The Legend of the Demon Hunter

Above the Holy Maiden City.

"How dare you trespass into the holy land of our sect!" A hoarse and unpleasant voice shouted into the air.

As soon as he finished speaking, a man in a white robe flew out of the temple. He was short and had a dark face, but the aura emanating from his thin body was cold and powerful, spreading around like a cold wave.

On the other side of the temple roof, a man wearing a black hat stood upright, staring at the archbishop in white who suddenly appeared.

Facing a white-robed archbishop at the hunter king level, the young man in the black hat did not dare to be careless. He calmly took out a golden sword, held it in his hand, and was on guard against the opponent's attack at any time.

"Huh? The Gilded Crow Sword." The archbishop in white said in confusion.

The young man took off his bamboo hat, revealing his stern face that looked as sharp as a knife, and said, "Could it be that you, senior, know this sword?"

"How did the Liuwu Sword end up in your hand? Where is Yu Xiao? Where is he?" The white-robed archbishop did not directly answer the other party's question, but continued to ask in his hoarse voice.

"My name is Yu Han, and Yu Xiao is my father." Yu Han looked at the archbishop in white in surprise. He didn't expect that he actually recognized his father.

"Tsk tsk, Yu Xiao is really a good parent. You have reached the level of a hunter king at such a young age. You are not much different from Yu Xiao a hundred years ago!" The white-robed archbishop looked at Yu Han and praised him sincerely.

"From what you said, it seems that you know my father? May I ask your name?" Yu Han asked.

"Hmph! It's more than just acquaintance. The scar left on me by the Liuwu Sword will never be forgotten by me in my lifetime. The son must pay for the father's debt. Since you have inherited the Liuwu Sword, you will have to pay it with your life today!" said the archbishop in white fiercely.

After saying this, he waved his hand, and a huge triangular banner appeared behind him. With the appearance of this triangular banner, the sky actually dimmed a bit, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling suddenly sounded, and the surrounding environment became gloomy and terrifying! The next moment, hundreds of ghosts flew out of the triangular banner, and ghost shadows were all over the white-robed archbishop.

This scene was so terrifying that Yu Han felt his hair stand on end.

At the same time, Yu Han heard the other party call himself Old Ghost, and saw the ghost magic he performed. He suddenly remembered what his father had advised him: "There are many demon hunters in the Huanling Kingdom's Demon Cult who have sinister and cruel personalities, and the magic they practice is even more bizarre and difficult to deal with. If you meet these people, avoid them if you can, and remember not to fight them with force... Among them is a man named Zhong Likui, who practices powerful ghost magic and is known as Zhongli Old Ghost."

Yu Han thought of this and asked the other party, "Could it be that you are the senior Zhong Likui, who is also known as the old ghost?"

Hearing Yu Han call out his name, Zhong Likui's face changed slightly, and then he laughed, and that laughter was uglier than crying: "Since you know my name, I will let you die knowingly today. Hehe, if I can bind your soul in the soul-guiding flag, I'm sure my strength will also change qualitatively!"

The old ghost chanted a few spells in his hoarse voice, and the ghosts that flew out of the spirit-guiding banners seemed to have received orders. They let out joyful hisses and pounced towards Yu Han frantically, surrounding him in a blink of an eye.

Even though Yu Han was knowledgeable and experienced, he still felt his scalp tingling when he was surrounded by ghosts!

Yu Han's expression was very solemn. He poured his spiritual power into the Liuwu Sword frantically, then flew into the air with the sword, saying loudly: "Ten Thousand Swords Demon Slaying Formation!"

The Gilded Black Sword in the air instantly began to split, one into ten, ten into a hundred, and instantly turned into a sky full of sword shadows, rushing towards the oncoming ghost.

The Liuwu Sword is a magic weapon of gold attribute, which is naturally capable of slaying demons and suppressing evil spirits. At this time, it quickly showed its advantage when facing the ghosts summoned by the old ghost. In just a few moments, nearly a hundred ghosts were killed and purified by the Liuwu Sword in the air. Zhongli the old ghost looked at the heavy casualties of the ghosts he had cultivated with great effort, and a look of heartache appeared on his face.

Zhongli Laogui couldn't bear to see his troops suffer more casualties, so he cast a spell again, holding the huge soul-attracting banner in his hand and drawing a circle in the air. After the circle was drawn, a vortex appeared above Zhongli Laogui's head, and the Yin Qi in the vortex was extremely dense, like liquid overflowing from a water bottle.

At this time, a huge skeleton crawled out from the vortex of Yin Qi. The body of this skeleton was made up of the bones of countless dead people. Every move it made a creaking sound of bones rubbing against each other, which made people's scalps numb and their limbs feel sore and weak.

This huge skeleton was holding a white bone knife in his hand. The surface of the knife was full of sinister energy. It was unknown how many lives had died under the knife in the past.

The skeleton saw Yu Han. A faint green light shone from its empty eyes. Its body made a crackling sound and it rushed towards Yu Han. The huge bone knife slashed towards Yu Han with the force of splitting the world.

Yu Han was still being harassed by countless ghosts at this time. When he saw this murderous skeleton, he remained calm although he was shocked. The Gilded Black Sword flew back to his hand as fast as lightning.

Yu Han stared at the huge skeleton rushing towards him. He held the sword in both hands. The Liuwu Sword, which had killed countless ghosts, became more and more courageous as the battle went on, and it emitted a joyful sword whistle in his hand.

Yu Han raised the Liuwu sword above his head, and the sword light instantly surged dozens of meters away. Under the dazzling light, Yu Han's figure was almost invisible. As if he had achieved the legendary state of unity between man and sword, he rushed towards the huge skeleton.

"Boom!" A loud bang exploded in the air. The ground shook due to the impact force. Even the rock-solid Pope's Temple seemed to shake. The low-level Red Lotus followers standing on the ground swayed left and right and could not stand steadily.

The light faded, and under Yu Han's arrogant attack, the skeleton was chopped into pieces. The huge bone knife flew a hundred meters away and landed on the square in front of the Pope's Temple.

Apart from his heavy breathing and slightly pale face, Yu Han did not seem to have any injuries.

With this attack, Yu Han actually had the advantage!

Zhongli Laogui looked at Yu Han's attack and couldn't help but narrow his eyes. He laughed and said, "What a great accomplishment! What a great swordsmanship! I didn't expect to see the might of the Liuwu Sword again a hundred years later. The young are truly formidable... But if you think my Xuanming Skull is so vulnerable, you are totally wrong."

Old Ghost Zhongli chanted a spell silently while raising the spirit-calling banner in his hand high up.

At this time, the crackling sound of bones was heard again on the ground, and a strange scene happened. The skeleton that was chopped into pieces by Yu Han actually gathered in the air, and the broken bones connected to each other to form a complete skeleton again. Finally, the huge bone knife flew back into the skeleton's hand again. It held the bone knife, and its murderous momentum was no less than before.