Just now, the sword just slid around and slashed the pangolin demon on the spot.

The hard scales were cut cleanly like thin paper in front of the golden sword blade of unknown material without any obstacles.

The sword speed was so fast that it did not give the pangolins time to form a ball and fight back according to their talent.

Everything happened in an instant.

Even the human prisoners present and the monsters holding weapons did not react at all. They stared at the two sections of the pangolins in the field, and after a few breaths, they subconsciously looked into the air.

The sword that had just flew over from the high eastern sky to cut the leader of the demon army on the spot was slowly moving in a circle in the sky.

The sword is extremely beautiful in shape, with no engravings on it, with few patterns and solid divine light. It looks like a sense of tranquility and peace, and it seems completely harmless.

But in the eyes of the monsters on the ground, this ordinary sword is like a terrifying ancient wild beast, and can be eaten at any time.

In an instant, the monsters reacted and began to flee in all directions.

"Oh my God, the leader was cut down! It's that simple..."

"That strong leader was slaughtered there like a chicken and duck, it's so terrible!"

"Escape! Escape! Escape!"

But these are just thoughts. In this field outside the town, wolves run and dogs rush, pigs jump and sheep jump, and there is a monster with claws and agile mind. He didn't forget to pick up a handful of supplies when he ran past the pile of spoils and took them away.

Among them, the wild dog monster, who is the pangolin's deputy, escapes the fastest and seems to have had a lot of experience.

The wild dog demon had his tail sandwiched, and the first monster to run in front and the first monster to run into the crops in the farmland. Even while running away, the wild dog demon still had time to think about it. He had already figured out how to report to the demon king.

You can tell the Demon King that a cultivator with high cultivation intervenes, and the leader is unfortunately in trouble, and the monsters all saw the immortal sword, which is also a fact.

He even planned to ask the Demon King to find a new leader for himself. After all, he liked the feeling of being led, whether it was waiting for the new leader of Fengmingdong or assigning himself to the existing leader.

Soon, the monster group scattered into the lush farmland around it and disappeared.

For the captured humans who are facing a butcher knife and full of despair, everything in front of them is like a dream. The monsters who have just shown their power have fled in a panic and disappeared.

If the situation around was not as good as before, the town was still on fire, and there were piles of supplies collected by monsters around him, and the pain of being piled up roughly together was still there, and there were still many familiar faces around him, so many people must have thought that just now was just an illusion.

Looking at the swords hovering in the sky, people looked at each other and were about to come forward to thank them.

But before they could take action, the sword in the sky stopped hovering in a circular shape, and the tip of the sword was facing east, carrying the sunset behind him, drew a golden thread in the sky, leaving, and then disappeared.

"Put the fire!"

After two breaths, someone shouted.

The villagers of Liangqi Town quickly took action, took out tools from the pile of debris next to them, and began to fight against the gradually rising fire in the town.

Fortunately, the monsters had not had time to ignite many places, and the swords came quickly, and the fire was not very big, so they were quickly extinguished by everyone.

With the grief of losing a loved one, people began to clean up the situation and restrain their bodies.

Relying on the original structure, the townsmen organized themselves. In the Liangqi Town, there were many monster corpses that were killed by people and not taken away by the monsters. However, for everyone, it is urgent to deal with the two sections of the pangolin outside the town first.

I was just frightened so hard that no one dared to get close.

"It must be dead."

"We are all in different places, of course we are dead."

"Then what are we afraid of? Let's go up and deal with it."

"Wait, who knows whether it's clean or not? Pangolins are afraid that they have a disease. You can cover your mouth and nose with a wet towel and be careful to dig a hole and bury it."

There is a knowledgeable old man.

The young people acted as they said, dug deep pits outside the village, and threw the monsters' corpses into them.

Then sprinkle a lot of lime and bury it with soil.

But the situation where the sword flew into the sky and killed the pangolin demon on the spot was clearly seen by a bamboo essence in the woods not far away.

It was so scared that it wanted to tremble, but it held it back and did not dare to move. It was not until the demons escaped and the flying sword turned back that it breathed a sigh of relief in its empty heart.

The monsters' previous atrocities also shocked it, full of fear. The scene of the fairy sword flying in the air and taking the demon's head level was even more shocking.

This strengthened its determination to continue to escape and stay away from the disputes in the world.

Moreover, in the eyes of the bamboo spirit, they must not join the gang, and neither side can do it. Of course, no monster noticed this bamboo spirit before and came up to recruit it. Now that the monsters are fleeing, the rest are mortals, and nothing has noticed it.

Zhu Jing made up her mind and after two days of rest to replenish nutrients, she continued to move forward and hid it more invisible in the future.

...

As time passed, time passed, and there was rumors in the local area that when the ancestors encountered disaster, a fairy sword broke through the air and killed the demons. Therefore, I was grateful for their virtues and the people built a small temple called Jianxian Temple.

There is a small stone tablet inside, with the words "A certain year, month and day, the immortal sword slays the demon here."

According to legend, under the main hall of the Sword Immortal Temple, there was originally a large deep pit, with monster corpses, full of them, but no one was idle to dig them.

The temple worshipped is a blue-clothed sword immortal with outstanding looks but unclear face. A golden sheathless sword was held in his hand.

Although there is little incense in the small temple, it continues.

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The Lingquan Sword flew rapidly in the air.

Directly pointing to Yunzhongshan.

Due to the time difference between the two places, it was already night in the evening in the town of Liangqiu at the foot of Yishan Mountain.

When approaching Xianqi Cliff, the Lingquan sword pierced its head towards Xianqi Cliff, and then accurately inserted it into the scabbard behind Fangchang.

With the return of the sword, Fang Chang also learned the causes and consequences of all this.

After the pangolin made a vow, the two became in touch. Now the pangolin did not listen to Fang Chang's warnings and violated the vow, Fang Chang's own response.

Now, the monster is as stated in the oath, and it is worthy of death in a different body and head.

As the pangolin demon responded, the memories of his experiences and experiences after he escaped from Yunzhongshan were also known to Fang Chang.

This made Fang Chang very interested. Many of the previous questions about the great catastrophe of heaven and earth also had answers. However, he just secretly wrote it down and turned to the Lingquan Sword behind him:

"I found that you fly with the tip of the sword facing forward, so do you want to change the opposite scabbard or sword box? The tip of the sword can be faced out, so when you fly out again, you don't have to turn around."

The Lingquan Sword struggled slightly, and Fang Chang smiled, knowing that it still liked to stay in the scabbard.

It's time to wash the dishes.
Chapter completed!