74 Demon Slayer
With a sword slung over his shoulder, he swiftly arrived nearby, riding the clouds and wind. He landed gently. Nearby, a slender figure stood, with what appeared to be two short swords at her waist. She was immediately captivating.
A perfectly fitted robe embroidered with dragon motifs accentuated her tall figure. A veil veiled her face. The long wind danced gently in her hair, making her appear like an ethereal fairy.
Standing there, it blends seamlessly into its surroundings; unless you look closely, you won't notice it at all. And if you do look closely, it appears ethereal and otherworldly! How could it be a human being?
Her impeccably slender figure seemed to suggest that nothing else mattered.
However, He Chen dared not be careless in the slightest. This woman's aura was concealed, making it impossible to discern her true nature. But what she was wearing should be the official robes of the Holy Dynasty! Dragon and python robes are not to be worn casually.
There was no disturbance. With the gentleman's blade in hand, there was no fear in his heart!
Knowing someone was approaching, the woman glanced at the teacup before finally turning her head slowly. Her clear, bright eyes were deep and unfathomable. Those who saw her immediately felt ashamed and dared not look directly at her! Her shoulders were sharply defined, her appearance naturally beautiful. However, her expression was slightly cold. If she were to smile, it would be enough to make three thousand beauties pale in comparison, a smile that could amuse a prince playing with fire!
It's rare to see a beautiful woman turn her head, so of course I had to admire her closely! Her hands were like soft, delicate flowers, her skin like smooth jade! Then she looked down, her movements graceful and elegant, yet her natural charm was completely gone! However, after staring at the center for a while, the woman opposite me started to look at me with curiosity...
The newcomer was dressed entirely in black, with a police badge at his waist and exquisite boots on his feet. He carried a large, thick knife, its blade seemingly concealed, devoid of any luster. However, upon closer inspection, it became clear that the knife was no ordinary object.
A chilling sense of crisis washed over him. Then, a single glance revealed a hidden sword technique, "Mirage Sword." Whether one was a lewd person or an ordinary person, they would immediately feel ashamed; the lewd would even be injured!
But this person was openly looking up and down. It was a bit unsettling, even though he always attracts attention wherever he goes. But such blatant staring was something I'd never seen before!
Moreover, the person opposite him swallowed hard and casually remarked, "So big!"
"Demon Slayer, Misty Moon, which police station are you from?" It turned out this otherworldly being was Misty Moon. She glanced at her own police commander badge at her waist; she'd forgotten to take it off.
But it doesn't really matter. They don't care about that when they're cutting.
"You mean this police station, right? He Chen from Huangtu County!" he said casually. His gaze remained fixed on her, as if trying to etch her face into his memory.
Butterfly Head pondered for a moment, then took a step, ethereal and elusive, and came before He Chen, scrutinizing him carefully.
"Never heard of it. This Huangtu County isn't that one." Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.
"The previous magistrate colluded with evil spirits to perform a sacrifice, and I killed him. Magistrate Meng of Huangtu County then appointed me to this position, and I reported it!" There was no hostility whatsoever. He simply explained the situation in general terms.
Then, meaningfully, he said, "The county magistrate and the constable of Huangtu County, one colluded with a demon, the other with an evil spirit. This matter has already been reported. And with my merit in ridding the people of this scourge, it should surely be rewarded, right? I heard it can be exchanged for many treasures. I wonder if it's true!"
After listening, Piaomiao Yue nodded calmly and said, "It seems there's been a problem. The place is so heavily affected by evil spirits, yet no one reported it. If we had arrived any later, this place would have become a place of yin energy, which would have been a huge problem!"
Just then, the sound of a sword slicing through the air rang out, "Third Sister, this is the place. Such dense Yin energy!"
Then, a group of people arrived on flying swords. The leader was fair-skinned and beardless, with slightly crooked lips, wearing a brocade robe embroidered with a small golden sword! The so-called third sister, however, was very beautiful, dressed in a light silk gauze that was barely concealed.
Many of the disciples behind him blushed deeply. Many were watching secretly.
These people were also taken aback, not expecting to run into anyone here. What a coincidence!
Looking at the ethereal moon, a fleeting hint of jealousy flashed in the third sister's eyes, followed by a flash of malice.
Looking at He Chen, though his clothes were black, he possessed a unique air of refinement, exuding the air of a Confucian scholar. Moreover, a faint fragrance emanated from him, making him seem almost too good to be true. Yes, he truly looked like a piece of meat. Unconsciously, she swallowed, feeling as if the person before her wasn't a human, but a delicious delicacy.
A seductive voice said, "Gentlemen, what a coincidence! This sinister place should be cleansed by everyone. Why don't we all enter together?"
Piaomiao Yue ignored him. He Chen looked at the Wan Jian Zhuang people again, feeling helpless; why did he keep running into them everywhere? He definitely had to go to this Yin Land!
But he wasn't in a hurry! He directly refused, saying, "Please make yourselves at home; we're not going the same way."
Upon hearing that their third master had been rejected, the disciples of Wan Family Manor disagreed. Moreover, He Chen's aura was concealed, so they couldn't know his martial prowess. Wan Jian Manor, with his mastery of sword control, undoubtedly appeared to be an immortal.
In the past, wherever they went, they were greeted as immortals, addressed as such. Some even offered beautiful women to entertain them, hoping to gain the favor of these immortals.
They were used to being arrogant and domineering. Moreover, their flying sword skills didn't require reaching the sixth level to control a sword or use it to injure others. Ordinary martial artists were no match for them.
One of them, presumably the eldest disciple, stepped forward and scolded, "Boy, why aren't you apologizing to the Third Master right now?"
He didn't say anything more. The flying sword in his hand had already given the answer. The head of the manor didn't speak up to stop him. This night was deserted; either someone was misled or stumbled upon, or they had some real skill.
He thought to himself, 'Since we've run into each other, why not go together? Or should we stay and wait for someone to ambush us from behind? If they do, and use some method to attract a powerful ghost or evil spirit from the underworld, that would be the real danger.'
"Besides, it's good to let the disciples try. If it's a little hairy fish that we stumbled upon by chance, the boys will naturally be given to Third Sister. As for the girls, seeing this naturally formed, otherworldly beauty, they'll be so excited that they'll naturally take it back and raise it themselves."
A lewd glint flashed in his eyes, but on the surface he remained a gentleman. He gently stroked the sword at his waist, as if it were his own desire.
"Hey, guys, are you going to get physical? This is a big world, we're not blocking your way. If you want to get in, hurry up, or it'll be dawn!"
"You're courting death, brat!" The eldest brother sneered, his eyes meeting those of the person beside him.
One of them swiftly attacked with his flying sword, aiming straight for He Chen's forehead, while another's sword followed in quick succession, aimed for his chest. Their coordination was seamless. The leading man watched, nodding slightly, clearly impressed by my profound teachings!
Suddenly, the sky was filled with the light of blades, and a cold glint of light illuminated the earth. The moonlight was clear and bright, reflecting on the gentleman's blade. As the gentleman's blade was drawn, a chilling aura emanated from it, so bright that it hurt the eyes.
He charged towards the two men in one stride. With an unparalleled speed and a horizontal slash, two enormous heads flew into the air, severing the path between them—death!
Blood splattered!
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