Oh no, the crazy senior sister found out that I am a fox demon!

Cao Wangxuan, who had finally escaped, lay on the ground and sighed. His lungs almost tasted like lime, and he had no idea how much damage these foods had done to his body.

"This is a talisman that can conceal your body."

"I guess... you should be familiar with it."

For Feiyun Sect.

Talismans are commonplace, and as the young master of Feiyun Sect, Cao Wangxuan is naturally very familiar with all of this.

"Who... drew this talisman?!"

The voice was excited.

Cao Wangxuan opened his eyes wide, unable to believe it. He copied the runes on the talisman in his mind. They were graceful and lively, with a majestic spiritual energy flowing through them.

Even his own senior brother might be slightly less talented than this person. This kind of genius... must be from their Feiyun Sect.

Otherwise, how could there be someone in the world who is so proficient in talismans.

"You don't need to know who it is. This talisman can save your life. Take it."

"I already have the map."

"The deal between us is over."

Cao Wangxuan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he heard a commotion in the barracks in the mine and someone blew a horn.

His heart tightened, and Cao Wangxuan glanced at the woman in dark black robe. She had a cold face, pursed her lips and said nothing.

He held a sword in his hand, and the silver-white scabbard was slightly dazzling.

She stared at the situation ahead vigilantly.

"Okay, it's you. How much money did those lackeys from the Chamber of Commerce give you? You actually wanted to rob the general's mine!"

According to the pre-arranged tactics, the group of demon mercenaries under Zitan lured away the elite troops stationed in the mine.

Then Shen Jingjun went straight to Huanglong and captured the leader first.

This is the mission to assassinate the general.

It can be performed by extraordinary people.

Therefore, you must be fully alert and not make any mistakes, and you must never allow yourself to make any mistakes.

Since the mercenaries under Zitan had already looked through the layout of the mine, they were very clear about the weakest point of the soldiers patrolling the mine at the moment.

So it would be effortless to fight with them for a while and try to buy time for Shen Jingjun.

Do not allow the demon soldiers in the tent to support General Black Wind.

"Bah! The world is clear, why should this mine belong to your general? The Demon Lord also said that whoever grabs it will own it."

"Everyone, listen carefully. Even if there is a river of blood today, you must have backbone!"

For a moment, weapons were used against each other.

But this is not a rare thing in the demon clan. A major war breaks out almost every once in a while. The demon clan not only goes to war with the demon world, but also with the fairy world, so infighting is inevitable.

"Okay, let me meet you."

The slender demon holding a folding fan jumped onto the tent. A ball of black gas condensed in his hand and continued to expand.

He is Heifeng's military advisor. If Heifeng loses the mine, he will naturally lose the right to speak in front of the Demon Lord.

The losses will be maximized.

……

Walk forward another two meters.

Before Shen Jingjun opened the tent curtain, he heard a scolding sound like the roar of a wild beast.

"Who dares to break into this general's camp?"

He had a green face and fangs, thick horns on his forehead, and a pair of eyes as big as copper bells. In his hand he held a wide ghost-head knife with nine linked rings tied to it, which jingled when they touched the back of the knife.

He was wearing a cloak, and his armor was made of material that could not be seen. It looked weird, with pieces connected to each other, like bones and scales.

"You don't need to know who I am."

"I'm here to take your life."

The sword blade hummed, and purple thunder energy surged out. The sword wind lifted the tent, and the sword stabbed open, and the tip of the sword stopped in front of General Black Wind.

The voice is cold.

But it is as cold as ice.

As if announcing his death.

Lifting the ghost-head broadsword, General Black Wind raised his head to the sky and let out a deafening roar.

"Hahahahahahahaha! How dare you, a brat, question my ability."

Obviously, General Heifeng regarded Shen Jingjun as a demon. After all, the pair of eye-catching white horns were the symbol of demons.

However, the demons prefer thick horns. Such thin and long horns make their owners look weak and powerless.

He is a sickly person.

"Then I will just chop off your head with one blow and scatter your soul to pieces!"

He was not called General Black Wind for nothing. He lifted up the thousand-pound ghost-head sword with one hand, and the wind from the sword came straight towards Shen Jingjun's face.

He had heard the fighting outside, but he didn't expect that a young girl would be sent to assassinate him.

Pi really doesn't take himself seriously.

It makes him angry.

He blocked with his sword horizontally, the blade was carrying thunder, and when the blades collided, sparks flew. Shen Jingjun was hit by the force of a thousand pounds and retreated a few inches.

"Good fellow, you actually managed to take my attack. Let's see if you can walk out of here alive today. Come on, fight!"

He held the ghost-head knife in both hands, and the entire blade was surrounded by black demonic energy, and even the copper rings on it made sounds due to the vibration.

"Listen to the thunder."

He put his two fingers together and gently brushed across the gradually warming sword blade. Where Shen Jingjun's fingers brushed, the pattern on the blade gradually lit up.

"Lei...how could you..."

"I see. It must be from this sword."

"Don't try to scare this general!"

After hesitating for a second, General Black Wind immediately came to his senses, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he then turned his gaze back to the purple blade.

How can the demons use the power of thunder?

This is absolutely ridiculous.

He swept his leg across the floor, and the strong wind blew things in the tent all over the place, attacking from both upper and lower parts.

The ghost-head knife infused with demonic energy is even more powerful, like splashing ink. If you want to avoid this attack, you must retreat repeatedly.

Shen Jingjun was not at all flustered when facing danger, and he had his own plans in mind.

With a tip of his toes, he flew into the air, flipped the sword, and with precise wrist force, he stabbed directly at the unprotected head of General Black Wind.

He was wearing a helmet, with only a pair of large horns on his forehead showing.

Having fought on the battlefield for many years, he is no pushover. If it were an ordinary opponent, they might not be able to block his move, but who knew that this man had such a profound level of cultivation.

His strong wind did not disrupt her lower body skills at all, and she dodged his fatal blow almost easily.

The sword blade was slightly tilted and chopped on General Black Wind's long horn. The pain spread throughout the body like an overwhelming force. The rugged long horn rolled on the ground for several circles. It turned out that it was cut off by Shen Jingjun's sword.

Black blood continued to flow out from the broken wound, and in an instant it covered the entire forehead. Huge blood beads meandered down, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.

"Heh...I can't forgive you!"

To the demons, having their horns cut off is a huge insult, no less than digging up someone's ancestral graves.