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Lu Yan opened his eyes in the snow and became a poor farmer outside Xuzhou City. Home In the snow nest in the back mountain, he fought with his life to kill a thin wolf with evil eyes. Hot wolf blood entered his throat, and his mind suddenly shook: [Kill evil spirits, merit +1]. Killing demons and slaying demons can actually gain heavenly merits? Can merit be derived from martial arts? Looking at the lonely word "" flashing in his consciousness, Lu Yan smiled. From then on, in the business of demon slayers in Xuzhou, a ruthless person who did not follow common sense got involved. While others competed for the half-completed technique, he used his merit points to give infinite deductions to the "Three Movements of Splitting Firewood" passed down from his family. [Three moves of chopping firewood→Flow-cutting knife technique→Nine chops of overlapping waves→Dividing the sea and eight wilderness... (Insufficient merit)] The Golden Tent of the Northern Desert Royal Court moved south, the Ten Thousand Monsters Cave opened a gap in the netherworld, the border guards died in battle, and the city of Xuzhou was in danger. The city walls are about to be broken down, corpses are scattered everywhere, and despair is shrouded. Lu Yan climbed onto the dilapidated city gate tower. Looking at the demonic tide and the Mobei cavalry below that blocked the sky and the sun, he looked at the merit points that had been accumulated in his consciousness for a long time and were as majestic as the sea. And, the final form of the technique that has been deduced to the end and shines brightly. The demon king sensed the terrifying aura and shouted: "Who is coming? Tell me your name!" Lu Yan slowly raised his sword, and a shadow as solid as a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood appeared behind him. They were all the evil monsters he had killed. "Liangzhou, Lu Yan." On this day, outside Liangzhou City, there was a mortal sword. Cut off the demon tide, kill the king's court, and become a saint through merit.