.. Warrior God

"It's not that easy to leave!"

Today is a rare good time to kill the crows, Long Feihu naturally will not let the crows escape, burst into applause, and immediately chased after them.

Although the wound healed temporarily, it was just a delaying tactic, the crow's combat power had greatly decreased, and the speed was naturally much weaker, just a respite, Long Feihu was in front of him.

The crow's face changed, and he still didn't entangle with Long Feihu, he turned around and ran in the other direction, but Long Feihu had already expected the crow to do this, and the big knife in his hand came out of his hand, once again sealing the crow's retreat.

The unwilling crow kept changing directions, but the big knife followed him, no matter which direction he fled, the big knife would be horizontal in front of him, making it impossible for him to continue to move forward.

"My knife is called the Demon Slayer Knife, and you are the only evil cultivator left in this city, if you don't slaughter you, who will you slaughter?"

The voice of the dragon flying tiger came from high in the sky, and the crow's face became even more ugly when he heard it.

I thought that with the realm of the Great Perfection, I could stabilize the pressure, but I didn't expect that the strength of this dragon flying tiger would be so powerful with the help of Ning Chuan.

In fact, if the demon slayer knife directly pierced the crow's lower abdomen, although the crow would be injured, its strength would not be weakened too much.

The strange thing is that the gray yuan force that Ning Chuan put in the demon slayer knife, when the demon slayer knife passed through his body, the gray yuan force was also released, and a large part of it entered his body, which was frantically devouring his cultivation at this time.

Originally, he thought that only Huagong Dafa could devour the power of others, but he didn't think that one day his power would also be devoured by others—this was the reason for him to be afraid and run away.

"Even if it's death, I'm going to pull you up!"

Seeing that there was no way out, the crow had a hideous face, regardless of his injuries, and began to frantically release the demonic evil cultivation yuan power, and it was a gust of yin wind in an instant.

At this moment, the crow seemed to spit out all the power that Fang had absorbed, and this time, he wanted to take the two of them to die together in a self-destructive way, and the momentum was even more ferocious.

"Woo woo woo ......"

In the dark night, the yin wind gusted, enveloping the entire Lu'an City, making them as if they were deep purgatory, eerie and terrifying.

Long Feihu looked at everything that was happening in front of him, the cold glint in his eyes was especially clear in the dark, he naturally would not let the crow succeed.

Without saying a word, without saying a word, the big knife flew back upside down, fell into his hand, jumped forward, and slashed straight down at the crow.

Countless black Yuan forces blocked in front of him, and they turned into arms and grabbed towards Long Feihu, but Long Feihu's Yuan Force Protector, those evil forces, couldn't get close to him at all, and the crow could only put more energy on the offensive of the resisting Long Feihu.

"Destroy the Evil!"

With a twist of the wrist, a force merged into the Demon Slayer Knife, and the power was even better, and the next moment, the Demon Slayer Knife and the crow's breath collided together, and the crow's pupils were gradually dilated......

I thought that how could his strength stop Long Feihu for a while, but I didn't think that the black yuan force, under the demon slayer knife, would actually fall apart, and it couldn't stop it at all......

"Snort......"

A silver light flashed, and the Demon Slayer Knife had already broken through the black yuan force, and fell directly on the crow's body, which was directly divided into two halves, and the black yuan force in the body also scurried around and disappeared between heaven and earth......

"Hoo ......"

Ning Chuan breathed a long sigh of relief, at least the crows were dead, and they didn't have to be buried together, and they also slaughtered a murderous demon for Nanling.

"Young man, calm down! Why do you get older and less daring?"

Putting away the Demon Slayer Knife, Long Feihu came to Ning Chuan's eyes, patted his shoulder, and said "meaningfully".

Thinking about the beginning, Ning Chuan was a newborn calf young man who was not afraid of heaven and earth, but now he was afraid of becoming a crow's funeral object, this scene really made Long Feihu feel a little funny.

Glancing at Long Feihu, Ning Chuan said angrily: "You're not afraid why did you kill him so quickly?

"This ......"

Choked by Ning Chuan, Long Feihu was speechless for a while, and he couldn't find the words to refute it, and the look of disdain on Ning Chuan's face became even more obvious.

"Go, go, go...... Lao Tzu saved you, and you still have to be buried by you!"

Seeing Ning Chuan's appearance, Long Feihu was angry, and waved his hand again and again, looking like he was going to be angry.

This Long Feihu doesn't know how much older than Ning Chuan in terms of age, but Ning Chuan doesn't dare to agree with this temperament, and naturally understands that Long Feihu will not get angry so easily - the two didn't break each other up at the beginning, not to mention that now it's just a joke.

"This time, the seniors were able to come to the rescue, and the juniors are indeed very grateful, otherwise, I would be buried under this Lu'an City!"

Looking at Lu'an City under his feet, Ning Chuan said sincerely, I don't know if it's luck or God's favor, every time I encounter danger, I can turn evil into good fortune, it's really lucky.

"It's like a human saying!"

Long Feihu nodded with satisfaction, after all, it was a comfortable thing to be able to get someone else's thanks.

After tonight, there will be no more Lu'an City, looking at the bloody Lu'an City, Long Feihu does not plan to continue to stay here, beckons Ning Chuan, and prepares to leave here together.

"Wait, there's still people alive in this city!"

Just as he was about to leave, Ning Chuan suddenly remembered the old man he had met that day, and his divine sense immediately covered it, and he soon found his trace.

With the dragon flying tiger, he fell into Lu'an City and came to the old man, the old man was still calm, his body was covered with a lot of blood, and Ning Chuan fell in front of him, and there was no fluctuation in the slightest.

"Senior, let's take you out of here!"

Lowering his body, Ning Chuan stretched out his hand and said sincerely.

This old man, although he didn't know Ning Chuan, but in Lu'an City, the only one who was not a demonic cultivator was this old man, and he didn't know why the crow would let the old man live here.

I thought that the old man would be happy to leave Lu'an City with them, after all, Lu'an City had become a ruin, soaked in blood.

But unexpectedly, the old man shook his head, and a hoarse voice came slowly: "Life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky, I have been here for so many years, where can I go if I leave?"

"Senior, this place is already in ruins, what's the point of staying here?"

Ning Chuan frowned slightly, and persuaded bitterly, after all, the rebellion in Lu'an City was also caused by him, so he naturally wanted to settle the old man.

"Meaning?"

The old man finally raised his head, glanced at Ning Chuan with cloudy eyes, and then at Long Feihu beside him, pursed his dry lips, and said slowly: "My meaning is to watch this city perish, now that the city has perished, my existence has no meaning, even if I die, I will die here!"

Although he didn't know what kind of past the old man had, after Ning Chuan heard it, he felt that there was an incomparably sad feeling in these words.

Ning Chuan's lips moved, and he wanted to continue to persuade the old man, but he was stopped by Long Feihu.

"Forget it, this is the old man's last luxury, let him go!"

After thinking about it, Ning Chuan still didn't continue to persuade the old man, as Long Feihu said, this was the old man's last luxury.

In this way, Ning Chuan and Long Feihu left Lu'an City, and the figure of the old man was gradually buried in the night......

"How long do you think he can live if he stays in Lu'an City?"

Hundreds of miles away from Lu'an City, Ning Chuan stopped and said leisurely, he really couldn't bear to abandon the old man in a dead city.

"I won't live long!"

Long Feihu shook his head and continued: "He has lost the belief in living, with his physical condition, I am afraid that it will not be long before he dies and is buried in Lu'an City along with those countless demonic cultivators!"

When Ning Chuan heard this, he was silent, it was not that he didn't know the old man's situation, he just didn't want to accept it.

Ning Chuan is a kind child, Long Feihu knew it very early, after patting Ning Chuan on the shoulder, he didn't say anything more, these things need to be digested slowly by Ning Chuan.

"Did we give up on him?"

Turning around and looking at Lu'an City, which had long since disappeared into the darkness, Ning Chuan muttered softly.

"No, we just fulfilled him!"

Long Feihu shook his head and replied.

"Fulfillment ......"

Ning Chuan muttered these two words repeatedly, and soon, his mood relaxed.

Yes, it was not that they gave up on the old man, on the contrary, they fulfilled the old man, and this was his last wish, and it was not a good thing for them to be able to die in peace.

……

The next day, the fall of Lu'an City caused a lot of sensation in Nanling, however, this news was like a stone thrown in the sea, and it soon sank into the sea, after all, Lu'an City is a city with no reputation, and it did not endanger anyone's interests, even if it was destroyed, not too many people would care.

And the three old men who revealed the news to Ning Chuan, after hearing the news, they were extremely shocked, they didn't believe that Ning Chuan actually had such a great ability to destroy an entire city of demonic cultivators.

"Nanling's demonic cultivators, I'm afraid they will be cleansed......"

This is the thought of the three old men, and similarly, this is also the thought of Ning Chuan's heart.

and Long Feihu went all the way, during which many times, Long Feihu wanted to invite Ning Chuan to the Demon Slayer Sect, but Ning Chuan refused, and when asked for the reason, Ning Chuan shook his head and said nothing, saying nothing and not telling Long Feihu the reason.

On this day, the two landed in a small city, the two sat in a tavern, Ning Chuan poured wine for Long Feihu, and then poured a glass for himself.

After tasting it carefully, Ning Chuan spoke first: "Senior Long, I have a bold idea......

Long Feihu didn't drink, he waved his hand, and before Ning Chuan finished speaking, he was already interrupted: "Don't say it, your thoughts are your thoughts, I won't be with you, I can save you once, but I can't save you countless times!"

"Do you know what I'm talking about?"

Ning Chuan's expression suddenly became serious, and he stared at Long Feihu fixedly, waiting for Long Feihu's answer.

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