The person who emerged from the ground and attacked Lin Sanmo turned out to be Fang Fan.
Ignoring his anger, Shen Qian rushed out immediately to support Lin Sanmo, who looked gloomy, and checked on his condition.
When he noticed that the opponent's life was passing away at an alarming speed, Shen Qian took a deep breath, took out a pill from the storage space and stuffed it into the opponent's mouth.
Lin Sanmo's complexion improved slightly, but Shen Qian knew that it was just a superficial phenomenon.
This pill was not enough to save his life.
A hole has been opened in his spiritual core.
The spiritual core is extremely strong, and can even be said to be three points stronger than the ordinary physical body. However, once the spiritual core is damaged, the damage is almost irreversible.
Lin Sanmo seemed to understand something. He pushed Shen Qian away, straightened his body again, and looked at Fang Fan who was standing in the air above the great protector.
"It turns out that the person pretending to be 'Shen Qian' is you."
Lin Sanmo said in a deep voice.
Shen Qian was also stunned.
Before, everyone subconsciously had a misunderstanding, thinking that the one who first attacked Qin Xiaoke and others was the Great Protector of the Spirit Witch Clan.
But at this moment, whether it was the terrifying speed that even Shen Qian could not match, or the weird method that specifically attacked the spiritual core, it all showed that Fang Fan was the real culprit of the previous attacks and killings.
"Why?"
Shen Qian also looked at the other party, with deep confusion in his eyes.
Among the ten people on the Nine Heavenly List, Sha Bi has a mysterious origin. After all, he comes from overseas, but as long as there are traces to follow, he can eventually find out something.
Not to mention the rest, only Shen Qian came from a serious civilian background, and even Qu Bai was a super genius who had been trained by military warriors since he was a child.
Only Fang Fan has a blank past experience, and he had no reputation before. He just joined a second-rate martial arts college and entered the Nine-Day Contest.
But all of these...are not the reasons for Fang Fan to betray his race.
It was not that Shen Qian had never been suspicious, but what he was sure of was that Fang Fan was definitely a genuine human warrior.
That unique breath of life is unmistakable.
So Shen Qian didn't think too deeply.
The previous conspiracy was controlled by the Great Protector of the Spirit Witch Clan, so Shen Qian did not get to the bottom of it.
There is no need for many reasons between ethnic groups. The phrase "natural selection" is enough.
But at this moment, Shen Qian had to get an answer.
This is related to what he has been thinking about recently, even his "Tao".
"Why?" Fang Fan chuckled, "That's because you don't know what a divine object the 'Nine Revolutions of Creation Pill' is. When the envoy of the Wu Clan came to me a few years ago, I agreed without even thinking. "
"That's it?" Shen Qian frowned.
"Idiot." Lin Sanmo also spat out two words.
"What do you mean 'that's it'?" Fang Fan's face suddenly turned ferocious, "You, Lin Sanmo, have been hailed as the most promising genius after that person since you were a child. You are the focus of everyone, you shine brightly, you Who are you to evaluate my choice?”
"And you, Shen Qian!" Fang Fan looked at Shen Qian again and shouted, "You joined the Marquis of Jingcheng before your reputation was known. Later, you became the number one martial artist in the country and became a lotus. What do you have? Accuse me of my position!”
"You don't know what it feels like to be ridiculed, and you don't know how painful it is to be dependent on others. Even the opportunity to receive compulsory martial arts education was something I begged for on my knees for three days and three nights..."
"So, stop pretending to be noble in front of me!"
Shen Qian frowned when he heard Fang Fan's sneer. Everything the other party said seemed reasonable, but Shen Qian still felt that something was not right.
"You are talking nonsense. Since you are willing to fall and become a traitor, I will send you to hell!"
Lin Sanmo showed a rare disgusted tone, as if he couldn't feel the flow of life force at all, and completely pulled out the half-drawn long sword.
"Shen Qian, I still have one last sword."
At the same time, Lin Sanmo's message rang in Shen Qian's ears.
He turned his head slightly in surprise.
Lin Sanmo did not look at him again, but continued to transmit the message: "I will die after this sword strike, but I will at least take away the great elder of the Spirit Witch Clan. I am not sure about Fang Fan. I can't see through him. The rest... is up to you."
Shen Qian stared at Lin Sanmo's extremely calm face.
At this moment, he suddenly had a strange feeling, as if he had suddenly thought through something that he had not thought through before.
When he discovered that he was in a different world, Lin Sanmo first thought that Shen Qian was attacking and killing everyone and became furious. Later, when the seven of them gathered to face the Heaven and Earth Formation formed by the Great Protector of the Spirit Witch Clan, when Shen Qian proposed a way to break the formation, Led by Cao Yi, everyone rushed straight into the fire without hesitation.
Their style of more than twenty years, their talents that once shone for a while, the rich family background behind them, and the concerns and expectations of countless relatives and friends...
As they moved forward freely and freely, they all turned into ashes.
Qu Bai is a military warrior, but what about the others?
Morality, morality, is it really just these two simple words that can make them so unhesitating that they can't even see a trace of hesitation?
At this time, Shen Qian saw the trace of vicissitudes behind Lin Sanmo's indifferent face, which seemed to contain something that Shen Qian had never experienced before.
He suddenly realized that among the nine people who excluded Fang Fan, he was the only student who had just entered the martial arts college, and the others were all on the verge of graduation or were a few years older than him.
In short, Shen Qian was a generation behind them.
Lin Sanmo, Bai Fei, Cao Yi... this group of people must have experienced things that Shen Qian has never experienced before.
While Shen Qian was thinking a lot, Lin Sanmo had already drawn his sword.
The swordsman is the king of a hundred soldiers.
If you make a nationwide statistics among warriors, at least 60% of warriors will tell you that their favorite weapon is the sword.
Even among the warriors of the mountains and seas, there are more than a hundred known written records about "swords", large and small.
But no one's swordsmanship has ever given Shen Qian such a simple and clear feeling.
Yes, plain and simple.
The sword that Lin Sanmo used to seriously injure the Great Protector of the Spirit Witch Clan was not a magical power, but a martial skill that was fused with Tao Yun.
If Shen Qian read it correctly, it should still be Lin Sanmo's own martial arts.
He didn't cultivate magical powers, and he didn't see what kind of body he had awakened. All he had was that sword.
Bai Fei also only practiced one sword, but he was far less pure than Lin Sanmo.
Then Shen Qian saw such a sword again.
Lin Sanmo's body and sword were integrated into one, and he could hardly feel any fluctuations of Yuan Power in his whole body. He was like a lone boat between heaven and earth, just floating away. At first, he was in front of his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, he had reached Fang Fan, who looked solemn. And in front of the great protector.
This sword was unremarkable, but behind Lin Sanmo, there was a space crack spreading hundreds of meters like a spider web.
If you look carefully, you will be extremely shocked to find that those space cracks vaguely form the shape of a sword.
A sword that rages toward heaven and earth!
"I come."
The Great Protector of the Spirit Witch Clan shouted anxiously, and then he rose up from the ground and headed towards Lin Sanmo.
Boom!
The ground collapsed, and the broken ancient tree that was a thousand meters high only fully revealed its huge body at this moment. In comparison, Lin Sanmo, who was fused with his body and sword, seemed so small.
However, just the moment the two sides came into contact, the tree fell apart in an instant.
Vaguely, the great protector's crazy roar came from the sky and the earth, and the big tree burst out with its last bright light.
It can be seen that the Great Protector is going to fight for his life.
But at this moment, Fang Fan, who was standing quietly in the air, said something quickly.
The Great Protector was startled at first, and then his face showed relief. All the brilliance on the tree's body disappeared again, and he seemed to have given up resistance.
Wow!
Lin Sanmo penetrated the entire kilometer-long tree without any hindrance. Countless vine debris flew up, as if a black-green rainstorm had fallen in the sky.
The Great Protector of the Spirit Witch Clan perished without a sound.
Even if he didn't put in all his efforts in the end, he was still a strong man who was close to the eighth level of mountains and seas.
Lin Sanmo, who was at the fourth level of mountains and seas, wiped out the vitality of a strong man on the eighth level of mountains and seas in one fell swoop, which was considered to be against the sky.
Immediately, everything stagnated.
Because Lin Sanmo had already arrived in front of Fang Fan.
Fang Fan frowned, but he didn't seem to be panicking. He just shouted low, raised his hands, and a thick wall composed entirely of Yuanli appeared in front of him.
His momentum also reached its peak in an instant.
Shen Qiantong, who was getting ready, shrank.
Mountains and seas...seventh heaven!
He never expected that among the ten people, Fang Fan was the one with the highest level.
Compared with this, even Qu Bai's realm of the sixth level of mountains and seas, which was already considered astonishing, was nothing.
The sword and the wall collided with each other.
Katcha!
In the blink of an eye, the bright yellow wall was broken in half.
Fang Fan's frown deepened, and when he saw that the wall was about to completely collapse, his eyes instantly turned into a dark color. At the same time, the unstoppable Lin Sanmo froze.
His sword power began to weaken, and finally stopped when the wall completely collapsed.
At this time, the distance between Lin Sanmo and Fang Fan was only one meter.
But it seemed that Lin Sanmo could no longer move forward, and his sword intent had almost disappeared.
When Fang Fan saw this, his expression relaxed slightly.
At this time, Lin Sanmo raised his head and looked at him, with a slight curve in the corner of his mouth.
This was the first time Shen Qian saw each other smile since they met.
Probably, it's also the last time.
"Dog thief."
Lin Sanmo spit out two words.
Then, as Fang Fan's eyes suddenly changed color, Lin Sanmo's whole body turned into a colorful halo and melted into the broken sword in front of him.
"This is...my last sword."
In Lin Sanmo's low words, the sword turned into a colorful giant sword and penetrated Fang Fan's body before he could react at all.
Fang Fan's figure instantly shattered into hundreds of fragments.
And in the sky behind him, a deep and invisible space crack penetrated the clouds and extended for hundreds of feet.
Shen Qian's figure, which had already rushed out, stagnated.
"Is it over... No, that's not right!"
Shen Qian's expression changed.
In his solemn eyes, the thousands of fragments from Fang Fan suddenly seemed to be pulled by some kind of force, and actually condensed back together. Soon, they re-formed into an intact piece, but his face was pale. Fang Fan with seven points.
Vaguely, Shen Qian seemed to see a fleeting shadow.
Lin Sanmo's figure had completely disappeared between heaven and earth, and there was no trace of him anymore. Only Shen Qian and Fang Fan were left standing opposite each other in this lonely and broken space.
"who are you?"
Shen Qian stared at the other party closely, "You are definitely not Fang Fan."
"Why?" Although Fang Fan's breath was extremely unstable, he smiled indifferently.
"I was wrong. Your body is Fang Fan. There must be such a genius named Fang Fan. There is no problem with his past and growth. Otherwise, you would definitely not be able to enter the Nine Heavens War!"
Shen Qian said firmly.
With so many princes, as well as powerful people from the Ministry of Martial Arts, Ministry of Education, and the Military Ministry watching, if there were problems with Fang Fan's origins from the beginning, it would never be possible for him to be on the ninth level of the Heavenly Ranking in a grand manner.
"But you must not be Fang Fan, because there is no way Fang Fan can withstand Lin Sanmo's sword. Even I am not very sure, let alone you!"
"Also, the Great Protector gave up his last resistance just because of you. Otherwise, if he had tried his best, you would not have been under such great pressure. This only shows that you are extremely confident, but why do you dare to face Lin San Mo’s sword?”
"It only shows that your confidence far exceeds Fang Fan's own strength."
At the end of the sentence, Shen Qian slowly raised his head, "Am I right... No. 56? Or should I call you the envoy of the Wu clan?"
The atmosphere became strangely quiet, and Fang Fan narrowed his eyes.
After a long while, he applauded and said, "What a great Shen Qian. Compared with the immature state during the college entrance examination, you have indeed made a lot of progress."
"But I still don't understand a little bit, then how did you enter the Hall of Hundred Kings?"
Shen Qian frowned.
The reason why he could infer that the other party was No. 56 was because he thought carefully and realized that all the "doors" had been closed after the world was destroyed, but the formation flags he had found on the ruins had clearly been laid out for some time. .
And those formation flags are only for the human race.
When the foursome first entered the world of spirit witches, apart from Shen Qian, only No. 56 had acted alone, and he lagged behind the others.
The time, place, means... everything may be right. In addition, there must be internal support within the human race, so that it is possible to conceal the truth in the Nine Heavens War.
Therefore, excluding other illusory possibilities, Shen Qian could only focus on No. 56.
Shen Qian even guessed that No. 56 may not be the biggest boss. There may be others above him.
"It doesn't matter how I entered the Palace of Hundred Kings, but have you ever thought about something?" Fang Fan chuckled, "Since you have guessed this, I will not let you leave alive today no matter what."
Shen Qian tried to communicate with the golden ball. When he found that there was no response, he calmly raised his head and asked, "Do you have this ability?"
"I know you have some kind of secret, and I also know that you are the most talented among the ten, otherwise they would not be willing to die first."
Fang Fan smiled and said, "But I still don't think you are my opponent, but for the sake of fighting side by side, I will let you watch my masterpiece for free."
After finishing his words, Fang Fan waved his hand fiercely.
boom!
The originally silent green fire between heaven and earth suddenly rose again, and became orderly again at a dizzying speed.
Shen Qian's heart sank.
Sure enough, judging from the vague confidence that the Great Protector of the Spirit Witch Clan had before, he knew that the other party must have a back-up plan.
And Fang Fan, or No. 56, is the real person in charge!
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
