28: Eliminate the wolf demon

Perhaps these wolf demons and the Martial Artists of the Tie Sha Sect had the strength to take on ten, but they were still no match for Government Soldiers arrayed in a military formation.

It must be known that among the various prefectures of the Great Liang Kingdom, the Government Soldiers were undoubtedly a strong force, and these assembled Government Soldiers had clearly experienced many battles.

They were able to quickly adjust and maintain their formation despite repeated enemy charges.

Under their orderly advance, the enemy's range of activity was gradually compressed, and they soon fell quickly under the attack of weapons.

And with the addition of that burly man, the battle between the four Limit Realm experts also gradually decided a winner.

Zhao Bufan's own cultivation was stronger than Yan Qi and Chen Zhong.

Now, with the addition of the burly man who specialized in the Dao of killing, after only a dozen exchanges, the one person and one demon who had originally held the advantage began to show signs of defeat.

Especially Yan Qi, who was a wolf demon, was careless and got slashed across the chest by the burly man's guan dao, tearing a deep bloody gash there.

Blood flowed out uncontrollably, and he couldn't help but let out a mournful howl.

Sensing he was outmatched, Yan Qi immediately tried to escape.

Unlike Chen Zhong, a human Martial Artist, he, as a demon, did not have too many scruples.

As long as he could escape from here and hide in the deep mountains, he would have avoided this crisis.

After all, these humans couldn't possibly spend a large amount of manpower and resources to search for him, and it would also require a Limit Realm expert to be present.

"Want to escape? You'll have to ask me first." Zhao Bufan had already prepared.

He snorted coldly, a sharp glint flickering in his eyes.

His sharp sword darted out like a swimming Dragon, and Zhao Bufan lightly tapped the ground with his foot, employing his movement technique.

In the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Yan Qi.

Puchi!

Facing Yan Qi, who was determined to escape, this sword precisely broke through flesh and blood, piercing his heart.

Zhao Bufan twisted the sword, and a sharp Qi was released from the blade, crushing Yan Qi's heart.

Ah!

A shrill scream rang out.

Yan Qi looked down, saw the blood-stained blade, felt his life force rapidly draining away, and finally fell down with an unwilling expression.

After slaying Yan Qi, Zhao Bufan flicked the blood off his sword and looked at Chen Zhong with cold eyes.

Under the burly man's swift and fierce blade techniques, Chen Zhong, who came from a Jianghu School, was steadily retreating.

Although his Iron Demon Fist was fierce, it was difficult to compare with the killers who came from the army, not to mention that the burly man in front of him was a cut above him in cultivation.

After only a few exchanges, Chen Zhong's injuries became more and more numerous.

"Brother Lu, spare his life.

This guy's collusion with demons must be for a big scheme." Zhao Bufan's mind was still clear, and he quickly reminded him.

Lu Shan heard this, and his swift blade momentum reduced by three points of strength, focusing on severely injuring the opponent rather than directly killing him.

Bang!

The blade of the guan dao swung horizontally, directly sending Chen Zhong flying.

Chen Zhong's face showed pain, and he fell heavily to the ground with a muffled groan.

Puff!

A mouthful of fresh blood spurted out.

Looking at the two rapidly approaching figures, Chen Zhong's face revealed a bitter smile.

The moment the Government Soldiers' reinforcements arrived, he knew he had no chance.

Since he had already been exposed, his value would inevitably be greatly reduced.

"Who sent you?" Zhao Bufan said coldly.

"I won't say even if I die." A look of madness flashed in Chen Zhong's eyes.

He grabbed a black pill from his waist and swallowed it directly into his mouth.

"Not good!" Zhao Bufan's expression changed slightly, wanting to stop him, but it was too late.

The pill entered his stomach, and the medicinal effects quickly took hold.

Chen Zhong's face turned black and purple, followed by convulsions and bleeding from all seven orifices.

In just over ten breaths, he was lifeless.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Zhao Bufan and Lu Shan exchanged glances, their expressions becoming solemn.

The battle ended with the deaths of Yan Qi and Chen Zhong, the instigators.

Those wolf demons and the Martial Artists of the Tie Sha Sect were almost completely annihilated, with only a handful escaping.

It's unlikely they'll cause any major trouble.

Lu Ming looked around.

Of the more than twenty Demon Slayer Guards who had come together, less than half remained standing.

And Cheng Yuanwu, as the Centurion, was seriously injured.

He was currently leaning against the wall, panting, mobilizing his True Qi to stop the bleeding from his wound.

"Xiao Wu, hold on! You must live!"

An anxious voice came from his ear.

Lu Ming looked over at the sound and saw Luo Zhong kneeling on the ground, using both hands to help a young man cover his wound.

However, the wound, similar to a claw tear, ripped open a huge gash more than a foot long on the young man's chest and abdomen.

Besides the torn flesh, organs could even be clearly seen, and blood flowed out through Luo Zhong's fingers.

Unless there was a Spirit Pill that could quickly heal, he probably wouldn't even last a few minutes.

"Captain... Captain Luo, please take good care of my parents.

Your son is unfilial and cannot support them in their old age." The young man named Xiao Wu used all his strength to utter the last words of his life.

After speaking, he tilted his head and quickly became lifeless.

Having spent nearly twenty years in the Demon Suppression Division, Luo Zhong had seen many partings of life and death, but each time he watched a junior in his team die before his eyes, he still couldn't suppress the sadness in his heart.

"I will, don't worry." Luo Zhong said sadly.

The results of this battle were undoubtedly impressive, but the Demon Suppression Division also suffered heavy casualties.

At least half of the people lost their lives in the struggle against the demons and the Martial Artists of the Tie Sha Sect.

Lu Ming took a deep breath.

This was the first time he had witnessed such a tragic scene.

Perhaps he could remain expressionless when slaying demons, but seeing these heroes who dared to fight demons die, his heart couldn't help but be moved.

While the Demon Suppression Division members were either helping companions or bandaging their own wounds, the Government Soldiers rescued the imprisoned villagers from several houses nearby.

Immediately, the square became chaotic, and the villagers of Xiao Wang Village looked at their tragically dead relatives, and a wave of grief quickly spread.

"My son! You died so horribly! Those damned demons!"

"Children, who has seen my children?"

"Woo woo woo, Dad, Mom..."

Lu Ming watched this scene, and for some reason, a sense of powerlessness arose deep within him.

He knew that the world was turbulent now, and demons were rampant, and such tragedies probably played out every day.

But seeing this scene firsthand, he still felt anger and sorrow, wondering when all this would end.

And this was the first time a thought had occurred to him: could he change all of this?

Reborn into a new life, with the help of the System, could he eradicate the demons in the world and bring peace to humanity?

Just as Lu Ming was pondering this question, a figure quickly walked towards him.

When he reacted, a hand rested on his shoulder.