Changsheng: My experience in patrolling the liver

Chapter 197 Seventh-Rank Fire God Sword!

At this moment, the Black Soul Crow instinctively bit off the Second Prince's body and swallowed the royal robe together.

Then, the Black Soul Crow seemed to have lost its target and began to frantically attack everything around it.

He first rushed towards Duan Fangshuo who was closest to him.

Duan Fangshuo slashed with his sword, and the extremely powerful fire-type sword energy fell on the Black Soul Crow, but it could only knock off some black fur and was completely unable to cause any serious damage to it.

Instead, he himself was forced back by the Black Soul Crow and could not even protect the body of the Second Prince.

"Damn it!" Duan Fangshuo gritted his teeth.

He spent almost the entire night fighting these Black Soul Crows. As time went on, the number of these Black Soul Crows decreased, and the difficulty of fighting them increased.

At this moment, facing this last three-time mutated Black Soul Crow Mist Beast, let alone killing it, it became difficult for him to protect himself when the Black Soul Crow got close to him.

Countless long beards were entangled around him. Once caught, his fate would be a hundred times more painful than that of the Second Prince. He would die from all his blood and essence being drained away.

Duan Fangshuo didn't dare to let the Black Soul Crow get close to him and retreated repeatedly.

In the end, he simply ignored everything and fled the palace.

Anyway, the second prince he was loyal to is already dead, so why should he continue to insist.

The world is so big, just go somewhere else to enjoy wealth and glory.

As Duan Fangshuo disappeared, the Black Soul Crow Spear turned and locked onto Song Changming, the man with the strongest blood and energy in the entire palace and who looked the most delicious and nutritious.

In fact, Song Changming had already retreated when he saw the situation was not good.

But the Black Soul Crow had a strong perception ability. After locking onto him, it ignored many other people and flew straight towards him.

Song Changming turned around and slashed with his sword, cutting out two wind dragons.

This is also the maximum power of the sword energy he can currently exert.

The wind dragon bombarded the Black Soul Crow, but it seemed that most of its power was offset by the thick layer of burning mist on its surface. It failed to effectively kill the Black Soul Crow's body, but only blocked its momentum.

The next moment, the tentacles that made Duan Fangshuo helpless shot out, and Song Changming drew his sword to respond.

He found that he had to use all his strength and strike out several times before he could barely cut off a tentacle.

And this kind of tentacles, it seems, can be regenerated by the Black Soul Crow.

At this point, Song Changming had personally experienced how difficult this black soul crow from outside the domain was.

Under normal circumstances, it would be very difficult for him to kill the Black Soul Crow.
Just as he was about to activate the secret technique to explode his blood, the sound of a flute suddenly came from afar.

The Black Soul Crow was immediately attracted by the sound of the flute, flapped its wings and disappeared into the darkness.

Song Changming followed the sound of the flute and turned around to look.

Even at night, his visible vision can extend very far.

At this moment, a figure was standing on the top of a city wall, and the bodies of some city guards were hanging beside the wall.

It was the flutes played by those figures that summoned the Black Soul Crow.

"Someone from outside the domain?" Song Changming imagined that the only people who could do this could be those evil cult members from outside the domain.

There was indeed the shadow of a foreign cult behind Xiao Yanli's planned act of assassinating the king.

The Black Soul Crow quickly flew to the city wall, in front of those people.

"Yes, I didn't expect to get such a mutated Black Soul Crow. This trip is a small profit." A man on the city wall laughed strangely.

"It's a big profit, didn't you notice?" another person suddenly said.

When the others heard this, they carefully looked at the Black Soul Crow falling in front of them, and soon they all found a clue.

"Hey, obviously I have avenged my great hatred, why hasn't Xiao Yanli's spiritual consciousness dissipated from this Black Soul Crow?"

"It shouldn't be."

"Perhaps there is something wrong with one of the links. If that person's consciousness remains in this Black Soul Crow's body, the value of this Black Soul Crow will be extraordinary!"

"Even if it's just this remaining spiritual consciousness, if we sell it to the disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect, they will probably be able to pay a very high price for it. What they need most for corpse refining is this spiritual consciousness that remains after death."

"Yes, after letting the Corpse Refining Sect's people extract the attached spirit body, we can make another profit from the remaining Black Soul Crow. It is indeed a big profit!"

"Let's go. The burning mist energy on this black soul crow is too strong. The strong men from the big sects will be here soon."

"Ah."

One of them took out another piece of mist gold, which emitted burning mist, and injected it into the body of the Black Soul Crow.

Instantly a new bond was established with them.

Thus, without the comfort of the flute music, the Black Soul Crow Mist Beast no longer ran wild.

Song Changming looked at the man on the city wall, stealthily taking the Black Soul Crow away and disappearing. He couldn't help but pursed his lips.

"Outside the territory?"

Song Changming looked around at the palace that was engulfed in flames, and the Hengyang County city that had already been in chaos.

After tonight, a powerful leader who once dominated the world will leave the stage, and this place will have a new owner.

But Song Changming no longer cares about these.

He has done what he wanted to do tonight. He doesn't want to and is too lazy to interfere too much in how the world situation will develop in the future.

"It's time to go back." Song Changming murmured.

A fire broke out in the palace and lasted for a whole day and night without being put out.

When the Second Prince's army stationed outside came back and saw the palace reduced to ruins, everyone was shocked and speechless for a long time.

They were out there helping the Second Prince conquer the world, but when they turned around, they found that their own king was gone.

"Where is Duan Fangshuo? Where did that bastard go?" A general couldn't accept it and said angrily.

However, Duan Fangshuo had disappeared long ago, and no one knew where the strongest man around the second prince had gone.

The news that the second prince had been assassinated and the palace had fallen into ruins was quickly sent back to the powerful by the major spies.

The six counties under the Second Prince's command became ownerless overnight and were soon coveted.

Among them, Gu Wenhui, who had already sent out troops, seemed to be waiting for this situation to happen, so he took the initiative and attacked the six counties under the command of the second prince.

The leaders of other forces were all one step slower than him, which meant that Gu Wenhui would benefit the most from this battle for territory and population.

Before that, a horse-drawn carriage swayed out of Hengyang County like a fat man who had eaten too much.

Looking at how deep the wheels were sunk into the mud, one could tell how much stuff the carriage was carrying and how heavy it was.

In the carriage, Song Changming was half lying, and behind him were five large boxes of treasures that had been fished out from the Second Prince's treasury.

Fortunately, his carriage was spacious and sturdy enough, and the two horses were both BMWs of exotic blood, so they could pull the carriage forward.

Occasionally, passers-by along the way noticed the carriage going away, but they would never have imagined that the man who had caused the six northern counties to change overnight and killed the second prince would be in this seemingly ordinary carriage.

At this time, Song Changming stretched lazily, then lay down on his side, with one hand resting his head and the other holding a slightly thick book.

On the cover of the book, several ancient characters of the Dahan Dynasty were printed on it.

Seventh-grade Fire God Sword Technique!

"It's quite mysterious, worthy of being a martial arts secret produced by the royal family!" Song Changming exclaimed as he turned the pages.

This martial arts manual is one of the five boxes of treasures. It is a martial arts secret manual collected by the royal family and taken away by the second prince when he escaped from the palace.

The grade of the seventh-grade martial arts technique is higher than the ninth-grade Wind Dragon Divine Sword Technique that he currently possesses, and can be considered a top-notch martial arts technique.

If nothing unexpected happens, the extremely powerful fire-attributed sword energy that Duan Fangshuo had previously displayed was most likely from this Fire God Sword Technique.

"stop!"

"This mountain is mine, this tree is mine."

"What's the matter?" Song Changming was practicing sword techniques when he noticed the carriage suddenly stopped and asked.

"Brother Song, a group of bandits came to rob the car. I'm going to deal with them." Song Ping'an said calmly. He was already accustomed to this.

Nowadays, there are turmoil and war everywhere. I don’t know how many people have become bandits and become kings of the mountains.

Whenever you go out, you will always encounter this kind of robbery.

"Hmm." After hearing this, Song Changming collected his thoughts and continued to study the seventh-grade sword technique he had obtained, and see how it was different from the Wind Dragon Divine Sword Technique he had mastered.

The biggest difference between the two sword techniques is that their attributes are completely different.

Literally, one is a fire-attributed sword technique, and the other is a wind-attributed sword technique.

In terms of instantaneous burst of sword power, this seventh-grade Fire God Sword is far stronger than his Wind Dragon Sword.

But in terms of sword-drawing speed, using the Wind Dragon Sword Technique can have a more significant bonus.

The intentions and training methods of sword techniques are different, and the emphasis is naturally different.

But in terms of the pure exquisiteness and mystery of sword techniques, the seventh grade is far superior to the ninth grade!
This is also one of the important criteria for defining the grade of martial arts.

The higher the quality of the martial arts, the more mysterious and profound the artistic conception.

There is no doubt that Song Changming must practice this seventh-grade Fire God Sword and cannot just sit there and watch.

(End of this chapter)