Nightcrawler: 20 Years of Peaceful Demons

Chapter 320 Huo Erlang's Attitude
Amid wild laughter, the dirty and ugly face of the painted-faced god beggar, with the red and blue birthmark on it, actually separated from the skin and turned into two colored ribbons that seemed to be alive.

Afterwards, countless dirt flew out of his body, continuously condensing towards the ribbon.

In the next second, those two birthmarks turned into two long swords, red and blue.

The red sword was all red, as if it had just been smelted from an oven, full of scorching heat.

The blue sword was a deep blue, as if it had just been extracted from the ice of the deep sea, full of extreme coldness.

With two swords in hand, the beggar with a painted face suddenly waved it, and then sang loudly, saying: "I am crazy when others laugh at me, but others can't see through it when I laugh at it; I don't see the tombs of heroes in the five tombs, and I have no flowers and no wine to hoe the fields."

After singing, he raised his sword and rushed towards the graceful Yue Zhuangshi.

And at this time, I just discovered that the painted-faced beggar without the red and blue birthmarks is not bad. The bearded beard and stern eyes reveal the maturity and masculine beauty of a man.

He formed a strong contrast with Yue Zhuangshi who was like a woman.

Holding red and blue double swords, the beggar with a painted face looked like a tiger with wings, but he looked extraordinarily agile. With a few swipes of swords, Yue Zhuangshi's aura was suddenly suppressed. Splashing, Yue Zhuangshi was frustrated and began to retreat back, while the power of the painted-faced god beggar rose sharply, but his swordsmanship became more agile.

Seeing his chopping wind posture, another word popped up in my mind.

Lian Zhen Cloak Sword!
At this moment, the beggar with a colorful face saw that his method of using the sword was very similar to the description of the Lianzhen Cloak Sword in the Nine Xuanlu Seven Techniques in the small black room.

First, Lu Cun Tanyun hand, then Lianzhen cloak sword, two consecutive nine Xuanlu seven methods, I couldn't help being a little surprised.

Where did the tricks of the painted-faced god beggar come from?

His adoptive father "Chuoyahua" is just a low-level beggar. Even the old fritters of the beggar's family can't resort to such means, and the rise of the beggar with a painted face is very sudden. Nobody knows.

But one thing we can know is that his displayed talent and learning have the demeanor of a fierce crocodile in the South China Sea.

This person has an extraordinary background.

The two continued, and as the fight continued, the beggar with a painted face and two swords had begun to gradually occupy the mountain peak. His set of Lianzhen cloak sword, which obviously had the characteristics of Jiuxuanlu, was not perfect, but it was a powerful and unconstrained style. However, Yue Zhuangshi still suffered a lot.

After more than a dozen rounds of fighting, the beggar with a painted face suddenly breathed out, and the two swords danced gracefully. After overlapping each other, a fierce sword energy burst out suddenly.

Seeing this, everyone in the audience retreated subconsciously, but saw that the sword qi was going forward indomitably, showing absolute sharpness, and even directly cut off a corner of the specially reinforced ring.

The high platform was originally in the same place, but it was cut off suddenly at this moment, and together with Yue Zhuangshi on it, it collapsed towards the audience.

Everyone in the audience retreated one after another, I did the opposite, and walked forward, but saw that sharp sword aura, even if it fell to the ground seven or eight meters away, it left a finger-long trace.

This……

It should be known that the energy of the human body travels in the meridians, even for night walkers. If it can be forced out of the body, it will require extremely powerful cultivation bases and pure cultivation methods.

And like the beggar with a painted face, it is extremely difficult to use that long sword, temper it, and finally turn it into such a fierce and unparalleled sword energy.

This requires the combination of man and sword into one, like a messenger. In the end, the sudden explosive power in the dantian must be very strong.

Having said all that, I can actually conclude one thing.

This beggar with a painted face can inspire such a sharp and terrifying sword energy. Apart from the fusion of the two swords with him, there is another important reason, that is, he has condensed into a demon essence.

A night walker who condenses the demon essence is either the peak of the great demon or the demon king.

No wonder he has such self-confidence and dares to integrate the beggars of the five provinces.

Yue Zhuangshi was knocked down by a sword qi, and he brought the ring with him, but he didn't give up. With a kick of his toes, he jumped up.

The beggar with a painted face slashed the ground with his sword, how could he allow him to make a comeback, the long sword moved forward at the moment, and suddenly slashed at Yue Zhuangshi who was unable to use his strength in the midair.

The strike just now was just the first move.

And this sword is the winner.

Swish!
Another burst of sword energy condensed from the red sword, and shot towards Yue Zhuangshi in the midair with unstoppable heat.

The people in the audience who saw this scene were all amazed, and some women even screamed loudly, because in their eyes, Yue Zhuangshi, whose body was in mid-air and had nothing to rely on, had a constant trajectory and would definitely be killed. That sword qi hit.

And judging from the power of the painted-faced beggar just now, that sword energy will definitely cut Yue Zhuangshi into two pieces.

Thinking that this little brother with skin like curdled milk and face like flowers would die on the spot, many girls felt strong reluctance in their hearts—how good would such a little brother be for me to play with?

I will make him unable to get out of bed for three days and three nights.

Swish!
However, amidst the regrets of countless people, Yue Zhuangshi's body suddenly rose, and then hovered in the mid-air at a height of three meters.

He actually levitated out of thin air.

This simply violates the principles of physics.

But then, when everyone saw two pairs of almost transparent membrane cicada wings stretched out from behind Yue Zhuangshi, flapping their wings at an extremely fast frequency, they realized that what we saw was not an illusion.

it is true.

Yue Zhuangshi, who was forced to reveal part of his true face, turned dark. He squinted his eyes and said coldly, "I'm angry."

As if this sentence could not clearly express his emotions at the moment, Yue Zhuangshi thought for a while and said, "I'm very angry."

Seeing Yue Zhuangshi hovering in mid-air, the colorful beggar said coldly: "What I hate the most on weekdays is you bunch of buzzing flies, annoying..."

"I'm not a fly!"

Yue Zhuangshi roared angrily, and then he waved his hands, but countless black clouds suddenly flew out from the long gown under him, and swept towards the painted-faced beggar.

These black clouds, buzzing, are composed of huge and deformed wasps one after another.

Uh...

A large black cloud swept over the beggar with a painted face. This terrifying posture surprised the well-informed beggar with a painted face.

He first took seven or eight steps back, and when he reached the edge of the stage, he realized that he had no way to retreat, and immediately became annoyed, shouting angrily, "Do you really think I'm a clay figurine if you play tricks like this with me?"

With both swords in his hand, he stabbed under the high platform, and the high platform suddenly shattered, but turned into countless rubble, and slapped away towards the vast swarm of hornet bees.

At this moment, most of the hornet swarm was dispersed, and the audience was hit by the seedlings. Countless spectators were hit by the stones with strong wind, screaming in pain.

The fire at the city gate affected the fish in the pond. This sudden change caused some spectators who were not strong enough to run outside in fright, while others did not want to miss this kind of expert duel. Don't be afraid, mobilize the remaining bee swarms, and keep attacking the colorful beggar.

Under his long gown, there are countless wasps hiding in an endless stream. No matter how the painted-faced beggar swung his sword, the ring was almost torn down by him, but he still couldn't stop the pervasive swarm of bees.

Not long after, the painted-faced beggar was stung by the wasp needles in several places, and quickly swelled up.

After persisting like this for a while, the painted-faced god beggar finally couldn't hold on any longer, jumped up abruptly and launched a final attack on Yue Zhuangshi in a desperate attempt.

At this time, the real strength of the painted-faced beggar can be seen, but seeing the red long sword flying across the air, it ignited the air.

Wherever the blue long sword passed, the surrounding wasps fell down one after another as if they had been frozen.

If he could really fight Yue Zhuangshi in close combat, no one would know who would win.

But when Yue Zhuangshi saw the menacing beggar with a painted face, he chose to avoid it instead of fighting. He suddenly grew more than ten meters tall, and let the hornets look down on him.

The beggar with a painted face jumped up and down, but lost his target. When he landed, he fell down the stage.

He lost.

Even if Yue Zhuangshi wins extremely dishonorably, he is defeated after all.

Stung in more than a dozen wounds, the red and swollen beggar with a painted face stared straight at Yue Zhuangshi in midair, pointed at him, and said with a hostile face: "Today you won, but there will always be one day." Day, I will personally shoot you, a coward, and castrate you. Ha, ha, ha..."

The painted-faced beggar finished speaking with anger and resentment, then laughed and walked away.

He walked very fast, with several ups and downs, without a trace, but Yue Zhuangshi didn't care, and slowly fell from the midair, taking back the swarm.

The high platform was destroyed by the beggar with a painted face, and there was no place to stay. He had to hover in the messy ruins, and said to everyone in the audience: "How about it, who else wants it?"

Everyone in the audience was affected by the fight between these two people, and they were all overwhelmed. When they heard Yue Zhuangshi's question, they all bowed their heads, not daring to answer.

After all, his bumblebee tactic just now was really a headache.

Seeing no response from the crowd, Yue Zhuangshi turned his head and said to the gloomy old Hengtang demon, "If that's the case, then I've won?"

The Hengtang old demon didn't speak, Chu Xiaotu looked terrified, and at this moment, Second Young Master Huo who had been sitting on the edge slowly got up.

He looked at Yue Zhuangshi with a gentle face and said: "At first I didn't have any objections to Your Excellency, but I just heard that you treat women too much, so I can't let you succeed. Come on, the next thing One game, I will accompany you."

(End of this chapter)