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Chapter 1070 The Ferocious Demon Gun Master

When Zhou You heard these three words, he was initially confused. Where did this Demon Gun come from?

Isn't the Demon Spear Yan Wanjun? After his defeat, he died at the hands of his former mentor Yan Shan, completely withdrawing from the competition.

Later, I realized that it wasn't the current Demon Gun, but the former one, and the former Demon Soldier Lord.

A powerful demon lord from a certain era, the Ferocious Demon Spear, actually intervened in this matter, appearing at the last moment.

Zhou You subconsciously glanced at the location where the Martial Arts Stele was lurking. Did he know about this?
Wu Wulin was also completely bewildered. He realized that he had been used and that the Demon Spear was the ultimate swindler.

His shot came at the perfect time, not only wiping out Zhou Daqian and his eldest son, but also taking down his "little friend."

The thought that the usually cheerful and gentle boy had such a deep and terrifying mind made Wu Linbei exhale. This was the cunning and scheming that a Demon Soldier Lord should have. He was not wronged!

The demonic power within him was like a piece of white paper pressed down by an iron weight, unmoved by the wind, firmly stuck to the ground.

This is the inner circle of the Demon Army, where supreme violence is used to suppress those below them.

Wu Linbei's limbs stiffened, his mind filled with questions: "He's here with the Heart Demon Ring, can he block this shot?"

The sky split open, making way for the demonic spear, its massive, sharp tip casting a shadow that enveloped the city and its surroundings.

"He not only wants to kill people, but also destroy the city!"

What an astonishing goal this is! He wants to smash a city built by a local deity with a single spear.
The blood swelled up, and the eldest son, who had just escaped the city gate, was exposed to the indiscriminate attack of the demonic spear.

The Demon Gun's destructive power is so widespread that there is no blind spot under the heavens or on the earth; everywhere is a death trap.

He regretted it at that moment; he should have stayed in the city, where at least he would have had an extra layer of defense and could have held out for longer.

There's no going back!

The legitimate son soon became a sacrifice to the demon's spear.

The blood clot resembled a bundle of burnt-out straw, its red aura fading from intense to faint, finally revealing the exhausted state of the eldest son. He rolled slower and slower until he finally came to a complete stop.

The moment it stopped on the ground, the destructive power of the Demon Gun on him exploded, blasting a pile of flesh and blood to smithereens.

Looking at the mess everywhere, Wu Linbei never expected that his beloved elder brother, whom he had longed to kill day and night, would die so suddenly, easily, and hastily.

After a brief period of emptiness, Wu Linbei suddenly realized that it was his turn next.

With the Half-Saint Yin Blade in hand, Zhou Daqian seems to be able to last longer than him.

"The Inner Demon Ring, endlessly regenerating and cycling!"

At the critical moment of life and death, countless tiny circular shadows rose from the surface of the Martial Arts Monument, and the soft sword in his hand shed its outer disguise.

The steel rings, connected end to end, are surrounded by a vortex of purplish-black air currents, carrying a destructive power that can devour everything and shatter all things.

As demonic weapons, and both at the Grandmaster level, their demonic weapon special moves possess extraordinary power.

The Martial Arts Monument went all out and initially managed to slightly stop the Demon Spear from falling.

But the stronger the resistance, the stronger the crackdown will be.

next moment!
The steel ring shattered into countless pieces, and the Martial Arts Monument was covered with hundreds of millions of pinhole-like wounds, piercing through its flesh, bones, and internal organs.

That was caused by the residual power of the Demon Spear, the wounds pierced on his body by the countless spear tips that had shrunk countless times.

With a single move, his fate remains unknown!

Looking down at the Wulin Monument, which had been blown into a honeycomb shape, Zhou You thought to himself, "The Demon Gun was aimed at me. You couldn't even withstand the aftershocks. You're still too young."

The chilling, cruel spear tip had a clear objective from the start: to impale Zhou You and the city into a blood-soaked mess.

The younger brother and his heir who had escaped outside the city, as well as the martial arts figures lying in ambush, were dealt with casually. "..."

Zhou You held up the Half-Saint Yin Blade in his hand, looked up at the sky, and the tip of the spear filled the heavens and earth, leaving no room for anything else.

The demonic gun itself, wielding a weapon, was nowhere to be found, its gaze devoid of emotion as it stared at the land.

Great!

Zhou You had long wanted to meet the other powerful demon soldiers, and the opportunity came unexpectedly, but it wasn't the disguise of the Heart Demon Ring, but the real thing.

The blade flashed coldly as it rose from the city wall, revealing its inherent weakness compared to the spearheads that had been poised for a long time.

The Demon Spear, positioned high above, launched its attack from behind the scenes, suddenly penetrating the battlefield. It seized the opportunity presented by the waning of Zhou You's old strength and the absence of new power after the great battle, striking with ruthless precision.

Although he possesses the Half-Saint Yin Blade, the Demonic Weapon also has the advantage of unlimited upgrades and evolutions, and its relationship with the Weapon Master transcends ordinary relationships. The combined power of the two is quite considerable.

Based on Zhou You's personal experience, the invincible Wu is not as devastating as the Enchantress or the Heavenly Maiden.

The opponent's strength can be quantified, roughly equivalent to the level of a Great Gentleman at his peak, placing him in the middle tier at the Heavenly Sect level.

Well, although we still can't beat them, there are quantifiable and formidable opponents that we can potentially defeat.

"..."

Zhou You suddenly opened his eyes, and several tiny, crisscrossing flashes of light appeared in his pupils.

These rays of light were initially as thin as hair, but after they appeared, they quickly expanded and transformed into split silver melon segments.

If the eldest son were still alive and Wu Linbei hadn't fainted, he would definitely recognize these melon petals as the flashes of light from the swords that had just been thrown. Hmm, they were just muttering about how 'Zhou Daqian's' swordsmanship was terrible.

"Time is like a butterfly, every cut is precise!"

The glint of the blade reflected in Zhou You's pupils flashed a few times and disappeared before his eyes.

The battlefield, as we know it, is never a rigid arena, the ground beneath our feet, or a place shrouded in the vast sky above.

The real battlefield is only between two people fighting, in the small space where fists, feet, and weapons go back and forth.

The moment the demon thrust his spear forward, no matter where he was hiding, he had already entered the battlefield.

Since they were both on the same battlefield, Zhou You could also use his sword to return the spear to its source.

The past strikes, the present locked position, the ultimate goal is to hit the target at some point in the future.

The Time Butterfly technique has once again proven its effectiveness!
The Demon Spear suddenly trembled violently, its straight shaft leading to some unknown space deep in the sky. The further away it went, the stronger the trembling became.

boom!
A gigantic phantom of a cauldron rose into the sky above the city, its mournful cries echoing all around, only to be easily crushed by the tip of a spear, its afterimage shattered.

The spear tip landed and pierced the center of the city. The sky collapsed and the earth caved in. The solid city walls and buildings instantly softened like sand dunes, collapsing, flowing, and swirling into large vortexes that sank into the ground.

It was as if a demonic spear had pierced a hole in the earth's crust, and that hole had sucked the entire city into an abyss.

The city built by Governor Maijing himself finally crumbled under the spear of the Demon Spear, leaving no trace behind.

"The Demon Spear lives up to its name!"

The sound came from afar, and the muscles on the boy's face twitched a few times, aggravating his wound and making him feel even more pain.

The shards of light had just pierced through the air, spinning along the shaft of the spear and slashing a bloody wound across his face.

Although a city was destroyed, Zhou Daqian emerged unscathed and even managed to slash his face with a knife, making it undoubtedly a crushing defeat.

(End of this chapter)