Evil Spirit Consultant

Chapter 81 Broken Knife
Just as Yang Liu himself said, he had actually been hiding outside for a long time, secretly observing the situation inside.

After all, the current situation is unclear and it is impossible to identify the specific situation of the warring parties, so it is better to be cautious.

In fact, it was not surprising for Yang Liu to see extraordinary people next to the people in the restaurant. After all, if you didn't have some background or ability in this line of work, you would have been killed like a pig by decent people long ago.

That's why Yang Liu was waiting outside, because as long as two extraordinary people fought, there would definitely be quite a stir.

But there was one thing that was beyond Yang Liu's expectations. He didn't expect that this extraordinary person was so strong.

As the two people inside talked, Yang Liu also confirmed that the evil monk was the one who had given hope to the evil spirit who "licked the dog" in the brothel.

And from the conversation between the two parties, this monk was pretty much as he had expected, and was indeed a "good guy".

It’s good to be a good person. When you cooperate with good people, you don’t have to worry about being backstabbed.

So after confirming the target, Yang Liu naturally would not wait any longer. After all, this was a good opportunity to gain the other party's "trust value".

……

……

When faced with the willow question, the warrior was straightforward as always:
"Yes, you are here to avenge that woman, too?"

Yang Liu shook her head and waved her hands: "No, you misunderstood, I came here on behalf of a dog licker."

"?"

The warrior, who had been immersed in kendo since childhood and didn't know much about Internet slang, showed a puzzled look, but it did not prevent him from understanding the meaning of Yang Liu's words.

"So, you want to fight me too?"

Yang Liu tilted her head and thought for a moment: "I prefer to use the word 'fighting'."

"Ah!"

The warrior sneered as if he had heard a joke, and then said nothing more. He just silently took his stance, and the room fell into unbearable silence.

Zila...

The previous confrontation caused so much noise that the light bulb above his head became a little unstable.

There was a slight sound of electricity, and then the light bulb went out.

Swish!
The figures of both parties disappeared at the same time when darkness fell, and met in the center of the room at an unimaginable speed.

clang!
The collision between the famous sword and the rebar produced a crisp sound, and bright sparks flew, illuminating the willows and the calm face of the warrior.

They confronted each other for a moment, and then their arms turned into phantoms and the attack suddenly became rapid.

The clanging sound of blacksmithing reached my ears continuously, and the brilliant sparks could even illuminate the room instead of lights.

Yang Liu and the warrior's figures were like ghosts. Except for the moment when their weapons collided, their figures would be revealed under the sparks. At other times, Uga Shoji could only feel the whistling sound caused by the rapid movement of both sides in the room.

Class leader Kei, who was originally afraid of Uga Shoji, was now leaning back desperately, looking like he wanted to run behind the "robber".

Sergeant Jing felt as if he was standing naked in an ice field, surrounded by a cold wind as sharp as a blade that could shatter his limbs if it touched him.

The only safe area is around the "robber" behind him, which is like a small wooden house isolated in the cold wind.

The constant sense of death from his body made him no longer have the time to think, and he could only scream "wow wow" subconsciously. However, Uga Shoji himself was not feeling well either. He felt that the hairs on his body kept exploding, as if a ferocious beast that he could not defeat suddenly appeared beside him from time to time.

Uga Shoji knew that this was the "malice" and "murderous intent" that began to spread around the two opposing sides as the battle progressed. Although the main target of this will was the two opposing sides, he was in a weak state after all, so he also felt uncomfortable.

"Really, such an exaggerated power..."

Looking at the two figures disappearing into the darkness again as the sparks dissipated, Uga Shoji's eyes were filled with amazement and envy.

"If I had this kind of power, I would be more confident in achieving that goal..."

clang!
Holding the knife in both hands, the warrior once again struggled to push away the steel hammer in front of him. He did not dare to stop and continued to run quickly in the room, delaying time while looking for opportunities.

Feeling the tingling sensation coming from his hands, the warrior couldn't understand why this guy in front of him was so strong? !

I clearly didn't feel any special power fluctuations from the other person, just like an ordinary normal person.

But every blow from the crude-looking rebar hammer required him to use both hands and mobilize all his spiritual power to resist.

It didn't take much spiritual energy to cut the monk's image into pieces, but after just a short fight with this monster, it already showed signs of decline.

Apart from this, what makes a warrior most upset is the opponent's weapons.

It was simply a crudely made steel hammer that looked like a piece of junk, but it actually suppressed the famous sword in his hand.

Even if it weren't for the protection of his own spiritual power, the famous sword in his hand might have been broken in the previous collisions.

This sword is clearly an extraordinary weapon that was created by a master craftsman who spent several years and used a large amount of precious materials. It has also been cast with many spells by the Onmyojis.

Whether it is sharpness, performance, or the ability to increase spiritual power, it is perfect.

but why?
"…It's just a piece of crudely made trash. How can it suppress my sword?!"

Amid the roar, the warrior's powerful chop was, as always, easily blocked by the opponent's thickest hammer head.

Subconsciously, he wanted to continue using "super speed" to get away from the opponent and regroup, but he didn't expect that the guy in front of him would follow his steps and catch up with him in a weird manner.

"what?!"

The warrior was startled, but before he could react, he saw the steel hammer coming towards him.

clang!
He tried hard to block the opponent's attack again, but after Yang Liu caught this guy's trajectory, it was naturally impossible for him to escape.

The steel hammer in his hand instantly turned into countless phantoms, hitting the warrior in front of him on the head.

Faced with such intensive attacks, the warrior could only forcibly mobilize the somewhat exhausted spiritual power in his body to resist and dodge with difficulty.

During this period, he also tried to counterattack in the gaps between the opponent's attacks, but no matter how tricky the angle of the attack was, the guy in front of him would easily see through it and hit him back with a hammer.

Finally, after being suppressed by Yang Liu's violent attack for several seconds, a discordant sound of metal twisting was heard.

"Oops..."

The warrior immediately understood and tried to dodge, but Yang Liu's next attack had already hit the crack on the long sword in his hand.

Bang!
This priceless sword was smashed into pieces by Yang Liu with a rebar hammer, and the warrior was blasted against the wall by the remaining impact force.

(End of this chapter)