White Head Demon Master

　　 "I don't know if they kill demons and demons, will there be any problem..."

　　 Not long ago, Fang Cunzheng stayed in the ruined temple, quietly waiting for his classmates to return.

I thought about it a few times in secret, but felt that it shouldn’t be a big problem. Although there are a few powerful monsters around Liuhu City, they are obviously not enough compared to the human spirit refiners. To put it bluntly, these monsters can now Staying in the surrounding mountains is because the threat they pose to Liuhu City is not great enough, or the threat to the Academy and the city guard is not great enough.

The academy students who came out with me have a lot of cultivation skills, especially the fans of their own brothers in the Nanshan League. They have their own powerful methods. If even a few little monsters who harass the people can't handle it, they can It's too unreasonable, let's come back to it, even if there are a few powerful among those monsters, I am afraid I can't really kill the disciples of the college unless I don't want to be confused.

　　 Since this is the case, then I don't have to worry at all.

　　 I don't know how long it took, the hissing sound from the direction of the village has disappeared. Counting the time, they should be about to end.

　　 "Jilul Law..."

　　 Suddenly, outside the ruined temple, there was a sound of horses, as if they were frightened.

　　 Fangcun's ears suddenly stood up, and the surroundings were all quiet, but the wind was getting stronger, and the horse was panicked.

He did not move, but gently took off the old umbrella and put it beside him. Then he still sat quietly by the fire looking at the scriptures in his hand, listening to the surrounding movement with his ears, and quickly, I heard a gust of wind blowing outside the temple, and the sound of the horse's voice was lowered, and the surroundings became quiet again, but faintly, it seemed that there was a certain gaze, staring at him in the dark.

　　 The square inch expression remained unchanged, and the scroll was held in front of him, reading seriously.

　　 "Wow..."

It seems that there is a certain existence outside the temple, and it becomes more and more uncontrollable. Suddenly, a strong wind blows, and the temple door is blown away severely, and a demon wind is swept into the ruined temple. He heard a smirk, and the demon wind rolled over his head, unable to describe the power of the demon wind. Although it seemed to be a bit strong in the outside world, it was already violent and terrifying.

　　 And Fang Cun was also at this moment, suddenly raised his head to look at the demon wind above his head, and smiled lightly.

　　 With his right hand, he has already held the old umbrella beside him.

Sure enough, a black shadow appeared in the demon wind. It looked like a civet cat the size of a human, with a ferocious appearance. At this moment, he waved his sharp claws and grabbed it toward his head. The blood mouth opened, carrying A chilling look...

　　 "Wow!"

　　 But at the moment that claw fell, Fang Cun had already opened his umbrella.

　　 The umbrella surface opened, like a shield, blocking him.

　　 "Sizzle..."

　　 Black Shadow's claws caught on the umbrella, and the sound of his claws scratching the cloth was heard, but it didn't catch it.

And Fang Cun took this opportunity to stand up suddenly, and with a twitch of his right hand, he drew a sharp sword from between the umbrella handles, his wrists were steady, and his body swiftly rose. They are all blessed on this sword and cut out.

　　 "哧……"

The black shadow was frightened by the black umbrella. He waved his paw sharply and pulled the umbrella surface to one side. Then he wanted to attack the young college student again, but he was cold-hearted. When the umbrella surface was just pulled aside, there was a cold light. There was a slight coolness between the chest and abdomen, and the whole demon was stunned. Looking down, he saw the cold and calm eyes of the young man.

　　 flipped his wrists, held the sword between his chest and abdomen, and then moved away gently.

　　 The blood spurts wildly, the intestines shed, the heart is broken.

　　 The blood of the old demon spouts with blood, then dissipates, kneels down slowly, and then falls down.

　　 looked at the boy before he died, but he was still a little puzzled.

　　 What magic weapon is this umbrella, I didn't even tear it?

　　 What is even more puzzled is that this young student's cultivation base is obviously very low, how could he react in time?

　　 Even if he reacts, with his level of cultivation, he should not be able to break his demon body...

　　 It's just that no matter how much I don't understand, it's already over.

　　……

　　……

　　 Fangcun poked the demon corpse on the ground with the tip of the sword, knowing that it was indeed dead.

　　 "The mana is pure, it is really useful..."

　　 He remembered the feeling of the sword cut just now, and nodded slightly.

This old demon actually has a very deep cultivation base. With his current mana, it is even hard to kill it. However, he usually relies on innate aura to cultivate, and his mana is better than others. There are many pure ones, and all of the blessings are applied to the sword at once, which makes the power of this sword extremely powerful. The old demon was caught off guard, and he suddenly caught his own way...

　　 He shook the demon blood on his sword, turned his head and looked at the temple gate.

I saw a little demon next to him, only three feet tall, just like a human child of six or seven years old, born like a girl, with two foxes with pointed ears and a fluffy fox tail behind. , Looks very delicate, he was obviously scared stupid at this time, facing his gaze, he shivered, and kept moving back, leaning his back against the wall.

　　 "This little demon will run out to eat people?"

　　 Fangcun shook his head slightly, and walked up slowly.

　　 Xiao Yao just looked at him tremblingly, her eyes were already covered with a layer of mist, she was almost crying.

　　 Fangcun squatted down, gently grabbed its little hand, sniffed it, nodded, and said, "Well, there is no **** smell!"

　　 The little demon froze in fright and did not dare to move.

　　 Fangcun raised his head and looked at her, and said, "Have you never killed anyone?"

　　 The little demon stood blankly and hurriedly shook his head.

　　 Fangcun smiled, got up, put the sword back into the umbrella sheath, and put it aside.

　　 The little demon was stunned, and saw Fang Cun actually sat back by the fire again, continued to hold the scroll and watch, and ignored himself.

The little demon didn't know whether he was relieved or was more afraid. He pressed his back against the wall, bit by bit, and rubbed against the temple door. He saw that he finally reached the door. The person reading still didn't tell him. With the intention of making a move, he hurriedly took a breath, landed on all fours, slammed the ground, and was about to flee into the dark night outside the temple.

　　 Just, just rushing out of the temple gate, I felt a surge of sword aura coming from high altitude.

The little demon was shocked immediately. After taking out the strength to eat milk, he spun again in the air, and then crawled back into the ruined temple. With a "swish", he ran behind the person who read the book and stuck out from behind him. At first, I looked tremblingly in the direction of the temple gate...

　　 Fangcun himself was also taken aback, and looked back at the scared little demon before looking at the temple gate.

　　 I saw outside the temple at this time, a woman with a cold temperament and a fairy-like appearance, with a flying sword hanging by her side, walked into the temple.

　　 She also looked a little anxious at first, wrapped in a murderous look, but after entering the temple, she was slightly startled.

At first glance, I saw Fang Cun who was sitting right next to the fire and reading a book, and then I saw the corpse of the old demon in the temple, which was crawling on the ground. I was relieved and turned his gaze to hiding behind Fang Cun. The little demon wrung his brows, and it was also at this time that there was a sound of rushing wind outside the temple, and the students from the academy rushed back one after another and rushed into the temple.

"This……"

　　 "The second son of the Fang family is okay?"

　　 "The old demon actually died?"

　　 Seeing the corpse of the old demon in the temple, each of them was shocked, and looked towards Fang Cun in surprise.

　　 "Everyone is back..."

Fang Cun got up and greeted the students in the academies. Seeing that they were all staring at the corpse of the old demon, with an incomprehensible color on their faces, he smiled and said, "Not long after you went to kill the demon, this old demon rushed in. Eat me, but was killed by my sword!"

　　 After hearing this, the students from the academies suddenly realized.

At first I heard that it was a little weird. With the current cultivation base of the second son of Fang, how could he be able to kill this old demon, but again, when he escaped from the village, he was killed by Meng Zhixue. Yijian was seriously injured, presumably because he was too badly injured, so he wanted to swallow the second son of Fang to make up some demon energy, but unfortunately, he was picked up by the second son of Fang...

　　 "It's really a rookie hit the big luck, but he picked up such a big credit!"

　　 "It's okay..."

　　 All the students were complicated for a while, and they muttered a few words softly.

　　 Among the monster races who raid the village, this old monster is the strongest, clearly the leader.

　　 They shot one after another, but failed to win. Fairy Meng offered his sword, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com couldn't kill it. Who would want to die in Fang Second?

　　 Among a group of people, only Meng Zhixue looked at the old demon's corpse, then at Fang Cun, her eyes a little suspicious.

　　 "The demons in the village have been killed!"

Someone didn’t want to talk about this subject any more, so they glanced away, looked at the little demon behind Fang Cun, and said loudly, “This little demon was brought out by that old demon just now, Master Fang Chi I once said that the demon is small, but since it has appeared in that village, it is not innocent. It is still slashed with a single sword. Together with these monster corpses, send it back to the academy for merit!"

　　 The little demon looked at the dazzling sword, and shrank sharply behind Fangcun, his tail trembling into a curve.

　　 All the students around are all taken for granted, even Meng Zhixue did not take this matter to heart.

　　 Fang Cun frowned slightly as he felt the trembling body of the little demon.

Seeing that the student had come with a sword, within a short period of time, he hesitated for a while, suddenly raised his head, and smiled at the college student who had brought the sword: "No need, such a beautiful little boy. Fox girl, is it a pity to kill?"

　　 The student was slightly startled: "Why don't you kill but stay?"

　　 Fang Cun smiled and said, "Isn't it fun to take it home and raise it?

　　 For a time, the eyes of all the students in the temple fell on him, their eyes were rather strange.

　　 "Sure enough to be the second son of the Fang family, he can play..."

　　 There are some smiles in the eyes of the male students, especially Tsuru Zhenzhang, who is inexplicably admired and envied.

　　 But at this moment, Meng Qinger's face was unhappy, and she snorted softly.

　　 The students reacted, and immediately changed into a look of disgust: "Heh~~, shameless!"