Wu Zhong's face dropped. Nandi and the demons have always been at odds with each other. The demons have never been allowed to cross the border of Nandi. This is the Gao family's highest protection for the people of Nandi. Today this demon dared to show up boldly and even
He killed the people of the South and didn't take him seriously at all. Kaohsiung would definitely be angry if it was spread.
Wu Zhong gripped the knife tightly, took a step forward with his fat body, and said with a sullen face: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"
The corner of the man's mouth raised, he waved his feather fan and said with a smile: "General Wu, if you could kill me, you would have done it long ago, why wait until now! The reason why you are like this is that you are obviously not sure about killing me, so we should withdraw our swords and let's talk.
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"People in the South would rather die in battle than bow to the demons. What qualifications do you have to talk to me? Put away your demonic heart and don't use it to bewitch me." Wu Zhong said gloomily.
The man was slightly angry inside but did not show it. He sat calmly on the ground, acting very free and easy. He waved his feather fan and turned his body sideways, like a ruffian. His body was sometimes surrounded by black mist. He looked at Wu Zhong and said: "The Three Realms are coming.
Changes are accelerating, the Emperor of Heaven has faded away, the saints have gone into seclusion, and the greedy nature of your human world has led to the rise of our demon clan, which has become the backbone of your hearts. If you don't abandon the dark side and turn to the light, I can only kill you on the order of the Lord.
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Wu Zhong gritted his teeth. No one dared to talk to him like this. His eyes were red with anger, and his heart was filled with grief. He angrily drew out his knife and pointed it at the man: "Don't threaten me. I have been fighting for several years and have encountered countless opponents.
How can you compare it to the fact that when the leader appointed me as the guard of Yangcheng, today I will ensure the safety of this place, and we in Yangcheng will not have the turn of you demons to run wild."
"Get out of Yangcheng and return the city to peace." The guards were very imposing.
The man did not panic. He stood up and walked towards Wu Zhong. Upon seeing this, many guards protected Wu Zhong and prevented the man from getting closer. But Wu Zhong asked them to step back and then walked towards the man. The two stared at each other without any fear.
The man said: "Do you know who I am?"
Wu Zhong said: "No matter who you are, if you dare to violate the rules of the South, you will die."
"Wu Zhong, you actually ignored the demons and rejected me thousands of miles away. This has aroused my anger. I only need to wave my feather fan to make your people's souls fly away." The man said angrily.
"Try waving one." Wu Zhong said with fighting spirit all over his body.
brush!
A manly punch came. Wu Zhong dodged and retaliated. The man turned over and raised his feather fan to the sky. Dark clouds gathered, thunder and lightning struck, and several streams of black mist fell from the clouds. People walking through the streets began to attack.
people.
"Help!"
There were many screams, and even the guards around Wu Zhong were affected by this move. Their whole bodies became cold and covered with hoarfrost, and they soon died on the ground. This caused the man to laugh instantly, and Wu Zhong was a little panicked.
"This is the Jingxue technique. I am the Panic Demon. Wu Zhong, your defense line has been broken by me."
"What kind of demon is the panic demon?" Wu Zhong was puzzled.
The Panic Demon doesn't hide, he appears and introduces himself with a wave of his hand.
At the beginning of chaos, immortals were born, and they were panicking before the immortals.
Fear and worry are my body, restlessness and restlessness are my heart.
There is fear in every part of the human heart, and the devil gave me fear.
"Wu Zhong, although the people in Yangcheng are safe, they can't hide the fear in their hearts. I turned this place into darkness, and the snow-shocking technique made them cold. Who is not afraid of the cold? As long as you submit to my demon clan, I will definitely spare you.
Kill them." Panic Demon is very confident.
"Fart, I, Wu Zhongshi, have been favored by the Gao family, how could I abandon my righteousness and become evil? Even if Yangcheng falls, I will not surrender, and my people will not bow to evil. They are all warriors. If you have any tricks, just use them
, we are not afraid of you, and my sword will not spare you."
"Huh, if you don't eat the toast, you will have to drink the fine wine." Seeing Wu Zhong's stubbornness, the panic demon no longer had the idea of surrendering. He wanted to use magic to kill the people in Guangyang City, so he waved his feather fan, thunder and lightning, and more and more screams.
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Wu Zhong was furious, no longer afraid of death in his heart, and shouted: "Demon of Panic, you are harming my people and breaking our rules in the South. I swear that you and the demons are not at odds with each other. All the warriors of the Gao family, we will fight with him."
Yes, kill him for me."
"kill!"
Wu Zhong raised his sword to kill, and all the guards followed him, surrounding the Panic Demon and slashing with his sword. The Panic Demon also drew out his sword to parry, and the swords collided with each other, causing fatal blows. Many of the guards were defeated and killed by the Panic Demon.
When the battle came to the last person, the Panic Demon took his head without mercy with a sword.
"Wu Zhong, are these your men?" Panic Demon mocked.
"Stop talking nonsense, I will fight with you."
Wu Zhong raised his sword and was fighting. The Panic Demon raised his sword to parry. The sword came to cut, but his shoulder was slightly overhead. The swords met each other, and he passed the sword and penetrated his body. The swords collided, and the power was unparalleled. Both sides could not win. Wu Zhong used the sword to behead, and the Panic Demon
He turned over on the spot, the knife passed over his neck, and the sword flew past his heart, hitting him both up and down.
brush!
At this moment, Wu Zhong became a fighter with flames all over his body, while the Panic Demon was covered in black mist, and his strength became much stronger. The two fought against each other and set fire around them. Trees broke, tiles took off, and a knife could break rocks.
The sword strike could break the tree, and several waves of power collided and exploded. The two of them killed both sides with all their strength.
Wu Zhong is upright, but the Panic Demon has no humanity and is full of treachery. Seeing that Wu Zhong has some abilities, he hatches a plan. He blocks a knife and gets another knife. After his arm is injured, he makes a gesture of running away, just to make Wu Zhong proud.
arrogant.
"Panic Demon, your death has come."
Wu Zhong was overjoyed when he saw that the Panic Demon was injured. He immediately pursued the victory and slashed his head with a knife. Unexpectedly, it was the Panic Demon's plan. Just when the knife was still a few minutes away from him, he suddenly turned his head and smiled evilly at Wu Zhong, turning sideways.
As soon as he turned over, he reached Wu Zhong's back. With a wave of his hand, the black mist locked him up, and he was kicked to the ground by the Panic Demon.
"Wu Zhong, you have been fooled."
The Panic Demon stabbed his sword down, and the tip of the sword penetrated directly into his body. Wu Zhong vomited blood, stood up slowly, and said with the last bit of strength: "There are many heroes in the South. If you kill me, there will be thousands more."
Ten thousand of them will never bow to you demons."
"Wu Zhong, do you really want to die that much?"
"Never surrender."
"It's a pity that you are such a talented general!"
The Panic Demon beheaded Wu Zhong with one sword, killed all the guards, and used the Jingxue technique to resurrect everyone. However, these people were not heroes before, and their whole bodies were corroded by the black mist, and they truly became slaves of the demons.
"Wu Zhong, just be your general!"
"Yes, Master."
The Panic Demon waved his feather fan lightly, feeling much more at ease, and dispersed the dark clouds, and said slowly: "Yangcheng Yiping, next is Kaohsiung." He turned around and disappeared.
Everyone was speechless, their eyes were dull, and everything returned to the way it was before.