Chapter 141

Slaying Demons, as the name suggests, is the technique of slaying demons and eliminating evil.

It can use magic power to drive gods and slay ghosts, and eliminate all monsters without form.

This Dao technique was mastered by Su Xuan a long time ago, but it couldn't help that this was a Wu Xia world, and there was no place to use it. Of course, it was said to be Wu Xia, but in fact, some people's performance was not Wu Xia, so today, when facing Xuan Xuan Jian, Su Xuan finally used the Slaying Demon technique for the first time.

With one strike, all the souls like Eight Linglong that were detained and driven by Xuan Xuan Jian were wiped out.

Although Xuan Xuan Jian was an assassin, he was not wood or stone after all. After realizing that the souls he drove were wiped out, he still looked a bit surprised. Since a year ago, after he completed the task of killing Chengjiao, he had always appeared in the image of Eight Linglong. No one knew that the so-called Eight Linglong was actually just an illusion, the souls of eight dead people revealed by the power of the two swords Black and White Xuan Xuan Jian, and the one who truly drove the souls of the eight dead people was the sword-wielder himself.

This time, after he received this task.

He also came to Xinzheng in the posture of Eight Linglong.

No one knew that the true executor of this task would be him, only thinking that the perpetrator was the famous assassin group of the State of Qin, Eight Linglong.

As a result, the person in front of him not only spoke out his reality in one word but also wiped out all the souls he drove with inexplicable means.

As for Su Xuan's statement that he was about to become a dead person, Xuan Xuan Jian didn't care.

Because even if Su Xuan wiped out the souls he manipulated, he still firmly believed that he could kill Su Xuan one step ahead.

The next moment.

Xuan Xuan Jian moved.

He could ignore Young Master Shang's words. After all, he was a weakling. Killing Young Master Shang was an easy thing, and one sword could end his life.

But Su Xuan was different.

Su Xuan's strength was extremely extraordinary, much stronger than the two Guigu disciples who had an encounter with him three years ago. Su Xuan continuing to stay here would become the biggest obstacle to his assassination of Young Master Shang.

Xuan Xuan Jian made a decision in his heart.

Afterward, his body moved abruptly, afterimages swept by, and the black and white swords carried the meaning of taking life and suppressing the soul, sweeping toward Su Xuan.

Gai Nie's expression was solemn.

Three years ago, he and his fellow apprentice Wei Zhuang had a fight with Xuan Xuan Jian. He knew Xuan Xuan Jian's strength better than anyone else. Seeing Xuan Xuan Jian attack Su Xuan, he immediately waved his sword and was about to rescue Su Xuan.

Su Xuan's voice reached his ears, "You just need to guard Young Master Shang well."

"As for him, I am enough to deal with it!"

When the words were spoken, between Su Xuan's hands, a sword appeared in each.

One red and one white.

The red sword was named "Blood", and the white sword was called "Snow". Han Fei was no stranger to these two swords. That day in the death row outside the city, he witnessed Bai Yifei holding these two swords, and then in the battle on the long street, Su Xuan used these two swords to kill Ji Wuye.

Black and white swords against red and white swords.

When the four swords intersected, a peerless power swept out from them. A screen nearby shattered for the first time, and then, this power went toward the door.

Gai Nie flashed in front of Young Master Shang and Han Fei, waving the long sword in his hand, the sword Qi was like frost, blocking the aftermath that swept over.

Xuan Xuan Jian withdrew his double swords, moved his body, and in a moment, it seemed that heavy ghost shadows swayed behind him, and then all returned to the black sword in his hand. These were all the dead who died under this black sword.

Eight Linglong were just eight people who died under his hands, and because of some preferences, they were long-term revealed on the outside.

But this did not mean that Xuan Xuan Jian only killed eight people in his life.

These people who died under his hands were all suppressed in the sword forever and ever because of the black sword, and then became the source of his power.

It can be said that this is the strength of the two swords Black and White Xuan Xuan Jian.

The white sword takes life, and the black sword suppresses the soul.

The more people he kills, the more dead he can drive, and the stronger his power.

The next moment, Xuan Xuan Jian swung another sword, and the dazzling black sword light swept out.

Su Xuan also returned a sword.

Although Su Xuan's sword light was not as thrilling as Xuan Xuan Jian's sword light carrying the power of many dead, it was sufficiently solemn.

The first time the two sword lights touched, Gai Nie didn't hesitate at all, hurriedly withdrew his sword, took Young Master Shang, and went outside the room. Nongyu also covered Han Fei and left here quickly.

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As soon as they rushed out of the room, they saw Wei Zhuang and Zinu who rushed over in a hurry.

"It's Xuan Xuan Jian!"

After seeing Wei Zhuang, Gai Nie said three words.

Wei Zhuang's expression also changed greatly.

Xuan Xuan Jian, for them at the current stage, and even for them in the future, was a terrifying expert, making them remember for many years, especially now, only three years had passed since they last encountered Xuan Xuan Jian.

In these three years, Wei Zhuang did not dare to be lazy in practicing swords, just to have the strength to fight when facing Xuan Xuan Jian again.

Learning from Gai Nie that Xuan Xuan Jian was inside.

Although Wei Zhuang was also curious about Eight Linglong dissipating, he wanted to rush into the room and fight Xuan Xuan Jian even more.

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Confirm, where is the gap between himself and the other party!

Wei Zhuang's fighting spirit just rose, and he heard a rumbling sound.

In the room, there was a loud noise, and then, like frying beans, the wood that built this house cracked inch by inch.

"What a terrifying sword Qi!"

Gai Nie's expression was solemn, stating the reality.

Wei Zhuang was also aware of it, his expression extremely solemn.

This sound like frying beans was the sound of sword Qi hitting the wood, seeping into the wood, and destroying it.

Wei Zhuang asked another question, "Who is the person fighting Xuan Xuan Jian inside?"

Gai Nie was not familiar with Su Xuan, Han Fei answered Wei Zhuang's question.

"It's Su Xuan!"

"So it's him!" Wei Zhuang's expression was awe-inspiring, and then, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It seems that Xuan Xuan Jian will lose today!"

"Hmm?" Gai Nie looked at his fellow apprentice with a puzzled face, not understanding why Wei Zhuang would draw such a conclusion.

Wei Zhuang felt Gai Nie's puzzled gaze and explained, "If you have seen that person's strength, you will also draw such a conclusion."

Although Xuan Xuan Jian is very strong, his strength is still traceable and can be chased, while Su Xuan's strength is completely boundless.