Urban Demon Slayer - Chapter 950

As for the surrounding environment, it seems that there is no change, but in fact it is finally in the real world – this is the genius of Hu Di’er, first let you decipher a layer of illusion, thinking that you are saved and freed, in fact, the real nightmare Just getting started.

Tianshan is still the same Tianshan.

On Wangyun Peak, the deep pit next to Hu Di’er is still there.

Wang Qianchen also kept his promise and changed back to his own appearance.

“It turns out that you will also transform…” Hu Di’er stared straight at Wang Qianchen, her anger still did not subside, and she was full of murderous aura.

“Not only will it transform, but it will also create illusions… I’m not as strong as you…” Wang Qianchen willingly bowed.

“This, can you?” Hu Di’er couldn’t wait to kill Wang Qianchen.

If before, he still held an attitude of indifference, cynicism and cat catching tigers, after Wang Qianchen became his lover, he finally completely aroused his anger, and wished that he would be smashed into pieces immediately!

Hu Di’er held the green flute beside his mouth, and a fast and passionate score was quickly played, and countless wind blades shot out, quickly slashing towards Wang Qianchen.

“Whistle-”

The wind blade cut through the air, almost overwhelming the sky, covering all directions and angles, almost tearing Wang Qianchen to pieces.

On the other hand, Wang Qianchen pointed his toes a little, instead of retreating, he rushed forward towards those wind blades, as if he was not worried about turning into a hedgehog at all.

Seeing this scene, Hu Di’er was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting Wang Qianchen to be so brave.

“If you want to die quickly, then I’ll satisfy you!” Hu Di’er chuckled and played the flute in his mouth again. More wind blades were created, covering the sky and everywhere for a while.

Wang Qianchen didn’t have the slightest fear, and continued to charge forward without reducing his speed, and his toes made several traces on the snow.

Just when the wind blade was about to wrap and tear Wang Qianchen, a faint red light suddenly flashed, and then turned into several red light curtains, covering Wang Qianchen’s body.

Above the light curtains, there are faint black and white Tai Chi patterns.

“Ding ding ding–”

Those seemingly indestructible wind blades smashed or bounced off after hitting these red light curtains with tai chi patterns. They couldn’t hurt Wang Qianchen in the slightest, nor could they stop him from walking.

Hu Di’er’s pupils shrank instantly, and she couldn’t understand what was going on.

Of course, if Feng Jiujiu was here, he would be able to recognize at a glance that this was the “Tai Chi Talisman”!

…

hours ago.

Gan Province, in a certain mountain range.

After burying the corpse of the Huabao King, the Golden Eagle King left, and Wang Qianchen also received a call from Lu Qiao. After learning the news of the “Shanhe Shejitu”, he was about to fly to Tianshan, but a few figures broke through the air. Come, approach quickly.

Not long after, these people landed in front of Wang Qianchen. It was Chen Wanhe, Fat Tou Tuo, Thin Tou Tuo, and Gao Tou Tuo—there was no Short Tou Tuo, he had already died in Buda Mountain.

Since escaping from the desert, Wang Qianchen has never seen Chen Wanhe again. When he sees him again now, of course he is very nervous, worried that he will deal with him again.

Chen Wanhe asked worriedly, “Is there still no whereabouts of He Jun?”

Wang Qianchen was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: “No!”

He knew in his heart that Chen Wanhe also knew about He Jun – it should be Song Chongjian who told him. Although Chen Wanhe chased He Jun out of Tianqi, but He Jun later killed Autou Tuo and rescued Gao Tou Tuo, which obviously won Chen Wanhe’s heart.

Knowing that He Jun disappeared inexplicably, Chen Wanhe must do his part.

Sure enough, Chen Wanhe continued: “I checked, and it wasn’t Hu Di’er who did it.”

Wang Qianchen nodded, expressing his approval of the result, which was the same as his investigation result, and also understood why Chen Wanhe came here—after knowing about He Jun, his first suspect was also Hu Dier, after all, the Western Demon Emperor Being good at change is well known.

Hu Di’er’s eight-hundred-year-old feast, obviously he was also present. After the end, he followed him.

Chen Wanhe asked again: “It wasn’t him, who could it be? Who took He Jun away in your appearance?”

Wang Qianchen also wanted to figure out this question, but he could only shake his head now.

Chen Wanhe sighed, and then threw something.

Wang Qianchen stretched out his hand to catch it. It was a shining jade pendant with a Tai Chi pattern on it. It was the legendary magic weapon of Yuanshi Tianzun, an artifact with a body-protecting function—the Tai Chi Talisman!

When he was on Mount Huangshan, Wang Qianchen worked hard, and thanks to Feng Jiujiu’s help, he got the Taiji talisman, but in order to gain a firm foothold in [Tianqi], he gave it to Chen Wanhe.

At this moment, Chen Wanhe gave him the Tai Chi seal, which naturally made him puzzled.

“The guy who can become you is not weak, maybe he will stare at you… Hold it, it can save your life at a critical moment.” Chen Wanhe carried his hands behind his back, his long hair was messed up by the mountain wind.

Wang Qianchen still looked at him puzzled.

When did Chen Wanhe treat himself so well?