The Devil Has No Sky

"Young man, I see you have amazing bones and extraordinary talents. You are a martial arts prodigy. If you accept this sword, you will be the thirteenth generation leader of our demon sect!" An old beggar with a pockmarked face and a tattered body said lovingly to Lu Qi, the second fool in the village, holding a three-inch small wooden sword. The fool took the small wooden sword, which was no bigger than his palm, and nodded like a chicken pecking rice, "I wish..." "The remnants of the devil sect are so brave. They dare to show up in broad daylight. You will die soon!" At this moment, a bald monk suddenly appeared and slapped the old beggar to death. He turned to look at the fool who was still drooling. He grabbed the small wooden sword and threw it out, nailed it to the fool's heart, and shot the fool to death... A generation of demonic leader died in this body~