mousepad-d2 Chapter 41: Slaying the Chief Constable with a Sword!
Chapter 41: Slaying the Chief Constable with a Sword!
A voice inside Ding Sen was screaming incessantly:
"Kill him! Kill that swordsman! If this brat isn't eliminated, he'll become a future threat!"
The voice was like a venomous snake, tightly coiling around his internal organs, forcing him to take immediate action.
Ding Sen's eyes were cold as he glanced at the trembling crowd in the room.
His voice was as cold as ice-cold iron, each word striking the hearts of the crowd:
"Where is the person who exorcised the demon before?"
The room was deathly silent.
No one dared to answer, and no one dared to look up.
Ding Sen looked at the half-grown doll.
The elderly man quickly hugged the terrified, crying baby tightly.
The old man knelt on the ground, his legs trembling uncontrollably, and his teeth chattering.
After a long pause, she managed to squeeze out a trembling, tearful voice:
"Sir, we really don't know, we really don't know!"
At this point, the other villagers who had been called over also chimed in.
There was a chaotic scene of people kowtowing, begging for mercy, and crying out.
They knew these constables' personalities all too well.
Before the demons caused trouble, they hid faster than anyone else.
Now that the demon has been eliminated, it has rushed back to act arrogantly and domineeringly.
It's obvious they want to cause trouble for those who exorcise demons!
Who is the real demon?!
Looking at the villagers begging for mercy like ants in front of him.
Ding Sen's disdain was undisguised.
In his eyes, these unarmed villagers were no different from the roadside weeds.
They can trample on you or kill you as they please.
He was too lazy to waste any more words with these people, so he turned around and shouted sternly at the men waiting outside:
"Go out and search! Dig three feet into the ground and find that swordsman! Live or dead!"
Upon hearing this, several subordinates immediately responded, "Yes."
They all drew their long swords from their waists and were about to scatter to search.
Just then.
A slightly annoyed, cold voice suddenly rang out from behind Ding Sen.
"Keep the change, please."
The voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable aura, clearly reaching everyone's ears.
Ding Sen froze, a chill instantly running down his spine.
He could feel a faint yet sharp aura that had firmly locked onto him.
He turned around abruptly, his movements so fast they were almost erratic, his eyes wide open as he stared outside.
The figure had appeared under the old locust tree outside the village house without anyone noticing.
The gentle, silvery moonlight poured down, falling on the young man's sharply defined, extremely handsome face, making his features appear even more exquisite.
Li Qingchen leaned lazily against the rough tree trunk.
With arms crossed over his chest, his posture was as upright as a pine tree.
"Lord Ding, what brings you here?"
Ding Sen was slightly taken aback.
I don't know if it's just my imagination.
He seemed to see a suppressed anger in the young man's eyes.
This swordsman seems to be... angry?
Li Qingchen was indeed angry.
Because he had used up all four lives he had finally managed to get.
That underworld merchant was far more troublesome than he had imagined.
Their methods were extremely bizarre; they were able to precisely ambush his respawn point, like a leech clinging to his bone.
As soon as he steps into the area of this blood-red town, his body will instantly transform into the appearance of a merchant from the underworld.
Hard to guard against.
What frustrates him even more is that these shadows originate from himself.
No matter what kind of movement technique he used or what kind of internal force he activated, he couldn't get rid of it at all.
After all, who in this world can shake off their own shadow?
The remaining two lives could not escape the clutches of the poisoner.
In the end, aside from the gluttonous snake's stomach acid that had already been incorporated into the sword, all the other treasures were taken by the merchant. How could one not be furious?
Just when we needed someone to vent our anger on, this bunch of clueless bailiffs showed up!
At this time.
Lin Bufan rushed over from the side of the village house upon hearing the sound.
Upon seeing the man, his pupils contracted, and he drew his long sword, preparing to fight.
When Ding Sen saw Lin Bufan, a mocking smile appeared on his face: "Lin Bufan, you're pretty tough, you're still alive."
Li Qingchen said calmly, "Sorry, with me here, it would be difficult for him to die even if he wanted to."
Lin Bufan took a deep breath, looked directly at Ding Sen, and said in a deep voice:
"Ding Sen, you oppress your neighbors, collude with demons, and disregard human life..."
clang--
A piercing metallic clang suddenly rang out, interrupting Lin Bufan's words!
The sound was so sharp that it made the villagers inside the house feel a sharp pain in their eardrums.
Lin Bufan's eyes widened suddenly, his face filled with horror.
It happened in the blink of an eye.
Ding Sen suddenly leaped up, wielding a heavy broadsword. The blue bricks beneath his feet shattered, and he charged towards him with immense force, like a tiger unleashed from its cage.
The biting wind of the blade sliced through the air, carrying a pungent smell of blood. The blade was no more than three feet away from his face!
too fast!
Ding Sen's speed was much faster than he had imagined, giving him no chance to react at all!
If Li Qingchen hadn't intervened with his sword...
He was already a corpse at that moment!
Lin Bufan could even feel the chilling aura emanating from the blade, an icy coldness that pierced to the bone.
If that strike had landed squarely, he would have been cleaved in two by now, leaving no whole corpse behind!
at the same time.
Swords clashed, and a tremendous, melodious Buddhist chant echoed throughout the place.
"You can actually practice both Buddhist and sword cultivation?"
Ding Sen was taken aback.
Buddhism and military strategy are like fire and water, and there are very few people in the world who can cultivate both at the same time. This person is so young, yet his talent is so high.
"But it's useless to me."
Ding Sen steadied himself, his wrist suddenly flipped, his internal energy surged, and he instantly changed his move.
The original vertical slash suddenly turned into a tricky downward slash, the blade aimed directly at Li Qingchen's lower body, the move was ruthless and each move was deadly.
Li Qingchen reacted swiftly, abandoning his sword and using his fists the instant Ding Sen changed his move.
With his right hand clenched into a fist, the internal energy of his body instantly converged in the center of his fist, and the fist intent gathered into a form.
A phantom image of a jet-black horse appeared at the point of the fist!
Wild Horse Galloping Fist!
The horse's hooves missed the target, and with immense force, it slammed straight into Ding Sen's abdomen!
This punch carried the force of a thunderbolt!
Fierce and domineering, unstoppable!
Ding Sen's expression changed slightly. Sensing the power of the punch, he dared not take it head-on.
He quickly arched his body backward, his feet rapidly tapping the ground, and shot backward like an arrow released from a bow.
He retreated several meters before he could barely create a safe distance and avoid the punch.
The phantom of the horse flew through the air and crashed into the ground, instantly creating a large crater and sending dust flying!
After regaining his balance, Ding Sen looked down at his slightly numb lower abdomen.
Even though they had already created distance and hadn't made direct contact with the fist, they were still injured by the force of the punch.
What a powerful and domineering fist technique!
"You really are an eighth-rank martial artist. I underestimated you."
Ding Sen looked up at Li Qingchen again, his gaze becoming extremely serious, before revealing a meaningful smile:
"You are exceptionally talented and skilled. Why not join forces with me and rule Liaocheng together? Wouldn't that be wonderful?"
"Those words sound so familiar."
Li Qingchen gestured with his chin to a fresh mound of earth next to him.
"I remember your confidant said the same thing. I hate noise, so when I heard it, I got annoyed and just buried him in the ground."
"Lord Ding, you don't mind, do you?"
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"Wang Xin...is he dead?"
Ding Sen couldn't help but think of that young, beardless kid.
That brat who said he'd recognize me as his godfather after his wife gave birth...
died?
Ding Sen calmly raised his head.
I felt neither sadness nor anger.
Just a little bit...
Tired.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew by, making his clothes flutter loudly.
His internal energy surged wildly, and a fierce aura swept across the entire area.
Lin Bufan felt as if someone was choking him, and the intense feeling of suffocation made it difficult for him to breathe.
Li Qingchen frowned, thinking to himself:
"Such immense pressure, are they trying to kill themselves?"
Ding Sen's palm veins bulged as he gripped his broadsword and slashed horizontally.
A jet-black blade of energy solidified and pierced straight toward Li Qingchen's heart!
This is his signature move, "Mountain-Splitting Slash," which he has honed over decades!
The wind from the blade swept across the ground, turning all the surrounding rubble into powder!
This slash was extremely long and fast. Li Qingchen was taken aback and narrowly avoided it by dodging to the side.
boom!
The blade's edge was as black as ink, carrying a violent wind pressure capable of splitting mountains and rocks, instantly slicing the locust tree in two!
When his first attack missed, Ding Sen unleashed another strike, and the massive blade of energy once again pierced through the air.
Li Qingchen used the Heavenly Freedom Technique to shrink the earth to an inch, instantly moving three feet horizontally.
At the same time, the true energy within the body circulates, gathers at the tip of the sword, and shoots out.
boom!
The sword energy and the blade aura collided, and the true energy rippled like water, causing the constables to stagger backward.
Li Qingchen unleashed several sword energies simultaneously.
With the spirit of a hero, he fought with increasing ferocity, leaving Ding Sen breathless.
After only a few rounds of fighting, the situation had become one-sided!
Ding Sen was shocked; he hadn't expected this person's internal strength to be so profound!
Li Qingchen thought to himself, "Perfect opportunity to try out the sword control technique."
Bring the index and middle fingers of your left hand together to form a mudra, and softly utter the following words:
"rise!"
The longsword Frost Silver suddenly hummed, its blade gleaming with a cool moonlight, transforming into a streak of azure light that soared into the air!
It can be controlled in mid-air without holding it!
"Sword control technique?!"
Ding Sen was both shocked and furious. He had dominated Liaocheng for many years and had never seen such swordsmanship before!
A sword comes from the south!
Ding Sen hastily changed his move, wildly sweeping his sword to try and shatter the flying sword.
But with Li Qingchen's sword control technique, the flying swords were unpredictable.
No matter how many times he slashed horizontally or vertically, he couldn't get rid of that blue afterimage!
Just as Ding Sen was taking a breath.
Li Qingchen used his teleportation ability to shrink the distance between them, instantly appearing in the gap to Ding Sen's left.
Wild Horse Gallops Fist Unleashed Once Again!
This time, countless phantom images of galloping horses materialized!
Like a violent storm, their iron hooves trampled over the ground!
A stampede of horses, unstoppable!
Ding Sen was struck in the chest, his face turned pale, he groaned, blood gushed from the corner of his mouth, he staggered backward, and finally knelt on the ground.
The constables were so frightened that they dared not utter a sound or even breathe loudly.
at this time.
No one dared to escape.
Although the swordsman never looked at them.
But they were terrified that they might be stabbed to death while running!
It would be better to kneel down and beg for mercy later; maybe then there'll be a glimmer of hope!
Li Qingchen retrieved his flying sword, somewhat surprised that this person was so resilient, having survived so many punches.
"It's not over yet, it's not over yet! I've just stepped into the eighth rank, how can I die here..."
Ding Sen suddenly took out a red demon core and swallowed it. A faint scarlet demonic aura instantly emanated from his body, and his originally depleted internal energy suddenly surged by three points!
Lin Bufan's expression changed drastically:
"This red demonic aura is the demonic power of the Great Fox Immortal!"
This is no longer colluding with demons, but sacrificing oneself to become a demon!
Li Qingchen unleashed his flying sword once more.
However, this time...
Ding Sen's broadsword, enveloped in crimson demonic energy, unleashed several slashes, forcefully repelling the flying sword!
"Die!"
Ding Sen roared and slashed straight at Li Qingchen's neck, like a tiger descending the mountain. His roar echoed throughout Xu Family Village!
The Black Tiger Saber Technique was originally a martial art bestowed upon the Demon-Slaying Bureau by the Demon-Subduing Office. As the chief constable, Ding Sen naturally mastered it to perfection.
With the added power of the surging demonic energy, this tiger became even more ferocious!
"Well done!"
Li Qingchen remained calm in the face of danger and suddenly changed his sword technique.
He simultaneously formed hand seals, channeling all his inner strength into the sword-controlling technique.
The longsword trembled in mid-air, instantly splitting into three sword shadows that were difficult to distinguish from reality!
"Sword Breaking Style!"
Three sword shadows were unleashed simultaneously!
One pierces the brow! One goes through the heart! One strikes the lower abdomen!
A three-pronged attack!
Ding Sen brandished his sword wildly, turning the Overlord Blade into an impenetrable shield of blades, the sound of metal clashing against metal was deafening, and sparks flew everywhere!
However, no matter how hard he tried to withstand the sword strikes with his demonic power, he was eventually slashed across the shoulder by a real sword.
The deep wound, exposing the bone, gushed blood instantly!
"ah--!"
Ding Sen roared in pain, looking like a madman, completely abandoning his defense and charging straight at Li Qingchen with his knife.
"Want to trade your life for yours?"
Li Qingchen's eyes were cold, and his footwork was perfectly steady.
The Heavenly Freedom Technique always allowed him to advance and retreat freely, firmly maintaining control of the battle.
Even Lin Bufan, whose cultivation level was far lower than the two of them, could see that Li Qingchen was patiently waiting for Ding Sen to gradually walk towards his demise, just like a cat playing with a mouse!
Ding Sen's breathing became increasingly erratic. The demonic energy brought by the Great Fox Immortal could not be sustained for long, and now his inner strength was completely exhausted.
In contrast, Li Qingchen.
His demeanor remained calm and composed.
Light-footed agility! Fierce and powerful punches! Swift and agile flying swords!
He showed no signs of exhaustion or depletion of internal energy!
His inner energy seemed inexhaustible!
Li Qingchen silently recited the incantation, pushing his sword control technique to its peak. His longsword, like a shooting star chasing the moon, precisely pierced through Ding Sen's chest!
Ding Sen's body flew backward like a rag doll and crashed heavily into the earthen wall!
Clang!
The man and the broadsword both fell to the ground.
He died before he could even utter his last words.
Lin Bufan breathed a sigh of relief: "We won."
Li Qingchen looked at the constables.
With just one glance, the usually imposing constables trembled with fear and knelt down, begging for mercy.
"Hero, spare my life! Hero, spare my life!"
Li Qingchen then looked at Lin Bufan.
Lin Bufan hesitated for a moment: "These people are just opportunists. With Ding Sen dead, they will no longer dare to aid and abet evil."
"Hand them over to the Demon Slayer Division."
To be honest, he was a little worried that Li Qingchen would kill all of them.
For these chosen ones, their day of ascension will come sooner or later.
Even the most brilliant military strategist will face a significant calamity if they commit too many acts of killing.
In addition, there are many cases of people going astray due to excessive killing intent.
There's really no need to do that.
"Suit yourself, I'm not interested in these people anyway."
Li Qingchen put away the panel showing a surge in experience points, and at the same time mastered Ding Sen's Overlord Blade Technique.
"It's a pity this guy didn't completely succumb to demonic possession, otherwise I could have obtained another demon core."
Li Qingchen sighed.
In this way, one less annoying demon is eliminated.
"Where are the remaining three demons?"
"You'd better wash your neck clean before you wait for me."
Just then, several dazzling fireworks suddenly rose into the distance outside the city.
Lin Bufan's mouth dropped open.
"What's wrong?"
Li Qingchen was puzzled.
"The Demon Slayers...the people from the Demon Slayer Division have arrived."
Lin Bufan said this.
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