Urban Demon Slayer

Compared with the tragic situation of the Golden Eagle King and the Black Bear King, Wang Qianchen is much lighter, but there are some bloodstains on his arms and legs. This is due to his peak mountain realm, and his ability to adapt and defense is not ordinary. Otherwise, in Hu Di In front of my son, I can't get past the same trick.

Even so, he couldn't be Hu Di'er's opponent, he just died slower than others.

"Just a few of you, do you want to **** the picture of the mountains and rivers from me?" Hu Di'er sneered again, a flute turned around in his hand, the posture should be as unrestrained as possible, and the expression should be as comfortable as possible. Cozy.

Wang Qianchen turned his head and looked at the golden eagle king who had lost his head, the black bear king who had broken an arm and a leg, and a large group of demons who had lost their lives. There was no change in his face.

No grief, no anger, just like a pool of stagnant water.

No matter how miserable the Black Bear King screamed, it didn't seem to cause any waves in his heart.

"One is dead and the other is seriously injured. You are actually indifferent. Are you really good friends? It's really different from the way you used to care about love and righteousness on Mount Gangdise..." Hu Di'er sighed softly: " Is it because you don't have Feng Jiujiu and Bai Kuanghai to cover you, so you are too lazy to act, or do you think you can take the pictures of mountains and rivers for yourself?"

"You still don't know him." Wang Qianchen said suddenly, looking at the black bear king who was rolling around and screaming again and again.

"What do you mean?" Hu Di'er frowned.

"I said, you still don't know him." Wang Qianchen walked towards the Black Bear King, raised the Demon Slayer Sword, and slashed it towards his neck.

With a sound of "click", the head of the black bear king fell, and the person was completely dead. The black smoke of "Zila La" rose, and a huge black bear appeared.

So far, except for Wang Qianchen, all the monsters who went up the mountain with him died tragically.

"Are you crazy?!" Seeing this scene, Hu Di'er couldn't help but exclaimed.

"You acted really well..." Wang Qianchen turned around, shook his head and said, "It's a pity, it's useless, I've already seen that this is an illusion."

Hu Di'er's pupils shrank suddenly.

"I didn't expect it to be a two-layered illusion." Wang Qianchen admired it and said sincerely: "Lord Xihuang, your spiritual attack is really at the peak. Now I know there is another layer... The Golden Eagle King and the Black Bear King are all fake, they have never been to the Tianshan Mountains, everything is made by you."

Wang Qianchen said it unequivocally, and obviously he has confirmed this analysis.

Hu Di'er was silent, which also confirmed Wang Qianchen's guess.

"How did you see it?" Hu Di'er frowned.

"A man like the Black Bear King, let alone a broken arm and leg, even if his body is cut in two, he won't snort... He screamed like this, you really don't know him well, in the illusion The created black bear king only learned the fur, not the soul..." Wang Qianchen shook his head slightly.

"So that's the way it is, I thought he was just stubborn, likes cursing and has no brains..." Hu Di'er understood, and then smacked her lips and said, "But I don't think you can keep it up in this situation. Such meticulous judgment! You must first see that this is an illusion, and then deduce that the Black Bear King is fake... Tell me the truth, how did you see it, so that I can improve my attack method in the future. "

"There's no need..." Wang Qianchen smiled: "You're going to die, there's no future, it doesn't matter if you change it or not."

"...Where did you get your confidence?" Hu Di'er was puzzled.

Even if he sees through his illusion, it does not mean that he is his opponent. After all, the realm gap is here.

No matter how the peak of the mountain is, it is also a mountain, and no matter how the top is in the middle, it is also a top!

Wang Qianchen obviously has no chance of winning, why is it so easy?

Wang Qianchen didn't answer his question, just raised the Demon Slayer Sword and stabbed his left shoulder again.

Using pain to escape the illusion is the most common way to fight against mental attacks.

"Pfft-"

The tip of the knife sank into the shoulder blade, and even passed through it, blood flowing.

There was no change in the surroundings, the corpses of the Golden Eagle King, Black Bear King and other monsters were still scattered all around.

Wang Qianchen frowned slightly.

"Pfft-"

"Pfft-"

After stabbing it several times in a row, the blood on the shoulder blade was blurred, and there was still no change in the surroundings.

"Look." Hu Di'er laughed: "You can't even get rid of the illusion I set up, how can you have the courage to say that you killed me?"

"His mental attack is too strong, you can't solve it!" In his consciousness, the sound of Brick's kind reminder came.

Before Wang Qianchen could ask what to do, Hu Di'er waved his hand lazily.

"That's it." Hu Di'er yawned.

"Boom-"

Several nearby mountain peaks suddenly broke, wrapped in the wind and snow, like giant swords, smashing towards Wang Qianchen frantically!