Who said I practiced the exercises incorrectly?

"Arya! Arya!"

"Dad, where are you?"

"Run!"

"Fight them!"

……

On the wide cobblestone street, there were constant screams, occasionally mixed with shrill roars and angry roars.

Amidst a loud explosion, a red brick wall suddenly exploded, and countless bricks and stones mixed with broken flesh and blood splattered everywhere. Then, a humanoid evil creature with sickle-like limbs strode out of the hole in the wall.

Gray-black smoke continued to emanate from his body, but he was chewing large chunks of flesh and blood in his mouth, trying to use this method to delay his own decay.

He looked around and saw a grandfather and grandson huddled under the porridge stall and shivering. His gaze then turned to Bai Xunhei and his companions who were fighting fiercely with a powerful disaster beast on the other side.

Among the disaster beasts that broke into the city, the weakest one was as strong as a violent beast, and there were also quite a few that had reached the entry-level strength. However, due to the influence of the Suppression Stone, many of the disaster beasts were constantly depleting their essence, and thus their strength was far less than that in normal times.

Take this powerful disaster beast for example, if it hadn't been damaged too badly, Bai Xunhei and a few other tyrants would have been unable to stop it.

But at this moment, everyone fought with it for a long time and even tripped it here.

But this is not a good thing for Bai Xunhei and others.

The most important factor is that the combat endurance of everyone is far inferior to that of this powerful disaster beast.

Just like now, they are almost exhausted from fighting, but the powerful beast is still full of energy and its strength is terrifyingly strong.

Suddenly, the powerful beast swung its thick and long leopard tail, and several people hurriedly dodged. Unexpectedly, the other party suddenly accelerated, and in an instant it was like a fierce whip that suddenly lashed everyone, directly whipping them all away and smashing them hard on the ground and the wall.

They all fell so hard that they felt dizzy and almost passed out on the spot.

Just as they were struggling to get up, the drooling disaster beast strode towards Bai Xunhei, who was closest to them.

At this moment, Bai Xunhei was filled with extreme fear. He tried to stand up, but his hands and feet were completely out of control. Instead, he saw stars in front of his eyes due to the intense movement.

Seeing that the disaster beast was about to arrive, even Bai Xunhei could see its open bloody mouth.

But at this moment.

There was a soft "puff" sound.

A sharp blade suddenly broke out from the chest of the disaster beast.

When Bai Xunhei saw the sharp blade, he didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief before he immediately saw a strangely shaped humanoid evil creature appear behind the disaster beast.

"Blade-limbed Butcher?!"

Bai Xunhei was suddenly filled with the spirit of the dead.

Blade-Arm Butcher, this is the corpse of a warrior transformed by his own weapon.

Because warriors often carry swords when they go out, the arms or legs of the revived mutants are often transformed into weapons.

Normally, only one arm can be turned into a weapon.

But the guy in front of me has all his limbs weaponized.

Did he carry four swords when he went out?

Or was it that when he died, there were other companions around him, so he absorbed their weapons as well?
No matter what the outcome, Bai Xunhei knew that he would never get away with it.

Being able to kill the disaster beast with one strike, this blade-limbed butcher, even if he is not at the silk force level, is at least at the peak of the force level.

Even with the suppression of the Suppression Stone, he would never be able to deal with it.

Bai Xunhei crawled back in horror.

But the Blade-Limb Butcher, who had just killed the disaster beast and successfully seized the food, suddenly stopped and turned his head to look behind him.

Then, a blood-stained figure was seen, holding a sword, striding towards this side.

Bai Xunhei naturally recognized the person coming as the chief disciple of Jian Ji Sect, Li Qingzhi.

Judging from the opponent's injuries, he is obviously in poor condition. If he were to face the Blade-Limb Butcher at this moment, he would definitely not end up well.

He was just about to remind the other party to be careful of the corpse poison on the Blade-Limb Butcher's limbs when he saw Li Qingzhi rushing towards the Blade-Limb Butcher.

The Blade-Limb Butcher naturally had no fear and also attacked Li Qingzhi on the opposite side.

Both sides unfolded their weapons, but the long sword on the Blade-Limb Butcher's arm was obviously longer than Li Qingzhi's.

If nothing unexpected happened, Li Qingzhi would have been stabbed first.

Once stabbed by the blade, not to mention the sharpness of the blade after its transformation, the horrible corpse poison carried by the blade alone would be enough to cause Li Qingzhi serious damage.

However, a scene that Bai Xunhei never expected occurred.

Li Qingzhi rushed closer and threw the sword in his hand out.

The long sword turned into a terrifying sharp light and suddenly pierced through the Blade-Limb Butcher.

The Blade-Limb Butcher reflexively raised his blade-like arms, trying to knock the sword away.

In the next second, when the blades touched each other, the thin and sharp blade arm broke on the spot and was easily cut off by the other side like tofu.

After breaking off a section of the blade arm, the long sword still had its momentum and quickly pierced into the chest of the blade-limbed butcher.

Originally, the Blade-Limb Butcher was an evil creature that was formed from a mutated corpse. Even if his chest was pierced by a sword, it would not affect his subsequent actions.

But now, after the long sword pierced through, the Blade-Arm Butcher seemed to be fixed in place, standing still, and then he fell to the ground with a loud bang like a mountain of corpses.

In addition to being shocked, the ecstasy of life after death suddenly surged into my heart.

Bai Xunhei and the other warriors around him stood up and hurriedly thanked Li Qingzhi.

Facing the gifts of thanks from everyone present, Li Qingzhi just waved his hand, behaving very noblely.

This made Bai Xunhei feel a little strange.

He had also dealt with Li Qingzhi. According to his past understanding of Li Qingzhi, although this man was in a big sect and was a true disciple, he was very approachable. He could even chat with the casual cultivators who came up to him on the street, and he would not become arrogant because of his status and strength.

However, today he seemed a little taciturn, even a little wooden.

Could it be that this was because the tragic situation in the city had seriously affected his mood?

Or was it that Fulong City was forced to fall, and as a true disciple of the Jianji Sect, he felt too guilty?

Thinking about it this way, it seems quite reasonable.

While he was daydreaming, Li Qingzhi had already pulled out the Dragon-Slaying Sword that was stuck in the Blade-Limb Butcher's body.

Hearing the sounds of struggle and cries for help coming from the alley on the right, he immediately rushed over there.

Bai Xunhei and others also ran over there.

Wait until shortly after everyone left.

The Blade-Limb Butcher, who had been in good condition before, suddenly collapsed like sand after years of weathering. The flesh and blood on his body, which were originally very solid, disappeared at this moment, as if it had been completely devoured.

……

"kill!"

The anti-fraud gang members rushed forward vigorously to surround and kill. The evil beasts scattered everywhere that were harming the citizens of the city suddenly met with a catastrophic disaster.

From time to time, a few tough guys popped out, but before they could get angry on the field, they were easily disinfected on the spot by Ning Yan who was following behind the gang members.

As a result, the crowd advanced very smoothly and soon cleared out the entire surrounding blocks.

After sweeping the block, Ning Yan gathered all the warriors who were fighting the disaster beasts in various parts of the block, turned them into a huge group, and commanded them to rush towards the battlefields where the fighting was still going on.

To be honest, Ning Yan did not have any command skills, nor did he know how to deploy their troops and unleash greater combat effectiveness.

What he is better at is charging alone, killing generals and capturing flags.

However, the battlefield is now scattered everywhere and is extremely chaotic. What's more, the corpse holder who caused these disasters has already run away and there is no way to find him.

In addition, his own strength has not yet recovered, and he has been running around and fighting with various soldiers. Even he will eventually run out of strength.

It would be better for him to barely control an entire battle group like he is now, recuperate in the battle group, arrange a group of warriors to eliminate the miscellaneous soldiers, and then take action when elite monsters appear.

This actually made the process go very smoothly, and was much more efficient than if he were alone.

Soon, with these actions, the entire market was swept clean by him.

He was directing everyone to march towards the other side of the market where the fighting was going on, when he caught a glimpse of a ray of spiritual light shooting rapidly in the street. Wherever it passed, many disaster beasts and evil creatures along the way fell to the ground and died. The light was so fast and fierce that it almost hurt his eyes.

Seeing this, Ning Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, and rushed forward to the front of the battlefield. Without thinking, he smashed out a huge monument.

Suddenly, a crisp sound was heard in the air.

The fierce light was smashed away on the spot and turned into a trembling sword in mid-air.

Ning Yan couldn't help but be quite surprised when he saw this.

Although the Feather-shaped Stele is also a spiritual weapon, it is also top-notch among spiritual weapons and is by no means comparable to ordinary spiritual weapons.

In Ning Yan's opinion, even if he pulled out many spiritual swords from the sword domain, they would hardly be able to compare with the Yu-character stele.

If the two were to collide and fight each other, there would be a high probability that the spirit swords would be smashed on the spot by the Yu-character stele.

Of course, stronger spirit swords do exist. For example, in the depths of the sword domain, there must be a spirit sword whose quality is no less than that of the Yu stone tablet.

But that place is difficult to reach with his current strength.

Therefore, from a realistic point of view, Ning Yan did not think that Fulong City had any spiritual weapon that could rival the Yu-character stele.

But now, the long sword was not broken on the spot after being hit by the stone tablet with the word "Yu".

Although this was related to the fact that he did not use his full strength, it also showed that the quality of this sword was extremely high, even surpassing the batch of spiritual swords he had pulled out.

Moreover, Ning Yan felt vaguely that the sword looked familiar.

"Where have you seen him before?"

Ning Yan scratched his head.

At this time, Li Qingzhi, who had collected the spiritual sword, walked closer.

Before he could say anything, someone shouted from behind him:
"Li Zhenchuan is slaughtering evil creatures, why are you trying to knock his sword back?"

Ning Yan glanced at him and said nothing.

On the contrary, Li Qingzhi was no longer as silent as before, and said in a slightly stiff tone:

"It was my fault. I didn't control it well just now and almost cut the innocent person next to me with the sword. It was Brother Ning who blocked the sword for me."

There was a sudden commotion in the field.

Many people looked at Ning Yan in surprise.

At this moment, Ning Yan's eyes flashed with a trance, and he suddenly said to Li Qingzhi:

"If I'm not mistaken, this sword should be the Dragon Slaying Sword, right? Did you pull it out?"

Li Qingzhi nodded.

Seeing this, there was an uproar on the field.

No one, including Bai Xunhei and others, expected that Li Qingzhi could actually pull out the Dragon Slaying Sword left by the Dragon Slaying Sword Saint.

Although it has always been said that this sword exists as the foundation of the Jian Ji Sect, and only the warriors of the Jian Ji Sect can draw it, but rumors are just rumors. When the Dragon Slaying Sword Saint left the sword, he said that everyone can draw the sword.

This also means that outsiders also have the opportunity to pull out the sword. Therefore, over the years, countless people have tried to pull out the Dragon Slaying Sword, but no one has succeeded.

This also makes the Dragon-Slaying Sword a symbol of Fulong City in a sense, and even a tourist attraction that many citizens are proud of. After all, apart from their city, which other city would leave such a good spiritual weapon out there for anyone to try to obtain?
But now that the Dragon Slaying Sword has been pulled out by Li Qingzhi, this means that the long-standing rumors have finally come to a definite conclusion.

For a moment, everyone looked at the sword in Li Qingzhi's hand and felt empty in their hearts, as if they had lost something important.

Maybe the Dragon Slaying Sword?

Maybe it’s the pride of the people of Fuluo?

But what is more important is probably the hope for the lower-level warriors to counterattack.

After all, if you can get the Dragon-Slaying Sword, even if you don’t use it yourself, you can sell it for money.

But now, even this tiny hope has completely disappeared.

Although they felt a little disappointed, they didn't have much to say. The person who inherited the sword was the chief disciple of Jian Ji Sect, and he was just an ordinary person on the street. Therefore, everyone was still very convinced of him.

Furthermore, after Li Qingzhi got the sword, he has been slaying demons and monsters without stopping for a moment, which shows that this sword is indeed very suitable for him.

When they thought of this, many people let go of their worries.

But at this moment, Ning Yan suddenly said:
"Brother Li, this Dragon Slaying Sword gives me a feeling that is somewhat different from usual?"

"What's different?"

After a moment's silence, Li Qingzhi finally asked.

Ning Yan frowned slightly, and after careful consideration, he said:

"I feel that this sword is very fierce and full of murderous aura. Is it more brutal than ordinary spiritual swords?"

Before Li Qingzhi could answer, the people around him started to speak out:

"It's normal to have this kind of momentum. After all, it's the Dragon Slaying Sword."

"Yes, this sword has killed an evil dragon and is soaked in the blood of an evil dragon. It is definitely not comparable to an ordinary spiritual sword."

"Normally he is sealed underground and never unsheathed, so he looks so approachable. But if you think about it carefully, you will know that a spiritual sword that has killed an evil dragon cannot be so simple. Now it has just returned to its normal state."

"That's right, it's right, only this sword can kill so many disaster beasts like chopping melons and vegetables. With such power, it's not an exaggeration to say that it's Fu Long's strongest spiritual weapon!"

……

Everyone spoke up one after another, looking at the Dragon Slaying Sword with eyes full of envy and respect.

But Ning Yan always felt that this was a little different from what he thought.

Before he could continue asking questions, a loud explosion suddenly came from the direction of the inner city.

"That is...Jian Ji Sect??!" (End of this chapter)