Starting from the martial arts world, Gan became a true master of martial arts.

Chapter 467: Destroying Evil with the Sword
The next day.

The sun was high in the sky, but it did not bring any heat.

Jinjiang City was in a mess, with broken corpses everywhere, scattered messily under the broken walls.

There were only two people in the guest room of the City Lord's Mansion.

Opposite Wei Yu was an old man completely wrapped in a cloak.

Wei Yu took a sip of hot tea, smiled at the old man and said, "Master Pan, there are only two of us in this room, so there is no need to dress so tightly!"

A hoarse voice came out from under the cloak, "Don't try to detect me, otherwise, even if you are protected by the superior, you will die miserably."

It was originally just a joke, and Fang Xuan didn't expect the other party to have such a big reaction. He smiled awkwardly.

Then he looked outside the door and said:

"Master Pan, these heavenly soldiers are too strong. Under your wise control, the ghost soldiers were killed without a single piece of armor left. If it weren't for the lack of troops, I really wanted to rush out of the city directly. I am not afraid of Madam Chu at all."

The old man raised his head slightly with his bamboo hat on. Wei Yu felt a pair of dark eyes examining him. Then he said slowly:

"Being able to control more than 10,000 low-level Yin puppets is already my limit."

"Once this crisis is over, you just need to find materials for me. Then I will give you 50,000 real heavenly soldiers, which do not need to be controlled by humans."

Upon hearing this, Wei Yu's face was filled with surprise, and he even stuttered, "Really? How strong are the real heavenly soldiers in that formation?"

A hoarse voice came out slowly, "Each one is comparable to a warrior at the peak of the first level."

Hearing this, Wei Yu was even more surprised.

After a long pause, the old man said slowly:

"Before that, I need three thousand virgin boys. I can sense that the breakthrough is not far away."

Although Wei Yu didn't understand the training of warriors.

But as long as there is no problem in Jinjiang City, it will not be difficult to find three thousand boys among millions of people.

He readily agreed and said, "Master, don't worry, this is not a big deal."

The old man in the bamboo hat nodded slowly, stood up and walked outside.

Just then, Dou Wei ran in in a panic.

After seeing Wei Yu, before Wei Yu could get angry, he was the first to shout: "Sir, there is a large army attacking from the north of Jinjiang City, and they are aggressive!"

"Another large army is attacking!!" Wei Yu felt that his brain was not enough at this moment.

Just as they were about to repel the evil soldiers, another large army came straight towards Jinjiang City.

Is it really so difficult for Wei Yu to raise an army and become king?
"Whose troops are they? Or are they reinforcements of the Yin soldiers?" Wei Yu asked solemnly.

Dou Wei shook his head, "Neither, they attacked the Yin soldiers' camp directly!"

At this time, ten miles outside Jinjiang City, there was a ten-mile long pavilion.

The originally dilapidated pavilion was now covered with a red gauze curtain. Under the curtain, a graceful figure was sipping tea leisurely.

The red lips were kissed, and there was a charming smile on the charming face. If there was anyone outside the gauze curtain at this moment, they would be seduced by this graceful figure and become burning with desire.

A skinny old man suddenly appeared outside the pavilion and said, "Madam, there are troops coming from the north, and our Yin soldiers have suffered heavy losses."

Although this is not good news for me.

But after hearing this, the woman just said "hmm" softly, as if even if her ghost soldiers were completely annihilated, it would not be as important as tasting tea at this moment. After a while, the woman stood up and stretched gently, revealing her smooth and tender skin from the red gauze curtain.

"How is Xiaohong recovering?"

Steward Wang nodded slightly, "Madam, what is lost cannot be recovered."

The woman nodded slightly, and slowly lifted up the gauze curtain with her green fingers. She walked out with her waist twisted, and looked at the army fighting with the ghost soldiers on the battlefield in the distance.
"I originally wanted to take over Jinjiang City this time. The blood food in the city can help Xiaohong recover, and the army of ghost soldiers can also be expanded."

"Now it seems that I don't have this blessing, and Xiaohong doesn't have this blessing either."

"Get ready, we can retreat."

Butler Wang was stunned for a moment.

Having worked as a butler for decades, he knew very well that he should not ask Mrs. Chu too many questions, but at this moment, doubts inexplicably arose in his mind.

"Madam? We really have to retreat at this great opportunity?"

Madam Chu was not angry either. Instead, she sighed leisurely and said, "This army is very strong. We are no match for it. Since Wei Yu and that old ghost like it, let them fight each other."

"Anyway, we have learned everything we need to know on this trip, and our goal has been achieved."

Butler Wang nodded, turned around and prepared to call on the ghost soldiers to leave.

At this time, an extremely indifferent voice suddenly sounded from outside the Ten-mile Pavilion:

"I'm afraid you can't leave!"

Under the cold gazes of Madam Chu and Butler Wang, a young man in white shirt, carrying a sword, slowly appeared from mid-air.

After seeing Fang Xuan, Madam Chu was stunned for a moment, then she pursed her lips and looked at him seductively, "Oh, such a handsome young man, can you come with me to my house to have a chat?"

Fang Xuan looked at the other person, his clear eyes were as cold as water, and he said slowly: "You are looking for death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yuan in his hand instantly left his body.

Accompanied by a clear dragon roar, Mo Yuan instantly penetrated the space and rushed straight towards Madam Chu.

A sword broke through the sky, and the sword energy and rainbow light like a comet filled the world. The sharp sword intent spread out in an instant.

Madam Chu was obviously a little stunned. She felt the power of the sword more clearly than anyone else at this moment. Although she seemed calm, her nose was actually shaking. If it weren't for the energy of this world that was wrapping her body around, she would have been seriously injured by this sword.

Mrs. Chu was shocked and angry. Her blood-red dress appeared on her body like a sky curtain, covering the whole world. Bright red blood appeared out of thin air around her like water droplets.

Madam Chu shook her sleeves, raised her head and roared: "Bold warrior, I will take off your head and use it to cultivate my immortal grass!"

Fang Xuan's eyes were slightly solemn, and he quickly made sword gestures with his hands:

"Great Wilderness Cloud-Breaking Sword!"

In the entire forest, endless spiritual energy gathered at this moment. The green trees turned yellow in an instant, and colorful light gathered on the inky sword.

Fang Xuan slashed down with his sword: "Destroy the evil with the sword!"

The thick red sky suddenly trembled violently, and a huge crack appeared. Two streams of blood gathered at the gap. In an instant, this small world constructed by Madam Chu exploded in all directions.

It was like a bloody rain. Mrs. Chu's body trembled. She shook her sleeves lightly, and countless blood flowed back into her cuffs.

The sword strike was successful, and Fang Xuan did not intend to let the opponent go.

A ball of hot blue flame suddenly began to spread slowly over the body.

(End of this chapter)