The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

Clang!

A sharp crack interrupted its words.

A dagger rolled down the hillside.

The sharp blade pierced the rock like butter, its seven-colored light dazzlingly bright.

The white-haired rat demon's voice trembled: "Level 7 combat soldier?"

Ye Chen did not stop.

He reached into the sack on his shoulder, pulled out a long spear with a coiled dragon design, and casually tossed it aside by the roadside.

Clang!

Yellow aura rose from the gun, and the golden dragon coiled around it seemed as if it might open its eyes at any moment.

Several powerful demon kings' knees buckled at the same time.

The pressure emanating from the depths of their bloodline nearly forced them to kneel down on the spot.

"Level 8, Level 8..."

The white-haired rat demon's eyes widened.

Immediately afterwards, a continuous series of metallic clanging sounds echoed down the hillside.

"Clang! Clang!"

Knives, spears, swords, and halberds were scattered along the road.

The brilliance of the level seven combat weapon illuminated the mountain path; any one of them would be enough to spark a frenzy of competition if placed outside.

Clearly, he had taken quite a bit of that pre-battle mobilization equipment as well.

Ye Chen grew increasingly impatient as he searched.

The fierce look on the cat demon's face gradually disappeared.

It quietly rolled its eyes, beginning to search for a way to break through.

"Found it!"

Ye Chen paused, his eyes suddenly lighting up.

The demons' hearts tightened simultaneously.

Even an eighth-level soldier couldn't catch his eye. What exactly was hidden deep inside the sack?

"Splash!"

The sack landed on the ground.

Ye Chen pulled out two boning knives from the bottom.

The blade was long and narrow, its surface stained with black blood that could not be washed off.

Each knife handle was wrapped with a piece of white cloth that had turned yellow.

There was no amazing radiance.

There was no overwhelming pressure that shook the mountains and forests.

The two knives even looked somewhat worn.

But the moment they appeared, the chirping of insects in the mountains and forests disappeared.

Ye Chen held his left hand in a reverse grip and his right hand in a forward grip.

The two swords spun in his palms and finally rested firmly on his forearms.

His shoulders then relaxed.

It's like someone who has been wandering for a long time finally grasping the most familiar thing again.

"The old buddy is still the most convenient."

He looked up and smiled brightly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

"Next, I will try my best to leave you with a complete corpse."

"Clatter!"

The white-haired rat demon immediately knelt down.

Because, the moment Ye Chen gripped the twin blades, two wisps of black energy slowly rose from the blades.

Black energy swirled behind him, and blurry demonic figures appeared one after another.

There are giant beasts with broken horns, headless demonic birds, and a terrifying being with two wings on its back and only half a face remaining.

But even though it was just a lingering shadow of resentment, it still made the demons feel suffocated.

"An aura of a demon saint..."

The white-haired rat demon stared intently at the two knives, its teeth chattering wildly.

"That's the vengeful spirit left behind by a demon saint-level expert after their death!"

"These two knives..."

"He dissected the corpse of a demon saint-level expert!"

Jinling Wuzhong.

Ye Long's face darkened instantly when he saw the two boning knives.

He was very familiar with those two knives.

Back then, when he was fighting the Demon Saint in Guixu, that little brat was squatting on the outskirts of the battlefield with these two knives, waiting to pick up the Demon Saint's remains.

When he finished fighting and looked back...

All the valuable demon bones, demon tendons, and fragments of inner cores are gone.

Even more outrageous is that this so-called disguise was simply two wraps of white cloth around the hilt of the knife.

Do you think I'm blind?!

"Snap!"

Five deep finger marks were left on the stainless steel pipe beside Ye Long's hand.

Hearing the noise, Lu Changming quickly turned around.

"Commander Ye, where are you going?"

"Nowhere."

Ye Long had his back to him, and his voice was frighteningly calm.

"The Zhenguo Army will repair any damaged items at the school at the agreed price."

He walked forward and came to a group of officers.

The group sensed the murderous aura emanating from their commander and immediately stood at attention.

"Greetings, Commander!"

Ye Long raised his hand and pointed to the playground.

"The four of you will take over the guard duty."

"No monster is allowed to approach the students until I return."

"The defenses have fallen; go to court to receive your punishment!"

The four officers felt a chill run down their spines.

"yes!"

next moment.

A crimson aura erupted from Ye Long's body.

As the night deepened, a sinister smile crept across his lips.

"You little brat..."

"I've finally found you!"

"boom!"

The edge of the stage suddenly collapsed.

Ye Long soared into the sky, leaving a trail of blood-red rainbow as he swept across the sky above Jinling, disappearing into the depths of the night in the blink of an eye.

"Why did Commander Ye leave?"

"Another powerful demon king has appeared in the city?"

"Who cares? There are so many people from the First Division here, let's keep watching!"

The students discussed it briefly, but quickly turned their attention back to the broadcast.

Only Yan Cong stared at the direction Ye Long disappeared in, his lips twitching wildly.

It's over! It's over!

Old Ye, you idiot!

Why are you taking out your old buddy for no reason?

Your dad found out about you!

Yan Cong quickly dialed Ye Chen's number.

"Hello, the number you dialed is not in service area..."

the second time.

the third time.

It remains the same.

Yan Cong looked down at the sack in the broadcast footage and completely gave up.

Ye Chen's phone was probably stuffed in the spatial sack, so the signal couldn't get through at all.

"You little rascal, it's not that your father didn't want to save you,"

"Brother, I called you three times."

Yan Cong put away his phone with a face full of grief.

"If you don't answer, don't blame me for not saving you when you get beaten up later."

In the mountains and forests.

The cat demon was clearly aware of the danger.

It suddenly grabbed the sack on its shoulder and threw it to the white-haired rat demon.

"Catch!"

The white-haired rat demon hurriedly grabbed it.

"call!"

A black, eerie light shot into the sky.

The cat demon tilted its head back and let out a shriek, its tailbone splitting open one after another.

One!

Two!

Six brand-new tails pierced through the demonic light, joining the original long tail, and danced wildly behind it.

A total of seven!

"All demons, heed my command!"

"Split up and break through!"

This abandoned air-raid shelter runs across the edge of the formation.

The export point is located outside the jurisdiction of Jinling.

The city-sealing formation could no longer suppress them.

As long as they split up and rush into the mountains and forests, it would be impossible for just two humans to stop all the great demon kings!

Ye Chen's eyes suddenly lit up.

He stared at the seven tails behind the cat demon, his breathing quickening.

"So you're a seven-tailed spirit cat."

"Moreover, his bloodline has not yet fully awakened."

He stared at the cat demon, his smile growing wider.

"I made a profit."

"Tonight was a huge success!"

"Hahaha!"

A chill ran down the cat demon's spine, but he still stepped forward, gritting his teeth and standing in front of the group of demons.

"You can leave, but I'll stop you..."

"Bang!"

The airburst sounded without warning.

The cat demon's pupils contracted sharply.

A chill ran down its neck as Ye Chen appeared behind it, his twin swords still in the position after the slash.

"So fast..."

The next moment, the cat demon's head was severed from its neck.

But just as its head flew off, it clasped its hands together and forcefully pressed it back down.

Flesh and blood grew wildly, and the cut closed.

Of the seven long tails behind it, one quickly turned to ashes.

"Holy shit!"

"Can the head be reattached?"

"It's missing a tail!"

The cat demon leaped backward several times, landing on the treetop a hundred meters away, and touched its neck in shock.

Ye Chen flicked the demonic blood off the blade and spoke as if reciting a familiar story.

"Among the civet family, each tail can die in place of the last."

"After the life-saving ability is exhausted, a few individuals with pure bloodlines will break free of their shackles in dire circumstances."

He looked up at the cat demon, his tone so gentle it sent chills down your spine.

"You'll be most valuable then."