Fairies Are Fierce

Chapter 293: One sword kills him instantly, what is there to say?

Yangcheng is a big city with tens of thousands of people. It is too cold to go out and they all stay at home. After receiving the notice from Yan Sanjie, the local magistrate did not neglect it and organized his policemen and young men to search for strange things inside and outside the city. .

But the demons are everywhere, and the Immortal Master is looking for a needle in a haystack on the road, and ordinary people can find nothing.

After a day of busy work inside and outside the city, it got dark again before I knew it. Most of the people who organized themselves could not bear the hunger and cold, and most of them dispersed. Only a few monks with good foundations were still searching in the streets and alleys.

After Zuo Lingquan arrived in Yangcheng, her exploration was fruitless, so she communicated with Lingye and asked her to search for clues in the mountains behind Yangshan Mountain, while she continued to stay in Yangcheng to prevent monsters from rising up and harming the people.

The sky is getting dark, Yangcheng West Market, Fuji Street.

Zuo Lingquan was holding a sword and looking at the gourds and gourds hanging outside a shop; Xie Qiutao was squatting on the street, pressing his palms on the snow, sensing the situation underground; Jing Xun, who was more talkative, stood outside the shop, Talking to the old woman looking after the shop:

"Auntie, did you see anything today?"

"what's that?"

"Big bird, or gourd or something."

“There’s no gourd, do you want sauerkraut?”

"..."

Zuo Lingquan shook his head secretly. If he wanted to find monsters and monsters, he still had to rely on birds. He came outside a wall, looked at Tuanzi who was squatting on it and looked around, and asked:

"Tuan'er, did you see anything?"

Tuanzi spread his wings: "Ji."

Zuo Lingquan understood the meaning and wanted to contact Lingye, but there was no Tiandun Pagoda, and the Tiandun Pagoda could only reach a few miles away. Lingye should be searching in the mountains and fields in the north, so he couldn't contact him.

Xie Qiutao searched all day long and was overwhelmed. He came to the front with the iron pipa in his arms and sighed:

"During the day, the monsters really want to escape, and they are probably all out of Caiyi Country now. But it doesn't matter if they run away, at least the people here will not be harmed anymore..."

"If the people here are not harmed, they will still harm others if they go outside."

"Too……"

The two chatted briefly and continued walking into the alley to see if there was anything unusual.

It was snowing heavily in the twelfth lunar month of winter, and it got dark very quickly. In just one cup of tea, the streets and alleys of Yangcheng were already so dark that it was difficult to see the roads.

Tang Jingxuan walked behind. Because he was not good at catching monsters, his mind was a little wandering. He was still thinking about what Lingye had become suspicious about last night. But as he walked, his ears moved slightly and he looked outside the city, wondering. :

"Are there any sounds of birds chirping outside?"

Tang Jingxun's cultivation was there, and the range of perception was farther than Zuo Lingquan and Xie Qiutao. After she reminded him, Zuo Lingquan paid careful attention outside the city and did hear the calls of birds coming from the wind and snow:

"Gah—gah—"

Xie Qiutao frowned:

"It's crows. It's winter, and it's snowing so heavily. How can crows fly in groups outside?"

Zuo Lingquan jumped up to the roof and looked outside the city.

The birds flew very fast, but within a short time, the buzzing sound like locusts passing through the border could be heard. The people on the edge of the city were aware of it. The lights were turned on one after another, but the light was too dim to see clearly what was happening on the horizon.

Zuo Lingquan frowned slightly, raised his hands on the roof to perform the sutra, and said silently:

"shock!"

bang——

The dull sound of thunder came from the thick black clouds above the city, and a bright electric light cut through the night sky, instantly illuminating the snowy sky inside and outside Yangcheng.

Although the lightning flashed away, the scene they saw shocked the three of them.

I saw a circular wave of black mist coming over the countryside around the city, covering the sky and the sun. Only if you look carefully can you find that the black mist is birds and beasts running from the mountains and forests. Countless people are coming from the periphery of the city. The center runs away.

Xie Qiutao's expression suddenly changed: "Taoist Yunbao guessed it right. It's a monster that can enchant one's mind. It's in the city."

Tang Jingxun saw such a terrifying scene for the first time. He took out the fire feather fan and held it in his hand, asking:

"What should I do? Should I burn them?"

Tang Jingxun's current way of doing things is to set fire to the city with a fan. It can indeed drive away the birds and beasts that are pressing down on them, but the birds and beasts have already blended into the residential areas around Yangcheng. This kind of indiscriminate and large-scale clearing is obviously not advisable.

After Zuo Lingquan looked around for a week, he picked up his sword and ran towards the outskirts of Yangcheng:

"It's impossible for a monster to use Divine Ability without leaking any of its aura. Just find the monster and kill it."

The maximum range of Xie Qiutao's Requiem Tune was only a hundred feet, and it was difficult to suppress the chaos in the city. He also followed him to the outskirts of the city to find the culprit.

The flocks of birds raging in the wind and snow were extremely fast, but they covered the city wall in the blink of an eye. Countless chickens, dogs, and rats also appeared on the snow.

The birds and beasts that were bewitched did not attack the people inside and outside the city. Instead, they acted as if they were crazy and were hostile to all living creatures around them. Some rolled and crawled around, and some attacked the surroundings indiscriminately.

The same was true for the people of Yangcheng who were in chaos. Their eyes were blood red and their expressions were ferocious. Their shrill screams overwhelmed the sound of the wind and snow, and there were sounds of smashing everywhere.

Zuo Lingquan wanted to go closer to check, but before he got close to the edge of the city wall, he discovered that the howling in the wind and snow seemed to have some kind of power, like the sound of ghosts and demons, which could make people irritated, panic, and fearful. Even he Feel restless.

On their sides, Tang Jingxuan and Tuanzi were not affected, but Xie Qiutao was not immune. His breath was also unstable. He clenched his pipa and looked around.

Seeing this, Zuo Lingquan suppressed his mind and quickly walked through the streets looking for traces of monsters. At the same time, he condensed ice and snow into a cage to isolate the fighting people...

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The other side.

It was just getting dark, and there were clouds of torches inside and outside the Yamen on Suimian Street. Nearly a thousand people gathered around the street, waiting for orders from above.

Most of these people were officers and soldiers from the Yangcheng garrison and local policemen, while the rest were the Immortal Master from outside and Yan Sanjie's friends in the world.

There was a madness around Yangcheng, and it was not only the Yan family that was affected. Other large families were afraid of being affected, so they also showed their Divine Abilities and invited some wandering Taoists from outside to protect their own safety. At this time, most of them were sitting in the lobby of the Yamen.

The whole city searched for a whole day, but found nothing. The various Immortal Masters inevitably had disagreements. Some people suggested searching in the mountains, while others said they had run away long ago. They couldn't stop arguing. Zhizhou Wang Lin was a layman on this and didn't know what to do. arrange.

Yan Sanjie had a high prestige in Yangcheng, but his family had suffered a big disaster and he had to ask for help from everyone. Naturally, he couldn't put on the airs of 'Yan Sanye'. At this time, he stood in the lobby and said earnestly:

"Taoist Master Yun is still searching outside. Don't be impatient. Please stay for a while and wait for Taoist Director Yun to come back to see what he says. As long as we are sure that the monster has escaped, Yan will hold a grand banquet at Yingchun Tower tonight to reward you all..."

Zhizhou Wang Lin walked in the lobby with his hands behind his back and shook his head in response:

"It would be better if the matter is solved. The righteous men who can come to help will not be greedy for a banquet. But it is already dark, and thousands of people are standing hungry outside in the ice and snow. Immortal Master Yun is not afraid of hunger and cold, and guards the camp The troops and horses cannot hold it. If it freezes for a few more hours, the camp will have to be blown up..."

Yan Sanjie couldn't keep up with Taoist Master Yunbao's movement, and he didn't know where this life-saver had gone. He couldn't let people leave at this time, so he could only look at the other Immortal Masters invited by him in the lobby.

The Yan family invited more than a hundred 'Immortal Masters', but only six of them were truly capable. Two of them followed Taoist Cloud Leopard to find monsters, and the remaining three stayed here to protect the safety of the Yan family.

The three people who stayed behind were far worse than Taoist Yunbao. They didn't speak, only the 'Sword Immortal' Fan Jin, who was squatting next to the stove to warm up, saw Yan Sanjie looking over, and said:

"If there's really a demon causing trouble, the officers and soldiers outside can't help much. Just leave it to us immortals to get rid of the demon. Let them disperse."

Yan Sanjie didn't want to listen to Fan Jin's words, and looked at the Immortal Master invited by some big households in the city. He was about to ask for his opinion, but there was a muffled thunder outside the yamen:

bang——

There was a sudden sound of thunder in the black light, blind fire, wind and snow, which was naturally eye-catching. Everyone in the lobby was alarmed and quickly ran out of the door to check.

Yan Sanjie didn't know why at first, but he immediately heard exclamations from around him:

"what is that……"

"So many rats..."

"Bird... ah—"

Screams followed.

Yan Sanjie's expression suddenly changed, he took the saber from his entourage, and stood in front of Zhizhou Wang Lin.

"ah--"

The screams quickly approached. First, a black flock of birds rushed over the Yamen, then fire appeared in the distance, and arrows from bows and crossbows landed on the roof of the Yamen.

Yan Sanjie was terrified, and looked outside the yamen, wanting to see if a monster had rushed here, but what he didn't expect was that an old friend standing beside him pulled out a waist knife, and pointed at the other people. A sweep.

Yan Sanjie is the master of the world's upright eight classics, his kung fu is excellent, he blocked it casually, and was about to ask, but he was shocked to find that everyone inside and outside the yamen was in chaos, except Zhizhou Wang Lin and his master, who fled in panic, Most of the others started to attack others.

Yan Sanjie did not lose consciousness, but he was also dizzy from the screams. He secretly thought something was wrong, pulled his son Yan Ge, and said loudly:

"Master Chen Immortal, help me put Yan Ge..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yan Sanjie found out that the Immortal Masters hired by the big households in Yangcheng paid exorbitant prices to kill each other with ferocious faces, or they sensed that their minds were affected, so they flew and smashed through the dome of the hall without hesitation, and fled outside. go.

"Damn it!"

Yan Sanjie was furious, so he could only hold the frantically struggling Yan Ge with one hand, and a few friends from the rivers and lakes who were still awake, covering the other uncles and nephews and Zhizhou Wang Lin to retreat to the back of the yamen.

But most people have already fallen into a state of panic, and a few friends in the world are too busy to take care of themselves. How can they protect so many people.

Yan Sanjie was furious and angry, and he couldn't let his relatives and friends kill each other. When he was yelling loudly, he suddenly realized that Fan Jin didn't run away, and pushed the people around him away with all his strength, pulling him back:

"I can't control it anymore. They are all crazy. If they don't leave, they will die here..."

"Fan Jianxian..."

"You damn swordsman, do you think I look like a swordsman? Let's go..."

…

——

"ah--"

Ding-ding-ding-ding——

There were constant screams inside and outside the city, dense flying birds obscured the view, and the sound of collisions could be heard everywhere.

Yangcheng is not small, with hundreds of streets and lanes and nearly ten thousand houses and houses. It is difficult to find hidden monsters in the chaotic situation.

Zuo Lingquan searched a dozen streets and alleys in a blink of an eye, but failed to find the demon. Instead, he found Song Fu, the old housekeeper of Yanjiazhuang, among the crowd.

The larger the range of the spell, the greater the influence it has on a single target. People with a tough mind are more resistant to spells that cause confusion.

The old housekeeper, Song Fu, was born in the rivers and lakes. He has fought all his life, and his body and mind are not bad. At this time, he has not yet fallen into madness, but his face is blue and he is in a panic. .

Zuo Lingquan quickly came to the front, raised his hand and slapped Song Fu's knife away:

"Taoist Yunbao, where are they?"

When Song Fu saw that the person who came was Zuo Lingquan, his eyes suddenly became clearer, he looked happy, and said anxiously:

"Zhizhou Yamen, go quickly. Something happened to Mr. San and the others. Go quickly..."

Zuo Lingquan saw that Song Fu was unconscious, so he didn't ask carefully, so he slapped him unconscious, threw him into the house and sealed the door, and flew against the wind to Zhizhou Yamen in the east of the city.

The entire city was in chaos, with fires everywhere. There were so many birds flying in the sky that it was impossible to see very far.

Zuo Lingquan had only been running towards the Yamen for a moment, but before he saw the monster itself, a righteous scolding came from the distance:

"Death to the evildoer!"

bang——

Two thunderbolts came one after another and landed behind the county government office in the east of the city.

Zuo Lingquan flew to the nearby area and saw Taoist Clouded Leopard half hanging in the air, with a green thunder net covering his body to isolate the crazy flying birds.

Not far away, inside and outside the Yangcheng Yamen, it was a mess.

Nearly a thousand people gathered here are all skilled warriors. After falling into madness, there are only a very small number of them who are afraid to move forward, and most of them are madly attacking the surrounding people.

Nearly a thousand people were fighting with weapons, and the scene was so chaotic that it was impossible to see clearly. All that could be seen was blood staining the snow.

The nearly one hundred 'Immortal Masters' who had gathered in the county government office had some cultivation and did not lose their minds at the first moment, but after such an accident, how could they have the intention to fight demons and earn money? There are only a few people left, trying their best to break up the chaos among everyone.

Yan Sanjie, the owner of the Yan Family Manor, is also working with a few Jiang Hu people who have not fallen into madness to stop the people who are killing each other, but they are not monks after all, and they cannot kill their acquaintances, they can only find opportunities to stun After a while, he was covered in blood.

It was impossible for Zuo Lingquan to run to start a fight at this time, so he jumped directly to the vicinity of Yunbao Taoist.

Behind the county government office, apart from Taoist Cloud Leopard floating in the air, there are also five monks with high morals on the ground, two of whom were seen in the hall of the Yan family, and the rest are probably invited by the big households in the city, waiting for Law with thunder bells. Weapon, with a pale face, tried to help.

In the house that was hit by Taoist Yunbao's thunder, all the floor tiles exploded, revealing a huge pothole.

Countless black feathers were scattered in the pit. A black crow with a wingspan of nearly six feet was rising from the pit and roaring to the sky:

"Gah——"

The crow's pupils are scarlet, and its feathers are as hard and sharp as blades. When it flaps its wings, it can hear the sound of "sizzling—" with a piercing echo, which makes people feel dizzy like a soul bell.

Xie Qiutao's movements were extremely fast. After seeing the giant crow, he jumped up high without thinking, holding the iron pipa upside down with both hands, and smashed it down with the force of breaking a mountain.

bang——

A loud thunderous sound resounded through the entire street.

A shock wave visible to the naked eye appeared from where Pipa landed and spread to the periphery into circular ripples.

The surrounding birds, the roof ridges and the green bricks on the ground all cracked under the impact like cracking rocks. The densely packed birds were even shaken into blood mist by the volley.

But the crow's morality is obviously not low. When the lute landed on his body, his body instantly shattered into countless black feathers. The next moment, he had condensed on the roof of another house hundreds of meters away, spreading his wings and vibrating, and thousands of birds around him went crazy. It seemed to be rushing towards him.

Zuo Lingquan saw this scene and noticed that the crow was unusual. It seemed to have no entity and was just a shadow. He asked:

"What kind of monster is this?"

Xie Qiutao missed the shot and retreated to Zuo Lingquan, also a little puzzled, obviously never seen this kind of monster before.

The several Immortal Masters on the ground probably had just entered Spirit Valley and could not handle the wind. Seeing Zuo Lingquan flying over, one of them quickly reminded:

"This monster is the iron bell crow, which comes from the barren mountains in the south. It is extremely rare. It is born with the art of spirit and ghost. It is difficult to hurt with swords and ghosts. It can only be subdued by thunder."

Tuanzi who was following Zuo Lingquan heard that he was a fellow villager, and quickly squatted on Tang Jingxun's shoulders, showing the appearance of a phoenix spreading its wings, imitating a crow's wings and making a sound of "chi chi chi chi...", which seemed to be I want to fight the crow, but unfortunately no bird listens to it, and no one cares about it.

Taoist Cloud Leopard, who was flying in the sky, heard the sound, and while attacking the crow with thunder, he opened his mouth and said:

"Go and save the people in the city, and just hand over this demon to the Daoist."

"Don't be careless, Yun Xianchang, this monster is extremely difficult to deal with. Although our knowledge is shallow, we can still help..."

While speaking, the six monks, big and small, bombarded the giant crows wandering in the streets and alleys with various lightning techniques.

Xie Qiutao doesn't know thunder, but she knows a lot of unique skills to deal with monsters. She wanted to pick up the pipa and use it, but before she even moved, Zuo Lingquan had already made a move.

After Zuo Lingquan refined the natal wood, he could use thunder and wind techniques. Although he hadn't learned the related fairy arts, as a swordsman, he didn't need to learn some things.

After hearing the explanation from several people, Zuo Lingquan flew forward and rushed towards the ghostly moving black crow.

Several Immortal Masters on the ground saw this and urgently reminded:

"Be careful, this demon is hard to hurt with a sword and is useless up close..."

Before he finished speaking, a bright sword light pierced the night sky, suppressing all the noise and words.

I saw Zuo Lingquan dressed in black robes, his figure breaking through the wind and snow, but in the blink of an eye he was more than ten feet away from the black crow.

The Iron Bell Crow was extremely cautious, and its huge body dispersed into flying feathers again, and at the same moment, the Sword Intent soared into the sky.

The Xuanming sword wrapped in black cloth in Zuo Lingquan's hand, the black cloth was shaken to pieces, the blade did not know when it would be unsheathed, when he saw it, a black dragon had already made a move, piercing the wind and snow in front of him.

Swish——

The sound of the sword has changed. It is different from the clear and ethereal sound of the past. It has a little noise, which makes the momentum of the sword slightly weakened.

But what is different from the past is that the ink dragon formed by the condensed sword energy has thousands of electric snakes wandering around its body, like a thunder dragon rushing out of the black sea, smashing the world in front of it.

The first time he drew his sword like this, he was too unfamiliar, causing the sword energy to be too scattered and not condensed at one point. Countless electric lights scattered to the surrounding area, shattering the rubble and green bricks.

But this earth-shattering battle, from a layman's perspective, is obviously more thrilling than a sword drawing a line.

bang——

After hearing a loud noise, the thunder dragon appeared from the sky and hit the black crow's body.

The crow scattered into flying feathers all over the sky, but the feathers were entangled with lightning, making a "sizzling-" sound.

When the black feathers condensed into a giant crow again, the iron-feathered crow saw no sword wounds on its body, but emitted puffs of blue smoke, giving off a burnt smell, and the bird's pupils also showed a slack color.

Wow——

In front of everyone's eyes, the ferocious giant crow fell from the sky and smashed the house below. It was twitching all over and could not get up again.

"..."

Everyone, big and small, Immortal Master was dumbfounded.

Zuo Lingquan landed on the top of the house and waited for a moment. There was no movement of the crow, and he was still a little confused. He sheathed his sword and looked back at everyone:

"With such a big battle, is this the end?"

Taoist Yunbao was suspended in mid-air, looking at Zuo Lingquan with an incredible look in his eyes. He opened and closed his lips, but did not speak.

The shock in the eyes of several Immortal Masters on the ground was particularly obvious after they came to their senses:

"what happened?"

"The monster shows off his evil ways and cuts them off with a sword. What else is there to say? Aren't all sword immortals like this..."

"Could that sword strike just now be Jiang Taiqing and Jiang Jianxian's 'Crazy Thunder'?"

"It's a bit like... This fairy leader, is it Jiang Jianhuang's high disciple Yunzhengyang Yunjianxian?"

"My family name is Zuo..."

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(end of this chapter)