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

Chapter 143: Stinky, Take the Palm and Speak No More

Magic City, General Headquarters.

Inside a huge room, the walls are covered with various surveillance screens, and many staff members are constantly busy, either changing surveillance or communicating with various departments.

All city surveillance in the Magic City can be viewed here at any time.

In the center of the room is a huge round conference table. Outside the table there are many chairs, all of which are full of people, making it a temporary office.

All those present here are high-ranking government officials in Shanghai, and many of those sitting at the round table in the center are familiar faces to Yi Beidou.

Wei Cheng, Zhong Ang of Lushan, and Wang of Chongyang Palace stopped the fire.
There are some unfamiliar figures, including an old nun in a simple monk's robe, an old monk in a patchwork robe with a compassionate face, and an old man in an old-fashioned Zhongshan suit with a body like a dead tree.
These are all masters of the older generation who have reached the saintly level.

Although they do not directly participate in the fighting in the city, they need to stay in the general command center to deal with various emergencies and ensure that they can counter at any time.

At this moment, clearer images appeared on several of the largest screens.

These are all scenes of street fights between saintly masters taking place in the Demon City.

Zhou Qingchen was dressed in casual clothes and was fighting with a man with Central Asian features.

Somewhere on a lawn, Ding Huiyuan was sitting and discussing with a dark-skinned young monk wearing traditional Posa costume.

Yue Ming faced off against a tall Japanese sumo wrestler.

Huang Tianhu encounters Yori, the giant earth god and one of the three saints of sea, land and air of the Star Kingdom.

The new Heavenly Master Zhang Taifeng met a Western European man.

On the most conspicuous screen was the scene of the battle between Yi Beidou and Monkalis.

There is no doubt that Yi Beidou is the most watched person today.

Fighting against three saints in one day and winning all of them was truly an outstanding performance.

"This person is so young, yet so powerful. His future is limitless."

The old man in the old-fashioned Zhongshan suit who looked like a dead corpse spoke. His voice was hoarse and gloomy, like metal scratching on glass, which made people's scalp tingle.

"The demon came to the world and became free. In just half a year, he has realized the true qi samadhi. He is also gifted with extraordinary talents. His body and true intention are extremely strong. Anyway, if I don't fight hard or use the 'ancestor's soldiers and horses', I'm afraid I can't compete with the young people."

Zhong Ang shook his head helplessly.

"That young man from Western Europe is also extraordinary. No, or rather, all the young people in this city today should not be underestimated. We are indeed old, and the future will be ruled by the young."

A short old man in a Tang suit sighed.

A group of saintly masters of the older generation couldn't help but nod.

As the times continue to progress, the masters who become saints are getting younger and younger, and their strength is getting stronger and stronger.

The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves.

They can only rely on their secret techniques to compete with the younger generation.

At this moment, the picture on the screen suddenly changed.

In a skyscraper, a man in a kendo uniform walked out, got into a car, and then quickly left in a certain direction of the city.

"Everyone, we just received intelligence that the Japanese sword master Oshima Jun'ichi has left the World Financial Building and is suspected to be on his way to find Mr. Yi Beidou. I'm afraid he wants to attack him."

A staff member came to report immediately.

When Wei Cheng and others heard this, their expressions changed slightly.

They all knew that Yi Beidou was injured in the previous battle and his fighting power was no longer at its peak. Otherwise, given his character, he would definitely continue to look for masters.

"The Japanese are trying to take advantage of our misfortune! They know that Yi Beidou is our main fighting force, so they want to defeat him while he is injured, dampen his spirit, and destroy his faith!"

Zhong Ang slapped the table, and his hair instantly stood upside down.

The other sanctified people also showed anger on their faces.

"Oshima Jun'ichi is the descendant of the Japanese sword master Nakamura Shoji. He was the main initiator of the Japanese Twelve Martial Saints' entry into Donghua. As expected, he still has evil intentions."

The old man in the Zhongshan suit also had anger in his eyes.

"Mr. Wei, do we need to send someone to stop this person's actions? Stop his vehicle?"

A high-ranking government official from the Magic City nearby asked.

"It's useless. You can stop his car but not him. For a person like him, having a car or not doesn't make much difference. And although his behavior is unethical, it doesn't actually break the rules we set. It's hard for us to take action."

Wei Cheng hesitated for a moment and said, "I know Yi Beidou. If we intervene rashly and he finds out later, he will think we are meddling. We still need to ask for his opinion on this matter."

As he spoke, he took out his cell phone, dialed the number, and turned on the speakerphone function.

Meng Qianyuan answered the call first, and then the phone was transferred to Yi Beidou.

"what's up?"

Yi Beidou's voice came from the phone.

Wei Cheng explained the matter to Yi Beidou.

"It's okay, you don't have to interfere. I've already sensed it, so I can just deal with him and prevent him from causing trouble again in the future."

Yi Beidou's voice was calm, and after he finished speaking, everyone heard a dead tone coming from the phone.

The person on the other end has hung up the phone.

"Good! Young people are really courageous!"

Zhong Ang couldn't help but clap his hands in admiration.

"Since the person involved knows what's going on, let him handle it. The Japanese think that he can take advantage of the situation to launch a surprise attack after he has fought three battles in one day and his body is damaged. This is a big mistake."

"It seems that they don't know how terrifying this young man really is."

A smile appeared on Wei Cheng's face.

They just need to watch Japan suffer the consequences of its own actions.

How can you have a good ending if you provoke the free demon?
the other side.

After Yi Beidou hung up the phone, he closed his eyes and rested. Meng Qianyuan and the other two didn't say much.

Since the gentleman said there is no problem, then there must be no problem.

After being with Yi Beidou for such a long time, they no longer had any doubts about Yi Beidou's abilities.

The Japanese Sword Master? Taking advantage of the opportunity to launch a surprise attack?
It's nothing but walking into a trap, like selling one's head as a token of appreciation.

The car continued to drive for about half an hour before Yi Beidou opened his eyes. "Stop the car."

The vehicle stopped and Yi Beidou and his group got out.

This is the front gate square of a large park in Shanghai. The area is open and many citizens are active in the square.

There was a group of middle-aged women who seemed to be rehearsing a dance, they danced very well and were more energetic than young people; a group of old men were playing shuttlecock and having a lot of fun; and there was a group of young boys and girls, dressed fashionably, playing figure roller skating in the square, and their various moves were quite cool.

"Hey! Be careful!"

Suddenly, a scream was heard, and a young roller skating boy made a mistake and lost control of his body, stumbling towards the direction of Yi Beidou and others.

There was no need for Yi Beidou to take action in this matter. Meng Qianyuan accurately grabbed the boy's collar from behind, lifted him up and put him on the ground.

"Anan! Are you okay?"

The other boys and girls also hurried over and asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's okay. Thank you, big brother. You are so strong."

The boy named Anan said in surprise.

Just now, when he was in Meng Qianyuan's hands, he felt like a paper man.

It was at this time that the group of boys and girls discovered that the four people's appearance and temperament were different from others.

This group of people were dressed in bright and fashionable clothes, and they were very conspicuous wherever they went, but they seemed to lose their color in front of these people.

It's like they're just a black and white background photo.

People live in the same world, but their brilliance is completely different.

"Little brother, you'd better get away from here. It might be dangerous if you wait here."

Meng Qianyuan kindly reminded them. Out of the corner of his eye, he had already caught a glimpse of a figure in a kendo uniform appearing on the other side of the square, slowly walking towards them, getting closer and closer.

And Yi Beidou has already stepped forward.

"Danger?"

Anan and the others were a little confused, but a few of them were staring at Yang Mutong and Zhou Baiwei, as if they felt that their looks were somewhat familiar.

I think I've seen it online?
at this time.

boom! !

The young boys and girls suddenly felt a loud roar in their ears, the earth shook, and the sky seemed to darken.

"What's going on? There's an earthquake?"

"There are no dark clouds in the sky? Why did it suddenly get dark? Huh? Why is there an extra star in the sky?"

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A group of young boys and girls said in surprise.

"Starlight! The starlight seems to be gathered on that person!"

Suddenly someone exclaimed.

Everyone looked at Yi Beidou's back, and saw that there seemed to be starlight falling from the sky, illuminating his body like a spotlight.

Step two, step three, step four.
They were surprised to find that the shaking of the earth, the dimming of the sky, and the appearance of stars were not natural phenomena, but came from that man.

With every step he took, the heaven and earth seemed to shake.

Are we hallucinating?

They were a little panicked and wanted to leave, but they found that their bodies were like in a nightmare and they couldn't move at all.

Meng Qianyuan and the other two shook their heads slightly and stepped forward to stand in front of them.

They were too close, and they were able to stand only because the person in front of them had restrained the influence of the magnetic field.

After taking five steps forward, Yi Beidou and Oshima Jun'ichi, who was wearing a kendo uniform, stood opposite each other, ten steps apart.

"I didn't expect you to take the initiative to fight. Don't blame me for taking advantage of the enemy's weakness and breaking it in one fell swoop. This is the essence of kendo. This weakness is not limited to the human body."

"This time, I have prepared three swords for you, one is the 'Earth Sword', one is the 'Sky Sword', and one is the 'Human Sword'. After I use the three swords, if you can still stand, I will turn around and leave."

Jun'ichi Oshima looked at Yi Beidou and said calmly.

Boom! !

However, at this moment, Yi Beidou took another step forward.

In the sky, the sixth star flickered, and Yi Beidou's blood surged. His muscles swelled, his height increased, his hair stood upside down and flew into the sky, and a demonic look was revealed on his face.

Peng! !

A real, blazing blue-white devil flame suddenly ignited on his body, rising three feet into the sky, and the terrifying aura seemed to want to devour anyone.

Even though Yi Beidou is not in good condition now, his body will be more seriously damaged if all seven stars appear again, but he can perfectly control the six-star state and will not be affected too much as others imagine.

Even if it is just the Six-Star Sky Shining, not everyone can bear it.

Under the impact of the terrifying demonic flames and monstrous evil spirit, Jun'ichi Oshima's expression changed slightly.

This man fought against three saints in one day and had a life-and-death struggle with Moncalis, the strongest blasphemer of the new generation in Western Europe. His body was injured, but he could still have such a majestic demeanor?

"How many swords you have has nothing to do with me. You can still stand and talk after taking my palm strike."

Yi Beidou's voice was like thunder exploding out of nowhere, rumbling and echoing throughout the entire square.

If the opponent has the heart to prove his truth and is upright, he will treat him seriously, experience him carefully, and learn the true meaning of his moves.

But this person is different.

With evil intentions, use evil means.

The stench is overwhelming.

Just like flies and bedbugs, just swat them away with one hand, no need to hold back.

Three Swords?

That was just what this person said to himself. Yi Beidou would not give him such an opportunity.

　I fell asleep last night. This chapter makes up for yesterday's. There will be two more chapters with 6000 words in the evening.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)