.

The door of the study room was open, and the master was standing in front of the desk, writing a letter with a pen and paper. Standing beside him was a tall and straight disciple with handsome facial features.

This disciple is Fu Chun, the second disciple of the head of the sect.

When Fuchun saw Wei Xi, he quickly bowed and saluted, "Master Uncle."

Wei Xi stepped into the room, raised his eyes and glanced at the table and the stamped paper in Fu Chun's hand: "These are the letters to be sent out?"

Fu Chun nodded, then lowered his voice and said: "There are more than 130 sects, big and small, and 42 letters have been sent just now."

The Wanyun Sect has stood for a long time, and there are many rival sects, but the war is imminent, and the past grievances are not so important.

Fuchun looked at the slightly trembling hand of the head master holding the writing brush, and said worriedly: "Master, please rest for a while."

The headmaster looked at the paper on the table, put down his pen and rubbed his sore wrist, only to find Wei Xi when he raised his eyes, and said angrily, "Is your injury better?"

(End of this chapter)