I'm in Zongman, if you mess with me, you'll die

"I saw you."

When Tong Mo was looking around with a serious expression, he suddenly caught sight of a figure.

Immediately, he cast the blood vampire magic without hesitation.

Scattered lotus flowers.

He just waved his hand, and in an instant a large amount of ice crystals were swept out by the iron fan. In less than a second, a street dozens of meters long was frozen. The power was terrifying.

To Douma's disappointment, he did not see the person he expected on the frozen road.

Seeing this, he stopped and simply stopped searching.

He opened a pair of iron fans, and as he moved, a huge cloud of mist quickly spread from his body to the surroundings.

"Be careful, the smog will damage your lungs, don't inhale it!"

Kanae, who was far away, saw the haze spreading from Douma and shouted a warning with a worried look on her face.

It is because of the smog that her lungs are still burning with pain.

“Too weak…”

Douma opened his eyes wide. The regretful and cold voice beside his ear was like a devil, making him feel his body tremble.

shuh...

That was the sound of a sharp blade cutting through the air.

Although he knew the attack came from the right, Douma was too late to turn around.

He could only try his best to dodge forward quickly.

He immediately raised the iron fan in his hand to block the impending beheading.

Ding……

呲......

In an instant, the space was filled with the sound of breaking iron, followed by the chilling sound of a knife cutting through flesh and blood.

“Uh…uh….”

When Douma's throat was cut, he was still gasping for breath.

Although he was not beheaded, the wound on his throat healed instantly.

But this time's attack still made Douma, who retreated to a safe distance, feel a little frightened.

If the iron fan had not blocked his way, he would have been beheaded to death by now.

Seeing this, Douma's expression turned cold.

At this time, he returned to his original appearance and took off his disguise.

Maybe he was stimulated by Yang Jian’s words, or maybe it was because he was almost killed by food.

This gave rise to a strong urge in him to kill Yang Jian.

He slowly threw away the half-broken iron fan in his right hand.

Then, he quickly performed his unique blood ghost technique.

Blood Demon Art·Mist Ice·Water Lily Bodhisattva

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden earthquake at the scene, and then the ground under Douma's feet rose rapidly, and an ice crystal Bodhisattva several tens of meters high took him away from the ground.

Blood Demon Art: Crystal of the Prince

Along with the appearance of this several dozen meters tall ice crystal Buddha, five and a half meter tall little men also appeared under its feet.

These little figures are in the image of Douma and are also made of ice.

When the blood vampire magic is completed.

Douma, standing on the ice man's shoulder, waved one hand in the direction of Yang Jian.

The five little men under the iceman's feet suddenly moved and charged quickly.

At this moment, the huge ice man opened his mouth suddenly, and a blizzard mixed with a large number of tiny icicles several dozen centimeters long attacked Yang Jian.

Seeing this scene, Yang Jian began to feel eager to try it out.

Since he traveled through time, he has never had a serious battle, and those ordinary people really can't give him any pressure.

Now there is finally someone in front of him who can help him test his strength.

He decided to have some fun with Douma.

Yang Jian, holding a knife in one hand, rushed in without any hesitation, without waiting for the blizzard to come.

It's not that he's a waste.

However, in his perception, the threat posed by this blizzard to him was not even as great as that posed by those five little men.

There was no way he could be frozen in this amount of snow.

Think of it as an air conditioner in the summer, which is fine.

As for the icicles mixed in it, you have to hit them first, and even if you hit them, it is still a question whether you can break the defense.

He didn't take those misty ice crystals to heart.

He had tried it just now, and when the ice crystals were inhaled, they were evaporated by the temperature in his body before they even entered his lungs.

The subtle power implied in it was instantly eliminated in just a breath.

It can be said that there is no threat at all.

After entering the blizzard.

Yang Jian moved forward while dodging the icicles, and still had enough energy to fight the five little men.

Although his offensive means were relatively simple, he displayed the basic sword techniques to the fullest extent.

Often it's just a simple chop, or a sweep, or a cut.

They can easily kill a villain and perfectly defend against incoming attacks.

Moreover, with his powerful perception, most of the attacks of these villains were in vain.

But his casual blow of the sword could easily kill a villain.

Sometimes, from the outside, one could see a flash of knife light, splitting the blizzard in half.

Such powerful strength stunned Kanae and Shinobu Kocho.

From the beginning when he almost beheaded Douma with one sword, to later when he was fighting under a blizzard, his sharp yet simple sword skills made the two of them feel very excited.

boom……

A few minutes later.

A huge icy hand fell to the ground with a loud noise, and its broken end was very smooth.

It was obviously chopped off by Yang Jian.

After dodging the attack of another ice hand once again, Yang Jian used the ice hand as a stepping stone and jumped in front of Douma.

An upward strike cut off Douma's right hand.

Then he kicked him in the chest.

Watching its figure flying farther and farther away.

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows.

"What's going on? I didn't use that much force!"

The next moment, he suddenly realized.

'Is this an escape?'

Sure enough, Douma, who was still flying backwards in the air in the distance, suddenly turned around, quickly fell to the ground, and then burst out at a speed that ordinary people could not see.

In the blink of an eye, he escaped from this small town.

Seeing this, Yang Jian did not chase after him.

Compared to him, Douma is still relatively weak.

His target at this time was not Douma.

Douma's appearance only aroused his desire to fight, which gave him the opportunity to fight, otherwise he would have been beheaded with one blow.

Moreover, there are still 5 such evil spirits. Even if Douma is killed now, Muzan can still create another upper-rank demon of the same strength in a very short time.

Even if he killed all the Twelve Ghost Moons tonight, another batch of Twelve Ghost Moons might appear soon.

So, the real source is Muzan, and these upper ranks are just minions.

"Damn it, he got away."

I heard the regretful tone of Shinobu Kocho behind me.

Yang Jian turned around and looked over.

I saw Shinobu Kocho walking towards him carefully, supporting Kanae, with a look of pity on her face.

"Return it to its rightful owner. This knife is yours."

Looking at the knife handed over by Yang Jian.

Kanae endured the pain, nodded with a smile, and took her Nichirin Sword.

"Thank you for saving my life, sir. If you hadn't helped me, tonight..."

Having said this, she patted her plump chest with a look of fear on her face.

Without Yang Jian's help, she would have a 100% chance of dying in battle tonight.

Judging from the strength Douma showed just now,

He had been playing tricks on me before, and he probably hadn't used even 70% of his strength.

And if I died, my sister would probably not be able to escape the clutches of that evil spirit.

Thinking of this, she still feels a little scared.

"Ahem..."

Obviously, Kanae was still recalling what happened before and forgot about her injuries for a moment.

That gentle pat caused her to cough continuously.

Seeing this cute look, Yang Jian smiled and shook his head:

"It's okay. After all, I am also a human being. It is my duty to help my companions kill evil spirits."

Having said this, he hesitated for a moment, then continued:

"Also, your injuries look quite serious and require treatment."