This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 141 Cold-blooded Demon (Thanks to the leader of 'Ghost in Prison' for the reward)

A flash of white light appeared, and two heads shot up into the sky.

Zhao Haoran clapped his hands together, turning the bodies of the Shi brothers into mud, and then swept the sword across, smashing the imperial study into pieces.

After faking the crime scene of a powerful enemy's sneak attack, he looked at Fan Hefeng with burning eyes, and without seeing any movement, Fan Hefeng tore the old emperor's body into pieces like a puppet.

"You are smart and have noticed my intentions. Unfortunately, you are too smart and know things you shouldn't know."

Zhao Haoran spoke quietly, closed his eyes and watched the battle in the square, frowned tightly: "The little demon queen's methods are three times stronger than I expected. Even if Xiwen and Beiyao join forces, they can't take her down..."

Zhao Haoran didn't know what method he used, but he saw the situation in the square clearly like a clairvoyant. He deduced the current situation and found it was quite different from the planned one. After a little hesitation, he came up with a plan to take advantage of the situation.

In any case, the old emperor deserved to die at the hands of someone in the martial arts world, it could be Xiwen or Beiyao. It was one of them who colluded with Fan Hefeng to assassinate the king. He, Zhao Haoran, joined forces with the remaining divine detectives, fought a tragic victory with a serious injury, and killed the demon to avenge the old emperor.

"She's just a troublemaker, just kill her."

Zhao Haoran felt that it was not a big problem. He had been planning for this day for a long time. God was in his hands, so there was no reason for him to fail.

He picked up the brocade bag on the table, poured out a relic, and murmured, "This thing is mysterious and has great power. I have never been able to comprehend it. If I can get the luck of the emperor, maybe I can find a way to escape from this world and live freely."

……

square.

The famous martial arts master was still in good shape and became more and more fierce with each battle. The Imperial Guards led by Bai Li and the Six Gates Constables were no match for him. Their army formation was destroyed and most of them were killed or injured. Only Bai Li, with his extraordinary means, managed to block their way.

It is said that young and strong people are better at fighting, and a master can be killed by a random punch. But if a dozen masters rush forward, the young man will only be left with youth.

Because Chaner's strength exceeded Zhao Haoran's expectations, the field became a mess. The martial arts masters who should have been strangled by Youshanxian and Zhang Xinyuan did not die out. With Chaner blocking two of the world's top masters, the masters had the opportunity to kill a lot of people.

Soon, Bai Li was exhausted and beaten to death by a group of old gangsters.

Leng Silan, who was not far away, was also seriously injured and on the verge of death. The light of her magic weapon was weakened by the Tiger Roaring Knife, and Xiang Yuan stabbed her three times and made six holes in her body. The beautiful woman was covered in blood and looked so miserable.

The innate period has strong vitality. Earlier, Fajing could still roar, and later, the back half of Dugu's body still had some strength left. Leng Silan only had three holes on his body, which was considered a serious injury at most. It was not that easy for him to die.

Clang!
Xiang Yuan rushed forward with a knife in his hand, and shattered the soft sword. The remaining force of the knife blade hit Leng Silan's chest heavily. The latter vomited blood, his true energy collapsed, and his seriously injured body crashed into the city wall. With a bang, large amounts of blood splattered on the walls on all sides.

The aura of Liushenmen Yizhihua floated away and slid to the ground. The hand holding the broken sword trembled slightly, his ears buzzed, and his eyes went dark. He hurriedly took out a Dahuandan.

Snapped!
Before Leng Silan crushed the wax shell, Xiang Yuan reached out and snatched it away, then stepped on Leng Silan's face, causing the back of his head to come into close contact with the city wall.

The detective's mouth and nose were bleeding and he completely fainted. He breathed in less than he breathed out, like a candle in the wind that could go out at any time.

"I am here, the devil, please stop being so rampant!"

A ray of golden light came like a cannonball, rumbling and leaving a large area of ​​afterlight, interrupting Xiang Yuan's attempt to finish off the enemy. The latter smiled, lightly tapped his feet, and retreated ten meters like a ghost.

The Six-Gate Divine Constable, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, and Wu Buping.

This man's body is like an iron tower, with broad shoulders and long arms, strong and powerful. He has learned many Buddhist skills, including the Vajra Indestructible Skill. With his eyes wide open, he protects Leng Silan behind him. A large amount of golden light is shining, like an Arhat Vajra descended to the world.

The Master Lu from 'Zhen Guanxi' who was traveling with us was even bigger, with a sturdy body, strong limbs, and a shining golden light on his head. When he stood there, he looked like he was illuminated by the Buddha's light.

Master Lu took over Bai Li's position and led the remaining Imperial Guards and the Six Gates to block the famous martial arts masters. Once these old martial arts masters rushed out of the Meridian Gate and joined forces with the martial arts gangsters around the imperial city, the conflict would escalate and there would be a battle to defend the imperial city tonight, with disastrous consequences.

The two detectives were not aware of the prince and the emperor's plans. They only knew that the bloody battle tonight was a long-planned grand plan of the court that must not fail, so they abandoned their already limited mercy and killed people ruthlessly.

Master Ru Lu, relying on the protection of the Buddha's treasure, rushed forward recklessly, and despite taking several severe blows, he grabbed the head of a celebrity and crushed it with a bang using his five fingers.

Wu Buping looked at Xiang Yuan warily. Noticing that he was surrounded by demonic energy, he immediately brought his thick eyebrows together to discuss something.

It is a magic skill, but it doesn't look like a magic skill, and it is even more weird.

No wonder the prince said that this guy pretended to be the successor of National Master Lingguang. He did not have the Buddhist teachings taught by the National Master, so it was really fake.

Noticing that Leng Silan's breathing was gradually getting weaker and he was losing too much blood and might die at any time, Wu Buping did not dare to delay. He took out a Dahuan Dan and was about to feed it to him.

As the black blade came at him, Wu Buping stretched out his hand to block it. His single arm was filled with internal energy, and it looked as if it was painted with a layer of gold paint. He used his indestructible body to resist the blade energy.

He blocked the attack, but was unable to feed Leng Silan the life-saving pill.

"Master, you are so compassionate. I admire you very much. Please continue to save people. I promise not to disturb you."

Leng Xue was a bit talkative today, probably because Chen Wen had repeatedly forbidden him to change into the appearance of a demon when he was possessed by the devil, so he was holding back his anger and spoke like a villain whenever he opened his mouth.

Just keep saving him, I promise I won’t let you succeed!
Leng Silan was clearly behind Wu Buping, but now he was a hostage in Xiang Yuan's hands. He did not rush to swing his knife, but kindly said, "Master, why are you still hesitating? Saving people is like putting out a fire. Constable Leng is dead."

"The devil is going too far!"

Wu Buping put away the Dahuan Pill, knowing that Xiang Yuan was watching on the side, and he could not feed the pill to Leng Silan anyway. He slapped Leng Silan on the shoulder to wake him up, and then used the Iron Mountain Leaning Technique, stomped his feet on the ground and rushed straight towards Xiang Yuan.

A large mass of golden light came with a roar, and four golden relics were suspended in the air to clear the way. Xiang Yuan hesitated for a moment and did not confront it head-on. His body moved as elusive as a phantom, and he bypassed Wu Buping in a trajectory that went against common sense and slashed Leng Silan with his sword.

At this time, Leng Silan took out another Dahuan Dan.

It was taken away again!
"Jiejiejiejie————"

Xiang Yuan still didn't make a finishing move. He slapped Leng Silan to the ground and dodged Wu Buping who was rushing towards him. He said worriedly, "Master, please don't chase me. If you don't save him, Leng Shenfei will really die. What are you still hesitating about?"

Wu Buping roared angrily. He had great martial arts skills, but he could not catch up with Xiang Yuan. He was played around by Xiang Yuan and had no chance to save Leng Silan. He could neither chase him nor save him. The master could not solve this problem.

"Master, let me give you a solution. Constable Leng is now a shackle on you. With her around, you can't move your hands and feet. Why don't you break the shackles and fight with me? Without the shackles, you can come and go freely. Wouldn't it be great!" Xiang Yuan laughed, his eyes gradually turning red.

Shenwen: Take it easy, the evil spirit is about to overflow!

Doubi: Who says it’s not true? You have ruined someone’s good reputation.

Wu Buping was unable to do anything to hurt his teammates, so he woke up Leng Silan and rushed towards the distance. This time he had learned his lesson and shot out four golden relics, forming a formation to trap people.

He used himself as a barrier to block Xiang Yuan's path, buying Leng Silan time to take the Dahuan Pill.

The idea is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. Wu Buping still underestimated the strange body skills of Yinfeng Guiwu Thirteen Changes. Xiang Yuan easily broke through the golden relic, feigned an attack to divert him away, and snatched another Dahuan Dan from Leng Silan.

It feels like I've hit a bug and can't fix it all night.

Poor Leng Silan really had no strength left now. He just lay on his back, changed to a more comfortable position and waited for death.

There is no way, the Dahuan Dan is used up.

Wu Buping was so angry that he vomited blood. He had never seen such a despicable trick. He kept cursing the devil, and then looked at the situation on the field, his face changed immediately.

High in the sky, Chaner fought two men at once and did not lose; in the square, the colorful magic weapons made Master Lu lose his temper; the martial arts masters chose to fight to the death between life and death, dreaming back to the past, all of them were brave and good at fighting, that was their lost youth.

Looking at myself again, I couldn't protect Leng Silan, nor could I catch Xiang Yuan.

"A bunch of trash, what use do I have for you!"

Zhao Haoran walked out of the shadows with Fan Hefeng, his face ashen. He was quite dissatisfied that the situation tonight did not develop as he had expected.

Wu Buping was protecting Leng Silan. He saw Zhao Haoran coming with a sword in his hand from afar. Then he looked at Fan Hefeng, who looked dull and had blood on his hands. His heart skipped a beat and he had a bad feeling.

He hurriedly asked, "Your Majesty, who will protect His Majesty's safety now that you are here?"

It's not that I look down on the Shi brothers, but there is chaos in the imperial city tonight, and there might be some master hiding in the dark. Without Zhao Haoran's close protection, the emperor might be in danger of being assassinated.

"It's simple..."

Zhao Haoran drew out his sword, and the sword light swept down, like a rainbow that dispelled the darkness and illuminated the entire square.

Its light is so bright that it is impossible to look directly at it.

The sword energy was like frost, icy and bone-chilling. The sword shadows were numerous and phantoms appeared. Countless sword energy whirlpools swallowed everything like a tornado.

The sword flashed across the entire square, and everything was cut off.

It seemed like the Imperial Guards, constables, and martial arts celebrities were either cut in half by the sword light, or strangled by the vortex of sword energy that followed. Their bodies died, their souls were destroyed, and several magical weapons for protection and defense were also shattered.

Also killed was Master Lu, who was fighting fiercely with many heroes.

The depth of this sword's martial arts realm, its unparalleled swordsmanship, and its terrifying power have already exceeded the upper limit of the Inanimate Realm, and it is absolutely not something that the warriors of this world can comprehend and create.

Wu Buping was on guard in advance and used four Buddha relics to protect himself, so he was not killed by the sword.

But Zhao Haoran's swordsmanship was superb, and although he saved his life, the four Buddha relics lost their luster, and his soul was injured. He stumbled and fell beside Leng Silan, his eyes full of horror and disbelief.

"This sword..."

Wu Buping stuttered, not knowing how to describe it. Leng Silan, who had collapsed on the ground, murmured and said what Wu Buping was thinking: "The living sword immortal, the prince is the versatile scholar..."

Judging from the style of this sword, Zhao Haoran must be the 'ever-changing scholar' Zhang Xinyuan who is good at disguise and has many faces.

But if Zhao Haoran is Zhang Xinyuan, who is the Zhang Xinyuan who fights against the little witch? It can’t be the art of clones, right?

Xiang Yuan stood in front of him holding the Tiger Roar Knife. He was injured by the sword energy and there were blood marks on his cheeks, chest, abdomen and arms, but as his muscles moved, the sword marks healed instantly and disappeared.

Doubi took the initiative to come online and said thoughtfully: "The Demon Queen, the Changeable Scholar, and your prince, the three of them are in the same group... Don't worry about the emperor's safety. There are other divine detectives to protect him on the road to the underworld, so there is no need to worry."

As he spoke, Xiang Yuan stood beside the two detectives and asked Wu Buping to quickly take out the Dahuan Dan and feed it to Leng Silan.

You are so dilatory and can't even save people, yet you still have the nerve to call yourself a detective!
Zhao Haoran cleared the table with one sword, even killing Master Lu. His wolfish ambition was written on his face, and he was too lazy to continue acting. Seeing that Xiang Yuan and the other two were half dead, he left Fan Hefeng behind and jumped to the top of the Forbidden City. He joined forces with You Shanxian and Zhang Xinyuan to encircle and suppress Chaner.

Alone against three powerful men of the time, Zener was instantly at a disadvantage. He relied on his extraordinary comprehension to patch up the holes in one place and barely managed to protect himself.

On Xiang Yuan's side, Leng Silan was on his last breath, and even after taking the Dahuan Pill he had no strength to fight anymore. Wu Buping could barely be considered half combat-capable, so it would be useless if he rushed forward.

He did not expect the two to perform well, and stared at Fan Hefeng's zombie face: "What a pity, you were the first to notice that there was something wrong with Zhao Haoran..."

It's a pity, but now Fan Hefeng is even more powerful than Senior Zhuang. Only by killing him can he rest in peace.

Xiang Yuan took a deep breath, glanced at the battle on top of the Forbidden City, closed his eyes and let Leng Xue go online.

This time, Leng Xue no longer suppressed himself. With the remaining demonic energy of the demon relic, his body rose higher and began to change with crackling sounds...

Possessed!

(End of this chapter)