white head demon

Everyone hurriedly moved away, watching Nie Quan take a red thread, and asked someone for a bronze mirror.

One end of the red thread was tied to the bronze mirror, but the other end was touched on the lunatic's forehead. Slowly kneading the formula, he took a step with his feet, taking the opportunity to circulate the innate qi, and when the qi mechanism was condensed, Suddenly, his tongue burst into spring thunder, and he shouted: "Wow!"

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they saw a flash of light, which flew from the madman's forehead into the mirror.

After doing this, Nie Quan staggered slightly, almost falling to the ground.

And that lunatic trembled violently, foaming at the mouth, and became stiff in an instant.

Everyone hurriedly supported him and asked him what happened.

Nie Quan's face was ashen, he raised the bronze mirror, and said after a while: "Good guy, those foxes are so fierce..."

When everyone looked at it, they saw that the surface of the bronze mirror was fluctuating like water ripples, but there was a scene, as if there was a fox inside, with scarlet eyes, suddenly pounced towards the outside of the mirror, everyone was startled, subconsciously After taking a step back, he realized that the fox was fake, and it was actually the last scene in the madman's mind, sealed in the mirror.

"In any case, it's confirmed that it was indeed those foxes who killed people..."

All the students looked at each other in blank dismay, and they were all slightly relieved in their hearts. This time they confirmed each other, which is considered to be an ironclad proof.

Then they all shouted: "Cut off the head of the demon, take it back to the academy and ask for credit!"

When there are elementary school students busy among the monster corpses, it is a great achievement to cut off the monster corpses one by one and bring them back to the academy, and these monster corpses should be discarded in the village. The village was invaded by monsters, and many people died. If the fur and claws of these monster corpses were stripped off and taken to Liuhu City, they could be sold for a lot of money, which can be regarded as offsetting the loss.

Everyone in the Nanshan League respects Fang Chi, but they not only learn from him to slay demons and eliminate demons, but also learn from him to protect the people.

"It's a pity, being run away by those two monsters, it will never be consummated!"

He Zhenzhang on the side looked at the students handling the demon corpse, with a smile on his face, he sighed softly.

Meng Zhixue has now recalled the flying sword, wiped off the blood on the sword, shook her head lightly, and said: "In the end, my cultivation is not enough, so I can't cut further, otherwise, those two monsters , it should be impossible to escape from my sword..."

The other students laughed when they heard the words, and said repeatedly: "Senior Sister Meng is too self-effacing, that old monster is really powerful, it is difficult for both Senior Brother Nie and Senior Brother Yu to take him down, and you just now It's unheard of for a sword to fly a distance of nearly a hundred feet, and still cut the demon into serious injuries. I think the demon escaped after receiving your sword, and it won't live long!"

Meng Zhixue shook her head slightly, although she was complimented by everyone, she was still a little disappointed.

At this moment, she suddenly realized something, and asked hastily, "Where did that demon flee to just now?"

All the students were startled and became a little quiet.

Nie Quan thought about it for a while, his face changed slightly, and he said, "After escaping from the village, it seems to have gone south..."

All the students reacted one by one: "Isn't that...they are fleeing towards Yuqian Town?"

"Oh, the Second Young Master Fang is now in the village by himself..."

"..."

"..."

Everyone was astonished, thinking of a terrible consequence, Meng Zhixue had no time to say anything, and suddenly flew up and rushed towards the ruined temple.

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Just before everyone realized the serious consequences, the old demon who escaped from the village was in a panic, walking through the mountains and fields, spilling blood all over the ground, and after fleeing for a few miles, he seemed to be on the verge of dying. Exhausting the demon power, the speed was obviously slow, panting heavily, and looked at the little demon in his arms in a low voice, there seemed to be a hint of greed in his eyes.

"River... mr. raccoon, are you alright?"

In her arms, the little demon raised his head and asked with some concern.

The old demon was slightly taken aback, shook his head, and chuckled in a low voice: "It's not so easy for these qi refiners to kill me!"

The little demon let out a soft oh, and after a while, said: "Why...why do you want to kill the people in these villages?"

The old demon was slightly stunned, and said angrily: "The human race killed your father, and you still want to ask?"

The little demon was silent for a while, then whispered: "But it wasn't those people who killed my father..."

"People are all the same. If they kill us, we will kill them!"

The old demon replied so abruptly that the little demon was too frightened to make a sound.

And the old demon looked at the little demon, and couldn't help but have some thoughts in his heart to drink up its blood so as to heal himself, but he couldn't help hesitating in his heart, in the middle of a dilemma, he suddenly heard the sound of a horse crying not far away , as if a horse smelled his own blood, felt the evil spirit, and screamed in panic, his heart moved slightly, he turned with the trend, and touched there.

Before arriving at the ruined temple, he saw that there were indeed many horses there, and he felt a little happy, so he wandered around, trying to catch a horse and take it away. Qi, his own injuries can also be suppressed a little.

However, as soon as the demon thought moved, he saw that in the empty village, there was a person slowly walking into the ruined temple by the side of the village.

It was a young man in a white robe with a handsome face, sitting by the fire, reading a book quietly.

There are no weapons around, only an old umbrella.

Feeling the aura of the young man, the old demon was overjoyed.

"God help me, I actually found a little Qi refiner here..."

"This person must be with those academy students. He stayed here to guard the horses only because his cultivation base was too low. Humans are the spirits of all things, God's favorite, and their innate spirit is purer and stronger than any other race. , especially since he is still a practitioner, as long as I eat him alone, I can suppress my injuries and have enough strength to lead my little master out of this deep mountain..."

It should not be too late, and things will change if they are late, the old demon immediately became murderous and rushed into the temple suddenly.

"Boom..."

The broken door of the ruined temple was smashed open, and the flames swirled by the demonic aura flickered. The old demon rushed to the young man and bit him down.

Everything is in the blink of an eye, too fast for people to react.

But the young man who was reading suddenly raised his head at this moment and smiled at the old demon.

His right hand was already pressed against the old umbrella beside him.

Chapter 44 Little Fox

"The other party is very thoughtful, but it's a pity that it's too hasty and can't make too many arrangements..."

Not long ago, Fang Cun had just carried out an investigation in the village.

He walked slowly in this village that seemed to be covered with blood. Under the pale moonlight, those bloodstains that had dried up exuded a dark red and strange color. But he was not affected at all. He just held his robe to avoid being stained with blood. He walked slowly through the village, saw the cracks in the houses in the village, and saw the broken pieces. With a hoe and a sickle, he walked past the broken corpses here and there, and looked at the dark house.

At the end, he even stood in the horrifying blood, stood quietly for a long time, then squatted down gently, pinched a little with his fingers, as if he finally understood something, gently They clapped their hands, then turned and walked towards the ruined temple.

"Hehe, the massacre of a whole town has been handed over to a group of academy students to investigate..."

When he walked out of the town, a slight sneer appeared on his face.

After exploring the village, I walked back to the ruined temple and quietly waited for the return of the school students.

"I don't know what happened to those students who slayed demons..."

After thinking about it for a while, he felt that it should not be a big problem. Although there were a few powerful monsters around Liuhu City, they were obviously not enough compared to the human qi refiners. To put it bluntly, these monsters can now The reason they stayed in the surrounding mountains was because they were not a big enough threat to Liuhu City, or the threat to the Academy and the city guards was not big enough.

The academy students who came out together with me are already well-cultivated, especially those fans of his brother in the Nanshan League, who have their own powerful methods. It's too unreasonable, and then again, even if there are some powerful monsters among those monsters, I'm afraid they wouldn't dare to kill the academy disciples unless they don't want to mess around.

If that's the case, then you don't have to worry about it at all.

The hissing sound from the direction of the village has disappeared, and counting the time, they should be almost over.

"Sorry..."

Suddenly, outside the ruined temple, there was a sound of horses, as if they were frightened.

Fang Cun's ears pricked up immediately, and he could only hear everything around him was quiet, except that the wind was getting stronger and the handsome horse panicked.

He kept his composure, just took off the old umbrella gently, put it by his hand, and still sat quietly beside the fire, looking at the scriptures in his hand, listening attentively to the movement around him, and soon, Then I heard a gust of wind blowing outside the temple, the sound of the horse bleating subsided, and the surrounding became quiet again, but inexplicably, it seemed that there was a certain gaze staring at me in the dark.

Fang Cun's expression remained unchanged, and the scroll was held in front of him.

"Whoa..."

It seems that there is a certain existence outside the temple, and I can't suppress the anxiety in my heart more and more. Suddenly, there is a strong wind, and the temple door is blown open, and a gust of evil wind is swept into the ruined temple. While smelling a sinister smile, the evil wind swept over his head, it is impossible to describe how powerful the evil wind is, although it seems to be a bit strong on the outside, but it is already frighteningly violent.

At this moment, Fang Cun suddenly raised his head to look at Yaofeng above his head, and smiled slightly.

But his right hand has already held the old umbrella beside him.

Sure enough, a black shadow appeared in the evil wind, it looked like a civet cat the size of a man, with a ferocious appearance, it swung its sharp claws and grabbed it towards his head, the bloody mouth opened, bringing people Senhan's stern look...

"Wow!"

But the moment the paw swung down, Fang Cun opened the umbrella.

The umbrella opened up like a shield, blocking him from the shadow.

"His..."

Soi Ying's claws grabbed the umbrella and made the sound of claws slicing through the cloth, but it didn't scratch it.

Fang Cun, on the other hand, took advantage of this opportunity to stand up suddenly, and with a twitch of his right hand, he drew out a bright long sword from between the handle of the umbrella. They are all blessed on this sword, and they cut out with the momentum.

"Hey..."

The black figure was frightened by the black umbrella, swung its claws swiftly, and pulled the umbrella aside, and then rushed to strike at the young academy student again, but was caught off guard. Just as the umbrella was pulled aside, he felt chest There was a slight chill between the abdomen, and the whole demon was stunned. Looking down, he saw the young man stirring between his chest and abdomen, and then gently backed away.

Blood spurted wildly, intestines flowed, and the heart was broken.

The demonic aura all over the old demon's body spurted out along with the blood, and then dissipated. He knelt down slowly, and then threw himself down.

Looking at the boy before dying, it was still a little puzzled.

What kind of magic weapon is this umbrella, that he didn't tear it apart?

What is even more puzzling is that this young student's cultivation base is obviously extremely low, how could he react in time?

Even if he reacted, with his level of cultivation, he shouldn't be able to break through his demon body...

It's just that no matter how puzzled I am, it's over.

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Fang Cun poked the demon corpse on the ground with the tip of his sword, knowing that it was indeed dead.

"The mana is pure, it is indeed useful..."

He remembered the feeling of cutting out the sword just now, and nodded slightly.

This old demon is actually very deep. With his current mana, even if all of them are gathered together, it will be difficult to kill it. However, he usually relies on his innate energy to cultivate, and his mana is stronger than other people's. It is much more pure, and all of it is blessed to the sword at once, which makes the power of this sword extremely powerful. The old demon was caught off guard, and immediately followed his own path...

He flicked the demon blood off the sword, and turned to look at the side of the temple gate.

I saw a little demon next to him, only three feet tall, like a human child of six or seven years old, who looked like a girl, with two pointed fox ears, and a fluffy fox tail on the back , with a very delicate and beautiful appearance, but at this moment she was obviously dumbfounded by his fright, met his gaze, shivered, kept stepping back, and leaned against the corner of the wall.

"This little monster will also come out to eat people?"

Fang Cun shook his head slightly, and walked forward slowly.

Xiao Yao just looked at him tremblingly, his eyes were covered with mist, and he was about to cry.

Fang Cun squatted down, gently grabbed its little hand, sniffed it, nodded, and said, "Well, there is no smell of blood!"

The little demon froze in fright, not daring to move.

Fang Cun looked up at her and said, "Have you ever killed anyone?"

The little demon stood there dumbfounded, and nodded hastily.

Fang Cun smiled, stood up, inserted the sword back into the umbrella sheath, and put away the umbrella.

The little demon was stunned, and saw that Fang Cun actually sat back by the fire, continued to hold the scroll and read it, and ignored himself.

The little demon couldn't tell whether it was relieved, or more frightened, with his back against the wall, bit by bit, rubbing towards the temple door, seeing that he finally reached the door, the person reading the book still didn't turn to him. With the intention of making a move, he took a quick breath, landed on all fours, slammed the ground, and was about to flee into the dark night outside the temple.

However, as soon as he ran out of the temple gate, he felt a strong sword energy descending from the sky.

The little demon was startled immediately, and with enough strength to feed, he turned around in the air, and then came back into the ruined temple. With a "shua", he ran behind the man reading the book, and then peeked out from behind him. Standing out, tremblingly looking towards the direction of the temple gate...

Fang Cun himself was taken aback, he turned his head to look at the frightened little demon, and then turned to the temple gate.

At this time, outside the temple, Meng Zhixue walked into the temple with a flying sword hanging beside her.

She looked a little anxious at first, but she saw the corpse of the old demon lying on the ground in the temple at a glance, and she was relieved when she saw that Fang Cun was sitting by the fire, and turned her eyes to the one who was hiding behind Fang Cun. Xiao Yao frowned, and at this moment, there was the sound of rushing wind outside the temple, one after another the academy students rushed back and rushed into the temple with big strides.

"This……"

"Is the young master of the Fang family alright?"

"The old demon is actually dead?"

Seeing the corpse of the old demon in the temple, they were all taken aback, and turned to look at Fang Cun in astonishment. Will die in the ruined temple.

"Everyone is back..."

Fang Cun stood up and greeted the students of the academy, seeing that they were all staring at the corpse of the old demon with incomprehensible expressions on their faces, he smiled and said, "Not long after you went to kill the demon, this old demon rushed in, it seemed He was injured, and he wanted to eat my evil spirit, but he was too seriously injured, and his movements were very slow, so he accidentally fell into my hands and was killed by me!"

When the students of the academy heard the words, they suddenly realized.