Desolate city, the streets present a strange muddy feeling.

  Crushed rotten flesh and entrails were everywhere, filling the air with a nauseating stench.

  Sparse pedestrians seemed to be invisible and inaudible, walking numbly through the mud with a splashing sound.

  They were abandoned people.

  Nanyue City, as the main city of a prefecture, no longer belongs to the Daqian Dynasty and is no longer under the protection of the Demon-Suppressing Department.

  The General of the Flower Leopard under the seat of the Red-eyed God smashed the plaque of the Demon-suppressing General's Mansion, and beheaded the old man wearing a tattered black armor, hanging his angrily staring head on the gate with a long spear.

  From then on, Nanyue City had an additional eccentric old master.

  Day and night, recite the honorific name of Lord Akakawa, every three days go to the temple to worship Lord Akakawa, it is the only way to preserve one's life, of course, after reciting also pray that the one chosen to attend the banquet is not oneself.

  The old master has the habit of setting up a big banquet.

  Those who attend banquets are no longer those high-ranking masters from noble families, but have gradually become ordinary people like them.

  Protect one side of the people, and they can enjoy all their desires for food and drink.

  This is the reward of the gods to the diligent old master, being chosen to attend the banquet and become a delicacy on the plate, it is an honor for this group of blessed people.

  “……”

  A thin man wearing a patched hemp garment walked with his head down on the street when he was suddenly stopped by two men.

  He looked up and saw them nodding at him.

  The man's palm slowly relaxed, and the incense sticks he was holding scattered all over the ground. He didn't struggle or beg for mercy; his legs simply went limp, and he was immediately supported by two people.

  It's just bad luck with drawing lots, or maybe I didn't show enough sincerity when worshiping the gods.

  He was half dragged and half carried into the most conspicuous large courtyard in the city.

  Demon-Subduing General's Mansion.

  The man's legs slid to the ground, and he looked up at the long gun where only a layer of dried skin was left on the skull. He glanced at the crowd around him who had also been drawn, until he was taken away to the back kitchen, he still couldn't help but look up at the sky.

  "Shen Jun is a demon."

  If there really are gods, why don't they descend to punish and warn?

  The sky is clear and transparent, but empty of everything.

  The roof of the mansion was brutally torn off, and the conference hall was converted into a dining hall.

  A figure of eight feet tall sat upright in the main seat, with a high back and wearing soft and smooth silk clothes. Even if it was a specially tailored wide and long shirt, it was bulging with muscles all over its body, as if it were about to burst open.

  The leopard cat has its paws spread out on the table and won't move its chopsticks until all the dishes are served.

  As a general under the God King's seat, he naturally couldn't be as unscrupulous as that demon.

  Large wooden trays that require several people to lift were placed on the wide table one after another, with all kinds of dishes including steaming hot, roasted and boiled food. Today is a small banquet, and we need to gather thirty-six dishes.

  "What's the main course?"

  The leopard cat waited for a moment, looking at the empty table in front of it, and then glanced sideways.

  Just an ordinary person, can't satisfy its appetite.

  Even for a small banquet, one must arrange for at least one dish of martial arts treasure medicine above the Jade Liquid Boundary.

  "The rest of the city's today is not going to be sent, that should be me, then go prepare."

  The middle-aged man standing beside him serving had also been a famous master of the school, at this moment, he casually untied his outer shirt and was wearing only a clean white robe, seemingly having made preparations earlier, turned around and walked towards the back kitchen.

  "Hurry up."

  The flower leopard nodded and urged softly.

  “……”

  A middle-aged master's footsteps are slightly slow, and the palms that hang down want to clench into fists, but discover that the familiar and arrogant boxing technique has been forgotten at this moment.

  The day the city was broken through, all those with blood on their hands had already died.

  The rest are all hesitant and indecisive people.

  He could turn around and punch his way out, dying with more dignity. However, the price of this dignity was the miserable survival of his tribesmen.

  The frog in warm water has stopped jumping.

  A middle-aged master took a new step and walked out of this restaurant.

  Perhaps it was an illusion, but his line of sight suddenly included a long sword.

  Quietly suspended in the sky.

  A long sword with serrated scales, emitting a faint glow, with black mist rising from it.

  “……”

  The middle-aged master suddenly lost strength, his whole body swaying as if he was about to kneel down.

  He strained every nerve to keep his body upright, lest the leopard should see through him.

  A sword won't mysteriously appear in the sky; it must be held by someone.

  The general has arrived!

  The powerless Zhenmo Si, who had been protecting the remaining four counties, finally returned.

  There is no longer even half a spark of incense offering here.

  "Hmph."

  The leopard lifted its head to look up at the sky, and the luxurious long shirt on its body was suddenly torn apart by the bulging muscles, stretching out its hand to take the sword beside it.

  Logically speaking, Wu Xian should have had the power to crush Bao Dan Jing's You Jun, but having lost the overall military strength of the four counties and without the assistance of incense and fire willpower, he still has confidence in blocking one sword.

  "Old fellow, you don't want your Song State anymore, huh?"

  With a roar, the flower leopard suddenly stood up.

  In an instant, the long knife in the air also plunged down vertically.

  No grand vision.

  Before the leopard could raise its paws, a long knife pierced through its head from top to bottom, nailing its massive skull firmly onto the only empty table surface.

  The majestic incense of his willpower overflowed from within his skull.

  The leopard's throat emitted a muffled hum, blood plasma sprayed from its eyes, nose and ears, like a fat fish nailed to the chopping board, only its body twitched habitually.

  In the banquet of broken limbs and severed arms, the main course is finally served.

  ……

  Outside the city gate.

  Zhang Xuan watched as Shen Daoren closed his eyes, and saw that the long knife at his waist suddenly flew out of its scabbard and soared into the air.

  He didn't react until after he took a breath, and it turned out that the other side had directly summoned the Dark Spirit.

  Isn't this believing in yourself?

  Zhang Xuan swallowed his saliva and instantly jumped off his horse, tightly wrapping himself around the other person's body.

  Before he could even stand firm on his feet.

  All of a sudden, a streak of light flashed across the horizon, and then a massive shadow crashed down from the sky.

  With a flash of light, it returned to its scabbard.

  Before the huge shadow fell to the ground, Shen Yi opened his eyes and with a wave of his hand, put it into his waist pocket.

  "Let's go."

  Shen Yi pulled on the reins and rode into the city.

  He had previously just wanted to try it out, and although the yin spirit was his own, under Qing Hua's control, he wasn't sure if he could actually behead the demon's lifespan.

  Killed Bao Dan Jing Hua Bao, total lifespan 8,700 years, remaining lifespan 2,900 years, absorption complete.

  “……”

  Zhang Xuan looked at the demon horse, the demon horse looked at Zhang Xuan, and then let out a loud snort.

  Yin god out of body, that is a real martial immortal.

  It's also in line with the identity of the Wu Miao disciple.

  The problem is that he has seen Wu Xian before, and without the incense burner's wish, how can he achieve such a swift and decisive victory.

  From the moment Shen Daoren closed his eyes until Changdao returned, no more than sixty breaths had passed.

  Apart from the time spent on the road, does that mean the leopard demon didn't even last one move?!

  "Lord Shen, wait for me!"

  After a slight hesitation, Zhang Xuan found that the other party had disappeared and hurriedly turned over to chase after him on horseback.

  (End of chapter)