In Zongman, the evil spirits are eliminated physically.

Ouyang Xuan put the final conclusion to this incident in just one sentence.

"As you command, Lord Ou."

From the moment they arrived in the Apennines, Hayasaka Nao has placed her status very low. Facing Ouyang Falcon, a junior who is almost ten years younger than her, Hayasaka Nao has been respectful like a servant from beginning to end. And this is different from when she was with Shinomiya Gan'an. When she was with Shinomiya Gan'an, Hayasaka Nao had her daughter and family on her shoulders. Her respect for Shinomiya Gan'an was external, while her respect for Ouyang Falcon came from the heart.

Yang No, who also came from a big family, could tell the difference at a glance. Because she had little contact with Hayasaka Nao before, Yang No could only see 20% to 30% of it. Now she can probably tell 70% to 80%.

[Ouyang, you haven't fully confessed your affair with Miss Hayasaka.]

Yang Nai narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at Ouyang Xuan. Yang Nai knew that Ouyang Xuan, who had a deep understanding of her, would definitely understand what she meant.

[The rest is her privacy, I am not comfortable discussing it.]

"Is it something that, if told, would threaten the life of Miss Hayasaka, or even Miss Hayasaka next door?"

【Yes. 】

[Okay, I forgive you.]

While Ouyang Xuan and his group were talking, the originally bustling crowd had already left one after another. Some of them suddenly received calls to work overtime, some said that the pasta at home was broken, and some were caught by their girlfriends on a date with their wife's daughter and were taken home. For various reasons, Ouyang Xuan and his group were the only ones left on the street. Even the store clerks had to go home because their hamster had beaten the cat.

Dispersing idlers is a simple and effective spell.

On the street that had turned into a battlefield in the otherworld, Ouyang Jun felt a little regretful. He should have asked the clerk to refill his glass of grape juice before she left.

Violent energy suddenly appeared, and a scarlet steel gun flew towards Ouyang Sun at a speed that even sound could not catch up with. The target was Ouyang Sun's heart. The gun was thrown from the roof of the building at the opposite corner. The straight-line distance to Ouyang Sun's heart was less than 300 meters. For a supersonic steel gun, it was basically equivalent to aiming and hitting.

When the steel gun had already flown in front of Ouyang Xuan and was one meter away from him, Hei Honghong made a move. Her white little hand held the steel gun in her hand as if it were a leaf falling in the wind.

"You grabbed my Deaththorn Spear with your bare hands!?"

77

Chapter 77 Tights Perversion.

The surging magic power on the steel gun was like a burning flame being suddenly poured with a bucket of water the moment Hei Honghong grasped it. It didn't even have a chance to make a sizzling sound or emit smoke, and it was extinguished silently.

"Is that the strength?"

Hei Honghong squeezed it a little harder, and the steel gun broke into two pieces, then disappeared into the air.

This gun is condensed from magic power. For Hei Honghong's insulating claws, there is no softer persimmon than this. Before Hei Honghong squeezed it hard, the steel gun was already in a precarious state, and even a strong wind might blow it off.

"Miss, who are you? There aren't many people who can block my gun, but there are some. But to catch it with your bare hands and crush it, even in my time, is a rare existence."

The man who attacked Ouyang Xuan jumped down from the building on the opposite corner of the street. As his body landed on the ground, his casual shirt turned into a tight-fitting combat uniform, and the red steel gun was once again gathered in his hand.

"If it were you, you should be able to kill my master's old woman. I wonder if if I kill you here, your soul can reach my master and kill her."

Holding the gun and assuming an attacking posture, Cu Chulainn stared at Hei Honghong and Ouyang Falcon vigilantly. According to the information given by Kallen, Ouyang Falcon was the strongest among these people, but now under the coverage of Hei Honghong's demonic power, Cu Chulainn could not directly sense Ouyang Falcon's magic power.

"I'll break your gun and kill you."

Heihonghong pointed at Cuchulainn.

"Being beaten to death by a beauty like you is a happy thing for me. Although not as good as the Vikings, the Celts also hold death in high esteem."

"Are you the undead summoned during this experiment...the Holy Grail War?"

Ouyang Falcon asked.

“Heroic Spirit, Heroic Spirit.”

Cu Chulainn corrected Ouyang Falcon's name, "Although we are not as powerful as described in your animations, the warriors of the old times were all very strong."

"Did your Master ask you to attack me, or did you mean to do this on your own?"

Ouyang Jun looked at Cu Chulainn. His body was connected by a silk thread made of what Ouyang Jun called mana and Lulutia called magic power. One end was connected to Cu Chulainn and the other end was connected to the distance.

If the Heroic Spirits want to survive, move and fight in the real world, they must be provided with magic power by the Master, that is, the person who summoned these Heroic Spirits. The level of magic power supplied by the Master directly affects the combat effectiveness of the Heroic Spirits. It is either a powerful alliance or Lu Bu riding a dog.

"Want to know the answer? Then come and get it the Celtic way."

Cu Chulainn laughed and said, "Come and fight! If you want an answer from me, you must defeat me first."

"Answer the Taoist brother's question, tights pervert."

Hearing Hei Honghong calling his tights perverted, Cu Chulainn's mouth twitched, "Miss, this is my magic battle suit, a magic item that can improve the efficiency of magic. This is not an ordinary tights."

"Mr. Tights Pervert, if you want to become stronger, remember to wear a red fat one on the outside, oh."

Relying on Ouyang Sun to protect him, Yang Nai felt so safe that he put his hands to his mouth like a trumpet and shouted to Cu Chulainn.

A blue tight-fitting undershirt. If Cu Chulainn wore a red fat top and a big S on his chest, his combat effectiveness would immediately be improved to a higher level. When he was summoned, Cu Chulainn's head was stuffed with modern knowledge and languages of various countries. When he heard Yang Nai's shouting, he naturally understood what he meant. However, Cu Chulainn had no time to refute him, as Hei Honghong had already rushed up with his fists.

Heihonghong is very fast, but Cu Chulainn is not a pushover. As a well-known warrior among the Celts, Cu Chulainn did not dare to be negligent in the face of Heihonghong's hand that could directly crush his steel spear. He danced with the steel spear in his hand with great vigor, but unfortunately Heihonghong was a Tyrannosaurus.

"You...are so weak."

"Hey, hey, hey, miss, what's wrong with you? My weapons and attacks hit you like ice hitting fire. What kind of heroic spirit are you? A Roman emperor? Someone who specializes in restraining us Celts?"

"You are too weak. Is this the level of Western warriors?"

"It's not that I'm too weak, it's that you're cheating, haha. But it takes a powerful enemy like you to make the battle more exciting."

Cu Chulainn said it easily, but in fact he was sweating profusely behind his back. Black and red insulating claws were simply the natural nemesis of heroic spirits who relied purely on magic to appear in the world. As long as they were touched by Black and red, the magic at that position would disappear and collapse. When Cu Chulainn's steel gun touched Black and red insulating claws, it would be transformed from an invincible magic weapon into a physical fire stick, blocking Black and red's attack in a very short time before the steel gun disappeared.

After all, he is a top-level warrior. Although he was persecuted madly in a certain world line, Cu Chulainn still managed to avoid being killed instantly. The steel spear in his hand was not just for defense, but also for constantly looking for opportunities to take the initiative to attack, because that would only mean that sooner or later he would be found an opportunity by Hei Honghong to hit him hard. According to the magic power provided by his master, after three punches, Cu Chulainn felt that he would have to go back to see his master.

Relying on the huge advantage of armed forces over unarmed ones, Cu Chulainn barely maintained the battle situation. The collision of iron fists and steel guns made a roaring sound like a train collision in the street. As Hei Honghong and Cu Chulainn moved and fought, the restaurant's tables, chairs and benches, the stainless steel street lamps with a layer of copper paint on the outside, and the floor tiles that were nominally Renaissance but were actually made in Yiwu, were all destroyed in the fierce battle between the two. The intensity of the battle between the two was directly reflected in numbers in the budget of the Roman road administration department.

"This feeling of fighting a woman and being killed at any moment always reminds me of my training with my master. It's been ages since I've had a battle that ignited my warrior spirit like this. If you're willing not to use it, Miss, no, asking a warrior to give up their greatest weapon is too rude."

"It's no use talking more."

"Hahaha, then let's have a good fight!"

"Brother Taoist hasn't eaten yet. I'm not interested in arguing with you any more. You deserve to die if you let Brother Taoist go hungry."

"You're going to kill me just because your Master is starving. Your Master is too delicate. A qualified warrior must maintain a strong fighting spirit even if he is about to die of hunger. A man who can sign a contract with a powerful woman like you is no softie."

"The battle with you is not even one percent of what it takes to get Brother Taoist to eat."

Since the stalemate is not favorable to you, then go all in. Warriors learn to fight calmly and judge the situation. At the critical moment, you must go all in. If conventional combat skills can no longer break the deadlock, then go all in. Going all in is an art and a philosophy.

"Miss, come and take this shot from me."

Cu Chulainn's gun-holding posture suddenly changed from a stable grip on the middle of the gun to a tight grip on the end of the gun. He abandoned his defense and used a self-sacrificing stab on Hei Honghong. Although this grip was not convenient for stabilizing the gun and operating it, it could greatly increase the distance of the attack, and because of the sudden change in the attack rhythm, it could also disrupt Hei Honghong's attack rhythm. If this trick was used well, it could be a way to break the deadlock. If it was used poorly, the opponent would suddenly interrupt his attack rhythm and seize the opportunity to attack him.

"It's fast, but not fast enough, it's still a little short."

Cu Chulainn's spear was also very dangerous. The red tip of the spear was close to Hei Honghong's throat, but at the last little distance, it was blocked by Hei Honghong's soft but indestructible palm. The insulating claws took effect instantly and broke Cu Chulainn's steel spear. Cu Chulainn's forward potential energy had not stopped yet, and he continued to push the steel spear forward, causing his steel spear to break section by section in Hei Honghong's palm.

The rhythm of his attack was disrupted, and there was a momentary gap in his steps. Cu Chulainn knew that his tactics had failed, and was about to lean sideways to avoid Hei Honghong's attack as much as possible. He judged that Hei Honghong had just urgently returned to defense and raised his hand to block his spear, so he could at least have a little time to adjust his body posture.

But Hei Honghong did not give Cu Chulainn the chance. He changed his open palm that was used to block Cu Chulainn's spear into a grasping one, seizing Cu Chulainn's spear and pulling it up. Cu Chulainn's hand that was still holding the spear was naturally pulled up, and his torso, which had already given up defense and was hollow, was now exposed to Hei Honghong without any defense.

"Exorcism."

Hei Honghong's voice was not as passionate as when he used a big move, he just read out the name of the move in a calm manner.

not good! ! !

Cú Chulainn thought of many things in his mind, and finally they all materialized into one thing. Just like his master Scathach said, this was not a spear, but the materialization of death in the shape of a spear. Cú Chulainn encountered this kind of attack again, but this time the materialization of death changed from a spear to a fist.

It flew out at a sideways angle, smashing the bay window balcony of a building into pieces. The huge impact destroyed half of the building, and when it fell to the ground, it still had a lot of force, making a shallow hole in the ground.

Cu Chulainn's chest and abdomen were hit hard by a black and red exorcism punch. Skills with high enough attack power do not need fancy special effects and techniques. The plain overflow damage is more beautiful than any special effects.

Hei Honghong casually threw the steel spear that Cu Chulainn had dropped aside. Before it even hit the ground, it had turned into light and disappeared. The weapon, which was purely condensed by magic power, had been touched by the insulating claws and had lost its magic power supply, and had long since collapsed.

There was no further pursuit. After knocking Cu Chulainn away and smashing half of the building, Hei Honghong stopped and turned to look in the direction of Ouyang Sun. Ouyang Sun looked at him and asked him to wait a moment.

The situation of Cu Chulainn lying on the ground was not looking good either. Although the black and red exorcist killed Cu Chulainn without a single blow, his health bar was almost empty. Cu Chulainn lying on the ground could not move at all, and his body was already emitting golden light. This was the appearance of the heroic spirit transforming into a spirit again when it left the stage.

"Didn't you brag about being a Celtic hero? How could you be beaten like this by a woman? Look at you, you were beaten by women in mythology, and now you're being beaten by a woman too."

"Master, shouldn't you give me some magic power for this kind of thing? If I leave, you won't be able to fulfill my wish."

Cu Chulainn said with a grin, the magic power in his body was almost dry.

"Well, if you want it so badly, here you go, Mr. Blue Tights Pervert."

Kallen stretched out her hand. She could not save Cu Chulainn with her own magic power, so she used the Command Spell directly.

"Cú Chulainn, recover."

As the command seal disappeared, Cu Chulainn's transformation into a spirit particle finally stopped. However, his physical strength strangely did not recover immediately. When Cu Chulainn was puzzled, he saw Kallen adjusted the hem of her nun's uniform and sat down on Cu Chulainn as a cushion.

"Hey Master, you're using me as a meat cushion."

"Being able to serve as a meat cushion for a beautiful girl should be a reward for a legendary playboy like you. Do you, a pervert in a blue tights, still want to be stepped on by me?"

Kallen said with disdain: "Then you are really too perverted."

"Since you've been watching for a long time, then come out and support me. Isn't it your Master's job to support the Heroic Servants?"

"My job is to serve the Lord, but supporting the pervert in the blue tights is not part of it."

"You're still calling the blue tights pervert. Next time you get into a fight, go fight yourself. That woman can kill you with one slap."

"Oh, our pervert in blue tights is going on strike. Well, since you want to go on strike, I can only help you reluctantly."

Kallen sighed helplessly and held out her hand with regret, which still had two Command Seals on it.

"I've had a great time spending these past few days with you, my dear Mr. Pervert in Blue Tights."

Kallen said with regret: "Lanceman, I order you to commit suicide by the command seal."

"Stop, stop, stop. You can yell as much as you want. I'm a pervert in a blue tights today. I just had a few days of fun and I don't want to go back. I also have a date with a little girl tonight. I don't want to go back yet. I've been hurt for you, Master. I've shed blood for you, Master."

"Well, I will always remember you."

Kallen wiped away the tears that weren't there at all.

"Kill yourself, Lancer."

"You evil girl, don't you understand what people are saying? Stop it, you bastard!"

Ouyang Xuan and his companions watched the Master and Servant perform with great interest. If possible, Ouyang Xuan wanted a glass of grape juice.

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Chapter 78 Want to destroy his happiness.

"I sent you out to fight, and you got beaten so badly. How dare you yell at me?"

Kallen rolled her eyes at Cu Chulainn and said, "As expected, he's just a small-time pervert in a blue tights."

"If you have the guts, go fight that woman yourself. I don't even know what her abilities are. My gun lost its magic power when it touched her, and she punched me and nearly shattered my spirit core."

"I don't want to be an enemy of Lord Ou."

Kallen shook her head and said, "Kallen, Lord Ou and I are both clergy. Although we serve different masters, we have the same goal. We are brothers and sisters. How can we kill each other?"

"Does what you say have anything to do with what you do?"

Cu Chulainn stared at Kallen who was sitting on his back with his mouth wide open. It was she who sent him out to fight, and it was also she who asked him to test the fighting power of Ouyang Xuan and his men. Now this woman actually said that she did not want to be hostile to Ouyang Xuan. This is really shameless. You have such a shameless attitude, and it changes so quickly.

"I have confessed my previous mistakes to the Lord, and the Lord has forgiven me."

Kallen clasped her hands together devoutly.

"Hey! Master!"

Cu Chulainn beneath him suddenly went berserk, grabbed Kallen's collar and pulled her down, landing on her back on the ground. The steel spear in his hand condensed again, spinning like in movies or animations, not to block bullets or arrows, but to block the dragon flame blast shot by Ouyang Falcon.

Ouyang Sun only fired a tentative shot without continuous output. Cu Chulainn's steel gun, which was spinning like a propeller, shattered the dragon flame blast and sent it flying everywhere. A small flame passed over the steel gun and ran behind Cu Chulainn, setting Kallen's clothes on fire.

"Stupid Servant, how come you missed one of the attacks after blocking them? The fire started, and this fire is even covered with magic power that can't be destroyed."

After Karen slapped a few times and found that she couldn't put out the fire of Ouyang Xuan's Dragon Flame Explosion, she immediately took off her nun's clothes, put them on the ground and stomped on them a few times, but the fire still couldn't be put out. In the end, the fire was extinguished only after her clothes were burned to ashes.

"Master Ou, I only have this one nun's uniform. You don't know that we have a fixed number of clothes. You've caused me to lose my clothes. Shouldn't you compensate me with one?"

Kallen said confidently.

"can."

Ouyang Xuan nodded in agreement, "How about I give you a pure white one?"

"Nun's uniform is black and white."

"Mourning clothes."