Guarding the prison for a hundred years, being born to overwhelm the demon king

"call!"

In the desperate situation, Tu San took a deep breath, and the aura mixed with him was boiling and stirring, and even had the potential to burn.

He had an unexpected encounter when he was young, and he practiced a magical power of escape. Relying on this magical power, he even entered the city several times and was able to escape safely.

Even when being chased by monks of a higher realm, he was never in danger.

But at this time, he really felt a sense of crisis in his heart, which was a severe crisis of death!

"Three, third brother..."

The little green bamboo on Tu San's chest was so frightened that he couldn't speak, and tears were falling down.

"Xiao Qing."

Tu San gritted his teeth and faced the overwhelming sea of ​​sword light coming towards him.

Suddenly he let out a long roar: "No one can kill me!"

Boom!

Immediately afterwards, he jumped into the air!

This jump is definitely not a jump in the ordinary sense.

As for Tu San who made such an action, the human form on the surface dissipated quickly like smoke.

Instead, there was a white snowshoe rabbit standing upright with its legs half-bent, making a leaping appearance!

At this moment, Tu San no longer had any cover up.

He was covered in demonic aura, bursting out from his body, and also arousing the evil aura under the night.

Then, he bent his legs, and the big muscles tightened, and the blood vessels seemed to be like dragons and snakes, coiling around both sides, showing extremely powerful strength!

Just a bend or stretch seems to trample through the void.

No, it was really stepped through.

Because in the next moment, in the overwhelming collision of sword lights, Tu San had disappeared from the spot.

It even disappeared among the mountains.

"What kind of magical power is this?"

Muchengzhi, Mu Yunyang, who was paying close attention and looking intently into the distance, suddenly felt his heart skip a beat and couldn't see clearly how this old rabbit disappeared.

"Ah!"

The blow missed, and Mo Xuan, who was standing tall on the wooden city, sneered, and stepped forward again with his extremely majestic body.

boom!

As the void trembled, he suddenly raised his arm, and while his five fingers trembled, he detonated a large amount of spiritual energy.

Then, amid a cold shout, there was a sudden call back:

"Come back!"

boom!

A loud shout spread thousands of miles.

As if the words were followed, the countless sword lights that covered the sky for thousands of miles, collided with each other, and stirred up all directions, all rioted and rushed back against the current!

But this time, it was no longer silent.

On the contrary, the sword light burst out with all its sharpness, like thousands of saw teeth, abruptly pulling out countless ferocious knife marks in the sky!

It's like cutting down the entire sky!

"not good!"

In the void, Tu San, who was still using his magical powers, had all his hairs standing on end, and he had no time to say another word.

The thick and boundless legs had already started to move, and with all the strength in their lives, they poured out all the demonic energy and mana, and stepped heavily towards the large sword light!

boom!

Boom!

One after another, there was an unstoppable roar in the mountains, causing avalanches one after another.

All the beasts panicked, the spirits fled, and occasionally some forest ghosts were also frightened and fled in panic.

There was even more chaos in the wooden city.

"puff!!"

Maybe a long time passed, or maybe it was just a moment, but Tu San, who had crushed countless swords under his feet, finally couldn't bear it any longer.

A mouthful of blood sprayed into the sky through the void in all directions.

But it was not until this moment that an extremely subtle buzzing sound sounded in Tu San's ears.

The sound was long and crisp. It was not the sound of drawing a sword, but the sound of sheathing it.

"This……"

In the void, Tu San staggered, covered in blood, and looked around.

On the top of a barren mountain not far away, he saw a handsome young man in black robes, standing with his hands behind his hands, looking at him with a half-smile.

But only a hundred feet in front of him, a middle-aged man looked like a bald man, looking at him with an indifferent expression.

On his body, the sword intention was as solid as it was, and it was extremely sharp. Even the spiritual energy that was everywhere was forced away and chopped into pieces by its sword intention.

"Chengcheng Army..."

Tu San's seven orifices were full of blood. Even looking at the figure in front of him was a little blurry, and his heart was filled with bitterness.

With just one strike, the escape technique he was so proud of had been broken.

He himself is also in the spiritual realm. How could the gap be so big?

"The escape skills are not bad, but it's a pity that you are too useless."

Mo Xuan glanced at the free demon in front of him coldly, and was about to kill him completely with one knife, but suddenly, his expression changed.

"Who?"

He lowered his eyes and looked down, only to see a calm gaze looking at him in the middle of the chaotic wooden city.

That gaze was clear and calm, without any impurities or pressure.

But just a gaze.

Mo Xuan felt a chill rising from his heart, from head to toe!

The extremely sparse hair stood on end!

"Master!"

"Great master!"

Mo Xuan felt a chill in his heart, and cold sweat suddenly appeared on his back.

This feeling was so strong that it reminded him of his encounter with a tiger in the mountains before he joined the army as a young boy. He was targeted by the tiger and couldn't help himself.

This kind of trembling from the heart seems to be much stronger than at that time.

At this moment, even with a thought, he could kill the rabbit demon, but he did not dare to act rashly.

This is not fear, but a natural reaction after a person is suddenly frightened.

Just like a tanuki whose tail was stepped on.

While his mind was spinning, he suppressed the throbbing in his heart and looked there again.

He has excellent eyesight.

In the night, you can clearly see the young man in white robe sitting cross-legged in the mansion in the city.

That young man was wearing a white Taoist robe, and his appearance was not shocking. Except for his short hair, which was slightly peculiar, there was nothing strange about him at all.

But this person sitting cross-legged in the courtyard seems to be completely integrated with the night and void behind him. It is empty and cannot be intuitively understood.

In his consciousness induction, it almost does not exist.

But looking at it with the naked eye, this young man in white robe is simply difficult to ignore. The place where it is located seems to be the mansion, the entire wooden city, and even the absolute center of the entire world!

The spiritual consciousness cannot perceive it, but the naked eye can see it!

"Are there any masters?"

On the top of the barren mountain outside the city, Chen Qianyu, who was originally calm and looking at the rabbit demon with interest, also frowned.

A look of surprise flashed through his narrow eyes.

Before the young man looked at him, he hadn't noticed the other party's existence.

This was simply unbelievable to him.

With his realm, no matter where he is, from the sky to the earth's crust, there is nothing that can escape his perception.

Unless, this person's realm is not inferior to him at all...

"Ok?"

Tu San, who had already closed his eyes and waited for death, seemed to notice something strange and suddenly looked back.

He saw it in the dust and snow surrounding the mansion.

The young man in white robe who was suspected of plotting against him had opened his eyes at some point.

He is looking at this place lightly.

"This man saved me?"

This thought came to Tu San's mind, and he heard the bald soldier who almost killed him with a knife before, and said bitterly:

"I don't know if it's a rabbit raised by my Taoist friend, but this time, I offended you."

Mo Xuan's voice was quite dry.

But he had to speak, because as time passed, the pressure exerted by that gaze became heavier and heavier.

If he didn't want to take action, he had to speak and break the silence.

Tu San just breathed a sigh of relief, but when he heard this, he almost spit out a mouthful of blood again!

He couldn't help but curse in his heart.

But on the surface, he didn't speak.

Instead, he slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and used his magic power to restore the numerous stab wounds on his body that were unable to heal themselves even with his strong physique.

"The commander of the Zhencheng Army?"

Su Bai muttered to himself. When the visitor looked at him, he was also looking at the bald man, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The cultivation level of this bald man was not as good as Lin Baiyun of Haibo Sect whom he had seen before, nor was he as good as Lin Qingshan, a Confucian king.

Compared to Wu Yefei, whom he had crushed to death before, it was not as good as that.

But cultivation does not mean everything.

The physical strength of this bald man was the strongest he had ever seen in this world.

In his eyes, the blood energy emanating from the big man was like a bright sun.

In the night, it looks extremely bright.

In Nanyun Continent, cultivation is extremely prosperous, and all kinds of methods coexist in it. There are very few people who can truly practice physical fitness and killing methods.

The most well-known is naturally the Great Yan Army.

"Sect Master, I'm afraid this person is from the Great Yan Military."

Everyone was either surprised or apprehensive, but Mu Yunyang quietly dispersed the activating Taoist talisman and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

It seemed like he was reminding Su Bai to be careful, but actually he was afraid that he would take action against the bald man.

The power of the Great Yan military was extremely powerful, and in the huge Great Yan Dynasty, there were only a few powerful sects that could compare with it.

Don't offend easily.

"I am Mo Xuan, the commander of the city army of Anhe Prefecture. Who is my fellow Taoist?"

As the pressure on his body subsided, Mo Xuan's mind became more solemn.

Thoughts were swirling in his mind, but he couldn't remember that there was such a master in Anhe Mansion.

For a moment, he naturally forgot about the rabbit demon who quietly retreated on one side.

"Killing martial arts, great flame body cultivation..."

Su Bai cut away the distracting thoughts in his heart, glanced at the bald man lightly, and then asked:

"Have the Zhencheng Army always behaved so domineeringly?"

His voice was neither high nor low, and there was no hint of happiness or anger.

But after hearing these words, Mo Xuan's heart tightened, and then he suppressed the throbbing in his heart and responded in a deep voice: "What do you mean by this?"

"This demon has built a city in the mountains. All the people it takes in are refugees. It has never harmed anyone, but has protected one party. Even if it is not meritorious, Your Excellency should always ask before making a decision."

Su Bai glanced at Tu San, who was dripping with blood.

This free demon was almost killed by this sword just now.

In fact, in his original destiny trajectory, he died today, outside this wooden city.

"Humans and monsters are different, there is nothing wrong with killing them."

Mo Xuan raised his hand and took away the large piece of sword light. There was already a hint of coldness in his tone: "Your Excellency is a great monk who has entered the spiritual realm. You should know this."

In the Nine Immortals Realm, there are differences between humans and monsters, and there is deep hatred between them. This is not just a day or two.

"But your identity represents the Great Yan Dynasty."

Su Bai shook his head slightly.

But in my heart, I really felt the huge gap between humans and monsters.

The attitude of the Great Yan Dynasty, in a sense, represents the attitude of the human race in this world.

"The Great Flame Law, killing demons is a meritorious service!"

Mo Xuan glanced at the panicked people of Mucheng, and his tone softened slightly, but he did not feel that his words were wrong: "As for the refugees in this city."

"After all, they are just refugees!"

His tone was rather cold, but his meaning was extremely clear.

Under the laws of the Dayan Dynasty, refugees were not considered people of Dayan. Those who lived in the mountains could be treated as bandits.

He didn't think that a rabbit demon who kept homeless people in captivity could be considered a great achievement.

"Refugees..."

Su Bai muttered to himself, but no longer asked him, but looked outside the city:

"My fellow Taoists outside the city, why don't you show up and meet me?"

"Ah."

After a chuckle, Chen Qianyu also came out of the air, his narrow eyes turned, looked at Su Bai, and said curiously:

"The refugees trapped in the mountains are not to mention monsters. Even you are guilty!"

He came through the air, his words were plain, but his breath was cold, with the meaning of killing all living beings:

"If I guess correctly, my lord."

"Your Excellency, it seems that you are from the Xuantian Clan, which was destroyed by a murderer?" (End of this chapter)