Urban Demon Slayer

Wang Qianchen has the Demon Slayer Sword, Demon Suppression Bell, Demon Slayer Cloak, as well as the [Seventy-Two Transformation] skills. In theory, he is definitely invincible at the same level, regardless of whether you are in the mid-stage, late-stage, or peak, he will never be his opponent.

But the injury on his body dragged him down. The power of the Eighth Prince's previous two claws was not small, and the pain made Wang Qianchen grin, and even with his strength, he could only exert 70% of his strength.

Fortunately, even if it is only 70%, it is enough to compete with the Eighth Prince.

Wang Qianchen's methods are indeed many. He breathes fire for a while, stealth, burrows into the ground for a while, and flies into the sky for a while, making the Eighth Prince utterly devastated.

The two fought for at least half an hour, and finally Wang Qianchen was exhausted and collapsed to the ground.

Although this battle is generally indistinguishable, the Eighth Prince deeply feared Wang Qianchen from the bottom of his heart. He knew very well that if Wang Qianchen was not injured, he would not be an opponent at all, so even if Wang Qianchen had already fallen to the ground, he would not dare to take the opportunity to attack, for fear that this guy would jump up again and fight himself for hundreds of rounds.

Right now, he just wants to leave, leave early, break through the Qingming space, and leave this place of right and wrong.

He was going to tell Lang Baibai that the little dog was a monster slayer—although he didn't quite understand how a monster could be a monster slayer, the news had to be passed on, otherwise the Ten Thousand Monsters would face many disasters.

But as he was walking, he suddenly realized that someone was blocking his way in front of him.

Looking up, it was one of the demon slayers in Luzhou City.

"Get out of the way!" The Eighth Prince said viciously.

"Do you think it's possible?" Li Qianqiu slowly raised the Demon Slayer Sword in his hand.

"Do you think that I'm injured, and I can't even deal with your stone realm?" The battle with Wang Qianchen really left him scarred all over, but it didn't mean that a stone realm could stop him.

"Do you want to stop looking, what strength am I?" Li Qianqiu's voice fell, and the body immediately burst out with the breath of the rock realm!

"How...how could it be..." The Eighth Prince's pupils shrank rapidly.

Just over half an hour ago, the moment Wang Qianchen rose to the wall, Li Qianqiu and others followed suit. Li Qianqiu and Zhou Weiguo broke through from the stone realm to the rock realm, while Solanum and Zhong Xin rose from the soil realm to the stone realm.

Even Mr. Honglou has the strength of the wall, but because he is still in a coma, he doesn't know it.

Although Li Qianqiu and others were upgraded to one level, they were also injured, so they couldn't help Wang Qianchen. Just over half an hour just now, Zhong Xin helped Li Qianqiu heal her injuries. After Xiao Nizi rose to the stone realm, her medical skills were greatly enhanced. When the battle was over and the Eighth Prince was ready to escape, Li Qianqiu's injury was already healed. eighty percent.

So, naturally, he stood up to intercept the Eighth Prince!

The Eighth Prince's face changed dramatically. He was very aware of his current injury, and he would definitely die in the face of the rock, so he didn't fight, he bypassed Li Qianqiu directly, and ran frantically towards the edge of [Qingming Space].

Li Qianqiu raised the demon-slaying knife high, stared at the Eighth Prince and said solemnly: "Leading Thunder!"

"Boom—"

Immediately in the sky, an extremely bright and sturdy lightning bolt struck down the Eighth Prince's body impartially.

"Thundering Technique" is a spell that the Demon Slayer can learn after arriving at the Stone Realm. Wang Qianchen can also, but he has never used it. One is because this spell consumes a lot of spiritual power, and the other is because he has many powerful methods. Got it, no need to use this.

Now that Li Qianqiu has reached the rock realm, the power of the "Lightning Technique" is naturally stronger.

With a "bang", the Eighth Prince fell directly to the ground, his whole body was almost scorched, and the air was filled with the smell of barbecue. But he wasn't dead yet, his body swayed slightly, obviously there was still a breath left.

"Beautiful...beautiful..." Wang Qianchen lay on the ground and said with a dying breath.

"Old Li, strong enough!" Zhou Weiguo also shouted loudly.

Nightshade and Zhong Xin also cheered.

"Hey, you are quite kind." Brick said softly: "Actually, you can kill the Eighth Prince, you are giving Li Qianqiu a chance..."

"Shh—" Before Brick could finish speaking, Wang Qianchen stopped him.

Bricks are silent again.

Li Qianqiu's spiritual power was almost exhausted. He was panting heavily, dragging his tired pace, holding the pitch-black demon sword, and walked towards the Eighth Prince step by step.

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Raise the knife, stab.

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"This knife is for my father."

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"This knife is for my mother."

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"This knife is for my wife."

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"This knife is for my daughter."

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"This knife is Tangtang."

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"You are... you are..." The Eighth Prince stared at him, unable to fight back, and seemed to finally remember who Li Qianqiu was.

Unfortunately it's too late.

Li Qianqiu stabbed five knives in succession, and each knife stabbed in the heart of the eighth prince. The eighth prince was so dead that he couldn't die any more, and his body "Zi La La" was smoking black, and finally turned into a huge turtle.

After killing the Eighth Prince, Li Qianqiu threw the knife aside, looked up at the sky with tears on his face, and looked at the twinkling stars in the sky, as if to say: "Did you see it? I helped you avenge."