I Became an Anonymous Boss

Fang Xuanji turned his head abruptly, and punched Bai Taki.

The two sides have not recovered, and they dare not wait for the other side to fully recover. It is only less than [-]% of the strength of the heyday, and it has already collapsed half of the Southern Tang City, tearing a huge gap in the clouds of the sky.

Bai Taki strangled Fang Xuanji's arm, but the other party broke Xinsheng's arm without hesitation.

The severed arm hit him, and Shirataki took him into the underworld, where he was burned to ashes by the underworld fire.

After [-] breaths of ups and downs, they fought all the way from the north of Nantang City to the south of the city, even shattered the walls of the Nantang Palace, and finally returned to the outside of the city.

From behind, Shirataki's five fingers formed claws against Xuanji's back above, his pupils bloodshot.

Heavenly Demon Eats——!

He tore out the Damo's heart with his bare hands, injuring him fatally.

Fang Xuanji was hit through the heart by a blow in the back, and half of his recovery fell into a severe injury again and he was on the verge of death, like a kite with a broken string, falling to the ground with blood.

Bai Taki stepped on the ground with his toes, and said in a low voice: "Heaven and Man can save you once, but they can't save you a second time!!"

The color of ink was as full as a lake, and Shirataki opened the field of karma again.

Fang Xuanji stood still.

Not only was he not afraid, but he laughed a lot.

"Heaven and man may not be able to help me, but you...can't kill me either!"

Fang Xuanji turned around, and his feet were already outside the city of Nantang. This was the battlefield where Bai Taki and Lie Sheng fought. The ground was riddled with holes, and there was a clearly visible crack in the ground.

Bloody rivers gushed out of the fissures.

The big demon fished out a girl from the bloody river.

"What do you think I'm waiting for..."

Shirataki's face sank like water: "A hostage?"

Ordinary women, it's fine if they don't know each other.

With so many people in Nantang City, it is impossible for Shirataki to save them all.

The person who can be arrested...is the little Guanyin.

Why is it her again?

Apart from her, there is no one more suitable to be a hostage, because she is a devil's fetus, and Fang Xuanji can become the devil's master if he eats her.

The reason why he didn't dare to devour it in person was because he was afraid that if Bai Taki was completely angered, he would not hesitate to kill him.

"If you want her to live, let me go."

Fang Xuanji chose to take the next step, even if he got a hostage, the initiative is in his hands, but whether to let him go or not depends on Bai Taki's choice in the end.

His goal from the beginning was to escape, not to die.

However, when he was racking his brains and thinking about how to persuade the other party, instead he caught a glimpse of Shirataki's slightly weird eyes.

Shirataki was neither flustered nor angry, and there was a little questioning in his calm eyes.

He said, "Are you serious?"

Fang Xuanji was about to answer.

Immediately, I heard the girl's clear and clear voice: "Please fulfill me, my lord."

Fang Xuanji lowered his head in astonishment, looking at the girl who should have been taken hostage in the blood river, quite astonished.

Immediately, his mind was shaken, and he suddenly thought of something. His first reaction was not to kill the killer, but to back away.

Unfortunately, he was one step too late.

Bai Taki threw out the weapon in his hand, and Cong Yunjian was caught by the girl.

Little Avalokitesvara's real name is Ning Chulian, a name that even she herself has completely forgotten.

The girl didn't know martial arts, but the moment she grasped the edge of the sword, she showed her sharpness and sword energy brilliantly.

Not to mention any artistic conception, let alone the vision of a sword falling into the clouds and rising up, it just inspired Cong Yunjian's own characteristics, but in this field where the strength of both parties is restrained, her sword is deadly enough to anyone!

Ning Chulian gritted her teeth and took a step forward, her arms trembling slightly, she held the sword tightly, as if she was going to burst the tiger's mouth with all her strength.

"——It was you who made me miserable and lonely in my childhood!"

Slash with a sword!

The sword energy is five feet away, and the clouds grow and disappear.

Fang Xuanji's body cracked, and Jian Guang slashed from his left shoulder to his lower abdomen.

The blood of the big demon spilled on the spot, and his posture was tragic.

Ning Chulian took another step forward, and the sword light was polished again.

She clenched her teeth, her lips and teeth were bloodshot.

"——It was you who made me physically disabled and unable to speak!"

With another sword strike, Fang Xuanji's legs were severed and he fell to the ground.

Damo's expression was dull, he might not understand what happened.

Ning Chulian couldn't stop panting, her lungs were aching every time she took a breath.

The forcibly widened meridians and the huge innate qi were scorching hot. Beads of sweat dripped from her forehead. Enduring the severe pain, the girl raised her sword for the third time.

"——It's you who caused me to wander the streets!"

The more intense the cry of pain, the stronger the killing intent, and the more dazzling the sword light.

With the third sword strike, Fang Xuanji finally came to his senses and raised his hand to barely cover his head, but one arm exploded directly.

Only a solitary body and a head remained on the ground.

Fang Xuanji must be stupid, this sword is full of flaws, let alone in his opinion, or even in the eyes of many martial artists.

But he couldn't stop it, and was even about to die under such a sword!

Ning Chulian took a few steps forward, the sword chanted like cicadas, and the violent aura tore her sleeves and hair.

If everything is uneven, it will cry!

Spit out your anger!

"——It was you who made me feel like an ant and couldn't help myself!"

Ning Chulian raised her sword for the fourth time, and a little bit of blood had left her nose, her eyes were bloodshot, and her tiger's mouth was broken.

"——I can forgive many people, but I can't forgive you alone!"

She still insisted on holding Cong Yunjian tremblingly to the height of her eyebrows.

"—Only you, I must personally... revenge!"

Fang Xuanji caught a glimpse of the girl approaching step by step with a sword in hand, his eyes were full of confusion and fear.

He used to be a Confucian saint, but now he is also a great devil.

Strategizing for hundreds of years, the world is extremely poor.

He can die, but he can't die in the hands that are regarded as a tool and a stepping stone to achieve his status as a demon master!

Fang Xuanji erupted with 'unbelievably weak' devilish energy, and rushed towards Bai Taki, with the final madness in his eyes.

"Bai, let me die in your hands!"

Sword light across the sky.

The girl stabbed the sword between Fang Xuanji's eyebrows and nailed him to the ground.

Ning Chulian held the sword in both hands, and looked down at the still dead demon.

She smiled miserably, but also asked happily.

"How unwilling are you to die at the hands of my stepping stone?"

Fang Xuanji refused to rest in peace.

Ning Chulian twisted his wrist, pulled out the sword, and swung his head hard.

The big demon's head rolled down at Bai Taki's feet like a ball, his gaze met the big demon's unwilling and resentful gaze, and he smiled contemptuously in return.

"I have been calculating all my life, and I have been an earth fairy for 500 years, but I forgot how to be a human being."

"Death at her hands is considered karma...Good and evil will be rewarded..."

Shirataki raised his foot.

The black shadow under his feet covered the devil who was unwilling to die, and the darkness covered his eyes, gradually oppressing him.

Fang Xuanji's eyebrows were bleeding, and he made a final low voice, like a vicious curse.

"Ning... Bai..."

clatter--!A step without mercy.

The sole of the shoe landed crisply, the head exploded into a ball of black ink, and all the remaining fragments of the body were like melting ice and snow in the sun.

The big demon is gone.

So far, Fang Xuanji, a Confucian sage who overlooked the 500-year-old world and was too clever in conspiracy and calculation, completely buried his ambition and past.

Forever vanished.

As if she hadn't recovered, she was crying silently.

Bai Taki approached slowly, stroked her hair lightly, and said softly: "I've already taken revenge, I can cry."

Clang... let go, Cong Yunjian slipped from his hand, the sound of steel was crisp, Ning Chulian fell to the ground, leaned his head on the young man's chest, and cried loudly, as if he wanted to cry out all the pain of these years, Tears continued.

The ink-colored scrolls dissipated.

The whiteness is really clean.

Not far away, the woman in purple sat down against the wall of the alley, her face was pale, she looked down at the trembling hands, her expression was bitter, but she let out a sigh of relief.

"……OOO……"