The saint starts out by traveling around the world with a group of elves.

Chapter 437 Play the long game and catch big fish

Wu Si was shocked, but before he could figure out how to get away with it, Mr. Zhao sniffed the air and his face suddenly turned ferocious!

"Great! How dare you break into my house!!"

Before he finished speaking, a flying sword flashed by. The purple sword that had been reshaped by Chu Yi had already fallen into the category of top-grade spiritual weapons. The weapons of the cultivators in the Tiangu Realm were divided into ordinary weapons, spiritual weapons, magic weapons, treasure weapons, and Taoist weapons, from low to high. The cultivators' methods were also divided into ordinary level, spiritual level, magic level, treasure level, and Taoist level.

The top-grade spiritual sword technique, the Shadow-Splitting Sword, plus the ultimate spiritual weapon, the Purple Light Sword. At such a close distance, and with the sudden attack, there was naturally no reason for Master Zhao to avoid it!

In just a moment, three sword lights flashed and Master Zhao in front of him was not only beheaded, but his body was also cut in half!

"Damn it! I'm going to eat you!!"

But Mr. Zhao did not die, or rather, this true believer of the Cult of Suffering did not die!

【Suffering Believer】

[Level: Level 92]

[Danger Level: Extremely High]

Wu Xinrou did not take action. On the one hand, there was no need. On the other hand, she had more important things to do later. Before that, she just needed to ensure An Xue's safety.

As for whether An Xue could defeat this [Suffering Believer], Wu Xinrou was not too worried.

【An Xue】【Sword Cultivator】

[Level: Level 78]

[Danger Level: Extremely High]

Judging from the level alone, An Xue is indeed far behind this [Suffering Believer], but the level is only a reference. Wu Xinrou is the most intuitive understanding. The dark blue name of [Sword Cultivator] against the blue-green name of [Flesh and Blood Believer] can actually explain a lot of things.

Like Wu Datou, the body of this [Suffering Believer] is a fusion of internal organs and flesh and blood that is indistinguishable. Not only is it wriggling, it is also extremely active.

What’s different from Wu Datou is that the black flesh of this [Bitter Believer] is also extremely aggressive!

The scene before him not only frightened Wu Si, but also An Xue's face, which showed discomfort and disgust. Only Wu Xinrou, who had hidden her figure, maintained a calm expression.

How to describe the scene before my eyes? A huge mountain of meat, a mixture of black meat, skin, hair, and brocade cloth, put into a blender, and then kneaded into an irregular meat ball, and then a fat human head full of wrinkles was stuffed in the center of the meat ball. This is roughly the visual effect.

Each piece of black meat seemed to have self-awareness. As An Xue pinched the sword gestures, the purple sword kept shuttling back and forth. The black meat pieces cut off by this extremely uncomfortable [Bitter Flesh Believer] actually bounced up directly and grew teeth in a strange form, like a group of strange black flesh worms, flying straight towards An Xue!

An Xue frowned, made a sword gesture, and the spotless purple sword flew back into her water. As her spiritual power was stimulated, An Xue slashed with her hand, and the sword energy formed a sword net, which killed all the fleshworms that flew over!

"Ah~!!"

But Wu Si obviously didn't have such strength. Two flesh worms pounced on his face, bit open Wu Si's skin in an instant, and drilled in in the blink of an eye!

The following scene was a little difficult to describe, but in the end, An Xue was kind-hearted and ended Wu Si’s pain with one sword.

"Haha~! You can't kill me with this, little girl, let me taste you!"

Although only a disgusting human head was left, this [Suffering Believer] did not lose the ability to speak. Its arrogant words made An Xue feel uncomfortable. After all, she was only a 14-year-old girl. How could An Xue bear such humiliation!

The sword intent was condensed and unstoppable, the sword energy soared into the sky, a large amount of spiritual power gathered on the purple sword, and in an instant the purple light illuminated half the sky!

The house was shattered into pieces. An Xue flew up on her sword. Her delicate and tender face became extremely serious. The black worms continued to fly towards her, but at this moment An Xue suddenly closed her eyes.

Sword Formation·Lone Star Shadow!

Sword cultivators are not good at defense, but in fact, as long as they kill fast enough and make the enemy unable to get close to them, and even unable to attack them, that is the most powerful defense!

Lone Star Painting Shadow is the famous skill of Master Qingyou. The more swords in a sword formation, the better. However, Lone Star Painting Shadow does the opposite and forms a formation with just one sword!

But don't underestimate this sword formation. Although An Xue is not very skilled in using it, she has no problem dealing with a [Suffering Believer]!

The so-called drawing shadow is actually extremely fast, so fast that afterimages appear, so fast that just one sword can have the power of tens of millions of swords!

In just a moment, all the worms that had grown out of the black meat disappeared. Not only that, the [Suffering Believer] was even more like a potato that was being peeled. The scene was extremely bloody!

[The Suffering Believer] tried to resist, but it couldn't even see the shadow of the purple sword. A black hand spewed out towards An Xue, but An Xue, who was flying with the sword under her feet, would not be hit by such an attack.

If other cultivators came, they would probably be disgusted by the regeneration and immortality of this "Suffering Believer", but the sword cultivator was the only one who was not worried about this.

There are very few things that can stand still and serve as targets for sword practitioners, and this [Suffering Believer] is obviously not one of them.

So Mr. Zhao planned to run away, not because of fear, but because it was meaningless to fight here.

With a loud bang, the huge black mass of flesh exploded and split into several groups, fleeing madly in all directions. An Xue wiped out two of them, but the rest had disappeared without a trace under the cover of night.

But An Xue did not feel any regret or unwillingness, because the real hunter had already set out.

Mr. Zhao was very cautious. He made several escaped black blood clots circle around for several times, and then abandoned two of them. The rest gathered together and turned into a human again.

However, at this time, Mr. Zhao's weight has probably shrunk to 300 kilograms.

There is no anger or frustration, nor loss and regret, these useless emotions that only people have. Generally speaking, as the degree of corruption increases, it is difficult for them to appear in demons.

Mr. Zhao obviously cannot be classified as a human being, so it is not difficult to explain this.

After carefully observing the surroundings and making sure there was no breath or smell of living people, Mr. Zhao dragged his fat body and used all four limbs to quickly leave the place.

After going around in circles again, Mr. Zhao finally made sure it was safe and began to head towards his destination. It was not some secret place, but on the contrary, it was just an inconspicuous alley in the city.

Because of the evil spirits, the alley had not been cleaned for a long time and was very dirty, smelly, and almost like a garbage dump. Lying there was an ordinary beggar, with a dirty head and a body covered with poisonous sores. He might have been beaten, and his body was covered with bruises. Even one of his legs was broken and swollen.

Rats were gnawing on his toes and cockroaches were crawling all over his body, but perhaps because the beggar was unconscious, he chose to ignore them all.

Mr. Zhao walked up to the beggar and prostrated himself.