Urban Demon Slayer

He Jun's mind was confused.

He didn't know how he could say the words "I want revenge". He was obviously extremely afraid of these inner disciples of Qingcheng Mountain. He didn't even dare to speak loudly to them, no matter how they humiliated and bullied him. Indifferent, why do you suddenly want revenge today?

Is it because he was expelled from Qingcheng Mountain and instead had no scruples and let himself go? Or is it because he doesn't want to lose Wang Qianchen, a high-ranking person, otherwise he will be truly helpless, or... does he really want revenge?

He didn't know what he was thinking. He only knew that after he said these words, he felt relieved, even more relaxed than ever before. It was as if he should have done this and thought this way a long time ago, but it was just inspired by Wang Qianchen. .

After that, he felt that his blood was boiling all over, and he couldn't wait to have a battle with Wan Long and others. Even if he lost, even if it was a miserable defeat, he had no regrets, because he was standing, not kneeling!

In the corridor, Wang Qianchen

He and Wei Zihua, one on each side, carried the injured He Jun upstairs.

After he said "I want revenge," the two of them decided to continue helping him. Even Bian Bian said in his mind: "That's right. I want to help a tough guy. I get angry when I see a coward!" "

"Thank you..." He Jun said softly.

"It's okay!" Wang Qianchen laughed.

"Just take care of yourself, and we'll take care of the rest together!" Wei Zihua also smiled heartily.

Being held up by these two people, He Jun felt very warm and at ease in his heart, but he knew that if he wanted to truly gain the recognition of these two people, he must be able to show the courage and courage to stand alone.

"Okay, I'll go by myself next." He Jun said softly, looking at the iron gate of the rooftop in front of him and Wan Long, Zhang Quan and others following him.

"Is that okay?" Wang Qianchen was stunned for a moment and asked.

He knew that He Jun was seriously injured.

"Okay." He Jun smiled, took the initiative to pull his arm back, and then walked towards the door of the rooftop step by step.

Open the door, it's dazzling

of sunlight shining in.

He Jun walked in facing the sunshine, his back slightly stooped, but full of determination.

Wang Qianchen and Wei Zihua looked at each other and followed immediately.

Wan Long, Zhang Quan and other Qingcheng Mountain disciples also stepped into the rooftop, and saw He Jun standing on the rooftop in the center, holding a sword in his hand.

He Jun is a disciple of Qingcheng Mountain. Of course he carries a sword with him, but this is the first time he draws it out.

The sun shone on his blood-covered body. He looked neither majestic nor domineering, but had a touch of stubbornness.

Wang Qianchen and Wei Zihua walked quickly to him and stood on both sides of him.

In this matter, He Jun is the absolute protagonist, and no one can steal his limelight.

"Zhang Quan, I want to challenge you to a duel." When Wan Long and his party walked onto the rooftop, He Jun raised his sword and pointed it straight ahead, speaking in a sonorous tone.

The sun shines on his sword, and the blade is brilliant and eye-catching.

"You bastard, who are you trying to scare?" Zhang Quan didn't pay attention to him at all and directly drew his sword and charged at him.

Go up.

Wang Qianchen and Wei Zihua immediately stepped aside. They would definitely not interfere with He Jun's decision, and Wan Long and others would not interfere because they knew that Zhang Quan would win.

Zhang Quan is in the earth realm, and He Jun is in the sand realm. There is no comparison.

The two exchanged blows quickly, and the sound of "ding, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, dong, clang" sounded. He Jun was at a disadvantage from the beginning. He was forced back by Zhang Quan and suffered many sword wounds on his body.

Zhang Quan could have killed He Jun in an instant, but he decided not to do so, just like a cat playing with a mouse, teasing and playing with it.

Seeing this scene, Wang Qianchen and Wei Zihua frowned slightly, but still had no intention of intervening, because He Jun should have lost, and it didn't make much sense whether to intervene or not.

In the field, He Jun was still fighting with Zhang Quan.

"Let me stab him with one sword, just one stab with the sword..." He Jun murmured in his mouth while struggling to fight, and the hands holding the sword glowed with some white light.

His voice was so low that even Zhang Quan, who was fighting with him, did not hear it, but Wang Qian

Chen heard it.

The next second, He Jun, who had been forced to defend, suddenly thrust out a sword.

Just one sword, just one sword.

The sword thrust was so fast and hard that Zhang Quan didn't react at all, but felt a sudden pain in his abdomen.

Looking down, he saw that the sword had already penetrated his lower abdomen.

"How...how could..." Zhang Quan covered his lower abdomen, cold sweat quickly dripped from his forehead, staggered back, and then sat down on the ground.

He lost.

Although He Jun suffered more injuries, none of them were fatal. He was only hit by one sword, but he couldn't stand up instantly.

There was silence on the rooftop, and everyone was dumbfounded.

"Damn it, how did he stab with this sword? It's not like his previous level!" Wei Zihua said in shock.

Wang Qianchen said nothing, and looked at He Jun with flashing eyes, as if he had realized something.

"I win!" He Jun, who was covered in blood, turned his head. The injuries all over his body were like meritorious deeds.

"Well, you win!" Wang Qianchen's eyebrows widened.

(End of chapter)