From Low Martial Arts to the Magical World

"What are you doing? Do you want to kill the demon with a bar knife?" The city guard cursed. "No." Qichuan stood on the city wall made of high-level earth magic, looking at the layers of demons in front of him. "Then why are you still waiting and watching? Use magic to blast me!" The city guard had just released an intermediate magic, and when he saw Qi Chuan like this, the veins on his head jumped. "Okay." Qi Chuan dodged behind the guard and struck a knife with his hand, then jumped down toward the group of demons more than a hundred feet below. That day, a city guard who fainted did not see the sword light outside the city dyeing half of the sky red, the ferocious monsters being chopped into Lego blocks, the commander-in-chief Yi Canglang being chopped into two halves, and the tidal demon tribe being chased and chopped to his hometown by a young man. He wiped the blade and said, "The demon can't cut me."