I sell demon meat in the city

Chapter 37 Fighting the Bull Demon
"moo"

The bull demon roared angrily to the sky again, its voice even louder than before, so loud that the ears of the two members of the special department bled.

The shock made Meng Qi move her small body back a little, and she picked at her ears in annoyance.

All you can do is yell, all you can do is yell. If you get chopped down, can't you come up with any other tricks?

annoying!

The bull demon is really annoying. This brat is dishonest. He said he'd cut off the left leg, so why the right arm? Why?
It glared angrily at Meng Qi, and after a roar, its kneeling body suddenly transformed, turning from the original Bull Demon King into a large yellow bull four or five meters long.

Such a robust and enormous body should have been majestic, but it looked rather pathetic because it was missing both its front and hind legs.

Upon seeing this, Meng Qi burst into laughter. "That's more like it! A beast should act like a beast. Why are you trying to act like a human? Do you even have any humanity?"

"moo"

It's unclear whether the big yellow ox understood Meng Qi's words, but it looked even angrier.

The bull's two eyes stared at Meng Qi, its curved horns gleaming coldly, and its two sharpest fangs bared. When the little girl raised her knife to strike again, the bull, though missing a front leg and a hind leg, nimbly turned and lowered its head, pointing its sharpest weapons, its two horns, at Meng Qi.

With a clang, the longsword clashed with the bull's horns. The bull demon and Meng Qi were pulled back by the force of the impact, each staggering a step back.

The bull demon was full of confidence. In terms of hardness, nothing could withstand its horns, and no fool would dare to go head-to-head with them; that would be simply asking for trouble.

Therefore, it believed that after this attack, the damned human brat's knife would definitely break.

As if in response to its thoughts, there was a "crack" sound, as if something was breaking.

The bull demon arrogantly raised its head, glancing contemptuously at the seven-colored hilt black knife in Meng Qi's hand, waiting for the blade to break in two.

With a "thud," something fell to the ground in response to a "crack."

The bull demon's disdainful gaze remained fixed on the long sword in Meng Qi's hand, but... how come it was still perfectly fine?

Whether it was its own imagination or not, it saw the knife in the cub's hand tremble slightly, then return to stillness and become motionless.

Bull Demon: ? ? ?
Why does it feel like it's being mocked?
A knife mocks it?
The bull demon thought he must have seen wrong. This was a world where even the energy of heaven and earth was scarce and polluted, and there were no proper cultivators at all. How could it possibly cultivate a magic weapon with a weapon spirit?
Totally impossible!
We should kill this little brat as soon as possible; it wants to devour her alive to vent its anger.

However, as soon as the bull demon stepped out with its left foot, it suddenly felt something poking it from the sole of its foot.

The bull demon looked down and, illuminated by the headlights of two cars in the middle of the road, saw a familiar, gray-black bull horn lying at its feet!

Bull Demon:
"moo"

The bull demon roared helplessly again, but this time the sound was not loud, and in addition to anger, it was also mixed with a little fear from the heart.

This little brat's knife looks pretty unusual!

It roared at Meng Qi twice, and seeing her retreat, it quickly turned around and swung its tail, running away in the opposite direction from where Meng Qi was standing.

"Hey? You run away just because you can't win?"

While she admired this kind of behavior, the fact that she was the one who could win now was a different story. After all, why would she let the beef that was already in her mouth get away?

Meng Qi leaped up and swung her sword at the bull demon's back. The invisible qi of the black iron sword slashed out in a crescent shape. With a "rip" sound, the hard leather was cut open, and a deep gash appeared on the bull's back, revealing the bone.

Lin Qingquan flashed to the front of the bull demon, his left hand holding the Qingyun Sword, which pointed directly at its right eye with a sharp aura.

The bull demon panicked and quickly rolled away, touching the wound on its back, which made it wince in pain.

At this moment, its not-so-bright brain suddenly realized that they, the bull demons, were a body-training race, with naturally hard skin as hard as iron. With further cultivation, ordinary swords, spears, and halberds could not harm their fur.

Didn't you see how ordinary people couldn't penetrate its skin even with weapons that were flaming and spewing fire?

But this little brat came and cut off one of its legs, and then its right arm. At that point, it should have realized that the knife in her hand was not simple, so it wouldn't have been so foolish as to use its horn to fight her head-on!

How could I not have thought of that? How could I not have thought of that?
The bull demon was filled with remorse.

Having dodged the one-armed man's sword energy, it fled in a panic in one direction.

Shulan dodged.

Their battlefield was in the fields, and three cars were parked on the road not far away. While her husband and daughter were fighting the bull demon, Meng Shulan quietly crept to the edge of the battlefield and moved the special department personnel who were lying motionless on the ground one by one to the side of the cars.

There were eight people in total, and she has now moved five of them to the side of the car.

Unfortunately, three of them had already stopped breathing, and the other two were seriously injured. She helped to treat their wounds and then got up to carry the sixth one.

Just then, they suddenly heard Lin Qingquan's desperate shouts.

Because of the excessive force used in that sword strike, coupled with the previous battle, Lin Qingquan's body was extremely exhausted, making it difficult for him to use his teleportation techniques effectively.

The bull demon was driven to desperation by the father and daughter. With only two legs left, it pushed its limits under the threat of death, running away at an incredible speed like a fugitive.

Meng Shulan did not dodge to the side.

Behind her were the wounded soldiers she had just moved in. It was easy for her to avoid them, but what about them?
They're all so young!
She straddled the ground with her left leg, her feet firmly planted on the earth. Her hands were clenched into fists as she thought about what Qingge had told her during each practice session: "It's okay if you can't focus your energy in your dantian. Just remember one thing: when you throw a punch, focus your attention on that punch, and then shout, 'Energy of heaven and earth, come!'"

"The energy of heaven and earth, come!"

In the blink of an eye, the bull demon was upon her. Meng Shulan shouted, focusing all her attention and strength in her left fist, and then slammed it down on the bull's head that was rushing towards her!

With a "thud," Meng Shulan flew backward and crashed into the off-road jeep behind her before falling to the ground with a thud.

"Shulan."

"mom"

Lin Qingquan and Meng Qi exclaimed in surprise at the same time, but before their voices could even fade, Meng Shulan had already scrambled to her feet, rubbing her lower back and waving her hand, "It's okay. I'm fine."

Lin Qingquan & Meng Qi:
The father and daughter looked at the bull demon again. It had finally collapsed to the ground after Meng Shulan's punch. Its skull was caved in, its eyes bulging out as if they might roll out at any moment, and its two remaining left legs were twitching, as if it were making a final struggle for its life.
See you tomorrow!

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