Nightcrawler: 20 Years of Peaceful Demons

Chapter 658 Hou Mo, You Poor Monkey
The me with the golden armor, visually speaking, really exploded, but facing me like this, Ye Fuguo seemed very disdainful, not only spoke contemptuously, but also pointed out my spiritual armor all at once. origin.

Obviously, he is actually very familiar with this.

I held the golden cudgel in front of me, but saw that guy smiled coldly and said, "Do you really think that you are the only one in this world? Wrong, yours is just Liujia. Look at my Liujia." Ding Liujia..."

Swish!
That guy's Zhanlu sword was in front of him, holding a very beautiful sword flower. Immediately afterwards, I saw a green light emerging from his body.

Immediately afterwards, the light turned into a blue armor, covering him tightly.

Not only that, out of nowhere, six blue armored soldiers who looked like Ye Fuguo were born, separated behind them, and then those six people were with Ye Fuguo, but they overlapped each other, and after turning around, they turned into Made a seven-man sword formation, surrounded me heavily.

The opponent's attack was like a tide, wave after wave, continuous.

Although those soldiers' methods were gentler than Ye Fuguo's and not as sharp, but the combination of seven people sometimes surrounded me, and sometimes turned into a Big Dipper shape. The only length advantage of the hoop was directly resolved.

I was fighting fiercely with Ye Fuguo, and that guy seemed very patient, showing off every move.

At the beginning, I still had the confidence of a [-]-[-] split. However, after a fight, I felt that the balance of victory and defeat between the two sides had tilted.

He actually gave me an unsustainable strong sense of oppression.

This sense of oppression does not come from external pressure, but from my own confidence.

Before I knew it, I had lost my fighting spirit?

When I understood this, I suddenly took a deep breath, and then focused my attention on the long sword in Ye Fuguo's hand.

Zhanlu Sword, the sword of kingship.

The reason why I was depressed and lost my confidence was not only because of Ye Fuguo's powerful strength, but probably the most important reason was that the Zhanlu sword in his hand had a sword that was more majestic than the mountains and vaster than the sea. The momentum made me become decadent without realizing it.

After realizing this, I started to roar with all my strength.

At the same time, in my mind, one face after another passed by. Just today, I ate a cafeteria with them, taught them how to practice, and was watched by their expectant eyes.

However, some people, at this moment, have lost their lives and are lying on the cold ground.

They died, because of Ye Fuguo's hatred or ambition.

That guy thinks he can play chess.

And neither they nor I are just his pawns.

If I lose, I might be able to survive, but what about them?what should they do
The dead are already dead.

What about the living?
In this battle, I am not fighting for myself, but for those innocent and living people. I want to fight for them, and use my golden cudgel to open up a world.

Even if you are Zhan Lujian, you can't destroy my will to resist.

Ah!
I roared angrily, like a fighter, the aura accumulated on my body, and the golden cudgel also became more and more aura at this time-the fastest growing strength was the one I defeated the Japanese before. Ghost knife, the power of blessing poured into my body when countless dead souls died in it.

Maybe it's because of the similarity of their ideas, the stronger my will is, the stronger the power it brings.

clang, clang, clang...

At this moment, I have put aside the specific moves and methods, and I am supporting myself entirely on the spot and with one breath.

At this time, the golden cudgel transforms into countless stick shadows, constantly engaging the enemy.

At the beginning, Ye Fuguo resorted to the means of the Six Ding Liujia, turned into a seven-man sword formation, and contained me firmly, but under my left and right rush, the six blue figures were captured My golden cudgel gradually dimmed.

But how is Ye Fuguo an ordinary person? After he restrained me with those six people, he waved the Zhanlu sword in his hand like the wind, and the sword energy was released wholesale as if he didn't need money.

The sword energy was extremely fierce, full of terrifying strength.

It’s okay if you avoid this sword energy, but it will leave a series of sword marks around, or cut off the building or the ground, but if you can’t avoid it, if you can’t resist it, the sword falling on the golden cudgel Qi, it will suddenly collide with my strength, making my blood surge and it is difficult to resist.

Logically speaking, such a high-intensity fight would always ebb and flow, but for Ye Fuguo, the waves of attacks came one after another, and there was no intention of stopping at all.

This guy's cultivation is really shocking.

How strong is he?

I don't know, but at this moment, I can no longer hide my clumsiness, so I roared angrily, arousing the hairy-faced monk in my body.

That kind of wanton and carefree emotion also surfaced to me: "Eat your grandpa!"

I soared into the sky, and the golden cudgel became extremely huge, but was taken over by the huge black shadow behind me, and then the huge golden cudgel of tens of feet fell from the sky and landed in front of me.

This is my means of pressing the bottom of the box, and it is also my unique skill to end the current situation in one fell swoop.

However, when I thought that the golden cudgel would be invincible and smash everything, Ye Fuguo smiled coldly and shouted loudly: "It's just in time!"

He retracted the Zhanlu sword in his hand, then suddenly walked back a few steps, but threw something.

At first glance, that thing seemed to be as big as a palm, but when it saw the wind, it rose. When my golden cudgel fell, the thing had already covered the entire sky and fell towards me suddenly.

The Eastern Emperor Bell of the Republic of China.

When I realized this thing, that thing had covered me completely inside.

I feel like the whole world has disappeared, and the only thing left is the gray space above my head, and it is getting smaller and smaller, as if there was half of the sky, but after a few breaths, it becomes incomparable Narrow, turned into a space as high as a three-story building.

The sudden compression of the space prevented my golden cudgel from being stretched, and the huge pressure made the monk with the hairy face on my body retract into my body again.

And when the golden cudgel touched the edge, there was a bell of "嗡, 嗡, 嗡".

It kept vibrating back and forth, shaking my seven orifices until blood flowed out.

I reached out and wiped my face, and it was all wet with blood.

Not only that, following the impact, several fire dragons made of flames dropped down from the edge, leaping towards me with their teeth and claws open.

The scorching flames brushed over my body, as if to melt me ​​here.

At this time, I already knew that I was probably suppressed under the Eastern Emperor Bell of the Republic of China.

How terrifying is this thing? When I was in Hong Kong Island, I saw Empress Tian use it once, and it was as powerful as Yamata no Orochi, but she was ashamed in the end, and I am afraid that I will not end well if I enter this urn.

However, even in such a predicament, I have no fear at all.

Because I know that if I fall, and no one else tells me, the more than 30 people behind me will probably all be slaughtered.

Thinking like this, without any hesitation, I picked up the golden cudgel in my hand and slammed it towards the border next to me.

clang, clang, clang...

Every time I hit it, there was a huge roar, and the sound waves spread, but blood flowed from my mouth, nose, eyes and ears, and my internal organs seemed to be shaken away by this.

Every time the golden cudgel hits the clock wall, it's as if it hit the top of my head, without any difference.

What I did was like committing suicide.

But I don't care, I still attack like a lunatic, sacrificing my life.

I smashed the clock wall frantically, the sound waves oscillated, and countless fire dragons hung down, igniting my whole body, but I didn't care at all, and in the whole world, apart from the "dong, dong" bells, there was still Ye Fuguo's cold voice came to my ears: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, and this moment, Hou Mo, don't you compare yourself to Bi Mawen? How about it, in my Eastern Emperor Bell, You can also feel the feeling that the monkey was in Laojun's furnace..."

"Don't knock, every time I knock, I will undo a layer of restriction, and let the inner flame burn you once."

"You lunatic, tell you not to knock, do you want to die?"

"Asshole, you crazy, are you really going to die?"

"Damn it, you monkey, don't stay with me if you die..."

……

At the beginning, Ye Fuguo's voice was high and high, as calm and calm as a god looking up to the heaven and earth, with a bit of complacency, but later, he was a little flustered, even out of breath.

Obviously, he didn't expect that I would risk my life regardless of life and death at this time.

clang, clang, clang...

I rang the bell crazily. At that moment, I forgot myself, the world, and everything in the world.

I just knocked, holding the golden cudgel, and knocked frantically.

Foolish Old Man Moves Mountains, Jingwei Reclaims Seas...

Persistent.

I don't know how long it took, but I found that everything in front of me disappeared, and the scenery in the world came back again. Ye Fuguo not far away turned blue.

I knew that it was he who put away the Eastern Emperor Bell of the Republic of China, and without saying a word, without asking why, he raised the golden cudgel and was about to throw it forward, but at this moment, I heard someone shout: "Daddy!" Saint, accept your supernatural power..."

(End of this chapter)