Chapter 197 Seventh-Grade Fire God Sword!

At this time, the Black Soul Crow instinctively bit off the Second Prince's body and swallowed the royal robe.

Then, the Black Soul Crow seemed to have lost its target and began to attack everything around it frantically.

First, it rushed to the nearest Duan Fangshuo.

Duan Fangshuo slashed with a knife, and the extremely powerful flame sword energy fell on the Black Soul Crow, but it could only knock off some black fur, and there was no way to seriously injure it.

On the contrary, he himself was forced back by the Black Soul Crow and couldn't even protect the Second Prince's body.

"Damn it!" Duan Fangshuo gritted his teeth.

He had been fighting these Black Soul Crows almost all night. As time went on, the fewer the number of these Black Soul Crows, the more difficult it was to fight them.

At this moment, facing this last Black Soul Crow Mist Beast with the third mutation, let alone killing it, after being approached by this Black Soul Crow, it became difficult for him to protect himself.

Countless long beards entangled him. Once caught, his fate would be a hundred times more painful than that of the second prince, and he would die from the loss of his essence and blood.

Duan Fangshuo did not dare to let the black soul crow get close to him, and retreated again and again.

In the end, he simply left it alone and fled the palace.

Anyway, the second prince he was loyal to was gone, so why should he continue to insist?

The world is so big, just go to another place to enjoy wealth and glory.

As Duan Fangshuo disappeared, the black soul crow turned its spear head and locked onto Song Changming, who had the strongest blood and qi in the entire palace and looked the most delicious and nutritious.

In fact, Song Changming had already retreated when he saw the situation was not good.

But the black soul crow had a strong perception. After locking onto him, it ignored many other people and flew straight over.

Song Changming turned around and cut out two wind dragons with a knife.

This is also the maximum power of the sword energy he can currently cut.

The wind dragon bombarded the black soul crow, but it seemed that the thick burning mist on its surface offset most of its power, and it failed to effectively kill the black soul crow, but only blocked its momentum.

The next moment, the tentacles that made Duan Fangshuo helpless shot out, and Song Changming responded with a knife.

He found that he had to use several knives to barely cut off a section of the tentacle with all his strength.

And this kind of tentacles, the black soul crow seemed to be able to regenerate.

So far, Song Changming has personally experienced how difficult this black soul crow from outside the domain is.

Under normal circumstances, it is undoubtedly quite difficult for him to kill this black soul crow.

Just as he was about to start the secret technique to burst blood, there seemed to be a flute sound very abruptly coming from a distance.

The black soul crow was immediately attracted by the sound of the flute, flapped its wings and disappeared into the night.

Song Changming looked back following the sound of the flute.

Even at night, his visible vision can extend very far.

On the top of a city wall, a figure stood, and the bodies of some city guards were hanging beside the wall.

It was the flutes played by those figures that attracted the black soul crow.

"Outsiders?" Song Changming imagined that the only ones who could do this were those evil cult members from outside the region.

Behind Xiao Yanli's plan to kill the king, there was indeed the shadow of the evil cult from outside the region.

The black soul crow quickly flew to the city wall and in front of those people.

"Yes, I didn't expect to get such a mutated black soul crow. This trip is a small profit." A person on the city wall laughed strangely.

"It's a big profit. Didn't you notice it?" Another person suddenly said.

The others listened and carefully looked at the black soul crow falling in front of them, and soon they all found clues.

"Hey, obviously the great revenge has been taken, why hasn't Xiao Yanli's spiritual consciousness dissipated from this Black Soul Crow?"

"It shouldn't be."

"Perhaps there is a problem in one of the links. If that person's spiritual consciousness remains in this Black Soul Crow, the value of this Black Soul Crow will be extraordinary!"

"Even if it is just this remaining spiritual consciousness, if it is sold to the disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect, the other party will probably be able to pay a very high price for it. What they need most for corpse refining is this spiritual consciousness that remains after death."

"Yes, after letting the people of the Corpse Refining Sect extract the attached spiritual body, the remaining Black Soul Crow can make another profit. It is indeed a big profit!"

"Let's go, the burning mist energy on this Black Soul Crow is too strong, and the strong men from the big sects will be here soon."

"Yeah."

One person took out another piece of mist gold, which emitted burning mist and injected it into the body of the Black Soul Crow.

Instantly established a new connection with it.

In this way, without the comfort of the flute music, the Black Soul Crow Mist Beast no longer ran wild.

Song Changming looked at the people on the city wall, sneakily took the black soul crow away, and disappeared.

He couldn't help but pursed his lips.

"Outside the domain?"

Song Changming looked around the palace with flames all over the sky, and the Hengyang County City that had already been in chaos.

After tonight, a powerful leader who was competing for the world will leave the stage, and this place will also replace a new owner.

But Song Changming no longer cares about these.

What he wanted to do tonight has been done. As for the future of the world, he doesn't want to and is too lazy to intervene too much.

"It's time to go back." Song Changming murmured.

A fire in the palace spread, and the fire lasted for a whole day and night without being extinguished.

When the second prince's army stationed outside came back, seeing the palace that had been reduced to ruins, everyone was shocked and speechless for a long time.

They were fighting for the second prince outside, but when they turned around, their own king was gone.

"Where is Duan Fangshuo? Where did that bastard go!" A general couldn't accept it and said angrily.

However, Duan Fangshuo had disappeared long ago, and no one knew where the strongest man around the second prince had gone.

The news that the second prince was assassinated and the palace was reduced to ruins was quickly sent back to the hands of the powerful by the spies.

The six counties under the second prince became ownerless overnight and were soon coveted.

Among them, Gu Wenhui, who had already sent troops, seemed to be waiting for this situation to happen, and took the initiative to attack the six counties under the second prince.

The other leaders of the forces were one step slower than him, which also meant that Gu Wenhui would benefit the most from this battle for territory and population.

Before that, a carriage was like a fat man who had eaten too much, swaying out of Hengyang County.

Looking at the depth of the wheels sinking into the mud, it can be seen how much stuff the carriage carried, and it was extremely heavy.

In the carriage, Song Changming was half lying, and behind him were the five big boxes of treasures taken out from the second prince's treasury.

Fortunately, his carriage was spacious and strong enough, and the two horses were both BMWs with different blood, which could pull the carriage forward.

Occasionally, passers-by along the way noticed the carriage going away, but they would never have thought that the person who caused the six northern counties to change overnight and killed the second prince would be in this seemingly ordinary carriage.

At this time, Song Changming stretched his waist lazily, and his body became diagonal, with one hand resting on his head and the other holding a slightly thick book.

On the cover of the book, several ancient characters of the Great Han Dynasty were printed on it.

Seventh-grade Fire God Sword Art!

"It's mysterious, worthy of being a martial arts art produced by the royal family!" Song Changming sighed as he turned the pages.

This martial arts art is one of the five boxes of treasures. It is a martial arts secret book collected by the royal family that the second prince took away when he escaped from the palace.

The rank of the seventh-grade martial arts is also higher than the ninth-grade Wind Dragon Divine Sword Art that he currently possesses, and it can be regarded as a masterpiece among martial arts.

If nothing unexpected happens, the extremely powerful fire-attributed sword energy that Duan Fangshuo had previously displayed is most likely from this Fire God Sword Art.

"Stop!"

"This mountain is mine, this tree."

"What's the matter?" Song Changming was flipping through the sword art, and noticed that the carriage suddenly stopped, and asked.

"Brother Song, a group of bandits came to rob the car, I'll go and settle it." Song Ping'an said calmly, and he was already accustomed to it.

Nowadays, there are turmoil and war in various places. I don't know how many people have become bandits and occupied the mountains as kings.

As long as you go out, you will always encounter this kind of robbery.

"Well" Song Changming listened, retracted his thoughts, and continued to calm down and study the seventh-grade sword art he had obtained, and what was the difference between it and the Wind Dragon Divine Sword Art he mastered.

The biggest difference between the two sword arts is that the attributes are completely different.

Literally, one is a fire-type sword technique, and the other is a wind-type sword technique.

In terms of the instantaneous burst of sword power, this seventh-grade Fire God Sword is far stronger than his Wind Dragon Sword.

But in terms of the speed of sword drawing, the Wind Dragon Sword Technique can have a more significant bonus.

The intentions of sword techniques are different, the training methods are different, and the focus is naturally different.

But in terms of the pure exquisiteness and mystery of sword techniques, the seventh-grade is better than the ninth-grade!

This is also one of the important criteria for defining the grade of martial arts.

The higher the quality of martial arts, the more mysterious and profound the artistic conception.

There is no doubt that Song Changming must practice this seventh-grade Fire God Sword, and he can't just sit there and watch.