My practice narration is weird

Outside the mansion, there was a sound of fighting.

Prefect Chen's eyes were gloomy, but he did not make any move.

It was a foregone conclusion that the matter would be exposed at this moment, but he was a fourth-level demon and did not need to rely on fox hair to transform.

He knew very well that as a demon king, as long as he was still hiding in the human city, he would still have a chance to turn the tables.

Moreover, he did not dare to expose himself in this situation, let alone show his demon power.

Because there were too many practitioners in the city, and most of them were elite disciples of the Great Yan Sect.

Prefect Chen was not afraid of them, nor was he afraid of another fourth-level cultivator in the city.

But those elite disciples were different. They might not be good at anything, but they were very good at shaking people.

The sect disciple who was supposed to come for Ye Wuyou turned into a sharp blade and pointed it at the demon clan.

"Damn Ye Wuyou..."

He was thinking this, but he saw a disheveled figure coming in a panic from the side.

Hmm? Why is this kid still here?

Isn't he going to escape in the chaos?

But even so, Prefect Chen had to force a smile and looked at the other party.

"Brother Ye, you..."

Wait, where is the snake demon who served him before?

Ye Wuyou did not reply immediately, but sat down beside him.

He picked up the tea on the table, took a look to make sure there was no trace of drinking, and then drank it.

"Prefect, you are right, I really don't know what happened to the tongue... I fainted at that time, but when I woke up, I found that the beauty was gone."

"Prefect, how about you call the girl again?"

Ye Wuyou's face was pale, with a silly smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looked like he was in a loss.

He was indeed in a loss, but not because of the snake demon, but because the "ghost" was too torturous.

However, this look in Prefect Chen's eyes made him look more contemptuous and sarcastic.

Is the descendant of the Great Yan State Master like this?

Fearful of death, stupid and lustful, I really don't know how he was chosen as Lu Qingshan's disciple.

The prefect showed undisguised contempt in his eyes and said lightly.

"The city is now in chaos with evil spirits. Brother Ye, as the heir of the national master, is still sitting here. Why don't you go and take a look?"

These words are very normal, but the young man in front of him laughed.

"Outside, there are naturally those guys from the sect fighting with the monsters. I don't want to get involved."

"Brother Ye, it's not wise to stay here. It's very chaotic outside. You can..." Prefect Chen's face has become gloomy.

Ye Wuyou stood up, walked in front of him, clasped his hands together, and bowed slightly.

The distance between the two was a few steps closer again.

"Your Excellency is right. Thank you for taking care of me these days. The city is in chaos now. Ye has more important things to do."

"Oh, what's the matter?"

Lady Ye bowed her head to the pig demon again and clasped her fists.

A smile appeared on the face of Chen Zhifu, and his eyes narrowed slightly. He was about to tease the other party and prepare to run for his life.

Squeak...

Instantly, the killing intent emerged.

The blade was unsheathed, and from the front of the two people from top to bottom, a very brilliant and clear white light was drawn.

The sword rises up the wind and thunder!

The body of Chen Zhifu was directly exposed from the shoulder armor to the bottom.

But the blade that could cut off the third realm practitioner was stuck in the opponent's waist and could not move.

Chen Zhifu, or the pig demon, had a gloomy face at this moment, and anger flashed in his eyes.

"Ye Wuyou!"

Before the voice fell, the young swordsman pressed both hands on the handle of the knife, and did not pull it out, but instead pushed it forward.

The tip of the knife burst out with a fierce aura again.

The sword rises up the wind and thunder!

Boom!

The wall of the hall first cracked, and then collapsed with a bang, revealing a huge hole.

Two figures rushed out fiercely from it.

"Bai Changzai!"

A lightning snake came out in response, followed by the second and the third.

Ye Wuyou's figure rushed out from it, and the pig demon just stood up and faced the power of thunder.

"Brother Ye, I'm really curious, how did you see it?"

In the lightning, the other party's cold voice came, and along with the voice, the lightning snakes all dissipated.

Although the pig demon's figure was miserable and blood was spilling, it was amazing.

It actually maintained its human form and never revealed its true body.

Two figures rushed out one after another.

One was the man in black robes, and the other was the female puppet.

The man in black robes pinched his hands and chanted something, and waves of strange ripples twisted around him.

He was performing an illusion.

"Illusion?"

The pig demon sneered and slapped his palm. The man in black robes was smashed down in the air, without even a scream, and it was unknown whether he was dead or alive.

Ye Wuyou knew that the brand had been broken and he was dead.

Ye Wuyou suddenly understood the problem that he had not understood for several months of practice.

He instantly understood why the Qianhuan Sect was so weak, why his right eye was so weak, why the man in brocade robes specialized in illusion, but still insisted on learning the blood sacrifice method...

Illusion was really useless.

The female puppet did not slow down at all, and the fierce attack of the pig demon did not seem to cause much damage to the female puppet.

On the contrary, several poisonous arrows had already pierced into the pig demon's body.

"Puppet?"

The pig demon sneered, and the aura of the four realms was revealed on his body, and then turned into a strong pressure. It was unknown what kind of magical power he used.

The three people paused slightly and could not move.

"What happened?" The voice of Taoist Li with a sheep beard sounded at the side.

He looked suspicious, his clothes were disheveled, he was drunk, and there was a woman's lip print on his face.

But when he glanced at it, he immediately understood something, and then reached out and took out a talisman.

"You are a talent to have cultivated to your level in the fourth realm."

The pig demon waved his hand, and Taoist Li couldn't stop moving towards him, and then he was pinched in the hand of the other party and gently pinched.

He died on the spot.

A weak soul rushed out of Taoist Li's body, and just as it was about to soar into the sky, the pig demon's hand had already reached out.

But he missed.

Hmm?

The invisible dark blue ghost hand tightly grasped the weak soul and brought it back, and then the soul melted away bit by bit.

The nearly dry Qi was replenished, and the narration in his mind cheered.

[After a long time, you feel the taste of the soul again...]

[Hehehe, this wonderful taste makes you miss the residual soul of the woman more and more. One day, you will take her down.]

The pig demon narrowed his eyes slightly. He did not understand Ye Wuyou's method, but this did not hinder his next action.

Ye Wuyou flipped his hand and threw out a talisman.

This talisman was given by Bai Changzai. There is no need to cast a spell. It can be used directly, which is equivalent to a full-strength attack by a fourth-level practitioner.

The raging fire turned into a cage, covering the pig demon's body.

The human-shaped body finally collapsed, revealing its true form.

Ye Wuyou turned his head and shouted at Tang Sanshisan who was hiding not far away.

"What are you hesitating about? Do it."

The plan had been arranged long ago. If the pig demon can be killed, then kill it. If the pig demon is killed, Ye Wuyou can take its soul.

If it cannot be killed, let him show up.

First, to expose this fourth-level demon and contain another fourth-level cultivator in the city, although this matter depends on the other party's character.

Second, Ye Wuyou doesn't want this guy to continue hiding.

Ye Wuyou can of course leave without caring about anything.

Even if he escapes, the cultivators of the sect will also leave, but leave a fourth-level demon in Fancheng, and I don't know what he is planning.

These demons eat people.

So they should be killed.

On the other side, Tang Sanshisan stood on the roof in the distance.

He is the killer in the plan.

The self-explosion of that puppet is enough to threaten the fourth level.

His eyes looked at the pig demon figure shrouded in flames.

Then, he looked at the female puppet standing not far away.

It was still the beautiful face in his heart, and there was still no emotion or vitality.

Tang Sanshisan slowly pinched his hands, and as long as he gave an order, the woman would disappear.

That demon would probably die at his hands.

Kill the demon, kill the demon, it is natural for a cultivator to kill the demon.

It is just a puppet, just a puppet...

It is not uncommon for the Tang Sect to let the puppet self-destruct and kill the enemy.

After all, puppets can be replaced.

The female puppet stood there, neither sad nor happy.

Tang Sanshisan's eyes were red, and his hands were throbbing with veins, but he could not make the next seal.

"Go! What are you hesitating about!" Ye Wuyou's voice came, with anger.

"I can't do it!" Tang Sanshisan roared and released his hands.