I can't be a demon.

Chapter 115 Killing While Eating Noodles

Zhu Yihong looked around, trying to find the nine-eared demon in the dark; Wang Xin used his fingers dipped in noodle soup to draw on the table, trying to figure out whether there were any flaws in the magic circle that blocked Hefeng Street.

Compared with the two of them, Shen Lian ignored Lu Xin's prying eyes and continued to eat 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 just like you. He caught a cold in his mother's womb and has been weak since he was a child. He has been practicing martial arts with Master Bai at the Tide Martial Arts School recently and has gotten much better recently..."

The old man kept chattering and cooked another egg for Shen Lian.

"I'm not afraid of my father-in-law laughing at me."

"I also studied martial arts at the Tide Martial Arts School before, but my talent was just average."

The old man smiled innocently and said, "If my grandson is lucky enough to become his direct disciple, I will ask him to tell Master Bai that you can go back and practice martial arts for a few more years."

"You need to eat more and exercise more, otherwise you won't be able to find a wife in the future."

"Hahaha, yes."

Shen Lian controlled his strength bit by bit, as if carving words on rice grains, and could feel that the weakness in his martial arts was gradually being made up.

Wang Xin and the other man were not paying any attention to the plain noodles; the noodles in their bowls had already clumped together.

They noticed that the faint demonic aura emitted by Lu Xin and others caused the stench in the air to become increasingly intense. There were no pedestrians on Hefeng Street, only an old man waiting for Shen Lian to finish eating.

There is a haunted monster in the cave with at least four thousand years of Taoist practice.

Otherwise it will not cause a major tidal shedding.

The black fish parasitic in the brain of the Jinwu Guard is extremely active.

Even Lu Xin, who was at the seventh level of Dao Infant, had cracks spreading across his skull, his brain matter dripping down his chin, and his remaining sanity was being destroyed.

Lu Xin vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

In the Jinwu Guard, a large number of captains were very wary of Yanliang Town, especially Zuo Yan, who almost turned pale at the mention of him.

Lu Xin only felt that Shen Lian's body and soul showed signs of being out of control, but he seemed confident.

What on earth does he rely on?

While Lu Xin was hesitating, Ba Boerben seemed to have lost his patience. The parasitic black fish took the initiative and began to influence the judgment of the Jinwu Guards.

More than a dozen Jinwu Guards could not suppress the malice in their hearts.

They walked slowly out of the shadows, their inner strength surging throughout their bodies, and their special abilities began to intensify.

"Black Tiger Hall?"

The old man at the noodle stall was too old and frail to see the person coming. He muttered to himself, "The government said that the fishy smell was caused by demons. How dare the scoundrels from the Black Tiger Hall cause trouble in the middle of the night?"

"Aren't you afraid of angering Master Zhong Kui?"

The old man trembled as he packed his things, and at the same time said, "My grandson's Tide Martial Arts School is nearby. You should stay away from the disaster with me, and don't get involved in the gang disputes."

Wang Xin and his companion were not wearing light armor, so the old man thought they were just ordinary diners.

"Don't move, old man."

Poof.

With the internal force surging, strangely deformed human-faced fish puppets emerged from the open jaws of the Jinwu Guards. It was obvious that the parasitic black fish caused the secret technique to become strange and inexplicable.

The human-faced fish left their bodies at the same time and rushed towards the noodle stall in unison.

"Demon...demon!"

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

Wang Xin and the other man drew their swords at their waists immediately as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Click.

They were stunned and heard the sound of chopsticks breaking.

Then, a draught like a real wind came howling!!!

Shen Lian was still drinking soup, but he clenched the five fingers of his left hand tightly, and the sudden wind from his fist, carrying the unique salty and wet smell of the sea tide, penetrated the street.

Lu Xin's pupils shrank slightly.

More than a dozen human-faced fish let out screams as if they could not bear the heavy burden and died suddenly.

The secret puppet was twisted into a knot, and the Jinwu Guards were thrown to the ground. This was just a small burst of strength from Shen Lian, and he didn't use any martial arts.

"Shen... Shen Lian, aren't you losing control of your body and soul?"

Shen Lian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Master Zhu, when did I say that my body and soul were out of control?"

"Well, if nothing unexpected 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 blocking magic circle..."

“It will be gone soon.”

Shen Lian drank all the noodle soup in one gulp. Because of his unstable control, a few spots of chopped green onions stained his chest. The ground shook slightly, as if a natural disaster was about to come.

"Protect the old man, so as not to hurt him by mistake."

The old man was shocked and murmured, "Master Zhong Kui, please bless my grandson to become Master Bai's disciple."

"I don't know if Master Zhong Kui's words are effective, but I still have some weight in the Tide Martial Arts School. People call me the eldest brother."

Zhu Yihong sensed an unspeakable threat and her hair weaved into a large spider silk web. Wang Xin also immediately released a shell-like magic weapon.

"Father-in-law!"

"You can go home and describe it to your grandchildren. This is the true meaning of martial arts!!!"

The moment Shen Lian stood up, except for the empty bowl in his hand, the wooden table and chairs all turned into powder, like a ferocious beast that had escaped from its trap.

Step with your right foot.

All over Hefeng Street, sea water was gushing out from the cracks in the ground and walls.

The secret techniques of the immortals imitate all things in the world in order to pursue the way of heaven; the true meaning of martial arts is to comprehend all things in the world, and every move and every posture carries the meaning of heaven.

When the two are combined, it seems as if everything in the world is in the palm of your hand.

【Tianhe Fist (River in the 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 the road were all shattered.

The broken blue bricks and stones hit the surface of the net and almost penetrated the secret technique of the sixth level of Yuandan.

Shen Lian ran wildly.

His flesh, blood, and bones began to expand, turning into a ferocious monster over four meters tall, with scales covering his skin and his dragon horns growing a little longer. His white bone spine swung.

Most of the Jinwu Guards had only heard rumors about Shen Lian and had never actually faced him. Now they froze in place, their eyes filled with fear.

The sense of oppression brought by a Yuandan warrior far exceeds that of a thousand-year-old demon.

By the time they came to their senses, it was obviously too late to block Shen Lian's attack, and they could only watch the giant's body grow bigger.

Rumble.

Shen Lian stopped.

The streets looked like farmland plowed by old oxen, with half-meter-deep ditches suddenly appearing.

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

There was a bloody mess in front of Shen Lian. The Jinwu Guards who were closer were completely smashed into pieces, and the few who were 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 small fry who were running away in fear, and looked at Lu Xin with a smile. Steam rose, and the true meaning of martial arts was revealed.

"???"

Lu Xin's pupils trembled, and the Dao Infant in his Dantian frantically gave warnings.

He suddenly remembered the news he had learned not long ago that after leaving Gao Laozhuang, Zuo Yan actually dismissed all the meat bait warriors under his command.

Zuo Yan was at the fourth stage of Daoying, while he himself had merely used a trick to advance to the first stage.

Could it be that the rumors about ghosts and gods protecting the way are true?

Lu Xin was horrified. Several thousand households had died in Gao Village, and it was also heard that a Taoist priest who had come out of the world had also died.

Just when he was thinking of giving up, the black fish that was parasitic on his brain started to make a move.

Lu Xin could feel that the black fish was taking over his body and soul, and it was obviously impossible to remove the foreign objects in his body.

"No no no, Xianjia, I can handle him!!"

When Lu Xin performed a secret technique, his body structure suddenly changed dramatically. His limbs shrank and his bones collapsed towards his spine, turning him into half human, half snake.

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

Bounce with force.

Fruit cores were scattered everywhere and explosions occurred continuously above our heads.

Most of the Jinwu Guards who were maintaining the blockade formation had already been killed or injured, so they naturally could not withstand the fruit core that contained the true meaning of martial arts, and the formation was broken.

Wang Xin and the other man looked at each other, and hurriedly organized the people to evacuate according to Shen Lian's instructions.

What made them feel a little helpless was that, perhaps because Zhong Kui had protected Yanliang Town many times, the people did not panic, but instead climbed onto their roofs to applaud and cheer.

The mynah bird was holding half a pound of peanuts in its mouth, looking like it was watching a show.

Such a scene can only be found in Yanliang Town within the territory of the Tang Dynasty.

Shen Lian staggered towards Lu Xin, with a tide flowing around his body.

Seeing this, Lu Xin was not surprised but happy.

He noticed that although Shen Lian's body and soul had not lost control, there were obviously problems. Not only was he a beat slow, but the accuracy of his strength was also far from accurate.

"I see!"

"This person is just a warrior. Even if his body is extremely strong, his mastery of the Tianhe secret technique has caused his body and soul to backfire. It must be!!"

Shen Lian punched.

Lu Xin dodged lightly by leaning sideways, and the fist just brushed past his shoulder.

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

"kindness?"

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

Dislocated right arm joint.

"How is this possible? Don't I even have the energy to spare?!"

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 above the sea.

"what!!!"

Lu Xin bent down to dodge in an inhuman posture, resulting in most of his scalp being torn off.

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 skills were comparable to those of an alchemist, but he seemed to be punching on his own, and sometimes his fists and palms were half a meter apart.

Although Lu Xin seemed to be able to handle it with ease, his injuries were getting worse.

Shen Lian punched again.

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

呲la.

Lu Xin retracted his right leg.

Shen Lian had several scratches on his neck, and Lu Xin's right leg was missing a piece of flesh.

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

"you!"

Lu Xin almost went crazy, a deep feeling of powerlessness surged in his heart. He felt that Shen Lian had flaws everywhere, but he just couldn't seriously injure the latter.

The temptation to enter the cave, the frustration of being unable to defeat the warriors...

"Mortal, give your body and soul to Ba Boerben, give your body and soul to me!!!"

"Take it."

"Master, I want to see Shen Lian die."

"He will not die, but he will become the Prince Consort's [Ascaris monk]."

Lu Xin's neck twisted 180 degrees, a black fish emerged from the back of his head, and was then covered by a deformed face that was half human, half fish.

"mortal!!!"

Ba Bo'erben murmured, waiting for Shen Lian to beg for mercy.

As a result, he heard Shen Lian humming a strange nursery rhyme.

"I am Baboerben, and he is Benboerba. Baboer and Benboerba are two happy little monsters, loved by everyone and as beautiful as flowers..."

(End of this chapter)