Compared with your own life, other things are insignificant.
Zhuang Mingyuan never expected that a small trainee demon slayer would be an innate warrior.
This matter.
Completely beyond his expectation.
Even.
Zhuang Mingyuan was wondering whether the Demon Suppressor had already noticed something was wrong in Lin'an City and deliberately sent a Xuan-level demon slayer here, disguised as a trainee demon slayer, just to lower their vigilance.
“It’s impossible!”
“In that battle, the demon-suppressing divisions everywhere suffered heavy losses. How could they have the spare energy to put a Xuan-level demon slayer in a small place like Lin’an City——”
Even at the beginning, he expressed some doubts about whether the Demon Suppressor still had any remaining strength.
Can actually.
Thinking about it in Zhuang Mingyuan's mind, it is impossible for the Demon Suppressor to free his hands at the moment.
therefore.
When he sent out the false news, he only wanted to lure a few trainee demon slayers to die.
After all, trainee demon slayers who can complete the assessment tasks are generally at the level of first-time Tongmai. Their strength is not weak but definitely not too strong, just enough to be devoured by blood souls and promoted.
Look at the world.
Except for the fact that the Demon-Suppressing Division can have a large number of Tongmai warriors, it is not easy for an ordinary sect to come up with a few Tongmai warriors.
Moreover.
Martial arts warriors are very shy about evil spirits and do not dare to approach them easily.
Even if the news spreads that there is an evil spirit in Lin'an City, it is impossible for those warriors to come and kill the evil spirits.
so.
The blood soul's hope of promotion falls on the Demon Suppressor.
However--
The Demon Suppression Division sent only one trainee demon slayer, which was indeed somewhat beyond Zhuang Mingyuan's expectations.
But this also proves from the side that the Demon Suppressor currently lacks strong people.
In this way.
Even if a trainee demon slayer is not enough to promote the blood soul, he can let the blood soul devour more creatures unscrupulously without worrying that the Demon Suppressor will immediately send strong men to suppress it.
It’s just that Zhuang Mingyuan has many calculations.
It's just a little miscalculation.
That is Shen Changqing’s strength.
He could never have imagined that a trainee demon slayer could be so powerful.
At this moment.
Zhuang Mingyuan didn't need to think about it to understand that the blood soul in Gu Yue Village must have died in the hands of the opponent.
An innate warrior.
It is not something that ordinary ghost-level monsters can deal with. If you want to kill Xiantian, you have to take action from a resentment-level monster.
Zhuang Mingyuan escaped very simply.
It's just that Shen Changqing noticed his movements early on, and the moment he escaped, he immediately chased and killed him.
He did not practice Qing Gong.
After all, a person's energy is limited. He has to practice the Pure Yang Kung Fu for a year, and he also has to take care of the Seven Kills Sword Technique and Iron Sand Palm. There is no extra time to study the Qing Gong.
but.
Even if you don’t have Qinggong.
With Shen Changqing's current strength, his speed is as fast as a ghost.
The two of them are very fast.
One after another, they disappeared into the yamen.
Suddenly.
The scene became silent.
Several government officials held torches and looked at Zhao Fang, who was standing there with ashen face, and Zhang Long's head stained with dirt on the ground with complicated expressions. They didn't know what to do.
Catch the traitor!?
But no matter what Zhao Fang said, he was still an official of the imperial court, and he and others had served under him for many years.
If the other party is allowed to escape.
They dare not do this either.
In case Shen Changqing returned, he saw that Zhao Fang was gone, and he was just a small service and could not bear such a crime.
When they hesitate.
Zhao Fang looked at them and waved his hands calmly: "You can go back, don't worry, I will be here waiting for Lord Shen to come back."
"Zhao——" Someone opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but for a moment he didn't know what to call him.
“Let’s go!”
Zhao Fang waved his hand, turned around and walked towards the inner hall.
that moment.
He seemed to have aged dozens of years.
Looking at Zhao Fang's lonely and vicissitudes of life, several people had complicated expressions on their faces, but they didn't say anything else.
“Let’s go!”
“Let’s all go back——”
soon.
The originally bustling Yamen suddenly became calm.
But the movement just now has attracted the attention of the surrounding people, but because of the curfew, not many people dared to go out without permission after dark.
the other side.
Zhuang Mingyuan and Shen Changqing were running towards the outside of the city, one behind the other.
Talk about speed.
Zhuang Mingyuan is indeed very fast.
It's just that as an innate warrior, Shen Changqing's speed is not slow at all. Except for the distance that was opened at the beginning, the distance between the two sides is now getting closer.
Just when the two people were less than one foot apart.
Shen Changqing swung his palm in the air, and the strong wind from his palm blew like a heat wave, causing the surrounding temperature to rise sharply.
Feeling threatened behind you.
Zhuang Mingyuan turned around and struck out with a palm without even thinking about it.
Boom——
The two palm winds collided in the air. Zhuang Mingyuan was much weaker after all, and was immediately knocked to the ground.
followed by.
Qin Shujian slashed out with his long sword and took Zhuang Mingyuan's head straight.
“Don’t kill me, I can tell you a secret——” Zhuang Mingyuan screamed in fear, and the cold light got closer and closer, and finally settled on his neck.
The icy chill.
It made Zhuang Mingyuan feel unspeakable fear in his heart.
Although he was indifferent to the lives of others, he cherished his own life extremely.
Or.
Most people who take refuge in evil spirits cherish their lives extremely.
If you don’t cherish your life.
They will not take refuge in evil spirits.
Shen Changqing placed the long knife steadily on the opponent's shoulder, completely close to his neck: "Tell me, what is the secret? If I find out that you lied to me, it will not be as simple as death.
I think you must have heard of the name of Demon Suppression Prison.
If a monster like you is imprisoned in the Demon-Suppressing Prison, the end will be even more uncomfortable than death."
Suppress the Demon Prison!
Hearing these three words, Zhuang Mingyuan's face suddenly turned pale.
How could he not have heard of the name of Demon Suppression Prison?
That is an important place of the Demon Suppression Division. I don’t know how many powerful demons were imprisoned there, but they were not able to get out in the end.
It is said that it suppressed the devil's prison.
It is an evil place.
but.
Although Zhuang Mingyuan was frightened, he was not stupid, so he pretended to be calm.
"I can tell you, but you must swear on the honor of the Demon Suppressor that after you learn the secret, you must let me go completely, and you must not harm my life!"
“Are you threatening me?”
"How dare you, I'm just trying to give myself a chance to survive."
Looking at Zhuang Mingyuan's expression that he would rather die than say anything if he didn't swear, Shen Changqing raised his eyebrows slightly.
“Okay, I swear in the name of the Demon Suppressor, as long as the secret you tell me is valuable, then I can completely let you live!”