Perfect human appearance, but a demonic aura.

Flowers are people.

The ancient profession of mankind, the demon hunter, takes the money of the government and does things for the government.

Go around killing evil demons.

However, the demon slayer eventually becomes a demon, and the demon slayer gradually becomes a demon.

The blood of countless evil demons has turned Wuhua from a human to a demon.

Even Wuhua became one of the demon saints because of his unrivaled strength and unpredictable tricks.

Kou Yan looked at Wuhua who stood up from the coffin in front of him in fear in his heart, stammered, and spit out a few words for a long time: "Are you a human or a demon?" ”

Wuhua didn't answer Kou Yan's question, and asked rhetorically, "What about the little monk's ink butterfly knife?" ”

"Knives?" Kou Yan immediately remembered the black short knife that Yan Che had taken away.

Kou Yan put his hand on the coffin with all his might, and found that he couldn't get it back, so he frowned: "If you let me go first, I'll tell you where the knife is!" ”

The corners of Wuhua's mouth raised, her delicate face showed an indifferent smile, and her fangs showed between her lips and teeth: "If you want to negotiate, at least you must have the strength to match it." ”

The flowerless slender fingers rested on Kou Yan's chin, and as soon as the two fingers were forced, Kou Yan's mandible suddenly made a crushing sound.

With a terrible scream, Kou Yan almost bit off his tongue in pain.

Wuhua is not tall, and his body is also thin, and the black aura spreads all over his body, bringing gusts of wind around him.

"Do you want to talk about it now?" Wuhua withdrew her hand and looked at Kou Yan indifferently.

Kou Yan's aching tongue knotted: "Say, say, I'll say everything." ”

"Where's the knife?"

"The knife was taken away by a tiger demon and a honey badger demon, and I heard them muttering that they were going to Quecheng to participate in the martial arts competition held by Lord Min Que for his daughter! That's what I heard, let me go! ”

Kou Yan said it all in one go, and begged the monk in front of him to let him go.

"Kill my beloved beast, who gave you the courage to beg for mercy?" After Wuhua finished speaking, his five fingers stretched out, and the black aura intertwined in the palm of his hand, turning into a black man-eating flower in the blink of an eye.

The flower path bent and swallowed Kou Yan whole.

Kou Yan let out another scream, and when the black flower disappeared, only a pile of white bones remained on the ground.

More than a dozen demon soldiers saw that Kou Yan had died so inexplicably, and the death was so horrific.

One of them saw that he couldn't break free from the black aura that was holding him, and in order to survive, he even picked up a weapon and cut off his arm.

Dragging his bleeding arm, he pulled his legs and fled.

"I know that I will die, why not stay and die decently."

Raising his hand, a black whirlwind caught up with the demon soldiers fleeing from the broken wall at a very fast speed.

In an instant, it was torn to pieces of flesh.

Then Wuhua glanced at the other demon soldiers who had not broken their arms to survive: "In this case, you will die happily." ”

The breath of black trickery turned into a huge scythe and slashed horizontally, and the remaining demon was cut off at the waist.

The entire Mixed Yuan Forest fell silent in an instant.

The Mixed Yuan Ice Ghost Spider on the ground crawled around, its white limbs stained red by demon blood, and crawled into its flesh along the wounds on the demons' bodies.

Wuhua walked to the coffin, put his hand into the coffin, took out a black hat, put it on his head, looked in the northwest direction, and muttered: "Since this is the case, let's go to Quecheng." ”

In the northwest of the Demon Yuan Continent, the second most prosperous big city of the Demon Clan, Magpie City.

As soon as Ye Xiu stepped into Magpie City, he felt the joy emanating from the entire city.

Even at the gates of the city, a red banner was pulled.