Daily life of slaying demons in the government

Chapter 198: Night Demon Slayer (Part )
The knife was slashed out, the innate true energy on the blade plus the knife intent was contained but not released, the knife's trajectory was strange, and it cut out an arc along the cutting texture that Yang Qian perceived.

At the same time, the icy force of the "Drinking Snow" sword combined with the evil force of the "Evil Wind" to cut out a streak of frost and bone-freezing silk, which in turn trapped the evil ghost's misty body in it.

The knife intent cut into the texture, and although the feedback of cutting was not as steady as the real thing, there was still an obvious sense of cutting and breaking through on the blade. With just one cut, the body of the evil spirit that was spread by the cutting texture immediately began to shatter, turning into dust particles that floated in the perception for a few times before completely dissipating, and could no longer gather again like before.

However, the sword's intent was not able to cut the entire evil ghost into pieces like it could a solid object. The remaining part seemed to be only 60% of its original size, but the evil ghost was in pain and seemed to want to run away.

"Want to run?" Yang Qian shouted loudly, and his figure flashed like a fleeting shadow, and he quickly built a knife force around the evil ghost. The cold force not only froze physical objects, but also targeted souls. Why should the evil ghost be an exception?
After part of its body was shattered, the evil ghost couldn't even escape from the yard. In the end, it was frozen by the cold weather. At the same time, it was caught up by Yang Qian's knife, and was cut again and again. The knife intent burst out again along the second cutting texture. Silently, the evil ghost's body was only 30% of its original size after this cut, and it curled up and didn't move at all, as if it was dying.

"Stop. I am the king's man. You can't."

The knife in Yang Qian's hand did not stop, and he continued to chop to the end. The last piece of the evil ghost's body was completely shattered by this knife.

After carefully searching the surroundings several times with his senses and hearing the prompt on the experience panel, Yang Qian sheathed the oxtail knife in his hand, making sure that the evil ghost was really dead.

[Kill the ghost (extract two souls)*1]

【Gain 480 experience】

He gathered the sword's power, and after the cold weather subsided, the chill and eeriness that had originally filled the yard was visibly dissipating.

Once the evil ghost is eliminated, everything here will return to normal.

But Yang Qian's brows did not relax at all.

Just now, the evil ghost "shouted" another sentence before he was exorcised, and this time it was no longer a simple roar, but had clear semantics.

Although it is intermittent, it is not difficult to understand the general idea if you listen to it a little more coherently.

The original sentence should be: Stop, I am the king's man, you can't kill me!

Since it is called "human", it must not be the evil spirit itself that is speaking, but someone is speaking with the evil spirit's mouth. Who has the ability to do this?
Apart from the evil cultivator Yang Qian, he couldn't think of anyone else who could pull off such an evil trick.

Then what does "I am the king's man" mean in the original sentence?
Big King? Little King?
I'm afraid it's King Yue!

In an instant, a thought flashed through Yang Qian's mind, and he completely found out the reason why he was brought to Yong'an City by the government office and the police station.

Liu Chuan had said before that Yang Qian had made a scene in front of Zhu Mao, and Zhu Mao would definitely not just stand there and watch, and would definitely have a back-up plan to test. Now it seems that the Yong'an City case should be Zhu Mao's back-up plan, or it could be said that it was a back-up plan given by Prince Yue.

However, this follow-up move is not only fierce and strange, but also enough to challenge the bottom line, and it even drags in the evil monks.

Yang Qian’s thoughts kept running, but he didn’t guess it completely right.

Zhu Mao wanted to test Yang Qian's quality again, and the evil ghost was indeed a last resort. But Zhu Mao and the people behind him never expected that Yang Qian would kill the evil ghost with just three strikes, forcing the ghost master to shout to stop, wanting to protect the ghost that he had worked so hard to refine.

Unfortunately, he was unable to stop Yang Qian's knife in the end.

This matter involved an evil cultivator, and the water was suddenly much deeper. Even Yang Qian's previous confidence became less solid.

After all, compared to the casual cultivators, Yang Qian had come into contact with them, but he didn't think they were as powerful as the immortal sects. The resources provided by King Yue were not so exaggerated, and there was no foundation to support them. But the evil cultivators were different. These guys were weird and unpredictable. Once they escaped the sight of the immortal sect, who knew what they would become?
Moreover, the methods of the evil monks are hard to guard against, and Yang Qian cannot guarantee that he can withstand it.

But Yang Qian's annoyance soon ceased. Two dark shadows leaped into the Wang family yard like ghosts, and blocked Yang Qian who was still pacing in the small garden.

"Haha, boy, you will pay with your life today for killing grandpa's ghost!"

"Humph, it's just your bad luck that you bumped into me."

The two people who suddenly appeared were all dressed in black clothes and robes, with black ghost masks on their heads. Their voices were very hoarse, and the pair of eyes exposed outside the masks actually glowed slightly red in the night.

With this appearance and the meaning of their words, the identities of these two people are obvious.

It was the evil monk behind the evil ghost just now!

These two people shouldn't have come out, but they had to.

I had originally thought that to test Yang Qian's power, releasing a ghost with two souls would be more than enough. But who knew that Yang Qian would kill it with just three strikes.

In a state of desperation, he actually asked Yang Qian to spare his life, and without thinking, he even called out the name "King Yue".

How can this be good?

Losing a ghost spirit in the test was fine, it was painful but not to the point of being obsessed with it. But exposing the relationship between Prince Yue and them was absolutely unacceptable. Even if it was possible that Yang Qian didn't hear it clearly, he didn't dare to gamble.

So they had no choice but to kill the witnesses. In the end, they reported that Yang Qian died because he could not resist the attack of the ghost. At most, he was just a victim. He would not reveal the secrets of Yue Wang, which would cost him his life.

Yang Qian did not speak, the oxtail knife in his hand was in his hand again, and he was fully aware of it. This was his first time to fight against an evil cultivator face to face, and his previous experience made him much more wary of the other party than normal cultivators.

Words are useless. I don’t want to say them, nor do I want to listen to them.

Yang Qian continued to hold back the sword power, and did not release all the cards in his hand directly, waiting for the right response.

However, Yang Qian, who seemed to be at a disadvantage in the two-on-one situation, still moved first. He used a sword, not a sword and shield. The weapon was used for main attack. Using a sword to defend was only a helpless choice when there was no other choice.

He exerted force with his feet, and his figure suddenly became erratic, even as if dizzy, leaving an afterimage. Only the shattered footprints on the ground like an explosion could show how fast and sudden Yang Qian's figure jumped up.

Then the long sword and the body merged into the wind, and for a moment it was difficult to distinguish between the body movements and the sword movements.

It was as if Yang Qian had turned into a ray of sword light, hidden in the frost and strange wind.

"Interesting! It's actually a sword technique? No, it's sword momentum!"

The speed of the knife was incredibly fast, and it covered the short distance of ten feet in the blink of an eye.

The evil cultivator who was the first to be hit by Yang Qian smiled and was not at all panicked when he saw Yang Qian attacking with a knife.

Pfft!

The knife cut straight into the evil monk's left rib, and then slashed upward diagonally to split his entire upper body into two!
But Yang Qian's eyes went blank, and he thought: No! Where's the blood?
(End of this chapter)