Crossing the Book: Being confessed by the heroine, the hero wants to kill me

Chapter 174

When Chen Feng and others got the mysterious spirit stone and returned to the forest to continue retreat——

a long distance away.

At this moment, the Wangqing Demon Monarch is being chased by various orthodox monks to heaven and earth, and he keeps yelling at that damned little thief, leaking the news and revealing his new identity.

He didn't dare to stop under his feet, and almost used his speed to the extreme, running away desperately.

"Dispelling demons and defending the way!"

"Slay the old devil Wangqing!"

"This old devil must not be given a chance to grow again! Kill him! Kill him!"

Listening to the shouts of killing one after another in the rear, Wangqing Mojun really realized what despair is.

At this moment, not only was he seriously injured, but his vitality was almost exhausted.

Behind is an endless stream of pursuers, flying in the sky and running on the ground, with no end in sight.

"Old devil, we have been waiting for you here for a long time!"

Accompanied by a loud shout, Fan Tong, the elder of the Taixuan Taoist sect, led a group of elite disciples into the air from the forest, lined up with flying swords on their feet, and blocked the path of Wang Qing Mojun.

The expression of the Forgetful Demon Lord changed greatly.

"It's really a tiger in Pingyang being bullied by a dog."

He shook his head mockingly.

If it wasn't for the destruction of the main body and the lack of cultivation of the body that was seized, how could he be bullied by this junior in the Nascent Soul stage?
"The tiger falls in Pingyang?"

Fan Tong looked at him contemptuously, shook his head and said, "With your current distressed appearance, let alone a tiger, you are not even a mouse."

The Wangqing Demon Lord scanned the enemies approaching from all around, lowered his head slightly, and looked at the cold magic knife in his hand.

"Old man, it's up to you whether I can leave alive today."

He muttered to himself, looked at Fan Tong, and said proudly: "Junior, I am only at the early stage of Golden Core. As a Nascent Soul, you dare to fight me alone?"

"Why don't you dare?"

Fan Tong laughed out loud when he heard this.

It's just the early stage of Jindan, so what if it's the mighty Wangqing Demon Lord, in the face of absolute strength, no matter how rich the experience is, it's for nothing.

not to mention.

At this moment, the Wangqing Demon Lord has been chased and killed for several days, and his vitality has been greatly consumed, and it is even more impossible to be his opponent.

If he can take advantage of this opportunity to kill him and eliminate the great harm for the people of the world, not only will he gain fame, but the entire Taixuan Taoist sect will also gain a lot of reputation.

"Look how I kill you!"

Fan Tong's Yujian was murderous towards Wangqing Mojun.

The Demon King of Forgetfulness stepped on the flying sword and pinched the magic formula with his hands. The chilly magic knife hung in mid-air, exuding a breathtaking and terrifying aura.

Clang!

Facing Fan Tong's attack, the magic knife went up against the sky, abruptly blocking the flying sword back.

With the cultivation base of the early stage of Jindan, it is hard to resist the early stage of Yuanying.

What the Wangqing Demon Lord relied on was not only his own exquisite tricks and experience, but more importantly, the magic knife in his hand was refined at his peak, and it was a serious middle-grade spiritual weapon.

And the magic weapon in Fan Tong's hands is nothing more than a high-grade magic weapon.

Compared with the magic knife of Wangqing Mojun, a medium-grade spiritual weapon, the power gap of the magic weapon itself is huge.

If it weren't for the Wangqing Demon Lord whose cultivation base is higher than that at this moment, Feijian might not be able to bear being cut off by the magic knife.

"What a middle-grade spiritual weapon."

A trace of surprise flashed in Fan Tong's eyes.

He underestimated the power of this magic knife.

but.

Now that the battle has begun, he has no room to retreat no matter what.

Right now, in front of the heroes of the world, he can only save face by fighting to the death.

however--

When he used all his unique skills, he found that he couldn't break the magic knife of the Forgotten Demon Lord at all, and even... was still at a disadvantage.

After the two fought back and forth with dozens of moves, Fan Tong was completely suppressed.

Under the horizontal and vertical slashes of the magic knife, he has completely lost the power to resist, and he is even a little embarrassed to protect himself.

Clap!

Accompanied by a burst sound.

The flying sword of his high-grade magic weapon was cut into pieces by the magic knife, and the blade light that tore everything poured down, slashed fiercely on his chest, and directly sent him flying hundreds of meters away, with a big mouth Squirting blood, staggering, finally stabilized his figure, and fell into the forest.

"In the early days of the Nascent Soul, it was nothing more than that."

Wangqing Mojun sneered, pointed at Fan Tong and said, "Since you have lost, you who are too profound, shouldn't you make way for me?"

"Old devil, if you didn't rely on the power of the spiritual weapon, how could you defeat me?"

Fan Tong snorted coldly, obviously not convinced.

But recalling the power of the magic knife, he didn't dare to fight alone with him anymore, and immediately waved his hand and said: "To deal with this kind of monster, there is no need to talk to him about the morals of the world, everyone will kill him directly on the instrument That's it."

As soon as the words fell, all the elite disciples of the Taixuan Daomen shot together, and countless flying swords slew towards Wangqing Mojun.

at the same time.

The other orthodox monks who surrounded him also made moves one after another.

For a moment, the flying sword was like raindrops, and it was covered in blackness, and it was annihilated towards the Wangqing Demon Lord.

"Don't talk about Wude."

The Wangqing Demon Lord cursed secretly, and hit the magic knife with a formula.

The magic knife spun rapidly, protecting him like a golden bell cover.

dang dang...

The flying sword hit the protective cover formed by the magic knife, made a crisp sound, and then was bounced away...

but.

No matter how powerful the magic weapon is, it can't hold back a crowd.

Under the continuous attacks of countless flying swords, the magic knife couldn't bear it soon. With a "bang", the protection of the magic knife was broken, and the Wangqing Demon Lord was blown away with his knife. After going hundreds of meters away, he fell to the ground and coughed up blood.

He struggled to get up, looked up at the enemy who was chasing after him, his eyes were full of unwillingness.

"I can not be reconciled……"

He was talking to himself, his eyes had lost their luster.

Because he knew very well that no matter how hard he fought, he would not be able to escape the siege of so many people.

He has completely reached the end of the road.

But when he was in despair——

"I don't want to die yet, do you want to die?"

The voice came from the depths of my mind.

The Monarch Wangqing frowned.

He knew that it was the voice of the original owner of this body, and he immediately talked to him with his thoughts: "Unexpectedly, you have not yet died. Now that there are four people on all sides, so what if I don't want to die?"

Ye Chen replied: "Listen to my arrangement, maybe you can escape this disaster."

"How to escape?"

The Monarch Wangqing was slightly moved.

He wanted to see, how could this kid, who was not as old as a fraction of his own, be able to guide him in his life.

"This place is not far from the Taixuan Daomen. As long as you break out of the siege at all costs, escape to the dry well on the mountain outside the Taixuan Daomen, and then jump into the well, we will naturally be saved."

Wangqing Mojun's face turned black when he heard it.

Among the people chasing and killing him now, people from Taixuan Daomen accounted for the majority.

Obviously, Taixuan Daomen wanted to get rid of him the most.

If under such circumstances, they still go to the base camp of Taixuan Daomen to kill them, isn't this courting death?
(End of this chapter)