"Nothing is impossible."
He slowly squatted down. It was clear that he was bearing a heavy burden, and it was very strenuous for him to do so. He kicked off the ground and came to the top. Leaving Cliff spun a few times in his left palm along with its scabbard. It drew out a dark light that was not very beautiful, but it was very heavy. Then, it stabbed into the flagstone ground that was paved with the track and let out a dull thud.
Everyone's gazes were instantly gathered on Leaving Cliff. Its original color had completely disappeared, and there was only a deep darkness left. Its own darkness was not enough. It also released a dim and silent light in all directions. It was like a pot of old wine that had been soaked in time. It might not taste good, but its deep flavor was something no one could ignore.
"It's as if I'm killing you here and taking your place on the Heavenly Chen Rank."
"Kill me?" Xue Kuang wanted to laugh again. "Do you know what you're saying? This Demonic Abyss Eye was just pieced together with the blood of low-grade demon soldiers. It's not good for you to be so arrogant. Or do I have to let you experience the horrors of the demon race? "
"Alright," Yan Li said.
"Then come," Xue Kuang said.
"Come," Yan Li said.
Xue Kuang's face was filled with cold anger, but he was still very calm. His Qi Domain gradually expanded. He knew it very well, and he had already formed a habit. When he killed someone, he had to kill them in one strike. He could not give them any chances.
Yan Li could already feel the Life and Death Force Field surging towards him. He placed his hand on the hilt of his sword. The ripples of light that were originally flowing slowly on the sword suddenly expanded. There was a sound like a mirror shattering. The illusory realm that trapped them collapsed in an instant, revealing the army that was waiting outside in battle formation.
"Is this the Hidden Sword Art?" Xue Kuang narrowed his eyes slightly. He felt that this was different from the Cangjian Peak disciples he had seen before.
"This is the Demon Slayer Sword Art." Yan Li sneered. Then, he turned solemn. The tip of his foot slid on the ground, looking for a suitable position. Then, with a low shout, he suddenly leaped out. With a clanging sound, the Leaving Cliff Sword was immediately unsheathed. The dark light wave became even larger, trailing behind like a shadow of the dark night.
The piercingly cold and heavy edge rushed towards the Xue Kuang. He frowned and retreated a little, landing on the guardrail of the horse track. He muttered something in a low voice and made a hand seal at the same time. The Life and Death Field suddenly changed, forming a huge monster. Most of this monster was still very illusory. Only its sixteen arms, each holding a shining steel saber, could be seen clearly.
Each of those steel sabers was more than thirty feet long, and they slashed down at Yan Li from afar. Even the void was split open, forming visible cracks. At the cracks, because of the Life and Death Field, Yin and Yang were reversed, and chaos reappeared.
This chaos, was like the time before the heaven and earth were formed. Countless ancient beasts roared there, one louder than the other. Just the sound wave alone was enough to make Huang Shaoyu's scalp go numb, his face pale. He thought to himself that he actually dared to attack this kind of person just now, he must be tired of living!
Leaving Cliff wanted to meet the monster before he could think of it. The dark night met the chaos. Hence, after the roar of the beasts, a strange sharp collision sound was heard.
However, the dark night seemed to contain everything, even the chaos, layer by layer, the steel sabers broke inch by inch. The sharp collision sound, at the last moment, stopped.
Leaving Cliff stopped in front of the Xue Kuang's glabella. If the tip of the sword moved forward another half an inch, it would be enough to touch his skin, causing him to bleed dark red demon blood.
The moment the sharp collision sound stopped, it was followed by a dull collision sound. From behind the Xue Kuang, a dark light wave visible to the naked eye passed through the army behind him, as if it was cutting grass.
Hundreds of heavily armed soldiers fell silently, their eyes open, their heads scattered on the ground.
The sound of fluttering gradually stopped.
The Xue Kuang's hair and clothes finally calmed down, but his eyes were not calm.
Leaving Cliff's color returned to normal. Yan Li retracted his sword, as if nothing had happened, and put it back into the sheath.
"Thanks. Let's go. "
He winked at the Xue Kuang, then slowly walked past him, jumped down the gate tower, and sped away on the road paved with the dead men's heads.
When the Xue Kuang woke up, Yanshan Robber's men had already left. Then, he noticed that there were already many unfriendly looks in the surrounding army.
"The demons helped Yanshan Robber escape. They're all two-faced bastards. Take them down together!"
A general stood out from the crowd, glaring at the Xue Kuang and the demons. In their eyes, these demons had used some unknown method to protect Yanshan Robber, who was already gasping for breath. They naively thought that they were helping them, but in the end, hundreds of experts, all rare elites, died at once.
Following the general's roar, except for those who continued to pursue Yanshan Robber, everyone else surrounded them.
Invikill slowly emerged. He was small and thin, but he was a very sensitive person. Once there was any movement around him, he would become very agitated. "Hey, Xue Kuang, what's wrong with you? Is that kid your opponent? You didn't really make any agreement with him, did you? "
"Shut up!" The Xue Kuang glared at him fiercely.
"Do you want to fight? Do you think I'm afraid of you just because you're the Devil King's disciple? "Invikill grinned cruelly, and his figure slowly disappeared.
"Enough!" Although Crazy Pockmark was somewhat deranged, he was the hall master of the Hall of Killings after all. It was impossible for him not to have some sense of propriety. Seeing that the imperial court's army was about to fight with them, how could he tolerate his subordinates messing around with the Xue Kuang?
Chen Tianlong rested the Chaotic Devil's Cudgel on his shoulder. He glanced around and said indifferently, "Xue Kuang, at this point in time, you should take a step back and explain to these humans. Otherwise, if we start fighting, who will bear the responsibility if the hall master asks for it?"
The thought of Li Hongzhuang's means made the Xue Kuang shudder involuntarily, and he calmed down from his rage. He would never admit that his Law Domain had almost collapsed in that instant, which was why he had allowed that kid to do as he pleased. However, he felt a little better when he thought that the kid had paid a hefty price.
He shifted his gaze and looked at the idiot who had doubted him. He stretched out his hand, and the Life and Death Force Field released an irresistible suction force, sucking the general into his hand. He clutched the general's neck in the air, and looked at the general's face that was slowly turning red.
"Yanshan Robber's dragon head is cunning and treacherous. He's acting like this on purpose. Can't you tell? Do you need me to stuff something into your head to make you smarter? Hmm? "
Yan Po hugged his arms and leaned against the wall. He could not help but shake his head helplessly. "If that's the case, I might as well not explain."
"The Demon Race is capricious. We will definitely report this to His Majesty!" As expected, the surrounding army became even more enraged, and the space between them became smaller and smaller.
"Human Race, don't push your luck!" Chen Tianlong suddenly put down the Chaotic Devil's Cudgel and propped it on the ground. There was a dull thud, and the entire city tower trembled slightly.
"Everyone stop, everyone stop. What are you doing?"
At this moment, a voice came from afar. A shadow was galloping over from several miles away. He was still several miles away, but his voice was like the echo of heavenly thunder, echoing back and forth in the battlefield. It was clear that his cultivation was profound.
When Duan Soundless was born, his father was immersed in the state of "silence is better than sound". He practiced silent meditation and did not do any serious work all day, hoping to comprehend the three introductory thoughts of the Great Brahman Heart Sutra. Then, as a muggle without a real name, he could become a cultivator and change his poor fate.
In a fit of anger, his mother gave him the name Duan Soundless. The original name Soundless was actually Lifeless. It meant that if his father continued to be so obsessed, the two of them would have no hope of survival. Later, his father did not agree and insisted on changing it, so he changed it to Duan Soundless.
The one who made the sound was Duan Soundless. Contrary to his name, ever since he could speak, he liked to talk endlessly. If you had enough energy and interest, he could talk to you for three days and three nights without repetition.
Sometimes … no, many times, the people around him and his subordinates hoped that he would become a mute.
"Put him down, put him down, put him down. Why are you grabbing him? You're grabbing him but not killing him. Aren't you trying to force my subordinates to attack you demons? Are you doing this on purpose? No, I can see that you're not doing this on purpose. If you were doing this on purpose, why would you only grab him and not kill him? "
"Okay, okay, put him down, we'll talk slowly."
Duan Soundless' voice was still several hundred feet away, but he had already arrived at the wall of the horse road. Like an elder coaxing a child, he gently patted the hand of the Xue Kuang that was grabbing the general.
The Xue Kuang slowly turned his grey-white eyes, sizing up Duan Soundless.
This was a man in his early fifties. He was neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, neither handsome nor ugly, and his beard was neither too long nor too short. The only thing that was easy to remember was his smile.
His smile was very friendly, as if the person he was talking to was a long-time friend.
The Xue Kuang released his hand, and the general fell down. He sneered and said, "I didn't expect that a mere Yanshan Robber would be able to alarm Governor Duan."
Duan Soundless smiled and didn't care. He pushed his palm lightly, creating a gentle force that sent the general into the crowd. Then he smiled and said, "If it was really a mere Yanshan Robber, how would he dare to break into the palace? If it was really a mere Yanshan Robber, how could he escape from the hands of you demon experts? If it was really a mere Yanshan Robber, my subordinates wouldn't have died. But the Xue Kuang, you're not a mere Xue Kuang. How could you let him escape and be misunderstood by my subordinates? That's not right, is it? "
"Hmph!" The Xue Kuang's face turned cold. "Get this straight. We demons have no obligation to help you capture a thief!"
Duan Soundless still smiled and said, "Don't be angry, don't be angry. I know you have no obligation, but you're not a mere Xue Kuang. How could you let him escape?"
The Xue Kuang's hatred for him instantly increased, but he was still very calm. He only remembered it in his heart and said, "If you're here to talk nonsense, I'll pretend I didn't see you. If I'm not wrong, Yanshan Robber should have escaped from the palace. Now, let's talk about cooperation! "
"Sure." Duan Soundless was still smiling.
But this time, it was so concise that it made people suspect that this was his original intention.
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