Weird Resurrection: I Can Transform into a Great Demon

Chapter 595

"Bang"

The swords collided, first there was a loud bang, and then there was a series of roars of the concrete being plowed.

A narrow gully about 70 to 80 meters deep appeared on the ground. At the end stood Zhao Qingcheng in a half-squatting position. He held the cold sword tightly with both hands and tried his best to block it. He barely took the knife.

At this moment, the famous swordsman's breathing became heavier and his face was gloomy.

Not far in front of him, Jiang Chen, who had turned into a vicious general, saw this and shook the black knife in his hand, muttering in dissatisfaction.

"Why didn't you chop this dog to death with one knife? What a rubbish knife!"

Hearing this, Zhao Qingcheng's face became even uglier.

He naturally recognized that this was the soul of the most powerful weapon, a good thing that many people dream of.

Even he himself, who gave up the dignity of being the fourth best swordsman in the world and chose to work for the master of the weapon sect, got nothing in return but a sword without a weapon soul, which was almost half of the strongest weapon.

"No! The weapon soul of Wu Guang condenses, this is..."

Zhao Qingcheng reacted immediately. Isn't this the thing that the master of the weapon sect promised and offered a reward for people to take back - the mother anvil of ten thousand weapons?

In the moment when he was shocked, Jiang Chen's evil body had already picked up the Wu Guang sword and rushed up again.

"If you touch my Jiang family, you will pay with your life!"

"The world-confused sword!"

Zhao Qingcheng's eyes showed greed, but the opponent's strength was too terrifying. After a struggle, he put his fingers on his forehead to summon a small blood sword, merged it into the sword body, and then raised his hand and swung the sword.

In an instant, a blood-colored streak rushed up to the sky, and the majestic sword intent seemed to kill through the world.

This was one of Zhao Qingcheng's trump cards. After crashing into the sword light, Jiang Chen's evil body was forced to retreat again and again.

At this time, Zhao Qingcheng looked at it coldly.

"Stupid thing! Zhao will not bother with you now. You are doomed to die. The thing in your hand is hot!"

His figure flashed, turned into a sword light, and fled away at an astonishing speed.

However, Jiang Chen's evil body, who was fighting against the blood-colored sword light, laughed strangely, flicked his fingers, and a black light flew out, turning into thousands of ancient shackles in the sky.

"Bang"

A loud noise was heard, accompanied by Zhao Qingcheng's horrified voice: "What!?"

"Haha, do you need to care about it? If you mess with my Jiang family, you will have to settle it with the King of Hell for the rest of your life!"

Jiang Chen's evil body had used several kinds of enhanced magical powers at some point, turning into a small giant of more than ten meters. At this time, the blood-colored sword light also dissipated. He bent his legs and jumped, blasting a deep pit on the spot, and the whole person smashed over like a cannonball.

Zhao Qingcheng had no choice but to wipe his eyebrows and unlock several complicated seals.

"You forced me to do this. The fourth sword art in the world, do you really think that's all?"

A big battle broke out.

On this side, Tiezhu also stopped biting his legs and turned into a half-dragon. He looked at a man walking slowly towards the horizon, and his huge eyes shed tears like a rainstorm.

It had no dignity as an ancient master of the Eight-Step King level. When it saw Jiang Chen, it burst into tears.

"Dad! Dad! My dad!"

This cry made Jiang Chen, who was walking towards him, look stiff. He always felt that he should lie down at this time.

"Shut up!"

Before he finished speaking, his legs were hugged by the iron pillar. While complaining, it wiped snot and blood on his pants.

Jiang Chen was disgusted and wanted to kick it away, but when he looked down, he saw shocking injuries.

He stopped and frowned: "Useless thing, who beat you like this?"

"Many people!" Tiezhu said firmly: "I have written down all their names, appearances and auras. Dad, help your son to kill them all later!"

"Many people..." Jiang Chen pondered for a moment: "Harmony is the most important thing in everything. Zhuzi, didn't I teach you that a virtuous person will not bear grudges against others, and only when you are broad-minded can you be happy."

Tiezhu's crying stopped for a moment.

Then his eyes turned and he cried even harder: "Dad! Dad!..."

"Okay, talk while healing." Jiang Chen threw down a pile of sacrificial prototypes and a small notebook: "Write while you talk, remember it clearly."

Tiezhu burst into laughter when he heard this: "My father is mighty! I said that we are not virtuous people, how could we let these bastards go?"

"Go and see how your second uncle is beating him first." Jiang Chen walked forward again.

Tiezhu burned the prototype of the sacrifice to recover from his injuries, and said excitedly: "That's my second uncle? Dad! You have a good eye. Any of your brothers you recruited are so strong. Zhao Qingcheng, that kid, played all his cards, but he was still beaten. Now he has a bruised face."

After all, itIt was the Eight-Step King, whose perception in the restricted area was far superior to Jiang Chen's at this time. He turned his head and saw the battle situation clearly.

Jiang Chen was no longer worried after hearing this, but he gave him a warning.

"What little brother? That's your uncle, be respectful to him!"

Tiezhu was a little surprised after hearing this, but he didn't dare to ask why, just nodded repeatedly: "Okay, Dad, it's my son who is rude."

"Tell me, what did you experience after entering the restricted area?" Jiang Chen said.

"Alas! These bastards are so bad, Dad, listen to me and tell you, at the beginning I appeared in a black high-rise area, the ghosts there were not powerful, and your son's evil body, I tell you, don't mention how stupid it is!"

When Tiezhu said this, he smiled.

Jiang Chen was speechless for a while.

This silly boy... Is it something to be proud of that his evil body is stupid?

"Hehe, it actually wants to lead my son into sin by devouring the ghosts in that area? Back then, these were just my snacks. I showed it how to swallow eight ghosts in one bite, including the old and the young, women and children."

"Then the black area was completely devoured by the two of us!"

Jiang Chen: "...6."

He couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Sure enough, no matter what happens, when encountering talented people like Tiezhu and Erlang, the situation will become strange.

But what he didn't notice was that if he told his experience, Tiezhu would definitely have the same idea.

"Alas, what a pity, the good times didn't last long." Tiezhu sighed: "After entering a bloody area, I lost my evil body, otherwise you would have another son now."

"And my bad luck has come. I just killed a ghost king-level evil and snatched a good thing, and then I met a group of people passing through this area."

"Dad, do you know that one of them is your old acquaintance, the King of Hell!"

"There are also some I don't know. Anyway, a large group of people gathered together, led by a dog with a blurry face. When he glanced at me, I felt like I was going to die."

"Fortunately, I was at the edge of that area at the time, and I tried my best to escape into the blood mist, so I saved my life."

"But that glance also caused me serious injuries. In order to heal my wounds, I had to run into bloody areas one by one and hunt down evil spirits."

"Who knew that I would run into something more troublesome..."