The beginning of the king guards the Great Wall

There was a Weng sound in everyone's mind, like Hong Zhong Dalu.

Marco Polo was shocked and lost consciousness for a short time.

Even the bullets in mid-air were stagnant.

Brush brush!

The azure blue sword light erupted.

By the time Marco Polo came back to his senses, the bullet had been chopped into pieces.

The cold blade touched his neck again, and the eyes of the man holding the knife were indifferent, like a killing god without emotion.

Such a strong sword intent. . .Marco Polo was shocked.

"I admit defeat." Marco Polo obediently raised his hands.

As the saying goes: the gun is faster than seven steps away, and the knife is faster within seven steps.

They were all put on the neck with a knife, no matter how hard they struggled, it was futile.

Di Renjie snatched Marco Polo's two guns with a cold face, and asked: "You are not from Datang, who are you, where are you from, and what are you doing with guns?"

"My name is Marco Polo. I am an adventurer from Sunset Sea, a western country. Naturally, I carry two guns for self-defense. After all, there are countless wolves, tigers and leopards along the way." Marco Polo responded to Di Renjie's questions one by one.

"It seems that the dress is indeed from the West." Jiang Ming slightly nodded at Di Renjie, expressing that Marco Polo was not lying.

Di Renjie continued to ask: "Why are you chasing that man?"

Marco Polo said, "That man is a demon."

"Nonsense! He is obviously an ordinary Chang'an citizen, how could he be a demon?"

"If you don't believe me, I can prove it to you."

Just at this time, Li Yuanfang escorted the man back.

Jiang Ming withdrew the magic knife on Marco Polo's neck.

He was not afraid of Marco Polo escaping. If Mark really did this, Jiang Ming would give him a chill immediately.

Feeling the chilly blade on his neck move away, Marco Polo gave Jiang Ming a fearful look.

Then he reached into his bosom and took out a small piece of red wood.

In an instant, the fragrance entered Jiang Ming's nostrils.

Fragrant, light, is a strange fragrance that has never been smelled before.

"This kind of wood is called blood dragon wood. Its fragrance can stimulate the berserk nature of the demon species. You can tell whether the demon species has a try."

Marco Polo waved the blood dragon wood in front of Jiang Ming and the three, and then teased the man's nose like teasing a dog with a bone.

"Aww..."

The man let out a deep roar, and his blood-red eyes bulged exaggeratedly, almost jumping out of their sockets.

He writhed and struggled like a wild beast unwilling to be restrained.

At the same time, the skin tore open.

As if torn off the disguise of human skin, the hideous demon species was exposed.

Tall and ferocious, covered with red scales and barbs, like a demon from hell.

"Ah! It's really a demon seed!"

Li Yuanfang exclaimed.

He had only seen this kind of evil creature from books before, and the moment he saw it with his own eyes had an extremely powerful impact on his heart.

A chill rushed from the tailbone to the back of the head, and the huge plush ears were trembling.

Roar!

The demon seed shook his arm violently, and Li Yuanfang's weak figure was sent flying by it.

Then, it looked at Jiang Ming and the others.

With a roar, it was deafening.

The palm covered with spikes slapped down hard.

"Noisy."

Jiang Ming stabbed casually, and the blue light flashed away.

The roar of the monster stopped immediately, and the attack stopped in mid-air.

He remained motionless, as if someone had tapped his acupoints.

After a few breaths, the ferocious head slipped from the neck.

The fracture was as smooth as a mirror, and blood gushed out.

Chapter 71: The Western Guest

"It's really a demon seed, has the demon seed penetrated into Chang'an yet?"

Turning over the corpse of the demon species on the ground with his feet, Di Renjie looked solemn.

This is a very dire sign.

The magic seed is the same as the cockroach. Seeing one cockroach means that there are already many cockroaches in the house.

Moreover, it is also a cockroach that is extremely good at camouflage, and it is a headache to think about it.

"Master Di, are you alright?"

The little Li Yuanfang ran over, crouching his neck and looking at the demon seed.

Even if there is only one body left, it is still very scary.

"Little dwarf, you are too inferior to scare you like this with a demon." Jiang Ming teased him.

"Nonsense, I'm not afraid, and don't call me a dwarf!"

Li Yuanfang crossed her hips angrily, like a cat with its teeth and claws open.