My enemies became my companions

Chapter 224: Killing
In the distance, a huge figure can be seen falling from the sky. It looks like a human but not a human, and like a ghost but not a ghost. It has three heads and six arms and is extremely ugly. It is pressing down on the entire Yuyong City, as if overlooking this tiny county town.

The sky and earth were suddenly struck by a strange phenomenon, and everything went dark. People were in a panic for a moment, and the citizens of Yuyong City scattered like birds and beasts, scrambling madly to escape the city. The whole Yuyong City was almost a deserted city. After the shock, the teahouse became quiet again, because there was no one living there anymore.

The Western Regions monk frowned and said:
"The inner demons are revealed, the way of the Dao Sect..."

The white-robed nun was unhappy when she heard this and muttered:
“Buddhists have that, too.”

It was the first time for Yin Tingxue and Donggong Ruoshu to see such a scene. Seeing the demons gradually approaching, the two women were getting uneasy. Chen Yi gently took Yin Tingxue's hand and handed her to the nun.

"You protect them well."

When Chen Yi said this, he naturally included Donggong Ruoshu.

Yin Weiying nodded slightly without commenting on Chen Yi's words. She immediately led the two girls downstairs. Chen Yi looked at the approaching demon from afar and felt a strong murderous intent.

"Chen Yi."

Waves of demonic sounds came from outside Yuyong City and headed straight for Chen Yi's ears.

The teahouse was shaking, and the wall dust was shaking off like waves. Chen Yi realized who had transformed this demon.
"Oh it's you."

The last successor of the Hehuan Sect, Zhao Bai.

All the luck of the entire sect is concentrated on him alone, and the inner demon manifested by him at this moment is even more terrifying than imaginable.

Compared with this huge monster, Yuyong City is as fragile as a walnut carving.

Hearing Chen Yi's response, the demon roared, and then the black energy condensed into a blade and slashed straight forward.

The knife-like black gas cut through the county buildings like tofu. The teahouse was torn apart. Layers of air waves swept through. Chen Yi dodged sideways and turned around to see that the black gas had cut a small piece of the entire county along the line of the teahouse.

The teahouse began to collapse, first falling diagonally, with broken walls and ruins falling one after another. The two monks and a warrior in the teahouse pointed to the floor, and their figures passed through the collapsing teahouse and came to the street.

Seeing Chen Yi with his own eyes, the demon let out a sharp scream, shaking the collapsed teahouse so much that it broke apart like shredded paper, with rubble and debris flying in the air with the smoke and dust.

The devilish sound came, and Buddha's light rippled on Chen Yi's body, and the red gold relic shone brightly.

The two monks also chanted together. A layer of golden light appeared on the body of the crazy sutra master, and his wrists and ankles were painted with Sanskrit, just like the Vajra Indestructible Body of Zen Buddhism. The Western monk had already started his boxing stance. He stood quietly in the front, and around his broad and straight figure, it seemed that eight celestial dragons appeared.

At this time, the demon sneered and swung his palm with a loud bang. The dark shadows overlapped, there were thousands of them, and they whistled with sharp peaks, and the sound was shrill.

Thousands of ghosts rushed towards Yuyong City. The whole county seemed to have become a ghost town, with eerie and menacing ghosts everywhere, attacking the three people with sharp fangs and claws.

The eminent monk from the Western Regions turned his fist stance, stood on one foot, and raised his other two hands. A green flame came out of his head, several feet high, burning like a candle, and looked like a yaksha!

The Yaksha among the Eight Heavenly Dragons, the ghost that kills ghosts, was possessed by the Yaksha, a high monk from the Western Regions. He threw several punches, and green flames instantly swept over the ghosts and spirits that were rushing towards him.

Faint flames rang out along with the screams of ghosts and spirits. A high monk from the Western Regions stood in front of the two men, blocking the oncoming dark shadows.

"You two, go straight for the demons!" shouted the eminent monk from the Western Regions.

Chen Yi and the Crazy Sutra Master looked at each other, and without hesitation, they each used their Qinggong skills to move between the buildings.

The demon noticed this, and he formed a seal with three heads and six arms. With a roar of the Sanskrit sound of "stop", in an instant, the figures of Chen Yi and the crazy sutra master stopped for a while.

The distance at which they stopped was just at the extreme length of the demon's two arms.

The demon let out a hideous grin, and clasped his two arms together in the middle at an extremely fast speed, intending to crush the two men to death between his palms.

It was like two mountains rushing towards them at the speed of meteors, and the movements of Chen Yi and the Crazy Scripture Master became extremely difficult, and they seemed to be killed on the spot.

At this critical moment, the Crazy Scripture Master shouted:
"Om!"

He suddenly stretched out his hands with his sleeves flaring up, and in a blink of an eye, the body of the Mad Scripture Master enlarged several times and turned into a golden giant eight or nine meters tall. His whole body was glowing golden, and when the two palms of the devil came at him, it was like a small mountain supporting two mountains!

The demonic demon let out a ferocious roar, and the devilish sound penetrated into the ears of the mad sutra master, making him feel the devil in his heart. But the latter just paused slightly, the golden light dimmed, and then laughed:
"Luckily I'm crazy enough, otherwise I'd be shocked by you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yi suddenly broke free from the demon's magic, used his Qinggong skills, unsheathed his Hou Kang sword, and stepped on the demon's arm.

There was no need for much conversation between warriors of this level. After Chen Yi looked at them, they tacitly came up with a plan.

The demon saw the tiny figure leap up, and as if burning with anger, blazing black flames came out of the dark figure.

One after another, black tongues of fire swept over from all directions. Chen Yi fought with his sword and knife. Dozens of black flames were cut off by his swords and knives. Then hundreds and thousands of black flames came again, and they pressed over with unstoppable force.

Even with the Buddha's light protecting him, Chen Yi still seemed unable to cope with it.

The demon grinned grimly, and the black flames condensed into a giant black python, which pounced along the arm with great force.

At the critical moment, a hurricane hit, and Chen Yi glanced sideways and found that it was actually a high monk from the Western Regions. His fist stance had changed, and it looked like a roc, with illusory wings behind him, with all kinds of solemn and precious colors on them, and a protruding wish-fulfilling pearl on his head. It was the golden-winged roc among the Eight Heavenly Dragons.

The wings swirled up a crosswind, pushing the giant python away, and then the Peng python fought back, bursting out with bursts of powerful force!

The eminent monk from the Western Regions glanced at Chen Yi.

Chen Yi understood what he meant without even looking at him. He burst into an even faster speed, suddenly cutting through the black flames in front of him and leaping onto the demon's head.

The dark black Hou Kang sword stabbed heavily from top to bottom.

The fleeting sword light was extremely inconspicuous under the dark sky, and it passed in an instant.

It seemed as if nothing had happened.

The huge monster stopped at this moment.

The black flames on his body first roared up, causing a storm, and then disappeared like fireworks.

Destroying Zen Sword.

As violently as the black flames came, they also retreated as miserably at this moment, like a receding tide, layer upon layer, revealing the center of the demon and Zhao Bai's dead-like face.

His eyes were red, and he seemed to be still unwilling to give in. He asked with a grim smile:

"Why, why can anyone decide my life or death?! I just want to pass on my kung fu!"

As the words fell, tongues of black flames swept over, as if making a final counterattack.

Chen Yi's eyes seemed to capture every trajectory, and the sword in his hand took the initiative to shatter every tongue of fire.

The flames that rushed over became fewer and fewer, and weaker and weaker.

Zhao Bai's face gradually turned pale and desperate, and he muttered to himself:

"I just want to pass on Kung Fu..."

"Do you want to pass this skill on?"

The man asked with a smile,
"Have you asked me?"

"Will you help us pass on our kung fu?"

Zhao Bai laughed miserably, and then he couldn't laugh anymore.

"No, I will kill you all by myself."

(End of this chapter)