The Demon Lord Forced to Marry the Female Leader

The short and fat man looked at his invincible meteor hammer with some doubt on his face. He couldn't help but mutter to himself:

"This doesn't feel right! I've never failed before."

After the dust and miasma dissipated, everyone could see clearly what had happened.

It turned out that Fu Qian and Chu Wan Ning were safe and sound, and there was a sword in front of Fu Qian, which blocked the meteor hammer of the short and fat man.

That sword...

Fatty Huang squinted his eyes and observed it carefully. The sword was slender and powerful in appearance, with a faint cold glow. The hilt was a golden dragon carving, which looked extremely majestic, and the blade was extremely sharp.

One side of the sword is engraved with the sun, moon and stars, and one side of the hilt is inscribed with the techniques of farming and animal husbandry... The other side cannot be seen due to obstruction of vision.

Fatty Huang suddenly shouted in surprise:

"Hey, hey, hey! Dahei! Look! Isn't that the sword we stole from the City Lord's Mansion? Dahei, tell me what that sword is called!?"

Dahei jumped in front of Fatty Huang's shoulder, looked up, and carefully observed the sword. He smiled happily and said:

"Yes, it's the Xuanyuan Sword that I took from Niu Dali's treasure house in the City Lord's Mansion!"

Fatty Huang smiled excitedly. The protective shield almost had a hole. Fatty Huang quickly patched it up. He was alert and said to Dahei:

"Yes, yes, yes! It's the Xuanyuan Sword! I knew I got this sword for nothing! Look how powerful it is! It can withstand a meteor hammer that big, but it's still no good! Right!"

Dahei smiled and agreed:

"Yes! It didn't break this time! God bless this sword and don't let it break again."

Some people only saw Fu Qian with a gloomy face, his eyes full of decisiveness and murderous intent, and he was full of fighting spirit.

He half-knelt on the ground, one hand tightly hugging Chu Wanning's shoulders, and the other hand holding the Xuanyuan Sword.

It was the Xuan-Yuan Sword that took on the power of the short and fat man's meteor hammer.

Chu Wan Ning heard Fu Qian mention that this sword was the Xuanyuan Sword that the White Emperor sealed in Black Stone City ten thousand years ago. Just because his army and his beloved beauty all perished in the wilderness outside Black Stone City ten thousand years ago, he sealed the sword in Black Stone City without any sadness or joy and never used it again.

But she didn't know why Baidi's Xuanyuan Sword was now unsealed by Fu Qian. Perhaps only Fu Qian himself knew. But the most important thing at the moment was to get rid of the control of these two celestial beings!

As the person involved, Fu Qian felt mixed emotions at this moment. The blood on his body dyed the storage bag red, and the Xuan-Yuan Sword automatically dripped blood to recognize its master and was unsealed. When he saw that Chu Wan Ning was about to be hurt by the short and fat man with the meteor hammer, he desperately input spiritual power into the Xuan-Yuan Sword, blocked in front of Chu Wan Ning, and stopped the meteor hammer.

This time it was not like the previous golden sword that shattered at the first touch. Instead, it was very at ease. The Xuanyuan Sword had been through hundreds of battles with the White Emperor and was the supreme sword in the upper fairy world. It did not even take the attack of a mere celestial being seriously.

Chu Wan Ning didn't care about so many things. She took out countless hemostatic and tissue-growing powders from her storage bag and sprinkled them on Fu Qian's wounds. She also fed him seven or eight Hunyuan Pills to repair his internal injuries and replenish his spiritual power.

The wounds on Fu Qian's body healed almost instantly. He put his arm around Chu Wan Ning's shoulders and helped her stand up. He felt sorry for her for rushing over without fear of death and almost losing her life. He was relieved to see that there was dust on her face, but she was not hurt.

Fu Qian stared at the short and fat man, and said to the fat yellow man who was trying hard to maintain the protective shield not far away:

"come over!"

Fatty Huang instantly understood what he meant. He wanted to cover Chu Wan Ning and he was going to fight them!

Fatty Huang was instantly as energetic as if he had been injected with chicken blood. His spiritual power surged out and the golden bowl suddenly became bigger, which scared the thin man on top. He jumped to the side. Fatty Huang took the opportunity to jump towards Chu Wanning. Fu Qian stared at the two men, and he would attack them immediately if they dared to come forward.

Seeing that they were afraid and did not dare to come forward rashly, Fu Qian pushed Chu Wan Ning towards Fatty Huang.

Fatty Huang immediately came to Chu Wan Ning’s rescue and covered her safely inside the protective shield.

Dahei jumped happily on Fatty Huang's shoulder! He said:

"Great! You're okay!"

Chu Wan Ning nodded solemnly and said:

"Well, I'm fine for now, but Fu Qian..."

Dahei's mood suddenly turned unhappy. He looked at Fu Qian's profile and said in distress:

"Yes, Fu Qian is going to face two people alone, relying only on a sword. Fatty Huang, do you think he can win?"

Fatty Huang looked at Fu Qian, nodded thoughtfully, and said in a deep voice:

"You can win, see."

Dahei didn't understand why he was so confident in Fu Qian, and shifted his gaze from Fatty Huang's face to Fu Qian.

He was also stunned by this sight.

Fu Qian... is about to break through...

After Fu Qian sent Chu Wan Ning into the protective shield, he felt free of worries and closed his eyes to feel the endless power of rules of the Xuan-Yuan Sword. In the past, he could understand a hint of the sword intent just by looking at it. After dripping blood to recognize the master, he became connected with the Xuan-Yuan Sword's spiritual consciousness. He saw what the Xuan-Yuan Sword had experienced, and also saw unexpected faces.

What amazed him the most was the thread of rules. Although he had ascended for so long, he had no concept of the power of rules. Now that his consciousness was immersed in the sword, this Xuanyuan Sword had experienced hundreds of battles and was the supreme sword of the upper fairyland. It contained endless rules of combat power. Comprehending the rules of combat power would improve combat ability, making him invincible and fearless.

Fu Qian was very smart. He could understand the power of rules at a glance. In an instant, he realized that countless ethereal golden threads of combat power and rules were tightly wrapped around him.

Fu Qian felt as if a long time had passed, but in fact it was only a moment. When he opened his eyes, a golden light flashed in his eyes. Both the short and fat man and the tall and thin man knew that in such a short moment, he had comprehended the rules of combat power from the sword and even made a breakthrough.

Black clouds were rolling over Fu Qian's head, brewing a disaster for Fu Qian.

A strong wind suddenly arose, blowing Fu Qian's hair. His eyes glowed with golden light, and the Xuanyuan Sword also spontaneously glowed with golden light.

The thin man asked the short fat man, saying:

"Dong Hua, are you sure? These two people actually dared to steal things from the City Lord's Mansion of Black Stone City! I have seen the list, but the genders are a little inconsistent. There are three women on the list, but how come there are two men and one woman? But after a closer look at their appearance, it is definitely them! Do you want to do this? I think the man with the sword is not right, he has the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand! Can your Pegasus Meteor Hammer work?"

The short and fat man frowned and stared at Fu Qian in annoyance. The Xuanyuan Sword was indeed troublesome. Just now, he lightly blocked it and his Pegasus Meteor Hammer was cut off by it! It was worthy of being the sword of the White Emperor!