This situation made Qi An very annoyed, not caring that this was on the street, and it would accidentally hurt the crowd, he suddenly used the "group of demons dancing", the black fog was coiled, and the demonic aura was dense, directly enveloping half of the street, not only Wang Kun's six phantom bodies, but even the surrounding onlookers were all caught in the demonic fog.

The best way to deal with [Ghost Knife] is [Magic Knife].

It is no secret that the [Magic Knife] restrained the [Ghost Knife], and many people in the reserve camp knew about it, even if no one mentioned it to Qi An, it was not difficult to think of it with his ingenuity.

[Ghost Knife]'s biggest reliance is a large number of phantom bodies, it is difficult to distinguish between true and false, and many deceive the widow, and [Magic Knife] is an all-round range attack, the best thing is to outnumber the enemy, as long as you fall into the Demon Domain, everyone can become Qi An's attack target, and the magic fog can cover Qi An's figure, so that Wang Kun can't find his true body, the situation will be completely reversed.

It's a pity that those innocent spectators were implicated, heard by the demons, attacked by the demonic energy, as if they were trapped in a nightmare and couldn't extricate themselves, if the time was a little longer, they would be destroyed their minds and souls, crazy and violent death, or reduced to the walking dead.

Of course, this is only for ordinary martial artists, if it is a Qi Condensing Cultivator, they can barely endure it, after all, the main attack method of the "Demon Dance" is the Demon Shadow, and the target of Qi An's Ten Demon Shadows is only Wang Kun, and the rest of the people will not be attacked by the Demon Shadow.

"You bastard boy, you are so bold, you are not afraid of accidentally hurting others when you openly use the [Magic Sword Domain] on the street?"

A cold drink sounded in Qi An's ears, shaking his eardrums painfully, and he didn't know which strong master it came from.

"Only this once, don't make an example, if you commit it again, the military law will deal with it!" The man's voice came again, panicking like a heavenly might, not allowing others to offend, but then his tone changed, and he sighed softly, "That's it! You can fight the enemy with peace of mind, I will remove the others, and it can be regarded as wiping your butt for the kid!"

Qi An turned his head to look around, the black-red demonic mist had little effect on his own vision, he could see the surrounding environment clearly, but he couldn't see who the person who spoke was, but it was certain that this person must be a person with great magical powers, and his strength cultivation was far above his own.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man with an ordinary face quietly stepped forward, radiating a golden light from his body, piercing into the black-red demonic mist, and turning into wisps of pale golden silk, these silk threads were completely unaffected by the demonic qi, spreading in all directions, entwining the innocent people trapped in the demonic mist.

The middle-aged man's figure moved, and he walked unhurriedly towards the end of the street, and soon walked out of the enveloped area of the demonic fog. And as he walked, the countless golden threads pulled one figure after another out of the demonic mist, like pulling a kite.

After a moment, only Qi An and Wang Kun were left in the demonic fog.

Qi An saw this scene through the magic mist, his heart was awe-struck, and he shouted loudly in the direction of the middle-aged man: "Thank you, senior!"

The middle-aged man didn't speak, just glanced at Qi An lightly, those figures who were pulled out of the demon fog by him, except for a few condensation realms, the rest of the people were all as earth-colored, sweat-soaked all over, and all of them were frightened and dejected, which showed the power of this "group of demons dancing".

Since the idlers and others have been removed by the middle-aged man, Qi An has all his worries, regardless of anything else, and concentrates on dealing with Wang Kun.

Wang Kun is fighting hard with the ten demon shadows in the demon fog, although he can incarnate into six, but one is true and five false, the fake body is just an illusion, it can only bluff people, and there is no actual attack power, and the ten demon shadows are all condensed by demonic energy, and each of them can launch a substantive attack, no matter who is true or who is fake, anyway, ten to fight six, how can they have an advantage.

And because there are more shadows, it also helps to distinguish the real from the fake, and the one that shatters when touched is the fake body, and the one who can fight back is the real body, once anyone has the power to fight back, they will be besieged by the shadow immediately.

[Ghost Knife] is good at transformation and fighting, the frontal combat ability is not strong, the ten demon shadows launched a siege at the same time, even Wang Kun can't resist it, he can only desperately divide the phantom body to attract firepower, but the phantom body has neither attack nor defense power, and it will be ruthlessly torn apart by the demon shadow if it just appears.

Wang Kun was pressed and beaten by Qi An's "Dancing with Demons", and there was no one to talk to about his bitterness, so he could only scold angrily in his heart: This muddy boy is not only powerful, but he is also a demon cub, and he has really poured blood mold for eight lifetimes!

The [Demon Knife] cultivator was called the "Demon Cub" by the other three camps, which in itself was a manifestation of disgust, and Qi An became the "Demon Cub" in everyone's mouth just because of his cultivation of the [Demon Knife], and regardless of whether he was obedient or not.

Scolding and scolding, Wang Kun had no choice, he was punched by Qi An at the beginning, his face was full of flowers, he was already injured, his performance was slightly lacking, and then he was disturbed by the magic sound and the invasion of the demonic energy, his strength was still declining, and the speed of his body was also greatly affected, and the number of phantom bodies could not be maintained six, and he was reduced again and again, almost every few breaths, he had to reduce a phantom body, and in less than twenty breaths, Wang Kun's phantom body was all destroyed, and he was not even able to separate the phantom body, and completely fell into the point of being passively beaten.

The power of the Ten Demon Shadows was already good, Qi An used the [Soul Devouring Technique] again this time, Wang Kun couldn't resist it at all, he was bitten and scratched by the Demon Shadow, scarred, covered in blood, miserable and embarrassed, and his face was like ashes.

Although Wang Kun is also the peak of the condensation of top combat power, his strength is still a little worse than Cha Tai, and even Cha Tai can't withstand Qi An's "Dancing of Demons", not to mention that Wang Kun's cultivation is [Ghost Knife], so he naturally has to be restrained by [Magic Knife].

And this time, Qi An's true qi is sufficient, at least he can maintain the "Demon Dance" for more than thirty breaths, unlike last time, when the true qi is exhausted in less than twenty breaths, and so on, it will lead to Wang Kun's defeat, and he will die in the demon domain.

"Alright, the winner has been decided, stop it!"

The mysterious middle-aged man standing in the distance waved his sleeves, and suddenly the golden light shone all over the audience, like the rising sun, and instantly swept away the demonic fog on the street. Qi An couldn't control the demonic qi outside his body, and they all poured back, returned to his body, and re-transformed into the soul-devouring true qi and fell silent in the dantian.

The demonic fog dissipated, the sun shone down, Wang Kun couldn't stand, he fell to one knee with his sword, blood gushed out of the seven orifices, his face was hideous and terrifying, coupled with countless blood lines and scars on his body, like a seriously injured soldier who retreated from the battlefield of Shura, it was very miserable.

Qi An stepped forward and unceremoniously raised his leg and kicked Wang Kun away, and the [Drunken Wind with the Cloud Sword] in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang".

"Waste! With your strength, you still want to snatch my sword?" Qi An picked up the [Drunken Wind and Cloud Sword] on the ground, and glanced at Wang Kun with disdain.

Wang Kun, as the captain of the Divine Sword Guard Reserve Battalion, when did he receive such insults and ridicule, he was ashamed and angry, angry and annoyed, and was attacked by anger for a while, spurting blood from his mouth on the spot, and fainted.

Qi An carried his sword upside down, came to the ordinary-looking middle-aged man, and respectfully hugged his fists and said: "In Xia Qi'an, he is a member of the Divine Sword Guard Reserve Battalion, and he dares to ask his seniors for their names?"

The middle-aged man didn't answer, but looked at the sword in Qi An's hand: "Your sword is good, can you show me?"

How dare Qi An disobey, and put the sword on with both hands.

This middle-aged man's strength is superb, but he is not as good as Wang Kun, if he robs it hard, Qi An really has no choice, it is better to hand it over generously.

The middle-aged man took the sword and looked at it for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, it's a good sword! Do you plan to sell this sword or keep it for your own use?"

Qi An replied respectfully: "I was planning to sell swords, but that guy thought I was weak and could be bullied, so he came to rob him, so he would start with him." ”

His answer could be regarded as explaining the reason for the fight with Wang Kun, but the middle-aged man didn't seem to care about this, but asked, "This sword is more suitable for one of my juniors, how are you going to sell it?"

Qi An was entangled for a moment, and he was really unwilling to give away the sword, so he gritted his teeth and replied truthfully: "I want to sell it for nine thousand yuan beads." ”

The middle-aged man bowed his head and said: "The price is fair, I want this sword." ”

After that, [Drunken Wind with Cloud Sword] was taken into his pocket, and then he threw a storage bag to Qi An, and then turned around and left without looking back.

Qi An held the storage bag and didn't dare to open it for a long time, for fear that like Wang Kun, there were only a few yuan beads in it, and it would be a big loss.

But he can't help it, even if the other party robs it, Qi An can only endure it, this person's strength is unfathomable, far above Qi An, I'm afraid it will kill him in an instant.

Qi An sighed secretly and opened the storage bag, but was pleasantly surprised to find that the number of Yuan Beads in it was exactly the same, and it was indeed nine thousand.

"Senior Brother Qi An, why are you so powerful? Even Wang Kun is not your opponent!"

Murong Qing's voice came, which made Qi An wake up suddenly, and when he turned his head, he saw the strange expression on the other party's face, which was both surprised and admired, as if he had known Qi An on the first day.

Qi An couldn't explain it either, so he had to pretend to be proud, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Murong once praised me for being a genius, so I naturally have to look like a genius, and it's normal to cross the border and fight." ”

Murong Qing asked curiously, "What realm is your current cultivation?"

Qi An replied truthfully: "My current true cultivation is in the middle stage of condensation, but I have reached the realm of harmony in martial arts, plus I have been born with divine power since I was a child, and I have treasure armor to protect myself, so I can cross the border and fight at the peak of condensation." ”

After that, Qi An revealed a little bit of the [Moling Ru Italian A] under his shirt to Murong Qing, and the runes on it flowed, and the light loomed, which was extraordinary, which made Murong Qing believe a little.

In fact, even Murong Qing himself can cross the border to fight, although it is the early stage of condensation, but if he goes all out, he can cross one level and fight the middle stage of condensation, and Qi An's talent has long been recognized by Murong Qing, and he is a genius on a par with Gongsun Sun and Yue.