Chapter 11: Slaughtering the Demon

Huff, huff…

Huff, huff, huff…

The bear demon’s breathing was as heavy as a broken bellows, but it didn’t dare to breathe deeply. It used both its left and right claws to tear through the long grass of the jungle in front of it, stumbling and crawling forward in a panic.

Its wound was already a mess of blood, and its fur was covered with mud, broken wood, torn vines, and grass juice.

It looked back from time to time.

Each time, it could accurately look at Ning Xuan’s position.

Ning Xuan held the Beast-Slaying Saber diagonally and followed at a leisurely pace.

But when he confirmed that the bear demon could still perceive him even so, he shouted from a distance in a hoarse voice, “Fool, your life is your own, the enemy is your boss’s, why don’t you run back quickly?”

The little bear demon couldn’t speak, but it understood.

It felt that it made a lot of sense.

Originally, it was still hesitating whether to bring this terrifying enemy back to its lair.

But now, it didn’t hesitate anymore.

It adjusted its direction, put all four limbs on the ground, and began to accelerate towards the depths of this old mountain.

Ning Xuan gripped the Beast-Slaying Saber and followed.

An incense stick’s time later, the little bear demon seemed to have reached a certain safe zone and roared with all its might, “Awooo.”

After roaring, it fell to the ground with a “thud.”

Several huge shadows rushed out of the dark cave first. After crawling out, they stood up on their hind legs and cast their fierce gazes at a certain place.

There, Ning Xuan was standing on a high mountain that the bear demons could not immediately attack.

He had followed the little bear demon, and when he was close enough, he had slightly changed his course and climbed a nearby “high mountain that could overlook the lowlands.”

He was just looking to see where the bear demons’ lair was, to observe, and then to test how strong the opponent’s experts were, and then decide what to do next.

Although he had not heard of “Han Ba’s” “standard bandit siege theory,” he also knew how to test.

If these bear demons were ridiculously strong and numerous, then he wouldn’t think about anything else. He would go back to the county and see the situation. If something was wrong, he would take the people of the Ning residence and run away at any time. If the situation did not allow him to take the people of the Ning residence, then he would pack up his gold and silver, stuff his bag with silver notes, and then run away with his old mother on his back.

His old mother had given birth to him and raised him, and he would never abandon her.

As for Old Han and the others, Ning Xuan did not have much confidence in them. After all, the weapons that Old Han and the others used were still within the cognitive range of normal martial artists, such as the “Storm Pear Blossom Needle” and “repeating crossbows.”

These weapons could injure the Mountain-Crashing Bear demon, but it was very difficult.

Because those sharp weapons would only be effective when the Mountain-Crashing Bear demon was “in a relatively static state and its face was facing the archer.” Otherwise, no matter how many arrows were shot, it would be like shooting at a bronze wall, useless.

In his nightmare, he had tried repeatedly, figured out the hanging basket, and with the advantage of a prophet of the cycle, he had succeeded.

Of course, Old Han and the others might also possess so-called “extraordinary powers.”

But, from their level of vigilance and the many deaths that had been exposed in the county yesterday, even if Old Han and the others had that power, it might not be enough.

He didn’t want to entrust his life and death entirely to others.

So, he had to test it himself.

He had to test it seriously, with all his might.

After one test, he would know whether he could fight or not.

On the high ground, the young man’s eyes were uncertain.

And below, the few bear demons standing on their hind legs were also staring at him fiercely.

Suddenly, the few bear demons standing on their hind legs moved aside, and a series of rumbling sounds came from the dark cave.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

It was like a drum beating on one’s heart.

Soon, a huge, ten-foot-tall black bear walked out from inside.

This black bear was taller, bigger, and stronger than all the other bear demons!

It was still holding half a human body in its left hand. It was holding a human leg, and the person had been roughly torn apart from the middle. Half of the neck was connected to half of the head, and the bulging eyes were still filled with intense fear. The clothes were not completely torn off, and from the figure, one could even tell that she was a beautiful woman before she died…

And the cut on the neck and head was very smooth, not as rough as the hand-torn body.

Ning Xuan’s gaze fell on the black bear’s blade-like sharp claws.

His pupils shrank slightly.

After the black bear stood still, the bear demon next to it respectfully whispered.

After the black bear heard it, it threw away the half of the human body and glanced at Ning Xuan’s position.

The man and the demon looked at each other from a distance, with a bit of the solemnity of a pre-battle duel.

Suddenly, the black bear stomped on the ground with one claw.

With a loud “bang,” the ground trembled violently, and the black bear had already turned into a black whirlwind, mixed with the sound of thunder, and rushed towards Ning Xuan.

If there were others here, they would not even be able to see the black bear’s appearance clearly, but could only see that in the jungle outside the cave, trees, regardless of height or thickness, were being broken like rotten wood, and rocks, regardless of size, were being completely shattered.

It was a roll of smoke and dust, a roll of black smoke and dust with the power of thunder.

In the black bear’s eyes, the strange human youth seemed to be stunned.

It was getting closer and closer.

Its innate demonic art could not be resisted head-on even by those of the same rank.

And just as it entered the range of ten steps of the human, the youth suddenly moved. This movement made it feel dizzy and unbelievable.

The youth’s speed was not only extremely fast, but also extremely clever.

The youth’s figure was moving backwards diagonally in an incredible posture, and even his body seemed to be falling backwards.

He was not only falling, but also retreating backwards.

His feet seemed to be greased.

The black bear didn’t care. Its innate demonic art didn’t care what kind of goods the opponent was. As long as it crashed into them, the opponent would definitely collapse!!

“Roar!”

With a roar, the black bear closed in again and again.

The youth retreated again and again.

Suddenly, the youth’s footsteps slowed down, as if he had been tripped by something.

A mocking look appeared in the black bear’s eyes. Then, taking advantage of his illness to take his life, the black bear’s arms were like a strong bow drawn, and its two claws were high above, and it suddenly leaped up and pounced fiercely at the youth!

Its eyes were fierce, its claws were ferocious, and the corners of its mouth were still stained with the flesh and blood of the people it had eaten.

This was the most ferocious strike of a beast hunting by instinct.

And just then, the youth in its eyes suddenly stopped completely.

With this stop, the youth’s figure spun like a top, and in two or three steps, he spun back. At the same time, his speed instantly increased to the extreme, and the long saber in the youth’s hand was also lifted by the wind.

The black bear sneered contemptuously, and the fishy saliva dripped from its bared melon-seed-like teeth.

The innate demonic art of the bear’s body was unleashed!

It pressed down on the saber.

But the expected scene of the “saber blade shattering inch by inch” did not happen.

The black bear suddenly felt a cold, tearing sensation.

That saber had shattered its innate demonic art, and had also torn through its thick, impenetrable skin. It had pierced through its bear paw, and then suddenly thrust into the air, and in an instant, it had pierced into its head.

A familiar power came from the tip of the saber. It was the power of its innate demonic art, “Bear Crushing the Mountain Peak.”

When this power was used by the small tip of the saber, it was even more concentrated, sharper, and more terrifying…

The black bear’s mung bean-like pupils showed an unbelievable look of confusion and fear.

In the blink of an eye, the next moment, its extremely hard head felt an extremely strong sense of shattering, and then a sharp pain in its brain.

Thump!!

Ning Xuan pierced through the black bear diagonally with one strike.

He held the saber with one arm and lifted the bear.

The saber blade pierced through the black bear’s palm and head, and the tip of the saber protruded from the back of its head, bringing out a dazzling and beautiful spray of blood. Then, a large amount of brain matter and shattered skull fragments also spewed out.