Slaying Gods: Ancestral Witch Agent, Starting with the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique

Gu Tianchen, completely unharmed, also came out and said to Shen Qingzhu in a cheeky tone, "Hey bro, keep going! Punch my chest with your little angel fists!"

Shen Qingzhu's eyes turned cold, and she flipped her hand to grasp an extremely black longsword.

The moment Gu Tianchen saw the Demon Sword, he immediately shut up.

Although he has now cultivated the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique to the seventh level, and has been tempered by nine tribulations of lightning using the Thunder Tempering Technique, his physical defense is no different from that of the Supreme God.

It can face the Demon Sword, the most powerful of the seven supreme artifacts of Heaven, which flows with the laws of destruction.

His physical defenses were clearly no match for this number one weapon of heaven.

Unable to afford to offend Gu Tianchen, he quickly made his escape, putting his arm around Gongyang Zhuo's neck and starting a conversation.

"Brother Gongyang, what have you thought about what I mentioned last time?"

Gongyang Zhuo, waving his fan, asked with a smile, "Who have you taken a fancy to?"

"Your sister."

pat!

Gongyang Zhuo dropped the folding fan in his hand and looked at Gu Tianchen in disbelief.

"You bastard, Gu Tianchen! I treated you like a brother, and you actually want to be my brother-in-law?!"

Gu Tianchen slapped Gongyang Zhuo on the head and said irritably, "What are you thinking, kid?"

"What I mean is, back then, it took us a lot of effort to coax and trick them..."

"Huh?" Gongyang Zhuo's eyes widened like copper bells.

Gu Tianchen coughed lightly, turned to look at An Qingyu who was cutting fish, and said, "Old Fish, cut this kid's brain later to erase this memory."

An Qingyu smiled without saying a word, but simply gave Gu Tianchen an OK sign.

Gongyang Zhuo stared in disbelief. "You two are openly discussing cutting out my brain right in front of me?"

Aren't you trying to avoid people at all?

How did the Nightfall Squad manage to cultivate such a bandit-like, shameless, and degenerate atmosphere?

Gu Tianchen smiled and said, "Okay, let's continue."

"Back then, we traveled through time and did everything in our power to bring you to our side."

"Your sister tried to poach people but failed. Now we'll do the opposite: use your brother to control your sister and get Gongyang Wan to join the Nightfall Squad."

"Next up is Sister Qing, Little Baize, Brother Qiang, Uncle Nie, Lord Hou..."

"With their addition, our Nightfall Squad will not only be more powerful, but will also receive support from the Great Xia Dynasty's national fortune at any time."

"Just thinking about it makes me happy..."

While adding hot pot broth to the pot, Lin Qiye said with a smile, "Don't even think about it. The special team has at least six people and at most nine. We're already at full capacity."

Gu Tianchen was taken aback. "Huh? The Night Watch has such a rule? How come I didn't know?"

An Qingyu adjusted her glasses and said, "When we escaped from the fasting place, Commander Ye mentioned this rule, and I remember it."

Gu Tianchen said with a frustrated look, "Damn it, there's a limit to the number of people. I was just planning to pack up all my godfathers and squeeze them into our Nightfall Squad through the back door."

"There's no limit to the number of special teams, right? I'll apply for a spot for the tenth special team on their behalf."

"I've already thought of a name, it'll be called... Pangu Squad, what do you guys think?"

"puff!!!"

Baili Pangpang, who was just taking a spoonful of hot pot soup, couldn't help but spit it all out.

"Good grief, everyone else's team name is something like Phoenix Mask, but you've brought up that guy's name. What are the others supposed to do then?"

Baili Pangpang waved the spoon in his hand and said irritably.

"Alright, let's not talk about work today. The hot pot is ready, everyone, let's get started!"

Upon hearing the captain's command, the three brutes quickly took their positions, occupying advantageous terrain, their chopsticks clattering loudly.

Gongyang Zhuo looked at the three people who seemed about to fight with a puzzled expression, his lips twitching slightly, "This is..."

Shen Qingzhu, who was standing next to him, said, "Newcomer, a friendly reminder: you have to be quick, or you'll be starving."

Chapter 890 What about Taylor?

The stars twinkled, shining like diamonds against the night sky.

A gigantic monster resembling a humanoid bat was flying low, constantly looking back at its pursuers.

A background music track about shrimp catching started playing, stirring up clouds of dust in the yellow sand.

The roar of the motorcycle engine was like the howl of a wild beast, and the blinding lights tore through the night sky, relentlessly chasing after the bat monster!

Charles, clad in red and white armor, raised his hand and unleashed a ball of fire, blasting it towards the black bat monster in the air!

Sensing the intense heat behind it, the monster of the night immediately flapped its wings, trying to dodge the burning fireball.

Unexpectedly, Charles clenched his fist, and the blazing fireball exploded in mid-air, the shockwave instantly hitting the monster in the night!

The monster of night flapped its bat wings and fell from the sky, rolling several times in the desert before coming to a stop.

A blinding headlight shone instantly on the monster's face, making it impossible for its bloodthirsty eyes to open.

"Hey hey!"

The monster of the night covered its eyes with its arms and made pleading noises.

Charles jumped off his cool, flashy motorcycle and looked at the monster with a sneer.

"Nightmare, a monster of the Kelp type, is said to be the most loyal servant of Hastur, the King in Yellow, and is skilled in night combat..."

Charles read the intelligence sent from the Night Watch headquarters to the Nightmare monster, word by word.

Nightmare shielded the car headlights with one hand, seemingly terrified of light, while his other hand was secretly hidden behind his back. A flash of dark energy condensed into a sharp steel fork.

"Heh, it seems this knight knows a lot about our Nightshade race. Your Holy Judgment Knights have been relentlessly pursuing us lately, aren't you afraid of the Yellow King's retaliation?"

Charles gripped the knight's longsword at his waist and said coldly, "If she weren't absolutely certain, would Her Majesty have led us all the way from Bactria to Egypt?"

"Your King in Yellow hasn't shown up yet. Is he afraid?"

Nightmare's eyes turned cold, and the steel fork in his other hand instantly stabbed at Charles!

hum! ! !

A flame pattern spread out from the red and white armor, forming a flame shield that blocked Nightmare's sneak attack!

Charles slowly drew his knight's longsword from his waist, two flames coiling around the blade like dragons, emitting a scorching heat!

Swish!

The longsword, wreathed in flames, severed the Nightmare's head with a single, powerful strike, instantly filling the air with a stench of burnt flesh.

Charles wiped the blood off his sword with a look of disgust, then got on his beloved little motorcycle and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, Taylor's cries for help came through the walkie-talkie.

"Gentlemen, I'm in trouble and need your help!"

Charles immediately floored the accelerator and sped off toward the coordinates Taylor had sent, kicking up clouds of yellow dust!

"Taylor, hang in there, I'm coming!"

In the desert.

Taylor, clad in red and white armor and wielding a knight's longsword, was surrounded by a densely packed army of Nightshade.

Terrifying lightning crackled around the patterns on Taylor's armor, roaring like a fierce tiger!

Beneath his feet, the countless corpses of Nightmare monsters had piled up into a small mountain, almost burying him and his beloved little motorcycle...

Taylor gripped his knight's longsword tightly, the blade crackling with lightning, reflecting his rugged yet stubborn face.

"Come on, you bunch of scum!"

"Having been a member of the Great Xia Night Watch for so long, I haven't learned anything else, except one sentence..."

"If darkness descends... ten thousand people stand before me... wielding forty-meter-long swords... hiss... the ones behind me are gone."

Taylor gripped his knight's longsword tightly again, gritting his teeth as he said, "Come on, you damned scum! Even if I die, I'll take a few more down with me!!!"

Intermittent streaks of lightning swirled around Taylor's armor, clearly indicating that his energy was nearing depletion.

One of the Nightmare leaders raised its steel fork and swung it forward, and seven or eight more Nightmare monsters let out mournful cries and attacked Taylor from all directions!

Taylor wielded his knight's longsword and cut down the first two Nightmare monsters that charged at him!

Immediately afterwards, he was swarmed by the other monsters, their sharp claws sparking brilliantly against his armor!

A terrifying force swept out, knocking the severely weakened Taylor to the ground. The bloodthirsty Nightmare monsters then lunged and bit at Taylor's head!

Taylor raised his arms to protect his head. If it weren't for the armor protecting him, he would probably have been sucked dry by these damned monsters by now!

boom!!!

A fireball flew in from a distance, blasting away the Nightmares surrounding Taylor.

Charles executed a beautiful drift and stopped in front of Taylor, the sand kicked up by the motorcycle's rear wheel precisely feeding Taylor's mouth.

"Bah bah bah!"

Taylor, who was lying on the ground, quickly spat out the sand that had filled his mouth and looked at Charles with a resentful expression.

"Damn it! Are you here to save people or to kill them?!"

Charles gripped his knight's longsword tightly, his body ablaze with flames that illuminated the surroundings. He watched the Nightmare monsters warily as he spoke to Taylor.

"Renmin University's Xia culture has a long history and profound depth. It has so much essence but doesn't absorb it, and it's quite good at using swear words."

Swish!

The Nightmare leader suddenly launched a sneak attack, its steel fork flashing coldly in the night sky as it thrust towards Charles!

Charles, who was prepared, blocked the opponent's steel fork with his sword. The terrifying power of the two sides created a shockwave in the desert!

Charles, a knight renowned for his armor defense and physical strength, possessing combat power comparable to the human ceiling, blocked the opponent's attack and deflected it with a single sword strike!

As the flames surged, the Nightmare leader's lips curled slightly upwards as it used the force to fly backwards, leaving behind a single sentence.