After breaking up with my girlfriend, I became a Great Sage of the Demon Clan.

Erlang Shen nodded in satisfaction.

"The reason I invited you heroes here today is not because of anything important."

The leader, a bald man with a face full of scars, grinned maliciously.

“I know, I know, Miss Zhou ran away, right? These kinds of kids love playing the game of running away from home. Brother Zhou, just say the word and I'll ransack Cihe City tomorrow.”

The other thugs echoed this sentiment.

"Yes, yes, Brother Zhou, just say the word."

"Don't worry, Brother Zhou. We brothers may not be good at other things, but we have plenty of eyes and ears in the underworld. We'll definitely get these things done for you."

Erlang Shen stood up and clasped his hands in a fist salute to the gang leaders.

"Then I'll have to trouble you all. I can't just leave without showing my appreciation for your help this time."

Erlang Shen clapped his hands.

Before long, five people came over, each carrying a plate filled with gold bars.

Erlang Shen laughed.

"Consider it a meal for all of you brothers."

In front of each gang leader were gold bars worth millions.

Money makes things easier.

After hearing Erlang Shen's words that whoever found Zhou Yan would be richly rewarded, the thugs left with smiles on their faces.

As soon as the person left, Zhou Yan's adoptive father awkwardly came up.

"Xiao Tao, I'll pay for this."

He already felt guilty that his daughter had run away, and Zhou Yan's adoptive father really didn't have the face to ask Erlang Shen to pay for finding Zhou Yan.

Erlang Shen shook his hand.

“Wanwan’s affairs are my affairs. Consider this small amount of money as a bride price.”

Zhou Yan's adoptive parents were deeply moved. What a wonderful child! They even began to feel that their daughter was not good enough for Erlang Shen.

How can a woman who gets pregnant while traveling be a good match for such a considerate and upright young man?

On Erlang Shen's side, he began to ponder what Bai Ze, that wicked beast, was doing and where he would go after running away.

Erlang Shen didn't have any deep-seated hatred for Bai Ze. Although Bai Ze had toyed with Erlang Shen's feelings and reputation, he wasn't completely malicious like Nezha, who manipulated Erlang Shen's feelings repeatedly.

Therefore, when Erlang Shen thought about Bai Ze, he was still able to remain calm enough to consider Bai Ze's purpose.

Once you've figured out the goal, all that's left is the path to reach it. So, once you figure out what this newly awakened Bai Ze wants to do, capturing Bai Ze is just a matter of time.

But will Bai Ze, who has just awakened, really do something with a purpose?

Erlang Shen suspected that Zhou Yan might not yet have reached the level of that white-haired monster from back then, and that his current actions might just be a subconscious risk-avoidance behavior.

The cell phone rang at that moment.

"I am Zhou Wanwan, and I am currently in Anxin Community, Dahe Street!"

"Come and arrest me if you dare!"

Zhou Yan's adoptive parents looked at Erlang Shen.

Erlang Shen silently put his phone aside.

Bai Ze...

What exactly does this despicable beast want to do?

Chapter Thirty-Five: Arrest

The murderous intent slid across Zhou Yan's back like a sharp blade.

As Zhou Yan sidestepped, a sharp sword aura came from behind him, slicing open a trash can beside him.

Zhou Yan turned around and saw a figure wearing a black robe and a black mask behind him.

The man walked casually down the road, the sword in his hand gleaming coldly.

Zhou Yan opened the person's attribute panel.

Zhou Yan clicked on it.

Name: Square

Lu's age: 37.

Liu's height: 178 cm.

Three weight: 80kg.

Personal attributes.

Personal strength: 5 (1 represents the average physical fitness of an adult)

Secondary neural reaction speed: 5

Agility: 5

Stamina: 12

Intelligence: 3 (Speed ​​only)

Spirit: 3

Perception: 5

Bloodline: Monkey Demon (Awakening Level 69%).

Bloodline Awakening Passive Skill.

Demonic Aura: Covered in demonic aura, greatly increasing damage.

Swordsmanship Expertise: This person possesses elite-level swordsmanship.

Sword Qi: Possesses profound internal energy and can control sword qi.

Judging from Zhou Yan's attributes, he should be an awakened being at the demon level.

Normally, Zhou Yan wouldn't even bother to glance at such an awakened individual, but now, this awakened individual, whose physical attributes are five times that of a normal person, can easily defeat Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan tried using chat flow.

“I didn’t see anything, and besides, you were wearing a mask and a cloak.”

The Awakened One opposite silently raised his foot. It wasn't a matter of whether he had seen or not; the target had just told Zhou Yan to escape, so who knows what connection this person had with the target.

To cut weeds, we must remove the roots.

The person opposite him slowly lifted his foot, but by the time Zhou Yan noticed the movement, the person was already in front of him, and the silver longsword was aimed at Zhou Yan's chest.

Eight weeks later, Zhou Yan swung his sword and charged forward.

The Wusheng Martial Sword clashed with the blade of this man's sword, which was enveloped in demonic and sword energy, and the assassin let out a soft hum.

This sword is a finely crafted sword made of military-grade carbon steel, capable of cutting through iron like mud.

What's so special about that sword? It's just a...

The masked assassin's pupils contracted. Instead of slicing through the opponent's blade as he expected, the military carbon steel sword that clashed with the Shengwu sword broke in two and flew away in a streak of light.

Zhou Yan's current physical attributes are all above 2, less than half that of an assassin. Such a huge attribute gap cannot last in a real fight. If he wants to win, he must fight desperately.

Now the assassin was stunned by the ineffectiveness of his weapon. Zhou Yan took a step forward without hesitation and thrust the Shengwu Sword forward.

The four assassins instinctively retreated.

By retreating, er lost the initiative.

As mentioned earlier, at the same level of fighting, weight will become the decisive factor in the outcome. It is almost impossible for a person with a higher weight to lose to a person with a lower weight. Even legendary world boxing champions, whose fighting skills are already superb, would not dare to challenge an opponent who is 20 pounds lighter.

The assassin's physical abilities are more than twice that of Zhou Yan's, making it virtually impossible for Zhou Yan to win.

However, Zhou Yan brought weapons.

Weapons are the only tools that can bridge the gap between physical strength and weight. With weapons, you can kill even a 20-pound difference, let alone a 20-kilogram difference.

Zhou Yan's weapon was far superior to his opponent's, and the opponent lost the initiative due to fear. After Zhou Yan caught up, the masked man could only retreat and dodge continuously. The extra physical strength was practically useless with the weapon's enhancement.

The saying goes, "If you hold out for too long, you will lose." In the current situation, if we keep retreating, the moment we have nowhere left to retreat will be the moment the masked man dies.

So, a shadow shot straight down Zhou Yan's back in the darkness, and a gleaming silver dagger was thrust at the back of Zhou Yan's neck. Zhou Yan suddenly turned to the side, and the dagger pierced his shoulder, getting stuck right in his right shoulder bone.

Although the assassination attempt failed, the assassin on the other side breathed a sigh of relief.

In movies and TV series, some tough guys are slashed dozens of times and still fight on despite being covered in blood. These are artistic embellishments. For a normal person, if they are slashed anywhere, whether it's their hands, feet, or stomach, their fighting ability will decrease by 30%. Moreover, the various injuries caused by the tearing of wounds during strenuous exercise can quickly render a person unable to fight.

With the dagger lodged in Qi Zhouyan's shoulder bone, normally Zhouyan's sword-wielding hand would be useless. But these assassins didn't know that Zhouyan possessed the ability to transform.

Zhou Yan can't use many of the supernatural powers given to him by Nuwa, but they can still allow him to ignore most of the physiological problems caused by his wounds, provided that his internal organs are not damaged.

So, under the incredulous gaze of the assassin behind him, Zhou Yan ignored the problem caused by his wound, twisted his body, and plunged the Shengwu Sword into the assassin's chest.

The assassin's incredulous eyes dimmed.

Zhou Yan drew his sword, and a soft "whoosh" sound came out.

Lin Zhouyan's face turned bitter as a milky-white sword aura flew towards him, scattering sparks to his side.

A sniper had just arrived somewhere. Seeing that one of his teammates had been killed and another had quickly moved away, the sniper fired a sniper bullet at Zhou Yan without hesitation after clearing the space.

The firearm that could kill a fully awakened demon-level awakener could have easily turned Zhou Yan into mincemeat, but Zhou Yan still had a life-saving skill—Gouchen Sword Qi.

Ling sensed the sniper's location and, without Zhou Yan's prompting, the Gouchen sword energy flew towards the sniper's direction.

Zhou Yan shook off the assassin he had stabbed to death and rushed towards the exit of the residential area as fast as he could.

"Ah……"

A soft laugh exploded in Zhou Yan's ears as he ran.

Then two cold, translucent hands covered Zhou Yan's neck.

Zhou Yan's expression darkened.

Zhou Yan had sensed before that he was surrounded by a sense of crisis akin to death itself, and that none of the three assassins who came to kill him—whether they used swords, daggers, or sniper rifles—could possibly defeat the Gouchen Sword Qi.

Therefore, there must be another incredibly powerful Awakened One hiding somewhere, waiting to deliver a fatal blow from the shadows.

Now, the fatal blow has arrived.

Zhou Yan raised the Shengwu Sword, intending to use it to cut open the pair of hands, but the chill on his neck had already spread throughout his body, and he no longer had the strength to use the weapon to cut open the translucent hands.

There's nothing we can do.

Zhou Yan unleashed the last of the Gouchen sword qi, letting it circle around his neck before his semi-transparent hand shattered.

But a gunshot rang out from behind Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan felt a chill in his chest as several sword energies pierced through him from behind.

Blood bloomed on Zhou Yan's chest like a lotus flower.

Zhou Yan coughed up blood from his mouth and nose and collapsed limply to the ground.

The sword-wielding assassin, who had almost been chased and killed by Zhou Yan, breathed a sigh of relief. However, with the idea that one must finish off a deadly enemy, the sword-wielding assassin swung several more sword energies at Zhou Yan, attempting to cut off Zhou Yan's head, hands, and feet.

[蚆伍］?×【)熝＞％三×≮肆2賀缩：A translucent sword aura swept through the air, making a hissing sound.

"Bang bang..."

Just before the sword energy was about to pierce Zhou Yan's body, a three-pointed double-edged sword was placed behind Zhou Yan. Two invisible sword energies collided with the three-pointed double-edged sword and then dissipated into the wind.

Erlang Shen, dressed in a suit, came out.

Erlang Shen, with a cold expression, strolled towards the sword-wielding assassin.

Whether you call it aura or imposing presence, with each step Erlang Shen took, the sword-wielding assassin clearly felt the sounds and colors of the entire world receding, and the whole world revolving around Erlang Shen as its focal point.

The thumping footsteps were like a conductor's, making everything in the world stir and tremble in rhythm with Erlang Shen's footsteps.

Even though he was just one person, he already possessed an imposing aura.

The assassin instinctively sensed something was wrong; the approaching figure didn't seem like someone to be trifled with. But as he prepared to flee, Erlang Shen was already two meters in front of him, his three-pointed double-edged sword flashing silver as it slashed towards the assassin.

The assassin instinctively drew his short sword, which Zhou Yan had cut in half, to parry, preparing to roll away and escape after being knocked away.