I can't be a demon

"Demon...demon!"

The old man fell to the ground, holding in his right hand the amulet his grandson had obtained from Zhong Kui Temple.

Wang Xin and Wang 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, it was like a real wind roaring in! ! !

Shen Lian was still drinking soup, but the fingers of his left hand were tightly closed, and the sudden wind of fists carried the unique salty dampness of the sea tide through the street.

Lu Xin's pupils narrowed.

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 your body and soul?"

Shen Lian couldn't laugh or cry, "Master Zhu, when did I say that my 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 sealing circle..."

"It'll be gone in a moment."

Shen Lian drank the noodle soup in one gulp. Due to 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 my father-in-law 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."

"It's unclear whether Master Zhong Kui's words are effective, 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 his 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, except for the empty bowl in his hand, the wooden tables 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 techniques of the Immortal Family imitate all phenomena in the world and are techniques to pursue the way of heaven; the true meaning of martial arts is to understand all 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 shuttled through the water, and the true meaning of martial arts condensed into a tide.

Bang bang bang bang bang.

The doors and windows of shops along both sides of the road were shattered.

The green bricks and rubble 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, with scales covering his skin and the dragon's horns growing longer.

The bones and spine shook.

Most of the Jinwu Guards had only heard rumors about Shen Lian and had never really faced them. Now they were frozen in place, their eyes full of fear.

A Yuandan warrior brings a sense of oppression that far exceeds that of a thousand-year-old demon.

When they came to their senses, it was obviously too late to block Shen Lian's attack, and they watched the giant figure enlarge in front of their eyes.

Rumble.

Shen Lian stopped walking.

The streets looked like farmland plowed by old cows, with ditches half a meter deep appearing.

"Sorry, I couldn't control my strength for a while."

There was a bloody mess in front of Shen Lian. The Jinwu Guard who was closer was completely smashed into minced meat, and several people three or four meters behind were also riddled with 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 frantically warning.

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 sneaky promotion to the first realm of Dao Ying.

Could it be that the rumors of ghosts and gods protecting the Tao are indeed true?

Lu Xin's hair stood on end. Several thousand families had died in Gao Laozhuang, and he heard that a magician who had been born also died.

He just wanted to quit, and the black fish parasitic on his brain was ready to take action.

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 dramatically. His limbs shrank, his bones collapsed toward his spine, and he turned into a half-man, half-snake.

Shen Lian took out the pocket ghost gourd, took a sip of wine, and held the core between his fingertips.

Give it a hard flick.

The fruit cores were scattered in all directions, and there was a constant stream of explosions overhead.

Most of the Jinwu Guards who maintained the sealing circle were killed or wounded, so naturally they couldn't 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.

Starling 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's body and soul were not out of control, 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.

"I see!"

"This person is no more than a warrior. Even if his body is extremely strong, mastering the secret technique of Tianhe will inevitably cause a backlash in his body and soul!!"

Shen Lian punched.

Lu Xin nimbly dodged sideways, and the wind of the fist brushed past his shoulder.

"I just need to delay time and find the flaws bit by bit."

"Huh?"

Lu Xin felt a sharp pain in his shoulder, and the scales on his body could not bear the remaining force.

His right arm joint was dislocated.

"How is it possible? Can't I even bear the remaining force?!!"

Shen Lian raised the corner of his mouth, and his strength turned into Yang. Suddenly, the strange phenomena around him disappeared, and a fiery red sun rose on the sea.

"Ah!!!"

Lu Xin bent down to avoid in an inhuman posture, and as a result, most of his scalp was torn.

In the eyes of Wang Xin and the others, the fight between Shen Lian and Lu Xin was very... funny.

Yes, it can only be described as funny.

Shen Lian's martial arts true meaning is comparable to that of a Taoist priest, but he seems to be punching on his own, and sometimes his fists and palms are half a meter apart.

Lu Xin seems to be at ease, but his injuries are getting worse.

Shen Lian punches again.

Lu Xin rolled over in a panic, and at the same time, his right foot, which had turned into a snake's tail, wrapped around Shen Lian's neck, and his internal force poured into his flesh without reservation.

Squeak.

Lu Xin retracted his right leg.

Shen Lian's neck had a few more scratches, but Lu Xin's right leg lost a piece of flesh.

"Master Lu, please use a little more strength. I can bear it."

"You!"

Lu Xin almost went crazy, and a deep sense of powerlessness surged in his heart. He felt that Shen Lian had flaws everywhere, but he could not seriously injure the latter.