Chapter 115 Killing while eating noodles
Zhu Yihong looked around, trying to find the nine-eared demon in the dark; Wang Xin drew on the table with his fingers dipped in noodle soup, trying to figure out whether there were any flaws in the magic circle that blocked He Feng Street.
Compared to the two of them, Shen Lian ignored Lu Xin's prying eyes and still immersed himself in eating noodles.
“Hey.”
“Sir, let me give you some more noodles.”
The old man accidentally saw Shen Lian's trembling chopsticks and couldn't help but sigh.
“Baby, my grandson is the same as you. He suffered from cold in his mother’s womb, and his bones have been weak since he was a child. He practiced martial arts with Coach Bai at the Tide Martial Arts School some time ago, and he has gotten better recently... "
The old man kept talking and boiled another egg for Shen Lian.
“I’m not afraid of my father-in-law’s jokes.”
“I used to practice martial arts at Tide Martial Arts School, but my talent was just average.”
The old man smiled naively and said: "If my grandson is lucky enough to become a direct descendant, I will ask him to tell Coach Bai that you can go back and practice martial arts for a few more years."
"You have to eat more and practice more, otherwise you will not be able to marry in the future. Mother-in-law."
"Hahaha, that's right."
Shen Lian controlled his strength little by little, as if writing words on grains of rice, and could feel that his weakness in martial arts was gradually being compensated.
Wang Xin and Wang Xin were not thinking about Yangchun noodles at all, and the noodles in their bowls were already lumpy.
They noticed the faint demonic aura emitted by Lu Xin and others, which made the stench in the air intensify. There were no traces of pedestrians on He Feng Street, only the old man was waiting for Shen Lian to finish eating.
There are evil spirits with at least four thousand years of Taoism in the cave.
Otherwise, it will not cause a big tide.
The black fish parasitic in Jin Wuwei's brain is extremely active.
Even Lu Xin, who is in the seventh realm of Dao Ying, has cracks spreading across his skull, his brains dripping down his chin, and his remaining sanity is being destroyed.
Lu Xin vaguely noticed something was wrong.
In Jinwu Guard, a large number of thousands of households are very afraid of Yanliang Town, especially Zuo Yan, who has almost turned pale when talking about it.
Lu Xin only felt that Shen Lian was clearly showing signs of losing control of his body and soul, but he seemed confident.
What does he... rely on?
Lu Xin was hesitating, but Ba Bo'erben seemed to be unable to bear it any longer. The parasitic black fish turned back to the guests and began to affect Jin Wuwei's judgment.
More than a dozen Jinwu guards could not bear the malice in their hearts.
They slowly walked out of the shadows, with internal energy surging throughout their bodies, and their specialness began to intensify.
"Black Tiger Hall?"
The old man at the noodle stall was old and frail and couldn't see the person coming, so he murmured to himself: "The yamen all say that fishy fish is caused by demons. Black The gangsters in Hutang still dare to cause trouble in the middle of the night."
"Aren't you afraid of annoying Master Zhong Kui?"
The old man packed up his things tremblingly and greeted at the same time: "My grandson's Tide Martial Arts School is nearby. You can avoid trouble with me and don't get involved in gang disputes."
Wang Xin The two of them were not wearing light armor, so the old man just thought they were ordinary diners.
"Old man, don't move."
Puff.
The internal energy surged, and from the open upper and lower jaws of the Jinwu Guards, strangely deformed human-faced fish puppets emerged. It was obvious that the parasitic black fish caused the secret technique to become weird and inexplicable.
The human-faced fish separated from the body in unison and pounced neatly on the noodle stall.
"Monster...monster!"
The old man fell to the ground, holding in his right hand the amulet that his grandson had asked for from Zhong Kui's temple.
Wang and Xin immediately drew out the sabers at their waists as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Click.
They couldn't help but be stunned, and heard the sound of chopsticks breaking.
Immediately afterwards, a real wind roared in! ! !
Shen Lian was still drinking soup, but the fingers of his left hand were tightly closed. The sudden wind of fists carried the salty dampness unique to the sea tide through the street.
Lu Xin’s pupils shrank.
More than a dozen human-faced fish screamed overwhelmed and died suddenly.
The secret puppets were twisted into twists, and the Jinwu Guards flipped over. This was just a burst of strength from Shen Lian, and he did not use martial arts.
"Shen...Shen Lian, haven't you lost control of body and soul?"
Chen Lian couldn't laugh or cry, "Master Zhu, when did I say that body and soul were out of control."
"Well , if nothing else happens, a thousand-year-old demon will appear tonight. You should evacuate the people in Xicheng District to the market as soon as possible."
Wang Xin looked up at the sky and said helplessly: "There is a way to block it. Array..."
"It will be gone in a moment."
Shen Lian drank the noodle soup in one gulp. Because of his unstable control, a few green onions were stained on his chest, and the ground shook slightly, as if a natural disaster was coming.
"Protect me from accidental injury."
The old man looked shocked and murmured: "Master Zhongkui, you will definitely protect my grandson from becoming a disciple of Coach Bai."
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“It’s not clear whether Master Zhong Kui’s words matter, but I still have some weight in the Tide Martial Arts School. People call me Senior Brother.”
Zhu Yihong sensed the unspeakable threat and woven her hair into a large web of spider silk. Wang Xin also immediately released the carapace-shaped magic weapon.
"Old man!"
"You can go home and describe it to your grandson. This is the true meaning of martial arts!!!"
The moment Shen Lian stood up, he removed his hands The empty bowl he was holding inside, the wooden table and chairs were all turned into powder, like a ferocious beast that had escaped from trouble.
Step with your right foot.
Throughout He Feng Street, sea water was gushing out from the cracks in the ground and walls.
The secret art of the Immortal family imitates all phenomena in the world and is the art of pursuing the way of heaven; the true meaning of martial arts is to understand all the phenomena in the world, and every move has the meaning of the way of heaven.
The combination of the two makes it seem like everything in the world is in the palm of your hand.
[Tianhe Fist (River in Palm)]
Shen Lian shuttles through the water, and the true meaning of martial arts condenses into a tide.
Bang bang bang bang bang.
The doors and windows of the shops on both sides of the road were shattered.
The green bricks and gravel hit the surface of the big net, almost penetrating the secret technique of the sixth realm of Yuan Dan.
Shen Lian ran wildly.
His flesh and bones began to swell, turning into a ferocious monster over four meters tall. Scales covered the skin, and the dragon's horns grew longer. The bones and spine shook.
Most of the Jinwu Guards have only heard rumors about Shen Lian and have never truly faced them. Now they are frozen in place, with fear in their eyes.
A Yuan Dan warrior brings a sense of oppression far greater than that of a thousand-year-old demon.
When they came to their senses, it was obviously too late to stop Shen Lian's attack, and they watched the huge giant enlarge in size.
Boom.
Shen Lian stopped walking.
The streets are like farmland plowed by old cows, with ditches half a meter deep suddenly appearing.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't control my strength for a while."
A bloody mess appeared in front of Shen Lian. The Jinwu Guard who was closer was completely smashed into minced meat, and several people who were three or four meters behind were also Full of holes.
The corpse fell to the ground, still maintaining the posture of performing the secret technique.
Shen Lian ignored the scurrying fish and looked at Lu Xin with a smile. The water vapor rose, and the true meaning of martial arts was revealed.
“???”
Lu Xin’s pupils were shaking, and Dao Ying in his Dantian was warning frantically.
He suddenly remembered the news he had learned not long ago. After Zuo Yan left Gao Laozhuang, he actually dismissed all the meat bait warriors under his hands.
Zuo Yan is in the fourth realm of Dao Ying, and he is just a promotion to the first realm of Dao Ying.
Could it be that the rumors about ghosts and gods protecting the Tao are indeed true?
Lu Xin was horrified. Several thousand households had died in Gao Laozhuang, and he heard that a magician who had been born also died.
He had just decided to quit, and the black fish parasitic on his brain was ready to move.
Lu Xin could feel that Heiyu was taking away his body and soul, and it was obviously impossible to get rid of the foreign matter in his body.
“No, no, no, Xianjia, I can deal with him!!”
Lu Xin used his secret technique, and his body structure suddenly changed drastically. His limbs shrank, his bones collapsed toward the spine, and he turned into a half-man, half-snake.
Shen Lian took out the pocket ghost gourd and took a sip of wine, holding the core between his fingertips.
Bounce hard.
The fruit cores were scattered in all directions, and there were constant explosions overhead.
Most of the Jinwu Guards who maintained the sealing circle were killed or wounded, so naturally they could not bear the core containing the true meaning of martial arts, and the circle was broken open.
Wang Xin and Wang Xin looked at each other and quickly organized the people to evacuate as Shen Lian said.
What made them a little helpless was that, perhaps because Zhong Kui had taken action to protect Yanliang Town many times, instead of panicking, the people climbed to their rooftops and applauded and shouted.
Myna was holding half a pound of peanuts in his mouth, looking like he was watching a show.
Such a scene can only be seen in Yanliang Town in the Tang Dynasty.
Shen Lian staggered towards Lu Xin, with tides flowing around him.
Lu Xin was not surprised but happy when he saw this.
He noticed that although Shen Lian had not lost control of his body and soul, there was obviously something wrong with him. Not only was he half a beat too slow, but his strength and accuracy were also far apart.
“That’s it!”
“This person is nothing more than a warrior. Even if his physical body is extremely strong, mastering the secret technique of Tianhe will definitely lead to a backlash between his body and soul!!”
Shen Lian Punch.
Lu Xin nimbly dodged sideways, and the wind of the fist brushed past his shoulder.
"I just need to delay time and look for loopholes little by little."
"Huh?"
Lu Xin felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, and the scales on his body couldn't bear it. spare energy.
Right arm joint dislocation.
"How is it possible? I can't even bear it with my remaining strength?!"
The corners of Shen Lian's mouth raised, and his strength turned into Yang attributes. Suddenly, the vision around him disappeared, and a fiery red sun rose from the sea.
“Ah!!!”
Lu Xin bent down to avoid it in an inhuman posture, and as a result, half of his scalp was torn off.
In the eyes of Wang Xin and Wang Xin, the fight between Shen Lian and Lu Xin was very... funny.
Yes, it can only be described as funny.
The true meaning of Shen Lian's martial arts is already comparable to that of an alchemist, but he seems to be punching on his own, and sometimes the distance between his fists and palms is half a meter.
Lu Xin seemed to be doing well, but his injuries were getting more and more serious.
Shen Lian punched again.
Lu Xin's embarrassing roll released his energy, and at the same time his right foot turned into a snake's tail and wrapped around Shen Lian's neck, and his internal energy poured into his flesh and blood without any reservation.
Bah.
Lu Xin retracted his right leg.
There were a few scratches on Shen Lian's neck, but a piece of flesh and blood was missing from Lu Xin's right leg.
"Master Lu, please try harder, I can bear it."
"You!"
Lu Xin almost went crazy with desire, and a deep feeling of powerlessness came to his heart. He felt that Shen Lian had flaws everywhere, but he could not seriously injure the latter.
The temptation to worship in the cave, the frustration of being unable to defeat the warriors...
"Mortals, give your body and soul to Ba Boer, run, hand over your body and soul!!!"
“Take it.”
“Master Immortal, I want to watch Shen Lian die.”
"He will not die, but he will become the Prince Consort's [Novice monk]."
Lu Xin's neck was twisted 180 degrees, and a black fish came out of the back of his head, and then he was covered by a half-human, half-fish face. of deformed faces covered.
"Mortal!!!"
Ba Bo'er Ben murmured, waiting for Shen Lian's dog tail to beg for mercy.
As a result, he heard Shen Lian humming a weird children's song.
"I am Ba Bo'er Ben, he is Ba Bo'er Ba, Ba Bo'er Ben Bo'er Ba, two happy little monsters, beautiful as flowers, loved by everyone..."
(End of this chapter)
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