Chapter 85

Slash Demon, as the name suggests, is the art of slashing demons and eliminating evil.

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

This Dao art had been mastered by Su Xuan a long time ago, but it was a martial arts world, and there was no place to use it. Of course, saying it was martial arts, in fact, some people's performance was not martial arts, so today, facing Xuan Xuan Jian, Su Xuan finally used the Slash Demon art for the first time.

With one blow, he slashed and destroyed all the souls that were imprisoned and driven by Xuan Xuan Jian, such as Eight Eight Linglong.

Although Xuan Xuan Jian was an assassin, he was not wood or stone after all. After realizing that the souls he drove were slashed and destroyed, he still looked a little surprised. Since completing the task of killing Chengjiao a year ago, he had always appeared in the image of Eight Eight Linglong. No one knew that the so-called Eight 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 person holding the sword.

This time, after he received this task.

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

No one knew that the true executor of this task would be him; they only thought that the perpetrator was the famous assassin group of Qin Guo, Eight 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 words that he was about to become a dead person, Xuan Xuan Jian did not care.

Because even if Su Xuan wiped out the souls he manipulated, he still 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, and wanting to kill Young Master Shang was an easy thing; one sword could end his life.

But Su Xuan was different.

The strength Su Xuan showed was extremely extraordinary, much stronger than the two Ghost Valley disciples who had met 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.

Then, his body moved suddenly, afterimages swept past, and the black and white swords swept toward Su Xuan with the intention of taking life and suppressing the soul.

Ge Nie's expression was solemn.

Three years ago, he and his fellow student Wei Zhuang had a fight with Xuan Xuan Jian. He knew Xuan Xuan Jian's strength better than anyone. Seeing Xuan Xuan Jian take action against Su Xuan, he immediately swung his sword, preparing to rescue Su Xuan.

Su Xuan's voice entered his ears: "You just need to protect Young Master Shang well."

"As for him, I can handle it!"

When the words came out, a sword appeared in each of Su Xuan's hands.

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. In the death row outside the city that day, he witnessed Bai Bai Yifei holding these two swords, and then in the battle on the long street, Su Xuan used these two swords to kill Ji Ji Wuye.

Black and white swords versus red and white swords.

The four swords intersected, and the overwhelming power that could not be resisted swept out from them. A screen around them was shattered at the first moment, and then, this force went toward the door.

Ge Nie flashed in front of Young Master Shang and Han Fei, his long sword swung, sword energy like frost, blocking the aftermath that swept over.

Xuan Xuan Jian withdrew his dual swords, his body moved, 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 Eight Linglong were just eight people who died under his hands, because of some preferences, they were long displayed 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 for all eternity 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 people he can drive, and the stronger his power.

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

Su Xuan also returned a sword.

Su Xuan's sword light was not as thrilling as Xuan Xuan Jian's sword carrying the power of many dead people, but it was condensed enough.

At the first moment the two sword lights touched, Ge Nie did not hesitate, hurriedly retracted his sword, took Young Master Shang, and went outside the room, and Nong Yu also covered Han Fei and left here quickly.

They just rushed out of the room and saw Wei Zhuang and Zinu who were rushing over.

"It's Xuan Xuan Jian!"

After seeing Wei Zhuang, Ge Nie said three words.

Wei Zhuang's expression also changed greatly.

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

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

Learning from Ge Nie that Xuan Xuan Jian was inside.

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

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Confirm where the gap between himself and the other party was!

Wei Zhuang's fighting spirit had just risen, and he heard a boom.

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

"What a terrifying sword energy!"

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

Wei Zhuang also noticed it, his expression extremely solemn.

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

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

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

"It's Su Xuan!"

"So it's him!" Wei Zhuang's expression was stern, and then, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It seems that Xuan Xuan Jian is going to lose today!"

"Hmm?" Ge Nie looked at his fellow student with confusion, not understanding why Wei Zhuang would reach such a conclusion.

Wei Zhuang felt Ge Nie's confused gaze and explained: "If you have seen that person's strength, you will also reach such a conclusion."

Although Xuan Xuan Jian is very strong, his strength still has traces to follow and can be chased, while Su Xuan's strength is a strength that cannot see the edge at all.

— Author's Notes —

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