In the Demon Suppression Division: Crimson Words Nurture the Blade, Slaying Demons to Prove the Dao

Facing the Xuanlan Wolf Demon, Wei Xuanfeng was filled with fighting spirit.

With the red inscription on his head and his improved swordsmanship, he was very confident in himself.

He drew his embroidered spring knife and walked step by step toward the Xuanlan wolf demon.

The Taizu Sword Technique Mantra: Begin your move like a standing stake; if your lower body is unstable, you might as well take a beating.

Xuanlan Wolf Demon also sensed his aura, which was far superior to that of the group of martial artists he had just slaughtered.

Neither the human nor the wolf was in a hurry to make the first move; instead, they paced back and forth, searching for each other's weaknesses.

Wei Xuanfeng suddenly looked behind the Xuanlan Wolf Demon, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

This expression was immediately noticed by the Xuanlan Wolf Demon.

It suddenly turned around, and Wei Xuanfeng, without thinking, pounced forward.

The man was in mid-air, his embroidered spring knife raised high above his head.

The eighth move of the Taizu sword technique: Splitting Mount Hua with force.

However, before he could strike his opponent, a sense of crisis surged up his spine.

Damn, we've fallen for their trap!

That beast was pretending to turn its head; it was really just whipping its tail!

The howling hairs on the wolf's tail bristled, and it swept down like a mace.

Wei Xuanfeng twisted his waist mid-air, changing his posture and turning his downward slash into a horizontal slash to protect his chest.

The third move of Emperor Taizu's sword technique: Iron Chain Across the River.

when!

The wolf's tail slammed into the blade, instantly splitting Wei Xuanfeng's tiger's mouth open and sending him flying.

During his flight, he twirled the Embroidered Spring Blade close to his body, deflecting three claw attacks with a series of clanging sounds.

When he rolled behind the big tree and stood up, he felt a chill in his waist, followed by a burning pain.

Looking down, I saw a blood groove, thankfully not deep.

He was also slashed on the thigh, his pants were torn open, and his skin and flesh were rolled up.

Wei Xuanfeng weighed the Embroidered Spring Blade in his hand and then laughed.

"That cunning beast has taught me a lesson."

"Awoo!"

The Xuanlan wolf demon didn't give him a chance to catch his breath and pounced on him.

With that pounce, a stench filled the air.

Wei Xuanfeng did not retreat.

The Taizu sword technique does not include the retreat technique.

This sword technique was forged on the battlefield; every move is an aggressive attack, and every strike is forward.

If you take a step back, your momentum will dissipate.

Once the momentum faltered, the knife moved slower.

He stepped forward, his knife moving with his body, his body turning with his steps.

The first strike swept away a thousand troops.

The wolf demon turned its head to avoid the attack, then retaliated with a claw, tearing open his left shoulder.

The second cut is like rowing against the current.

He swung his hand back and slashed the wolf's belly, leaving a half-foot-long gash.

The third blow was like Mount Tai pressing down.

The wolf demon stubbornly lunged at his throat, but he turned his head to avoid it. The wolf's fangs bit into his shoulder blade, and blood splattered all over his face.

Without even flinching, he shoved the embroidered spring knife into the wolf's shoulder, then kicked off the wolf's chest with both feet, exerting tremendous force.

This kick not only created distance between Wei Xuanfeng and his opponent, but also helped him use the momentum to tear open the wolf skin with his knife.

In three rounds, the werewolf and the human exchanged several wounds.

"Waaaaah..."

The Xuanlan Wolf Demon let out a mournful howl, and its left forelimb drooped limply, held together by only a layer of skin.

Isn't this person afraid of pain?

I bit him three times, so why did he stab me harder with each cut?

Little did it know that Wei Xuanfeng had already secretly taken the Power Pill.

Confidence does not mean arrogance.

When a lion fights a rabbit, he still needs all his strength.

When fighting a monster, you can't afford to hold back.

The Xuanlan wolf demon had injured its bones and tendons, and could no longer lift its left forelimb.

As Wei Xuanfeng approached step by step, the handsome face that it had previously looked down upon was now filled with extreme coldness and calm.

Xuanlan Wolf Demon instinctively realized...

Run, or you'll die!

It suddenly turned and ran away, looking extremely disheveled, with its back wide open.

It seems that even monsters will disregard their own safety when faced with the fear of death.

Wei Xuanfeng suddenly gripped his embroidered spring knife and strode after him.

In just a few breaths, he rushed up behind the Xuanlan Wolf Demon.

Then, in one of the most ordinary straight thrusts of the Taizu sword technique, the Embroidered Spring Blade was sent out.

The tip of the blade emitted a faint bluish light, which was very weak and enveloped the blade, flickering and emitting a low tremor.

A burst of energy tore through the air, and with a sharp whistle, the blade flew out like a meteor, piercing the Xuanlan Wolf Demon's back with its hilt intact.

The wolf demon's body suddenly froze in mid-air.

Looking back in astonishment, his eyes were filled with disbelief as he lay dying.

[Successfully killed a servant-level monster, Gold Coins +100]

After killing the Xuanlan Wolf Demon, Wei Xuanfeng did not rejoice, but immediately closed his eyes and pondered.

Just now, with that strike, I actually unleashed a blade aura!

He vaguely felt as if he had touched something, but he couldn't quite grasp it!

This feeling is like having a wet dream; it's so close, so very close!

Then I woke up...

"Forget it, if we didn't catch it this time, there's always next time." Wei Xuanfeng sighed, then looked at the wolf demon's corpse. "Damn it, killing rabbits is still more cost-effective."

Both are worth 100 gold coins, but the rabbit demon is much easier to kill than the wolf demon.

"Great...great hero...save me..."

The warrior who was initially disemboweled by the wolf demon let out a faint cry for help.

Wei Xuanfeng walked to the other person's side.

"Brother, even if a celestial being were here, they couldn't save you," Wei Xuanfeng shook his head. "However... I can help you end your suffering."

"Alright...alright...thank you, hero..." The martial artist knew he couldn't be saved by a miracle, and said haltingly, "Please...please trouble you, hero...to give my wife...um..."

Before he could finish speaking, Wei Xuanfeng's embroidered spring knife had already sliced ​​across the other man's throat.

"No need to thank me, I'm not doing this for free."

Wei Xuanfeng then rummaged through the corpse and pulled out several porcelain jars, a purse, and a letter.

I don't know what medicine was in the porcelain jar; it was useless, so I threw it away.

My purse was full of copper coins, which were worthless and quite heavy, so I threw them away.

As for the letters, Wei Xuanfeng didn't even bother to tear them open to read their contents.

They still want me to deliver a message...

Wei Xuanfeng considered himself a businessman, so how could this person, who didn't even offer a errand fee, possibly bother him?

He's insane!

Then, Wei Xuanfeng walked over to the other martial artists.

Perhaps it was because that Xuanlan wolf demon liked to eat fresh sashimi, or perhaps it was because martial artists were indeed very resilient.

They are all still alive.

Of course, in Wei Xuanfeng's view, they were beyond saving.

So he mercifully ended their suffering and took the opportunity to search their bodies.

"Damn it, this dagger is the only decent one."

Of the martial artists, the only things that caught Wei Xuanfeng's eye were a few small goldfish and a dagger.

The dagger emitted a ghostly blue light under the moonlight, clearly indicating that it had been poisoned.

This is the tragedy of a low-level martial arts world: without storage bags, even looting bags isn't satisfying.

Wei Xuanfeng sighed and was about to leave when his ankle was suddenly grabbed.

"Help me..."

The speaker was his slender colleague, who was also a soldier in the Zhenfu Division.

"Your injuries do indeed allow you to survive."

The reason Wei Xuanfeng didn't kill her was that he could tell at a glance that her injuries were not fatal.

He kills without blinking an eye, but he's not a bloodthirsty person.

That's why he didn't kill her or search her body.

Since the other party did not ask him to be released, he had no reason to take her belongings.

"Save me..." the slender soldier murmured.

She had short, neat hair, a beautiful face, sharp eyebrows, and powerful phoenix eyes.

Beneath her aura of "keep away" lies a certain charm.

"What will you offer as payment?" Wei Xuanfeng asked condescendingly.

"My body..." Wen Shihan said, her pretty face still deathly pale.

Wei Xuanfeng was speechless. Did he really look like a lecher?

"If you're not a little girl, where do you get your confidence from..." Wei Xuanfeng shook his head. "Let's get practical. If you don't have a decent reward to offer, I'm leaving."

"No...don't go..." Wen Shihan's breath grew weaker and weaker. "I have a manual of lightness skill in my arms..."

Before she could finish speaking, she fainted.

Wei Xuanfeng squatted down, reached into her arms, and sure enough, found a booklet.

He opened the booklet, carefully read a few pages, and then...

"A rare find... the deal is done, let's go, my lord."

The moonlight couldn't penetrate the dense foliage of the forest. Wei Xuanfeng's figure, carrying the girl, was quickly swallowed by the shadows, leaving only the still-warm blood on the ground, gleaming faintly...

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