human guard

Chapter 15 You Are Too Impatient
Ding--

Sparks splash.

Shen Changqing turned around and looked at Zhang Long, who was holding a long saber, with a look of regret on his face.

"Zhang Zhaotou, you are too impatient!"

He originally planned to have a good time with the monsters in the illusion, but Zhang Long's attack directly made himself withdraw from the illusion.

This is also impossible.

The monsters who cast the illusion are not strong enough. If there is no interference from outsiders, it will still take some time for Shen Changqing to crack the illusion.

In the case of external interference.

The illusion will be directly broken.

"How is it possible, how can you have nothing at all-" Zhang Long exclaimed in disbelief, he knew very well what kind of power his knife had.

Even a master of the Tongmai realm.

Under the premise of being unprepared, it is absolutely impossible to survive if you forcibly take a knife from yourself.

Not to mention.

The location where he cut was the deadly place such as the neck.

only--

What Zhang Long never expected was that Shen Changqing would be the thirteenth Taibao's horizontal practice practice, no, not only perfection, but a breakthrough to the unprecedented No.15 layer.

On the fifteenth floor, there are [-] Taibao horizontal exercises.

Not to mention that water and fire are invulnerable, but it is also in a state of invulnerability.

With a martial artist in the forging realm, even if Shen Changqing stood there and let him cut, there would not be any problems except for the eyes and other vital places.

"I said it all, you are too impatient."

Shen Changqing shook his head and walked slowly towards Zhang Long.

An invisible oppression made Zhang Long step back.

Suddenly.

He slashed out in a volley, and the icy sword light was attached to Chunyang's infuriating energy. With lightning speed, he chopped off Zhang Long's arm holding the knife, and the hot breath even burned the wound.

"what--"

The severe pain made Zhang Long scream, and his face instantly turned pale.

Just when Shen Changqing took the second step, the illusion around him suddenly changed, and he returned to the courtyard again.

The appearance of those shadows can already be seen clearly, they are obviously a few short children.

But the difference is that the children's faces were as pale as corpses, their lips were black and blue, and some places were even rotted to the point of maggots, and the smell of rotten stench came out.

"roll!"

Shen Changqing yelled angrily, and the pure Yang Qi burst out suddenly.

The eighth layer of pure yang infuriating, combined with the Seven Killing Blade Technique, instantly tore apart the few people in front of him.

Body torn.

A scream that did not sound like a human voice sounded, and several children were already scattered like black mist.

next moment.

The scene disappeared.

The broken arm holding the knife remained on the ground, but Zhang Long was nowhere to be seen.

Looking at the blood on the ground, Shen Changqing's face was cold, and he strode to kill him.

in a deserted village.

Zhang Long clutched his broken arm and was stumbling to escape, looking behind him from time to time, and there was still panic on his face.

Until now.

He couldn't believe that he would be reduced to this point.

"impossible--"

"I obviously poisoned the pastry. According to the time, it should be when the poison is released. Why can he still exert such strength!"

Zhang Long couldn't believe it.

In order to calculate the punctuality of the time and ensure that nothing goes wrong, he did not act immediately when Shen Changqing fell into the illusion, but silently waited for the time of the poison to come, and then dared to kill.

Rao is so.

Still lost.

and--

Really missed.

Severing his arm with a knife, he didn't have time to react. That kind of strength is by no means comparable to an ordinary Tongmai.

at this time.

There was a strong wind blowing from behind.

Years of actual combat experience made Zhang Long pounce to the left, and at the same time, he saw a hot knife slashing on the ground, showing neither deep nor shallow traces.

Shen Changqing approached with a knife.

Looking at Zhang Long, who was lying on the ground and had no energy left, killing intent rose in his heart.

"why?"

He doesn't understand.

Why did Zhang Long want to kill himself.

After coming to Lin'an City, Shen Changqing understood a lot of things, but he just didn't understand the purpose of Zhang Long's shot against him.

"If I say so, can you let me live?"

Zhang Long was panting heavily, his eyes revealing a desire for life.

Shen Changqing pondered for a while: "If you say it, you will waste your martial arts, and I can let you live."

"it is good!"

-

Shen Changqing was still standing there, the long knife unsheathed was mottled with blood, and Zhang Long, who fell to the ground, was also separated.

He broke his promise.

Telling the truth in Zhang Long means the end of life.

In fact, as early as in Lin'an City, when Zhao Fang said that all the villagers were transferred out, Shen Changqing didn't notice anything wrong.

can be behind.

He noticed that the atmosphere in Lin'an City was different, and then he realized the problem.

Quiet!

Peaceful!

It doesn't look like a demon at all.

For ordinary people, the appearance of evil spirits should have moved them to fear, but the people of Lin'an City did not.

Obvious.

The evil news did not spread.

This matter is already inconsistent with what Zhao Fang and Zhang Long said.

and.

Zhang Long gave himself the pastry today. When he took the first bite, he realized that there was something wrong with the pastry.

It is a pity that although the poison of cakes is not weak, there is no way to compete with his own pure yang infuriating.

In front of the pure yang infuriating energy on the eighth floor.

The poison of pastry was dissolved quietly.

Various reasons.

Shen Changqing was basically sure that the evil spirits in Lin'an City were definitely not as simple as evil evil spirits. Zhao Fang and Zhang Long had problems, but he just couldn't figure out what the purpose of Zhao Fang and Zhang Long was.

It was not until Zhang Long confessed that he really understood.

"The people in the village have long since died, and all of them were buried in the hands of the evil spirits, but Lin'an City just lied about how many people died, and passed the news on, in order to attract people from the Town Demon Division to come.

For a monster that was judged to be barely secluded, the Demon Suppression Division would definitely not dispatch too powerful demon slayers.

The biggest possibility is to send a trainee exorcist to release it as an assessment task. "

"A few apprentice slayers, even if they are in the realm of the channel, their strength will definitely not be too strong!"

"A powerful secluded monster, after swallowing up a few masters of Tongmai realm, it is very likely that it will transform to the level of resentment-"

This is Zhang Long's purpose.

Quietly, a resentment-level monster was cultivated.

After all, if a grudge-level monster is cultivated normally, there must be a lot of flesh and blood that needs to be swallowed, and it is simply not enough for one or two villagers.

By then.

There are many people who died, and it will definitely attract the attention of the town magician.

Once there is a strong man of Zhen Mo Si looking at Lin'an City, he is afraid that the secluded monster could not be promoted, and it has already been buried in the hands of Zhen Mo Si.

therefore.

It can only use high-quality blood essence to support the secluded monster, so that he can be promoted successfully before the Town Demon Division is completely aware of the problem.

(End of this chapter)