So it turns out I'm the demon!

He Shuangying was stunned the moment his knee slammed into the ground.

At this moment, he instinctively held his longsword horizontally above his head, while Jiang Mu's blade was pressing down on his sword.

The force of the blade had not yet subsided, and it cut more than half an inch into the shoulder blade.

Fresh blood gushed out instantly.

However, the physical pain was nothing compared to the turmoil in his heart.

What's going on?

Who the hell is the legitimate Star Lord?!

Why is my star-level pressure having no effect on him at all?

"Is that all you've got?"

Jiang Mu twisted his wrist and slashed the other man's throat with his sword!

Faced with a life-or-death crisis, He Shuangying finally came to his senses, drew his sword to block, and the blade and the knife edge sparked a string of dazzling sparks.

The two figures touched and then separated.

In his panic, He Shuangying was a fraction too slow; a gash was slashed open in his abdomen by the blade's energy, and blood instantly soaked through his clothes.

He looked down at his wound, then looked up at Jiang Mu, his eyes filled with shock, anger, and disbelief.

"Why...why is this happening?"

Jiang Mu asked expressionlessly, "What do you think we should do?"

He secretly channeled demonic energy into his body, quickly recovering the strength he had expended during the outburst.

However, he was also secretly on guard.

Orthodox star officials are indeed difficult to deal with; these orthodox cultivators of the third realm are much more troublesome than that fourth-order snake demon maid.

"You should be suppressed! You should be kneeling at my feet!"

He Shuangying was somewhat hysterical.

"You must have used some kind of evil secret technique to temporarily unleash your pseudo-star power! Yes, that must be it!"

He found a plausible explanation, and his eyes turned sinister and vicious.

"But it doesn't matter, secret techniques eventually run out, and I will kill you today!"

Swish!

The sword flashes once more!

He Shuangying forced himself to calm down and unleashed the Divine Sword Sect's secret technique, "Nineteen Forms of Flying Clouds".

The sword moves are like clouds rolling and unfolding, seemingly light and ethereal, but in reality, they conceal deadly intent.

Each move targets the vital point.

Jiang Mu used the "Serpent's Movement" technique, her body moving like a slippery eel, weaving and dodging amidst the sword shadows, occasionally slashing her blade to parry, producing a crisp, clanging sound.

He is waiting.

Waiting for an opening.

Just as He Shuangying's momentum waned and new strength had yet to arise, a thought suddenly struck him—

His figure vanished on the spot!

The next instant, he appeared behind He Shuangying.

Sky-Shattering Slash!

Jiang Mu gripped the knife hilt tightly with both hands and slashed fiercely at He Shuangying's back.

The crimson blade light was like a blood moon rising from hell, carrying an overbearing aura that could shatter everything, and it was extremely fast!

That's ruthless to the extreme!

"What?!"

He Shuangying felt a chill run down his spine, and his hair stood on end.

He had no idea that the other party had such unpredictable methods.

It was too late to parry with the sword.

"Pfft!"

The long sword struck He Shuangying squarely on the back, slashing diagonally from his left shoulder blade down to his right waist.

He Shuangying felt as if he had been struck by a mountain.

As blood gushed out, he was thrown several feet forward and crashed heavily onto the trunk of an ancient tree.

Jiang Mu drew his sword to give chase, but saw that the long sword in the other party's hand suddenly hummed and turned into a streak of light that shot towards him, forcing him to dodge to the side.

The flying sword circled in the air and landed back in He Shuangying's trembling hand.

Sword control technique?!

Jiang Mu's pupils contracted.

He Shuangying leaned against the tree trunk and stood up shakily.

He stared intently at Jiang Mu, his previous sense of superiority completely gone, replaced by fear and bewilderment.

He didn't understand.

Why did a mere ant who cultivated false star officials beat him so badly?

Especially since the opponent chose a fake version of "Earth Concealment Star"!

He should have kept this completely under control!

He Shuangying wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a ferocious glint in his eyes: "You forced me to do this!"

He suddenly put two fingers together and pressed them heavily on his forehead!

He spat out a mouthful of blood, but seemed unaware of it. He immediately sat down cross-legged, formed hand seals, and his aura visibly weakened, his face turning ashen.

At the same time, a sharp sword intent rose from the top of his head.

buzzing...

Seven points of cold light appeared one after another from between his brows.

It quickly transformed into seven small swords, each about three inches long and as clear as crystal, which hovered in front of him.

A thin line of blood flowed through the blade of each small sword.

"At worst, I'll fight to the death!"

Blood streamed from He Shuangying's seven orifices as he glared fiercely at Jiang Mu. "This is a secret divine power of my Divine Sword Sect, the Seven Kill Sword Soul. It can slay beings at the fifth realm!"

He raised his hand and waved.

Seven small swords rose into the air, arranged according to the Big Dipper, instantly forming an invisible sword formation that firmly locked Jiang Mu in the center.

Once the sword formation was complete, countless fine, needle-like sword energies filled every inch of space.

It cuts so painfully that it hurts the skin.

"Holy crap, this guy's using his ultimate too?"

Jiang Mu's eyelids twitched wildly. Without thinking, he threw the Number One Demon Shadow a little distance away from the sword formation.

Almost at the same moment, He Shuangying pointed his sword at a point:

"One kill!"

The first small sword transformed into a streak of light, piercing straight at Jiang Mu!

fast!

too fast!

Jiang Mu didn't even have time to swing his sword. His mind raced, and he instantly swapped places with the demonic figure in the distance.

"laugh!"

The flying sword pierced through the afterimage he left behind, disappeared into the boulder behind him, and blasted up a cloud of stone dust.

Jiang Mu had just successfully teleported when he was horrified to see that the surrounding sword formations had followed him.

"Second kill!"

The second small sword shot out swiftly, its trajectory unpredictable, blocking all of Jiang Mu's dodge angles.

This time, Jiang Mu was unable to dodge.

Because after each teleportation, the shadow must be summoned again.

Even though the time was extremely short, it still gave the flying sword a chance.

Chi!

The small sword struck Jiang Mu's chest—

A layer of pale golden light suddenly appeared, blocking the sword's edge.

He Shuangying was taken aback at first, then realized what he meant, his eyes wide with fury: "A talisman?! You fucking—"

He Shuangying almost vomited blood.

How come this kid has a talisman?

Jiang Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

The talisman given by Ran Qingshan, after being modified by demonic energy, can withstand nine attacks from the fifth realm. It was used four times by the snake demon maid.

It was originally meant to be used to guard against Huang Dalang, but I never expected it to be used here.

"Triple kill!"

The third flying sword whistled out.

At this moment, Jiang Mu finally caught his breath and used teleportation again, barely avoiding the attack.

"Quadruple kill!"

"Pentakill!"

He Shuangying went completely mad, unleashing his power in rapid succession. His ability allowed him to unleash a maximum of two sword strikes at a time.

The moment the opponent teleported, they struck Jiang Mu from the left and right almost simultaneously!

Clang! Clang!

The golden light shield trembled violently, yet it still held firm.

He Shuangying's temples throbbed with veins, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth again, yet he gritted his teeth and grinned maliciously: "The protective talisman will only last for three times at most. Let's see how many more swords you can block?!"

"Six kills!"

After catching his breath, Jiang Mu once again used teleportation to dodge the sixth flying sword.

"Seven Killings!"

He Shuangying gritted his teeth and unleashed his last flying sword.

The sword strike was as heavy as a mountain, crushing down and landing squarely on Jiang Mu's body.

result.

The amulet blocked it!

Seeing this, He Shuangying was overcome with rage and anger, and coupled with the backlash from his supernatural powers, he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"You beast! You're a beast!!"

He was completely devastated.

How many amulets is this guy carrying? Who gave them to him?!

"Is it over?"

Seeing the sword aura protecting the opponent's body begin to dissipate, Jiang Mu's eyes turned cold. "You've killed me so many times, now... it's my turn!"

Jiang Mu drew his sword and slashed.

Having exhausted his supernatural powers, He Shuangying was extremely weak and dared not continue the fight.

He yelled and turned to run away.

However, the next moment, Jiang Mu appeared out of thin air in front of him, with a knife in her hand against his neck.

He Shuangying froze, his eyes filled with despair and pleading:

"No...you can't kill me..."

"I am the young master of the Divine Sword Sect... If you kill me, my father, my grandfather... the entire Divine Sword Sect will not let you get away with it!"

"You're an official from the Demon Slayer Division, you should arrest me and take me back..."

Jiang Mu sighed:

"Young Master He, do you think I want to kill you?"

"I had a dream that God had given me a legitimate position as a star official, but when I woke up, I found that you had stolen it from me."

"From that day on, I swore that what belongs to me, I would take back with my own hands!"

Upon hearing this, He Shuangying almost felt another mouthful of blood rise to his throat.

Damn it!

How can you be so shameless!

What else did he want to say?

Swish!

Jiang Mu didn't give him any more time to ramble on, and with a swift movement, she brought down the knife.

A flash of blood.

A head, frozen in shock, resentment, and absurdity, flew high into the air.

Fresh blood spurted out like a fountain.

He Shuangying is dead.

Just as He Shuangying's life was about to end.

The sky suddenly darkened for a moment.

Jiang Mu seemed to sense something and suddenly looked up.

Immediately afterwards, a beam of pale blue starlight was drawn from He Shuangying's headless corpse and shot straight into the sky.

But the next second, the starlight seemed to be drawn by something.

It suddenly turned back, as if struck by a thunderbolt, and crashed down on Jiang Mu!

Earthly Hidden Star, return to your place!