I Can Deduce Arts by Slaying Demons

Chapter 548: Chapter 363: No More Hiding! Slaughter!

"My father, he is truly... quite entertaining!"

Lu Xuan stood with his hands behind his back in front of the dilapidated gate of Qianfu Town, a mocking smirk at the corner of his mouth.

He raised his hand, pointing to the paper lanterns inside the town that moved without wind, his voice carrying a biting coldness.

"Such obvious ghostly mischief, and yet as the Crown Prince, I have to personally walk into danger..."

Lu Xuan suddenly let out a light laugh, "Could it be... that he’s already senile?"

As soon as the words fell, the iron armor of the three imperial guards behind Lu Xuan emitted a screeching sound.

The sound of gears turning came from beneath Lu Yi’s helmet, Lu Er pressed both hands on his sword hilt, and Lu San suddenly breathed heavily.

These cold killing machines, at this moment, exhibited emotional fluctuations only humans could have because of Lu Xuan’s words.

"Crown Prince..."

Lu Yi’s voice was extremely cold: "Please be cautious with your words... otherwise..."

"Don’t blame us for being rude!"

In an instant, the world fell silent.

Before Lu Yi and the others could react, blinding golden lights swept in like a tide.

Their pupils contracted under the iron helmets, reflecting the most shocking scene of their lives.

Hundreds of golden dragon phantoms soared into the sky from behind Lu Xuan, intertwining and spiraling in the void.

Each dragon scale shimmered with golden light, bringing gusts of wind as the dragon whiskers danced.

The sacred and majestic dragon awe seemed substantial, pressing against the armors of the three imperial guards so they creaked, their knees bending uncontrollably.

"This... this is..."

Lu Yi’s previously indifferent and emotionless voice completely changed.

The imperial majesty they worshipped as deities paled like fireflies beneath the bright moon in front of these true dragon signs.

The golden radiance scattered by the swirling dragon shadows illuminated the ghostly streets of Qianfu Town as if it were daylight.

Even more terrifying, as the dragon eyes blinked, Lu Yi and the others felt like they were being watched by a prehistoric beast...

At the same time, cracks instantly appeared on their helmets, revealing faces as pale as paper beneath.

This was the first time Lu Yi and the other two had shown human fear since becoming Emperor Wenjing’s guards.

A Martial Arts Grandmaster!

The hundreds of golden dragon phantoms were formed from the immense energy of a Martial Arts Grandmaster.

If it were an ordinary Martial Arts Grandmaster, Lu Yi and the others wouldn’t take them seriously.

Because they were also newly initiated Martial Arts Grandmasters.

But unfortunately, Lu Xuan was not an ordinary Martial Arts Grandmaster.

He was a Martial Arts Grandmaster who had cultivated the highest and supreme royal Cultivation Technique of the Wenjing Dynasty.

"Nine Dragon Body Protection Scripture!"

"Martial Arts Grandmaster at its peak!"

These two combined are not as simple as one plus one.

Lu Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, exuding a suffocating pressure upon Lu Yi and the others.

The aura of the Martial Arts Grandmaster was fully unleashed, faintly showing signs of breaking through the peak.

He coldly glanced at the three of them, his gaze as sharp as a knife.

The killing intent contained in those eyes was self-evident.

In the face of absolute strength, any surveillance and calculations are a joke.

"Hmph!"

A cold snort exploded like heavenly thunder, engulfed in vast dragon might.

The three imperial guards felt as if struck by divine punishment, their black iron armor instantly covered with web-like cracks.

Finally, in a series of "crack" sounds, it shattered into pieces.

Pfft...

The leading Lu Yi spurted a mouthful of blood and staggered back seven steps.

With each step, the bluestone ground exploded into a pit the size of a bowl, stones flying.

Before they could steady themselves, the sky suddenly changed color above.

Hundreds of golden dragon phantoms tore through the sky, descending with world-destroying momentum.

The dragon’s roar shook the nine heavens, golden light illuminated the eight corners of the earth, causing the bluestone road to tremble under the dragon’s might.

Lu Yi and the others turned ashen, their proud martial cultivation laughable under this heavenly might.

As the dragon shadows were about to swallow the three of them—

"Crown Prince... spare us!"

"We are the Emperor’s men, guards of the Wenjing Dynasty!"

Lu Yi finally shouted, his voice filled with unprecedented terror.

This cold-blooded imperial guard felt the fear of death for the first time...

However, Lu Yun remained calm, ignoring their pleas completely.

Seeing their appeals ignored, a fierce glint appeared in the eyes of Lu Yi and the others.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Three piercing sword sounds rang out simultaneously.

Followed by hundreds of dark sword energies.

These black sword beams tore through the air, each containing terrifying power enough to slice mountains.

Where the black sword beams passed, the air churned violently.

However—

Hundreds of dragon roars exploded simultaneously!

The hundreds of golden dragon phantoms above unleashed a furious roar, their brilliant gold light swallowing all darkness in an instant.

The indestructible black sword beams vanished like snow under the sun.

Then, with a world-shaking rumble, the entire street trembled violently.

The bluestone shards crumbled, the town’s gate quivered, and tiles rained down like drops.

As the golden light faded...

All that remained were three massive pits, with twisted and deformed iron armor fragments scattered within.

Wisps of blood mist lingered in the air, evidence that three living... people, once existed here.

Lu Xuan withdrew his gaze indifferently, his purple-red robe fluttering lightly.

A breeze swept by, erasing even the last traces of blood as if the three imperial guards had never existed...

Lu Xuan no longer spared a glance and turned to step into Qianfu Town.

As his robe billowed, the swirling golden dragon phantoms gradually receded, leaving an enduring dragon’s roar in the air.

At this moment, Lu Yun wanted everyone to understand.

Even the supreme ruler of the Wenjing Dynasty could no longer dictate to him.

"Brother, can you kick the cuju over to me?"

A childish voice suddenly rang out.

As Lu Xuan stepped onto the stone road of Qianfu Town, a ball woven with withered grass rolled slowly to his feet.

Looking up, five or six children, about seven or eight years old, stood at the corner of the street.

They wore coarse cloth clothes, their cheeks rosy, their eyes full of anticipation.

One little girl with pigtails shyly hid behind her companions.

They looked just like ordinary street children.

"Sure..."

Lu Xuan’s mouth curved into a sinister arc, his eyes gleamed with gold.

He slowly raised his right leg, but at the instant his foot touched the grass ball—

Roar!!!

Several golden dragon phantoms plunged from the heavens, jaws agape as they devoured the "children" completely.

In the piercing shriek, those innocent faces twisted and deformed, revealing their blue faces and tusks.

Their bodies melted like wax figures, oozing foul black blood.

Lu Xuan took a deep breath, relishing the boiling energy within.

The more ghosts there were, the more excited he became.

Then, the "residential" buildings along the street suddenly shook violently, countless shadows seeped from the cracks in the doors and windows...

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