Terrifying Heavens: I Slay Demons by Painting Faces

Chen Hengyi thrust his spear backward, dodging the scissor-like claws.

He channeled all his strength into the spearhead, aiming it at the tiger demon's face.

With a clang, Chen Hengyi felt a tremendous force coming from the spear, which almost shattered the bones in his right hand, and the spear nearly slipped from his grasp as his hand tore apart!

Chen Hengyi turned around abruptly.

But then the spear pierced the tiger spirit's brow bone, shattering the bone and spurting tiger blood.

But what remained unchanged were those tiger eyes that seemed ready to devour anyone.

Tiger bones are as hard as steel plates; this single spear thrust is insufficient to kill the opponent.

"roar--!"

The next second, the tiger spirit twisted its body, and although its body was large, it was incredibly agile.

Just as Chen Hengyi felt a gust of wind, he was struck on the side by a steel whip.

A cracking sound came from inside my body; the bone must have broken.

Logically, Chen Hengyi should have been knocked away, but he felt a force preventing him from retreating.

The excruciating pain did not frighten him; instead, it made him feel even more excited.

He grinned menacingly, blood dripping from between his teeth.

He shouted in a domineering Cantonese opera style: "Hahaha, you beast, come again!"

Their morale was high and their fighting spirit was strong; they fought with increasing courage.

Zhang Fei was a brave and fierce warrior with a fiery temper. The stronger the enemy he faced, the more spirited he became.

Whether in history, in historical fiction, or in plays.

Zhang Fei was a fierce warrior who was not afraid of pain at all; on the contrary, pain was a stimulant for him on the battlefield.

The tiger spirit had just turned around when the eighteen-foot spear was pulled out of its head, and blood was gushing from the hole.

The tiger spirit looked at Chen Hengyi but did not immediately launch an attack. He shook his head as if he was weighing something.

The pain in its head told it that the strange, dark-faced man in front of it was not one of the usual weak humans.

This needs to be handled with caution!

Chen Hengyi, however, had no idea what the tiger spirit was thinking. Looking at the hole in the tiger spirit's head, he knew that just one more spear thrust would be enough to crush the tiger's brain like tofu.

Thinking of this, Chen Hengyi took a step forward and thrust forward with the posture of a spear thrusting out on the battlefield!

The tiger spirit was incredibly fierce and was about to pounce on Chen Hengyi with the snake spear when an extremely burly figure suddenly rushed over from behind!

His muscles looked like inflated balloons, which was incredibly exaggerated.

That was the Four-Eyed Taoist who had been possessed by the power of the patriarch!

However, the four-eyed patriarch was no ordinary person, unlike other Taoists.

He achieved sainthood in the physical body!

Therefore, the current Four Eyes is terrifyingly strong.

Just as the tiger spirit was about to charge forward, it was grabbed by the tail by Si Mu, and it lunged forward but could not move.

The tiger spirit turned around in astonishment, only to be met with a fist the size of a sandbag.

With one punch, the ferocious tiger was instantly stunned.

Si Mu couldn't speak, but he still let out a cold snort, expressing his contempt: "Hmph!"

Chen Hengyi knew the drawbacks of the Four Eyes move.

That means you can't lose heart, even if you get pricked by something sharp, you have to keep talking.

If that tiger demon's claws touch me, I'm done for!

Just then, Chen Hengyi's spear arrived, and with a soft "plop," a large gash appeared on the tiger demon's neck.

The scalding tiger blood gushed out like a spring.

"Aww—" The tiger spirit cried out in pain and opened its mouth to bite back.

But Si Mu wouldn't let it move. He jumped and sat on the tiger spirit's neck, punching it several times in the style of Wu Song fighting the tiger.

In the blink of an eye, the tiger spirit was bleeding from a broken head.

Chen Hengyi loosened his spear again, and the tiger spirit's fist-thick throat was pulled out, leaving it only able to gasp for breath.

But after all, they are fairies, with abundant vitality, so a mere fatal wound is nothing to worry about.

Chen Hengyi stabbed several more times, and gradually the tiger spirit stopped moving.

Bang bang bang!

Si Mu was still hammering the tiger's head, but Chen Hengyi sensed something.

He recited in a theatrical voice: "The demon has been vanquished, Taoist priest, you may now withdraw your supernatural powers."

"Hmm?" Four eyes raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"Really!" Chen Hengyi retracted the blood-soaked spear, his hands also covered in sticky tiger blood.

Four eyes shook the tiger spirit's massive body and found that it was indeed no longer moving.

Then he let out a long breath.

"call--"

At the same time, Four Eyes' body also rapidly became thinner, and his terrifying muscles seemed to deflate.

After a moment, his eyes returned to normal. Just as he was about to say something, Chen Hengyi turned his head and stared intently at the woods not far away.

"Hmph, I'll be right back!"

After saying that, Chen Hengyi ran out quickly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Four eyes widened in confusion: "What's this guy up to?"

But not long after, two mournful fox cries suddenly rang out from the forest.

Then there's Chen Hengyi's powerful and domineering shout: "Hey—take your life!"

He stared blankly for a moment, and then he saw that although Chen Hengyi was still wearing the costume, the Zhang Fei mask on his face had been smeared off.

It was a patch of black and red, and it was hard to tell whether it was blood or ink.

He returned carrying a ten-foot-long spear, with two large red foxes stuck in the spearhead.

Upon seeing this, Si Mu recalled the other party's earlier roar that had annihilated the horde of ghosts and scared away the two fox spirits.

He then engaged the tiger spirit in fierce combat, his spear techniques swift and decisive; a counter-attack nearly pierced the tiger spirit's forehead...

Si Mu thought for a moment and realized that even without asking the patriarch to possess him, Chen Hengyi alone could kill the tiger spirit.

However, if you encounter the tiger spirit alone and are unable to perform a ritual, the outcome will be quite different.

He couldn't help but exclaim inwardly, "This is truly amazing! Is he really Zhang Fei reincarnated?"

At this moment, Chen Hengyi walked up to Si Mu, but his face was unhappy.

Four Eyes: "What's wrong? Is something else making you unhappy?"

Chen Hengyi, however, looked miserable as he looked down at his Zhang Fei costume.

Not only was he covered in tiger blood, but his costume also had a tear on the side from being whipped by a tiger's tail.

"It's over, the costume is ruined!" Chen Hengyi wailed, looking as if his parents had died.

Upon seeing this, he immediately slapped his forehead: "Can't we wash it before using it?"

Chen Hengyi shook his head.

His costume isn't made of polyester; it's an old piece passed down from his grandfather.

The embroidery on it would be ruined if washed, not to mention it's been soaked in tiger blood and has a tear.

Of course, he doesn't necessarily need a costume to play Zhang Fei.

If it's urgent, just paint your face, grab a spear, and go for it.

However, his cultivation method also mentions this situation: the more perfect his role and the more complete his equipment, the greater the blessing he will receive.

Otherwise, Chen Hengyi would not have been able to fight the tiger spirit one-on-one based on his own abilities.

That was thanks to the blessing of Zhang Fei in the play.

Four Eyes shook his head: "There's no one here to help you in this desolate wilderness. Let's deal with things here first."

Chen Hengyi took off his blood-stained costume, command flag, and other accessories.

He didn't put it in the opera box, fearing it would contaminate other things, but instead wrapped it in his clothes.

He then made another correction.

After disengaging from combat, [Qi Absorption and Rejuvenation] automatically took effect, beginning to repair his body.

The ribs that had been shattered by the tiger spirit seemed to slowly straighten back to their original position, as if time had reversed.

This is amazing, but... it's something from Black Book after all.

Very reasonable!

After killing the tiger spirit, the new mission in the black book was completed, but since Four Eyes was still here, he couldn't take it out.

So he said, "I'll stay here and watch over things. You go and take a look inside the cave first."

Si Mu nodded and picked up the steel sword, which was about two palms wide.

"Okay, be careful."

After saying that, he strode inside.