The devil descended from the sky, and his fists suppressed the mountains and rivers

Chapter 142: Coveting in secret with malicious intent

"Once I have mastered this move, I will come to see you again."

Monkalis took a deep breath, stood up from the ground, looked at Yi Beidou and said.

This man's strength far exceeded his expectations.

He himself is a person standing at the top of the world. He was once a high-ranking member of the long-standing Holy See. He has witnessed countless powerful beings and knows many secrets.

He once rebelled against the Vatican, and among the masters who hunted him, there was even a real "angel".

He originally thought that there was nothing in this world that could shock him, but he found out that he was wrong.

The man was standing right in front of him.

It is really a blessing to be able to meet such a person during this trip to Donghua.

"Monkalis, it's an honor to fight you. Goodbye."

His clothes were torn and blood was oozing from his pores. He looked extremely miserable and embarrassed, but he still looked extremely elegant as he performed the gentlemanly etiquette.

Then he turned and walked to the other side of the street.

He has already gotten what he wanted, and other things that happen in the Magic City have nothing to do with him anymore.

Yi Beidou watched the man walk away. The aura on his body slowly disappeared, the Seven Heavenly Evil Stars were completely lifted, and his body returned to normal.

A trace of blood could be seen oozing out of his pores, which was the result of the rupture of capillaries due to the rapid circulation of qi and blood.

Not only that, Yi Beidou also felt his internal organs churning, as if they were burned by flames, and he had a strong sense of discomfort.

The power of the Seven Evil Stars is getting stronger and stronger, and the side effects are also increasing.

With all seven stars appearing and his body damaged, he is no longer in peak condition and needs some time to recover.

In this situation, it is not appropriate to continue looking for opponents.

His eyes looked around the city, as if he passed through the tall buildings and saw the situation in the distance of the city.

Know the world by observing the weather.

The auras entangled with each other, colliding and stirring each other.

Fighting took place all over the city.

There are many familiar smells among them.

Zhou Qingchen, Huang Tianhu, Yue Ming.
He wasn't the only one fighting.

Moreover, the situation in the Demon City this time is different from that in Longhu Town.

The people in Longhu Town were just exchanging ideas and techniques, it couldn't even be called a real fight, everyone just stopped at the right time, the damage was not serious, and all the masters could be eliminated in one day.

As for the street fights in the Magic City, foreign warriors have bad intentions. Although they will not fight to the death, there will inevitably be great injuries in the duel. It is impossible to end it completely in a short time and it will inevitably continue for quite some time.

There is no need to rush.

Yi Beidou withdrew his gaze and glanced at Elena who was standing silently in the ruins. He ignored her and walked towards the direction where Zhu Ziru was.

"Where are you going next?"

Yi Beidou asked Zhu Zir.

"I'm going to continue walking around the city. Thank you for this. Here you go."

Zhu Ziru reached for the bag at her waist, took out a lollipop and handed it to Yi Beidou.

"It will be useful for your recovery."

Zhu Ziru said something, then waved her hand, and without staying, turned around and walked away.

"Let's go to the hotel first, and then you can make your own arrangements."

Yi Beidou said to Meng Qianyuan and others.

He needs to heal his injuries first, get back to his peak form, and then look for other opponents.

According to the demon's perception, Monkalis is not the most threatening "prey" in this city.

Elena watched Yi Beidou and his group get into the oversized SUV and drive away, and she let out a sigh of relief.

The look Yi Beidou gave her just now really made her feel terrified.

"Donghua, it looks quite dangerous. I need to change my plan. Being an observer seems to be a good choice."

"I wonder what will happen when this person faces off against the three people from Star Country. It's really exciting."

Elena whispered to herself and also turned and left.

For a moment, the streets returned to silence. Only the half-collapsed wall, the plowed-looking street, and the broken fountain in front of the commercial square told of what had just happened.

After all the saintly masters at the scene had left, the staff of the Special Security Bureau rushed over to deal with the scene.

The record of this matter and the relevant penalties will be sent to the consulate of the corresponding country afterwards. The damaged items will be compensated double, and it may even be put on the table as a bargaining chip for handling the corresponding relationship in the future.

Although this amount of fine is just a drop in the bucket for saintly masters and national forces, they still have to take every penny of the money they deserve.

The onlookers hiding in the buildings also took to the streets, erupting in uproar and discussion.

The various battles just now can no longer be described by martial arts.

Especially the battle between the last two people, Blue Flame and Golden Flame, many people actually took photos and pictures. Although the corresponding pictures were blurry, they still proved that it was not an illusion.

It is an indescribable shock.

These battle scenes and news will definitely be spread, and the relevant departments have made preparations.

After all, in addition to Yi Beidou, there is more than one person fighting for sainthood in the city today, and no matter how many people are mobilized, it cannot be concealed.

People should know the power of the sanctification of the flesh.

Among the onlookers, there was an Asian man of medium build who picked up his phone and started to speak in a low voice. He was not speaking Donghua language, but Japanese.

at the same time.

In a room on the top floor of the Shanghai World Financial Building.

The entire interior of the room is in pure Japanese style, with the main structure in the shape of a torii and red lines wrapped around the ceiling.

Above these red lines are hung wooden signs with red patterns, wheat ears, paper pendants, magatama, bells and other items. On the wall is a bright yellow pattern that looks like a blooming chrysanthemum.

Red candles were lit in the room, incense was rising, and the flickering candlelight cast blurry shadows on the wall, which looked a bit weird and creepy.

At this moment, a man in a kendo uniform was sitting on a tatami in the middle of the room, with his legs crossed and his eyes closed.

Across his legs was a long sword.

This sword has a simple shape, and the scabbard is pure black without any extra patterns, but one can feel a sense of vicissitudes of age.

The man's breath gradually calmed down and became almost invisible, as if he had merged with the environment. The candlelight in the room also stopped flickering.

Zheng! !

At this moment, the man drew out the sword in his hand.

The long sword was unsheathed, the blade was mottled. Although it was well maintained, this ancient weapon was no longer suitable for combat.

Not to mention that it is impossible to cut open the body of a saint, even an ordinary person would probably lose his blade if he cut too many times.

However, this sword is not intended for combat.

Just as the sword was drawn out.

hum! !

In the closed room, the steady candlelight flickered suddenly, and a cold wind seemed to be blowing.

Jingle bells!

The wind chimes wrapped around the red lines on the roof made crisp sounds, the wooden signs engraved with red patterns collided, and the paper pendants, wheat ears, and magatama swayed one after another.

Even the curl of incense that was rising up was slightly deformed in mid-air in an odd way.

The man's back was cast on the wall painted with bright yellow chrysanthemum patterns. As the candlelight swayed and the incense changed shape, a strange scene appeared.

Faintly, the shadow of the incense seemed to condense into the shape of an evil ghost, as if it was about to grab the man.

at this time.

The man suddenly opened his eyes.

The ghost shadow condensed by the incense suddenly exploded, and a flash of knife light flashed in the man's eyes, and then disappeared.

The sword in his hand seemed to calm down instantly and no longer had that fierce feeling.

It was as if some true meaning of the sword was absorbed into his soul.

"I will lend you my Heart Blade."

The man whispered, putting the sword in his hand back into the scabbard.

This sword is similar to the Silent Sword that Fang Xiuyuan wore at the beginning. Although it is no longer useful in actual combat, it contains a huge magnetic field of true meaning, making it an extremely powerful "magic weapon".

Boom boom boom!
Just then, there was a knock on the door of the room.

"Please come in."

the man said.

The door was pushed open and a graceful woman walked into the room.

Her hair was tied up, her lips were fiery red, and there was a little black mole at the corner of her mouth, which gave her a very mature charm.

"Mr. Oshima, we just received news that Yi Beidou of Donghua has fought three saints and is on his way to the hotel. It's time for you to take action."

The woman's voice was so soft and penetrating that it made one feel numb all over.

But Jun'ichi Oshima's expression was quite calm.

He knew very well that the women of the Jiuju sect were not simple characters.

"I understand."

Jun'ichi Oshima nodded slightly and slowly stood up.

During this trip, they have conducted a detailed investigation of Donghua's new generation of masters, and carefully evaluated the importance and threat level of each person, and came up with a comprehensive index.

Among them, Yi Beidou scored the highest and ranked first among the currently known new generation of Donghua saintly masters.

Donghua is the youngest saint, possibly the youngest saint in the world. His strength has improved by leaps and bounds in just half a year. He once forced the Corpse Reincarnation Immortal into a desperate situation. He has a domineering personality and acts radically. Both his strength and potential make him extremely threatening.

The grudges between the Donghua martial arts community and the Japanese martial arts community are deep-rooted and cannot be easily resolved, so if there is a chance, they need to weaken this threat as much as possible.

"Mr. Oshima, please be careful. This man has fought three saints in a short period of time and won three games in a row. He defeated Li Taiyu of the Goryeo Split Sky Gym, the Italian Scarlet Queen, and even Moncalis, the strongest of the new generation in Western Europe and a defector from the Holy See, all of them were defeated by him."

"This man is extremely ferocious. Although we cannot kill him in Donghua, we must break his heart to resolve this threat. However, according to the intelligence, he should be in poor condition at the moment. The rest depends on Mr. Oshima."

A bright smile appeared on the woman's face.

"Help me keep this knife safe."

Jun'ichi Oshima looked calm, neither happy nor sad. He didn't say much, but just handed the scabbarded sword in his hand to the woman.

"I will take good care of the magic sword 'Sansei-kiri' for you, my Lord."

The expression on the woman's face faded and she took the knife solemnly.

(End of this chapter)