My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 87 Killing Demons

Outside the mansion, there were sounds of fighting.

Prefect Chen's eyes were gloomy, but he did not make any move.

It was a foregone conclusion that the matter would be exposed at this moment, but he was a fourth-level great demon and did not need to rely on fox hair to transform himself.

He knew very well that as the demon king, as long as he remained hiding in the human city, he still had a chance to turn the tables.

Besides, in the current situation he didn't dare to expose himself, let alone show his demonic power.

This was because there were too many practitioners in the city, and most of them were elite disciples of the Dayan Sect.

Prefect Chen was not afraid of them, nor was he afraid of the other Four Realms in the city.

But those elite children are different. They may not be good at anything, but they are very good at attracting people.

The sect disciple who was supposed to come for Ye Wuyou turned into a sharp blade and aimed at the demon clan.

"Damn Ye Wuyou..."

Just as he was thinking this, he saw a disheveled figure walking towards him in a panic.

Huh? Why is this guy still here?

Don't you want to escape while the chaos is going on?
But even so, Prefect Chen had to force himself to put on an ugly smile and looked at the other person.

"Brother Ye, you..."

Wait, where is the snake demon that served him before?

Ye Wuyou didn't reply immediately, but sat down next to him.

He picked up the tea on the table, took a look to make sure it had no signs of being drunk, and then began to drink it.

"You are right, sir. I don't know what happened to that tongue... I fainted at the time, but when I woke up, I found that the beauty was gone."

"Sir, how about you call that girl over again?"

Ye Wuyou's face was pale, with a silly smile on his face, and he looked like he was in trouble.

He was indeed at a loss, but not because of the snake demon, but because the "ghost" was too torturous.

However, this look in the eyes of Prefect Chen was filled with a bit of contempt and ridicule.

Is this what the descendant of Great Yan State Master is like?

He is afraid of death, stupid and lustful. I really don't know how he was chosen as Lu Qingshan's disciple.

The prefect said lightly with undisguised contempt in his eyes.

"There are evil spirits wreaking havoc in the city right now. Brother Ye, as the successor of the national master, why are you still sitting here? Why don't you go and take a look?"

These words were extremely normal, but the young man in front of him laughed.

"Of course there are those guys from the sect fighting with monsters outside, and I don't want to get involved."

"Brother Ye, it's not wise to stay here. It's very chaotic outside. You can..." Prefect Chen's face had turned gloomy.

Ye Wuyou stood up, walked in front of him, clasped his hands together, and bowed slightly.

The distance between the two was closer again.

"Your Excellency is right. Thank you for your care these past few days. The city is in great chaos right now, and I have more important things to do."

"Oh, what is it?"

Lady Ye bowed her head to the pig demon again and clasped her fists in greeting.

A smile appeared on the face of Prefect Chen, his eyes slightly narrowed, and he was about to tease the other party and prepare to run away.

rub……

In an instant, murderous intent emerged.

The blade was unsheathed, and from top to bottom in front of the two men, it drew an extremely brilliant and clear white light.

The sword rises with wind and thunder!

The body of Prefect Chen was covered with bloody wounds from the shoulder armor down.

However, the blade of the sword, which could have cut off a practitioner of the third realm in half, was now stuck at the opponent's waist and could not move.

Prefect Chen, or the pig demon, had an extremely gloomy expression at this moment, with anger flashing in his eyes.

"Ye Wuyou!"

Before he finished speaking, the young swordsman placed both hands on the hilt of the sword, and instead of pulling it out, he thrust it forward.

A fierce energy burst out from the tip of the knife again.

The sword rises with wind and thunder!

Rumble!
Cracks first appeared on the wall of the hall, and then it collapsed with a loud bang, revealing a huge hole.

Two figures rushed out fiercely from inside.

"Bai Changzai!"

A lightning snake appeared in response, followed by the second and the third.

Ye Wuyou's figure rushed out from it, and the pig demon just stood up and faced the power of thunder.

"Brother Ye, I'm really curious, how did you figure that out?"

Amid the lightning, the other party's eerie voice was heard, and along with the voice, all the lightning snakes disappeared.

Although the pig demon looked miserable and bleeding, it still had an amazing aura.

It actually still maintained its human form and never revealed its true form.

Two figures flashed out one after the other.

One is the man in black robe, and the other is the female puppet.

The black-robed man put his hands together and muttered something. Waves of strange waves twisted around him. He was performing an illusion.

"Illusion?"

The pig demon sneered and slapped out with one palm. The man in black robe was smashed down from mid-air without even a scream, and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.

Ye Wuyou knew that the brand had been broken and he was dead.

Ye Wuyou suddenly understood a problem that he had not understood for several months of practice.

He instantly understood why the Qianhuan Sect was so weak, why his right eye was so weak, why the man in brocade robes specialized in illusion, but still insisted on learning the blood sacrifice method...

Illusions are truly rubbish.

The female puppet did not slow down at all, and the pig demon's fierce attack did not seem to cause much damage to the female puppet.

Instead, several poisonous arrows had already pierced into the pig monster's body.

"puppet?"

The pig demon sneered, and the aura of the four realms emanated from his body. It then turned into intense pressure, and it was unknown what kind of magical power he used.

The three of them paused slightly, unable to move.

"What's going on?" The voice of Taoist Li with a sheep's beard sounded at the side.

He had a look of surprise on his face, his clothes were disheveled, he reeked of alcohol, and there were lip marks from the woman on his face.

But when he glanced at it, he immediately understood something and reached out to take out a talisman.

"To have reached your level in the fourth realm is also a talent."

The pig demon waved his hand, and Li Laodao couldn't stop moving towards him, but was then pinched in the other's hand and gently squeezed.

He died on the spot.

A weak soul rushed out of Li Laodao's body and was about to soar into the sky, but the pig demon's hand had already reached out.

But he came up empty-handed.

Ok?
The invisible dark blue ghost hand tightly grasped the weak soul and brought it back, and then the soul melted away bit by bit.

The almost dried-up energy was replenished, and the narration in my mind cheered.

[After a long time, you feel the taste of the soul again...]

[Hehehe, this wonderful taste makes you miss the remaining soul of that woman even more. One day you will capture her.]

The pig demon narrowed his eyes slightly. He did not understand Ye Wuyou's methods, but this did not hinder what he did next.

Ye Wuyou flipped his hand and threw out a talisman.

This talisman was given by Bai Changzai. There is no need to cast a spell, just cast it directly, which is equivalent to a full-strength attack from a practitioner in the fourth realm.

The raging fire turned into a cage, covering the pig monster's body.

The humanoid body finally collapsed, revealing its true form.

Ye Wuyou turned his head and shouted to Tang Sanshisan who was hiding not far away.

"What are you hesitating about? Go ahead."

The plan had been arranged long ago. If the pig demon could be killed, then it would be killed. After killing the pig demon, Ye Wuyou could take its soul.

If you can't kill him, let him show up.

One is to expose the fourth-level evil spirit and to contain another fourth-level practitioner in the city, although this depends on the other party's character.

Second, Ye Wuyou didn't want this guy to continue hiding.

Of course Ye Wuyou could just leave without caring about anything.

Even if he escaped, the monks of the sect also left with him, but left behind a fourth-level great demon in Fancheng, and no one knew what he was planning.

These monsters eat people.

So he deserves to be killed.

On the other side, Tang Sanshisan was standing on the roof in the distance.

He is the trump card in the plan.

The self-destruction of that puppet is enough to threaten the four realms.

His eyes turned to the pig demon figure shrouded in flames.

Then, he looked at the female puppet standing not far away.

It was still the same beautiful face in his heart, still without any emotion or life.

Tang Sanshisan slowly made hand gestures with his hands. As long as he gave the order, the woman would disappear.

That evil monster will probably die at his hands.

Kill the monsters, kill the monsters. It is natural for practitioners to kill monsters.

Just a puppet, just a puppet...

Letting puppets self-destruct to kill enemies is not an uncommon method in the Tang Sect.

After all, puppets can be replaced.

The female puppet stood there, neither sad nor happy.

Tang Sanshisan's eyes were bloodshot, veins on his hands bulged, but he couldn't make the next seal.

"Go ahead! What are you hesitating about!" Ye Wuyou's voice came, filled with anger.

"I can't fucking do it!" Tang Sanshisan roared and loosened his hands.

(End of this chapter)