Chapter 223: Shocking Demon Killing City! He Can Be Called a Land Swordsman!

The demon wolf governor who was vertically cut in half by the Demon-Breaking Sword did not lose his vitality... The severed section of his body was constantly leaking a large amount of blood, and even the internal organs inside were leaking out.

But its two halves of the body were still twitching, and its strong and powerful limbs were also constantly moving.

Those pair of green eyes were staring at Fan Wu.

That look seemed to be mocking Fan Wu.

It seems to be saying - your sword can't kill me!

"Let the sword energy flow for a while." However, Fan Wu calmly put the Demon-Breaking Sword into the scabbard, with a smile on his face, looking straight ahead at the huge body of the Demon Wolf Commander.

Suddenly!

The power of the Demon-Breaking Sword in the Demon Wolf Governor's body is destroying its two bodies wantonly! One eye on each half of Demon Wolf Commander's body suddenly widened a lot.

Obviously it didn't expect that it... had just laughed at Fan Wu, but the next moment, before dying, he would feel such intense pain.

The Demon Wolf Commander's consciousness gradually began to fade, and he could feel that his body was breaking apart and disintegrating.

The power of the Demon-Breaking Sword tore its body into pieces, which were even smaller than dust.

With a gentle breeze blowing, those dust-like fragments flew all over the sky.

Looking around, it looks like a black mist is floating into the distance and then falling on the earth.

The demon wolf governor's body has completely disintegrated!

At this moment, whether it is its body, its soul, or its consciousness, it has been completely wiped out between heaven and earth!

as if……

There has never been such a monster in the world.

"Huh!" Fan Wu blew gently, blowing away the last wisp of demon ashes.

Also at the same time, add system kill prompts...

It just appeared!

[You successfully killed the "Monster Wolf Commander under Sanqing Demon Lord". Congratulations on getting free attribute points: 35! 】

Such a powerful demon was killed by Fan Wu's sword. The time that passed during this period was definitely not more than one stick of incense.

This was the reason why Fan Wu fought with the real demon body for the first time, so... Fan Wu gave him many opportunities, but it was a pity that he did not seize the opportunity.

If Fan Wu didn't give it some chances, it might only take two or three swords to kill it.

no way……

Such a demon may seem terrifying, but compared to Fan Wu, it is nothing.

Because Fan Wu is even more terrifying!

Demon Wolf Commander's [Life] attribute may be hundreds of times that of Fan Wu, but at best he can live longer than in the morning, and his health bar is just a little thicker than Fan Wu... You know, in terms of [Strength] attribute, Fan Wu is better than him The [Strength] attribute has increased by more than a hundred!

After all, Fan Wu's basic attributes may not be very high, but the increase in his skill attributes is very exaggerated. Together with those skill increases, it is enough to make his [Strength] attribute break through the 400 mark!

The Demon Wolf Commander's [Strength] attribute is only 300 at full capacity. How can such an attribute value be compared with Fan Wu?

"It can be considered a fruitful harvest... Although the Great Yan Dynasty is not in a state of chaos like the Great Zhou Dynasty. But... Tsk, there are more ghosts and snake gods hidden in it than the Great Zhou Dynasty. Much more.”

Fan Wu sighed: "Even in terms of quality, it is much higher than the monsters of the Zhou Dynasty..."

Of course, this refers to ignoring the Immortal Lord of the Evil Way.

Because that existence is too out of the ordinary.

Fan Wu felt that...with the power of the Great Master, if he came to the Great Yan Dynasty, he would not be able to control the wind and rain in the Evil God Realm. At most, he would only have an above-average qualification!

That’s all!

Thinking about it this way, the great venerable Fan Wuxin had no strong character in his heart, but his strong character dropped sharply.

Um!

That’s right!

Even though the great venerable had already burped, Fan Wu was still there, persecuting it in his heart.

…

"It's over...ahem...it's over..." The few Yamen monks who ran over to check the situation were about to pee with fright.

They were knocked out by the aftermath just now, and they have not recovered until now. They feel a sharp pain in every muscle in their body, and every bone seems to be cracked. Their expressions are... A bared grin.

But there was no resentment in their hearts, because they knew that they were lucky enough to not have died.

You must know that they are less than ten miles away from that terrifying demon.

Such a distance sounds very far, but in a terrifying battle of this level, it is very close!

A Yamen cultivator looked at the demons dissipating between heaven and earth in the distance. He felt his mouth and tongue dry for a while. He endured the severe pain in his body. He asked his companions next to him: "Such a thing, How should we report to the governor?"

His companions... were also lost in thought, and for a moment, they didn't know what to respond.

After a long silence, one of them smiled bitterly and said, "It seems that I can only report it truthfully!"

The question is such an outrageous thing. If they report it truthfully, will the prefect believe it?

If someone told them something like this, they would think that person was bragging? Or... was he drunk and talking nonsense?

"Who on earth drafted such a wanted order for Fan Wu from Prisoner of the Dragon Temple?" A Yamen cultivator said with a bitter smile: "This...isn't this harming people?"

"How can you be so sure... that the man fighting the demon is Fan Wu from the Prisoner of the Dragon Temple?"

"Didn't you hear how that demon yelled at you?"

"Even the demon revealed his identity."

"Yeah..." Another Yamen cultivator agreed: "Even if a god descends to earth, he may not be able to defeat him, right?"

After saying such a sentence, it seemed that their thoughts had opened up.

"You said Fan Wu from the Prisoner of the Dragon Temple was a deity from heaven who came down to earth, right?" Someone made a speculation like this: "Only a deity from heaven who descended to earth can kill such a monster. Bar?"

To be honest, they really couldn't imagine how much damage such a terrifying monster would cause if it entered the Demon-Slaying City. Wouldn't it burn the entire city to the ground?

Even if it wasn't as exaggerated as they imagined, at least hundreds of thousands of people would have to be killed, right?

hiss!

The huge Monster Killing City actually only has a population of about one million. Killing hundreds of thousands of people would mean a sudden reduction of half of the population!

Scary!

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Chenghuang Temple.

The movement in the distance gradually disappeared, but it did not calm the ups and downs of everyone's hearts. There was thick cold sweat on everyone's face. They wanted to crane their necks to see what was going on outside the city.

But the City Emperor Temple is still a long way from the outside of the city, and most of the cultivators in the City Emperor Temple are not particularly high-level, not even as good as the prefect of Demon Killing City.

Even if... they could really stretch their necks to a height of tens of meters, there would be no way to see clearly what was happening in the distance.

They only knew that the heart-stirring movement disappeared, and the sword light that penetrated the world also disappeared before their eyes.

The monks in the Chenghuang Temple were all looking at each other.

You can all see the look of horror on their faces.

"Is it over? Did the demon win? Or did the wanted criminal win?" Someone swallowed his saliva secretly and said in a weak voice.

"It seems that Fan Wu, the Dragon Prisoner who is wanted by the imperial court, won, right? Didn't you see that the huge demon has disappeared?"

"That's good, at least it's a person who wins, not a terrifying demon."

"Yes! If that demon breaks into the city, tens of thousands of people will not be enough for it to eat."

"With the size of that monster, tens of thousands of people may only be enough for it to eat one meal!"

"Is that demon really the City Emperor? Does it mean that the wanted criminal killed the City Emperor? If he is not the City Emperor, then where is the real City Emperor? Or, is it? This demon killed the City Emperor, and then he pretended to be the City Emperor and ate our incense? "

"Hiss! Do you want to say something so scary? A city emperor is also a god in the sky, right? How can a majestic city emperor be killed so easily?"

"The City Emperor is already a god, will a god die? Stop joking!"

"Yes, aren't all gods immortal?"

"Um... being immortal doesn't mean that you won't die, right? Everyone says that the gods in the sky are immortal, but no one says that the gods in the sky are immortal!"

"Ah this..."

"..."

Listening to the discussions of the cultivators around her, Yun Jiuqing glanced at the changes in their expressions, and then looked into the distance. She said, "Sure enough, such a demon is no match for Daozhang Fan. ”

"Yes!" Liu Feng said with emotion: "A demon that can disguise itself as a city emperor, even if it is not as good as the real city emperor, it is probably not much worse."

"But... as these people said, where has the local city emperor gone? Why did he let a demon pretend to be her?"

Liu Feng was very confused: "Could it be that it was just as these people guessed, and there was an accident?"

In the past, he would not have believed that something unexpected would happen to a city emperor.

After all, the city emperor is a god. What accidents will happen to the god?

But since he came into contact with Master Fan Wu, he knew that even gods can have accidents and even die!

Xing Fengzi said: "Either there is no city emperor in this city, or... something really happened."

"It's not easy to live as a god these days!" Yun Jiuqing murmured to himself, "It's better to be an ordinary human ascetic."

At least as a human ascetic, the weird things you encounter are basically ordinary evil ghosts or weird things.

But when you are a god, you encounter evil gods or demons.

It might even be some kind of extraterrestrial demon!

It sounds very scary!

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The yamen of Zhuyao City.

"Why haven't those guys I sent out come back yet?" The prefect of Monster Killing City kept pacing back and forth in the yamen. You can imagine how anxious he felt now, so much so that he My palms are sweating now.

The prefect of Demon Killing City looked up into the distance, his brows deeply furrowed, anxiety and confusion coexisting on his face: "And why do you feel that there is no movement? The fight... is this over?"

Although he didn't know exactly what happened, he could barely guess...

There must be something very powerful, a terrifying demon fighting!

He didn't know who that being was, or that the other person was not a human at all, let alone whether it was an enemy or a friend. What if there were two monsters fighting each other?

The worst possibility emerged in his mind, which made the governor of Demon Killing City secretly gulp down his saliva.

He felt that if all the worst possibilities in his mind came true, then he would not be the only one who would lose his life and his hat.

Family members may also be implicated!

Even clan members!

Thinking of this, the prefect of Demon Killing City couldn't help but shudder. If it was really because of this incident that he was punished by three tribes or even nine tribes... then he would have no place to cry out for injustice. !

After all, he felt that the appearance of the demon had nothing to do with him...

Well……

perhaps?

He didn't know how long he had been waiting in the Yamen. His anxiety made him drink cup after cup of tea. Now he threw all the tea leaves that he was reluctant to make in the teapot into the teapot, and then poured it into his mouth like drinking boiled water.

While he was waiting anxiously and drinking until his bladder was a little swollen, a call finally came from outside.

"Master Taishou, Master Taishou, they are back!"

Such a shout made the prefect of Demon Killing City stand up suddenly, as if his eyes were about to light up.

He didn't care about the city, and didn't ask anyone to bring those people over, but went there himself.

He trotted along.

Came outside the Yamen.

"I've seen the prefect!" The group of people outside the Yamen did not expect that the prefect would actually come out on his own initiative. They hurriedly greeted the prefect of Monster Killing City respectfully and saluted.

"Don't worry about these things. What happened?" The eunuch of Monster Killing City looked at the few Yamen cultivators who were sent by him to check the situation. Then he discovered that there was something unusual about these people. miserable.

These people were covered with bandages all over their bodies. It could be seen that there was a little blood overflowing from the bandages.

The legs of two of them were twisted in a weird way, and it looked like their legs were broken.

The prefect of Demon Killing City was stunned.

I just asked these people to run to check the situation, and then report to me if there was any situation.

But these people look like... why are they having a fight with a demon?

One of the Yamen monks who was lying on the stretcher told him everything he saw and heard along the way with a grimace.

It was said with a strong voice and all kinds of details were in place, as if he was the one who killed the demon.

The prefect of Demon Killing City and the surrounding officials of Monster Killing City were all stunned when they heard this.

The eyes of the prefect of Demon Killing City grew louder and louder, almost bulging out of his eyes. He looked at the Yamen cultivator in front of him in disbelief, who spoke so vividly.

That unbelievable emotion made him open his mouth and directly interrupted the other party's words: "Stop!

"

The prefect of Demon-Slaying City asked in disbelief: "You said that the person who fought with the demon was Fan Wu, the Prisoner of the Dragon Guard, who was wanted by the court? Is he the wanted criminal with a reward of one thousand taels of silver?"

The Yamen cultivator, who was covered in bandages, swallowed secretly and replied in a weak tone: "We also heard these five words Prisoner of the Dragon Temple Fan Wu when the demon was shouting."

The prefect of Demon Killing City asked again: "Are you sure... you heard correctly?"

The bandaged Yamen cultivator didn't know why the prefect was so excited. He could only continue to answer: "What these few people heard is exactly the same as what the humble official heard."

Several other Yamen cultivators who were carried back together nodded. They indeed heard exactly the same thing.

This time it was the turn of the governor of Demon Killing City to fall into endless contemplation.

The atmosphere... fell into an extremely awkward silence.

Until a small official spoke weakly, interrupting the silence: "Sir, did we inform the Holy Fire Guard before? The Holy Fire Guard should have already targeted that person, right?"

The prefect of Demon Killing City: "..."

Special grandma's!

Who knew that wanted criminal could be so terrifying? If this is true... then wouldn't they completely offend each other by doing this? !

This is an existence that can kill even monsters. If you offend such a person, what is the difference between it and being questioned by the court?

The key is that it was still a series of orders given by himself.

The governor of Demon Killing City turned green.

No!

It's definitely not his own fault, it's definitely the reason why some guy who gave birth to a son without an asshole attacked such a terrifying person! If someone in the imperial court was not wanted for the Prisoner Long Guan, how could he issue this series of orders?

That’s right!

That's it.

The prefect of Demon Killing City tried his best to put the blame on others. Now he could only hope... that the people of the Holy Fire Guards should keep their eyes open.

Never, never, never touch that Dragon Prisoner Fan Wu!

otherwise.

hiss!

I don't know if it was an illusion that came out of nowhere, but the prefect of Monster Killing City felt a bit cold on his neck, which made him shiver all over.

…

The next day.

noon.

After such a long time, someone finally dared to have the courage to go to the area where there was the most noise last night...

Then, they saw the devastated scene.

They were stunned when they saw it.

That's jaw-dropping.

The walls of Monster Killing City are still quite high, almost ten feet high, and they look very majestic and tall. If people stand under the corner of the city wall, they can feel even more the deterrent power such a city wall brings to people.

However... such a towering and tall city wall has now disappeared. This section of the city wall seems to have been demolished overnight.

Not even a single adobe brick is left!

They could even see that the ground in front of them had sunk down a foot deep, giving the impression that tens of thousands of people had dug a ridiculously large hole here overnight.

Such a big pit, if filled with water, would be larger than several lakes combined.

At the same time, everyone could also see that the ground under their feet was filled with dense cracks.

Those cracks may only be as shallow as a finger deep.

It's so deep, I don't know how deep it is!

Someone searched for a long time on the ground and finally found a small stone. Then he tentatively threw such a stone into a deep crack as wide as a river.

After a pause of more than ten seconds, they finally heard the sound of a small stone hitting the bottom.

"hiss!

! "

A group of people suddenly took a breath of cold air and quickly backed away, staying far away from such a crack.

"This... must be at least twenty feet deep, right?" A courageous Dayan cultivator couldn't help but take a few steps back, and said with a clear conscience: "If I'm not careful, If we lose our footing and fall, even us ascetics will be turned into a piece of meat!"

Next to him, a tall monk wearing monk's robes said: "Amitabha, was such a crack caused by the sword energy yesterday?"

"It doesn't look like it, does it?" Someone said: "I remember that the sword energy that penetrated the heaven and earth last night was straight. But the crack in front of me is crooked."

"Is it possible that the crack in front was cut by that sword energy?" Someone suddenly interrupted.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and they looked in the direction that the man was pointing.

They found that they only saw a cliff.

Didn't see anything else.

"Where are the cracks?" The monk wearing monk's robes had a look of astonishment on his face: "The poor monk didn't see it!"

"That cliff and canyon is the crack that was cut out!"

"What?!

! "

Shocking and inexplicable emotions... filled everyone's hearts, and they hurriedly ran in that direction.

These people are all ascetics, because only ascetics have the courage to approach this area.

When they came to the cliff, they were shocked to find that the wall of the cliff was very smooth and flat. It was as if someone had used a file to smooth it down bit by bit.

"Look over there!" Someone pointed to the opposite side of the cliff. There was also a cliff on the opposite side.

Doesn't that mean that this was really cut out with a sword?

They couldn't see clearly how long this cliff stretched.

But they can roughly estimate how wide it is.

A hundred steps! At least a hundred steps wide!

In other words... if someone could walk on the air, it would take a hundred steps on the air to reach the other side of the cliff.

Be good!

This is simply a miracle!

Even if the earth dragon turns over on an extremely large scale and moves very loudly, it may not be able to create such a cliff, right? Even if a mountain suddenly collapses after heavy rain, there won't be such a cliff, right?

"Sword Intent..." Among the crowd, there was a monk holding a sword, with an eager look on his face.

He was like a pilgrim who had found the holy place in his heart, and his eyes almost gleamed.

His eyes were fixed on the huge cliff in front of him, and his face was full of excitement. He was even so excited that tears filled his eyes, and the hand holding the sword was trembling violently.

The man's lips were also trembling slightly, and he murmured to himself in a slightly trembling tone: "This is the sword intention! One night has passed, the sword intention here is still so cold, and when you get close to it, It’s like a sword is pointed at my throat!”

"So much so that the soul feels as if it is being pointed at by a sword. Just the remnant of this sword intention... this place can eliminate all evil spirits."

"Because those monsters and demons don't dare to approach this place! This place... is also a holy place in the hearts of sword cultivators!"

"Prisoning Dragon Temple Fan Wu... Prisoning Dragon Temple Fan Wu..."

With such a name in his mouth, the monk was so excited that he knelt down directly: "This man is definitely a land swordsman. His swordsmanship has reached the pinnacle. He has escaped from the secular world and reached the peak of his swordsmanship." Enter the realm of immortals!"

"As long as I live here and only understand his sword intention every month, I might be able to learn a little bit about him. Even if I can only learn a little bit about it, it will be a great benefit to me!"

What he said one after another, because he was too excited, he did not lower his voice, and was heard by many people around him.

The cultivators looked at each other in shock. They really didn't expect that this place of fighting would have such wonderful features at first!

Because they were just shocked by how this place was destroyed, other details were basically ignored by them.

Now after being reminded by this cultivator, they suddenly woke up!

But if they stay here to meditate, wouldn't the thing they meditate on be the thing of Fan Wu from Prisoner of the Dragon Temple?

If you can't comprehend anything, that's okay. If you really comprehend something useful, then who are these people? Are you counting the group of anonymous disciples of Fan Wu from Prisoner of the Dragon Temple?

But this tangled thought was only in their minds, and it was dismissed by them in less than a breath.

Such a power that is comparable to the gods, even if they abandon their dignity, they must understand it!

To say something derogatory about themselves, if that Dragon Prisoner Fan Wu was willing to personally teach them a skill or two about how to kill monsters. That way, even if they were asked to kneel down and call Fan Wu daddy, they would all be willing!

That was indeed what they were thinking, and they were not joking.

Chao Wen said...

It's too late to die!

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