Life Hunter

Wherever the bloody light blade passed, the corpses of the demon soldiers were separated and their limbs were broken.

Zhou Hen chopped off the tiger's head, drew out his awl sword and thrust it straight into the heart of the tiger demon. He twisted and thrust it, stepped on the tiger demon's shoulder, and charged straight towards the nearest sixth-grade wolf demon.

The sixth-grade wolf demon was so frightened that he shook his body and turned into more than ten translucent wolf cubs, fleeing in all directions.

Zhou Hen's true energy surged, his eyes flashed, and he ran straight towards a little wolf. In a flash, he moved to the side of a little wolf demon. He struck out with his knife, and with a pop, the wolf's head fell to the ground, leaving behind its body.

The other wolves dispersed.

The fourth-level Zhou Hen is like a demon-slaying assassin, charging into the demon army. Regardless of his level, he is vulnerable to a single blow in front of him. He can cut off his head with one sword, pierce his heart with one sword, and there is no third move.

"It's the scimitar and the sword, it's Madman Zhou! Madman Zhou has returned to Dahe!" A seventh-grade monkey demon howled heartbreakingly and ran away.

The high-level demons fled one after another, and some of the non-level demon soldiers followed, some continued to charge, and some stood still in a daze, not knowing whether to run or escape.

The cavalry and the demon soldiers met, and the martial arts cultivator's long horse spear gleamed with cold light, piercing through the demon soldiers and generals one after another.

The two puppet cultivators in the team summoned pale skeletons, holding swords and shields, and slashed at the approaching monsters.

Taoist cultivators may recite incantations, cast talismans, or use flying swords.

Wen Xiu recited war poems, and each time he cast a war poem, a rainbow of different colors was left behind, highlighting the grade of the war poem.

Li Qingxian held the thunder talisman between his two fingers. As long as the demon soldiers came close, he would wave his hand and a thunderbolt as thick as his arm would hit them.

Amidst the lightning and thunder, demon soldiers and demon generals fell one after another.

All demon clans below the eighth level were directly turned into charcoal.

Even a seventh-level demon clan will have black holes as big as fists punched out of their bodies, and their flesh and blood will be blurred.

Lu Biao and others looked at Li Qingxian in disbelief. Does such a powerful thunder talisman cost free? Even the disciples of the Taoist sect don't use it this way.

The spotted horse followed around Li Qingxian. Whenever the demon soldiers approached, no matter how high they were, the horse's hooves would step on them and their bones would be shattered.

While Xiong Zhenghao was furiously slashing at the bloody and defeated fifth-grade tiger demon, he shouted loudly: "The whole team is going to the south gate, don't rush in because of greed for credit!"

On the ground, the cavalry team broke through the demon team, went straight forward, joined the corresponding team, and rushed into the south gate.

The remaining thousands of demon soldiers were so frightened by the tiger-blooded Xiong Zhenghao and the ghostly Zhou Hen that they desperately fled to the east and west camps.

The demon clan ran away, and Zhou Hen did not chase him, but quietly watched Xiong Zhenghao fight against the tiger demon.

After a while, Xiong Zhenghao, who was covered in blood, struck the fellow tiger demon's head with an ax, killing the enemy.

"It's so slow." Zhou Hen said.

The two of them dragged the tiger demon's body one behind the other and ran towards Beichen City, leaving two lines of smoke behind them.

Inside the south gate.

The cavalry team reunited and, together with the city sergeants, walked along Beichen Avenue to the north city wall.

The disgraced Song Baige also rode a horse, rushed to Li Qingxian's side, sat on the horse, swayed left and right, and said with a smile: "Hey, isn't this a scholar from the street, a ninth grader?"

Li Qingxian took a look at the mandarin duck patch on his body without gold thread. It was dirty, tattered and stained with blood. He responded with a smile: "Hey, isn't this a street kid among scholars? It was ripped off from some dead person. The seventh-grade official uniform?"

Song Baige said blankly: "How did you know?"

"It really belongs to someone else?" Li Qingxian was also confused.

Song Baige said helplessly: "I was promoted to the seventh rank in battle a few days ago. My father temporarily entrusted me with important tasks, but there are no new official uniforms in the city, so I can only use the old ones."

"How is the battle going?" Li Qingxian asked.

Song Baige smiled innocently and said: "Hey, it's just a little wind and a little wave. With dad and Uncle Zhou here, there won't be any problems. I heard that you are miserable even in God?"

Li Qingxian thought to himself that this guy was indeed an outlier among scholars. He had never been in a proper shape since he was a child. He sighed, raised his left wrist and shook it, saying, "It's quite miserable."

Song Baige suddenly darkened his face and said: "With such a good thing, why don't you say hello to your brother? Qiankun Ring, that's the Qiankun Ring! When Uncle Zhou said that, my mouth was almost drooling. Uncle Zhou said you are I won't believe it if you take it from the hand of the Mother of Evil, even if you beat her to death, tell me, how did you beat Ye Han to Sap?"

"Don't be ridiculous, I, Li Qingxian, is known as the number one sunshine boy in the 12th Square in the north of Shendu. Can I do that kind of thing?"

Song Baige was dumbfounded and said, "We haven't seen each other for only half a year, and you are so shameless. Sunshine boy? Let me find a place to vomit."

"Brother Song, how is your health?" Li Qingxian said seriously.

Song Baige frowned slightly, feeling something was wrong. He looked up and saw a row of people on the north wall looking over.

The first person is dressed in green and has a white face. He is high-spirited and tall. His fair face seems to be emitting jade light, and he is extremely handsome. He is holding an ox bone fan in his hand. He is the beautiful Zhou Chunfeng.

Standing next to Zhou Chunfeng, he was slightly shorter than Zhou Chunfeng, slightly older, with slightly white temples, a tall forehead and broad face, elegant appearance, and a faint smile. His appearance was not as handsome as Zhou Chunfeng, but his temperament was not inferior. It was Song Yunjing.

However, the patch on his chest is Lian Que, which is the eighth grade.

Song Baige said: "Oh, let me tell you, you have been better at pretending in front of adults since you were a child than I am."

"So I am more of a scholar than you." Li Qingxian said.

"You are so shameless! Ask yourself, apart from memorizing some fortune-telling songs and poems since you were a child, which scriptures have you memorized? I..."

"Your Majesty is looking at you." Li Qingxian said.

"Oh, who am I, Song Baige, afraid of?" Song Baige didn't care.

"Do you have a sister-in-law?"

"I'm only in my early twenties, what kind of sister-in-law do I need? If you have the ability, find a younger sibling."

"Sister Youfei, Uncle Zhou has already helped me connect the dots," Li Qingxian said.

Song Baige looked confused, turned to look at Zhou Hen, and said: "Uncle Zhou Hen, did Li Qingxian get kicked in the head by a donkey? Otherwise, how could he be so shameless! Is Fairy Qingcheng someone he can take care of? I can't even think about it!"

"He is also so shameless in front of Concubine Jiang You." Zhou Hen said.

Song Baige looked at Li Qingxian in confusion and asked, "Ask yourself, are you worthy of Fairy Qingcheng!"

"We are a match made in heaven." Li Qingxian looked calm.

"In terms of shamelessness, I am not as good as you, even worse!" Song Baige sighed, "But do you really know Fairy Qingcheng?"

"I am an official disciple of the Tianxiao sect who she personally accepted. She taught the general outline of Shenxiao. She taught the opening of the altar and taught the Dharma. She taught the canonization of the inner gods. She taught the visualization of the spiritual platform and the thunder method. "Li Qingxian was calm and calm.

Song Baige looked at Zhou Hen.

Zhou Hen nodded lightly.

"It shouldn't be..."

Song Baige's eyes were dull and he began to doubt his life.

On the north wall, Song Yunjing and Zhou Chunfeng stand side by side.

Song Yunjing sighed: "When Gang Feng rushed to help Cangmu Fort, it was also like this, right?"

Zhou Chunfeng smiled, touched his upper lip with his right hand, coughed lightly, and looked down. That year, he was stationed in Cangmubao by the river guard army. He was surrounded by monsters on all sides. When he ran out of ammunition and food, reinforcements came from the south.

Among the reinforcements, Li Gangfeng, who was not supposed to come, but rushed for three days and three nights, was among them.

I am also so high-spirited today.