Ninth Sword! Evil Extermination!

Xu Qing glanced back at Wang Changye's corpse, let out a soft sigh, and didn't say anything more. Even if there were any grudges, they should have been settled with Wang Changye's death.

Besides.

There wasn't much conflict between the two of them anyway.

"Senior!!!"

Yang Ye saw Xu Qing and his eyes widened. He hadn't recognized him at first until he saw the Iron Sword in Xu Qing's hand. His eyes lit up immediately. "It's really you!"

"That's great."

Qin Daniu was also overjoyed.

"Senior has indeed arrived."

The members of the Xin Patrol Team also spoke with joyful tones.

"Mm."

Xu Qing simply nodded lightly, his gaze flickering. He swung his sword, and the sword light, like a silver lightning bolt streaking across the night sky, cut down a Corpse Ghoul.

"Good sword!"

At this moment.

Xu Qing heard a voice of praise and looked towards the direction it came from. The one who had spoken was the mysterious man of unknown origin.

Most likely, he was someone from the Demon Extermination Agency.

Clearly.

This Demon Slayer had recognized the extraordinary nature of the Iron Sword in Xu Qing's hand.

"Senior."

Xu Weiran looked up. He was fighting a Black-haired Zombie, his weapon a ring-pommel saber. "With Senior's help, we'll be like a tiger with wings. Please act quickly."

"Are you the Sword Techniques expert who appeared on Hongye Street a while ago?"

That Demon Slayer asked.

"I wouldn't call myself a Sword Techniques expert,"

Xu Qing replied. "I just know a few sword techniques."

Clang!

Xu Qing's gaze was indifferent, his tone calm, as if there were no emotional ripples. "Also, are all the people in your Yamen just eating dry rice? How did this situation escalate to this point? I don't believe your Yamen couldn't have known about it."

"I am merely following orders."

The Demon Slayer didn't say much more.

Roar!!!

A roar sounded.

The White-haired Zombie was tall, reaching two meters in height, and covered in white fur. If seen from a distance, it looked like a white-furred great ape.

However.

The White-haired Zombie was emitting a chilling black aura, a condensation of corpse qi and yin qi. This aura had corrosive effects and was accompanied by sharp claws.

Its strength was immense.

Although its movements were stiff, its speed was not slow.

Clang! Clang! Clang!!!

The Demon Slayer's weapon was an Iron Ruler, which he wielded with great force, each move carrying immense power.

Upon closer inspection.

This Demon Slayer's martial arts were extremely high, his footwork agile, and his realm had reached the level of Transforming Force, surpassing Dark Force. His Force could be distributed to every part of his body.

Very strong.

Indeed very strong.

Similarly.

The White-haired Zombie was also very powerful, with domineering strength and great speed. The battle between the two sides became increasingly fierce, and a victor could not be determined in a short time.

On the other side.

Xu Weiran and the others were also not weak, all having reached the level of Dark Force. Xu Weiran had even reached the peak of Dark Force, and Zhao Jingyuan had also broken through to Dark Force a few days ago.

The reason Zhao Jingyuan was able to break through was naturally because Xu Qing had given him the Spirit Cloud Powder, and Zhao Jingyuan had paid Xu Qing in silver.

After taking the Spirit Cloud Powder, Zhao Jingyuan went into seclusion for several days, recovering from his hidden injuries and, with accumulated power, breaking through from peak Bright Force to Dark Force.

The other Constables were also mostly Dark Force martial artists.

"Kill!"

Xu Qing shouted softly. He naturally made his move, his Iron Sword slashing out with extreme speed and sharpness, killing Corpse Ghoul after Corpse Ghoul.

This way.

The pressure on Xu Weiran and the others eased considerably.

It could be said that.

With Xu Qing joining the battlefield, Xu Weiran's side had gained a subtle advantage, slaying Corpse Ghoul after Corpse Ghoul. Of course, some people also died.

"Die!"

Pfft!

Xu Qing stepped forward, executing the Serpent Evasion Technique, and killed his way over at top speed. Zhao Jingyuan barely had time to react before the Black-haired Zombie he had been fighting was decapitated by Xu Qing's sword.

"What?!"

Zhao Jingyuan's eyes widened. He stared at the headless corpse that had fallen to the ground, finding it difficult to accept for a moment. "It was killed in a single blow."

Keep in mind.

Zhao Jingyuan had only managed to hold off this Black-haired Zombie until now, and he had been in constant peril, nearly being bitten several times.

And now.

This master of Sword Techniques had killed it instantly with one sword strike.

"Th-thank you, senior..."

Zhao Jingyuan said respectfully.

"Mm."

Xu Qing merely nodded.

"Roar!!!"

Suddenly.

Just then.

More commotion came from within the Thousand Treasures Pavilion.

With a loud 'bang'.

A sturdy white figure smashed through the doors and charged out of the Thousand Treasures Pavilion. It moved incredibly fast, immediately plunging into the battlefield.

"Ah!!!"

Pfft! Pfft!

Screams rang out.

Two people, unable to dodge in time, were killed on the spot by this sturdy white figure. One had its neck bitten off, and the other had its head crushed.

"Black-haired Zombie!"

"This..."

"Another Black-haired Zombie!!!"

"..."

Everyone screamed, their expressions filled with terror.

It's important to remember.

Black-haired Zombies are extremely powerful. Only martial artists who have reached the Transforming Force stage can fight them and have the strength to slay them.

However.

At the scene.

The only one who was a Transforming Force martial artist was that Demon Slayer.

If there was only one Black-haired Zombie, that Demon Slayer could defeat it. But if he had to fight two, he wouldn't be a match for them.

Moreover.

He could very well be cornered and killed by two Black-haired Zombies.

"!!!"

The Demon Slayer's pupils contracted, and he took a step back, already having thoughts of retreating. "This is troublesome. The situation is not good. Two Black-haired Zombies have already appeared, and we don't know if there are any other Black-haired Zombies inside the Thousand Treasures Pavilion."

"If another one appears, we will all die here."

"Hoo..."

"It looks like we need to retreat."

Clearly.

The Demon Slayer was already considering a retreat.

In fact.

Xu Weiran, Zhao Jingyuan, Yang Ye, and everyone else present had thoughts of retreating. The appearance of another Black-haired Zombie from the Thousand Treasures Pavilion had struck a nerve.

Just as that Demon Slayer had said.

If another Black-haired Zombie were to charge out of the Thousand Treasures Pavilion.

Understood.

Everyone here will die.

Not a single one will escape.

"I'll do it."

Swish!

Xu Qing stepped forward, standing not far from the Demon Slayer. He looked at the other White-haired Zombie and said, "Leave this White-haired Zombie to me."

"You?!"

The Demon Slayer's eyes widened in surprise. "Are you sure?"

"Indeed."

Xu Qing nodded. "The Black-haired Zombie couldn't even withstand one of my sword strikes, so I want to see how many strikes it takes to bring down this White-haired Zombie."

"Alright."

The Demon Slayer nodded. "If you can't handle it, we'll retreat immediately."

"Kill!"

Xu Qing let out a soft shout. He took a step forward, unleashing the Serpent Evasion Technique, and rapidly charged towards the White-haired Zombie, his Iron Sword already thrusting out.

Roar!!!

The White-haired Zombie roared.

Boom!

A loud noise.

It could be seen.

As the White-haired Zombie swiped its claw, strands of black energy condensed on its surface, forming terrifying baleful qi in its palm.

Bang!

Xu Qing's pupils contracted. He felt an immensely powerful force. Because of the terrifying baleful qi in the White-haired Zombie's palm, his Iron Sword failed to wound it.

Crack!

Instead, Xu Qing was forced back several steps by the claw. With each step, he stomped on the ground, creating footprints that absorbed the impact.

Clearly.

Xu Qing was only at the peak of Dark Force, having not truly entered the Transforming Force level. The White-haired Zombie, however, was already a monster equivalent to the Transforming Force level.

Therefore.

In terms of pure strength, Xu Qing was no match for the White-haired Zombie.

"Thirteen Sword Strikes of Life-Taking."

Clang! Clang!

Xu Qing understood. He stopped trying to confront the White-haired Zombie head-on, as he knew he would definitely lose in a direct clash.

So.

Xu Qing unleashed the Thirteen Sword Strikes of Life-Taking.

"Sword Out Throat Cut!"

Clang!

Xu Qing thrust his sword out, as fast as lightning.

Clang!

At the White-haired Zombie's throat, thick white fur rapidly grew, condensing dense baleful qi, which blocked Xu Qing's sword strike.

If it had been a Black-haired Zombie, Xu Qing would have already decapitated it with this sword strike.

However.

The White-haired Zombie blocked it.

Roar!

The White-haired Zombie roared and lunged at Xu Qing.

Swish!

Xu Qing dodged, using the Serpent Evasion Technique. He circled the White-haired Zombie, engaging in a close-quarters battle, occasionally thrusting his sword out to find an opening.

"Kill!"

Xu Qing's Iron Sword struck out.

Second strike! Returning Wind Seizing Moon!

Swish!

Xu Qing thrust his sword again.

Puff!

Blood splattered.

This sword strike injured the White-haired Zombie, slicing off a piece of flesh from its left arm, which fell to the ground.

Roar!

The White-haired Zombie was enraged.

Third sword strike! Azure Edge Slices the Face!

Xu Qing's eyes flashed. Seizing the opportunity, he quickly moved forward and unleashed another sword strike. The sword technique shifted, and with lightning speed, he sliced off the White-haired Zombie's nose.

Fourth sword strike...

Fifth sword strike...

Sixth sword strike...

"Ninth sword strike! Evil Cleaving Annihilation!"

Puff!

Xu Qing let out a soft cry. His force condensed, and Dark Force penetrated the Iron Sword in his hand. The Level 10 Iron Sword also possessed an evil-dispelling effect.

Coupled with the successive strikes Xu Qing had delivered, the White-haired Zombie was already wounded.

The ninth sword strike was unleashed.

Swish!

A sword's hum echoed.

Xu Qing's strike reached its peak, like a long rainbow piercing the sun. Before the astonished and shocked eyes of everyone present.

Crack!

Puff!

Blood splattered.

Xu Qing's sword struck the White-haired Zombie's forehead, piercing through its brow and exiting from the back of its head.