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Chapter 2488: Urban Martial Arts: Vicious Female Supporting Character 20
Xining finally understood why the host in the previous plot tried to persuade Ye Fan to come back. It was horrible, too horrible!

Thinking back to the past, I had seen a lot of things. I fought against the Tartars with only a few thousand old, weak, sick and disabled soldiers, and fought against the enemy's 30,000 or 40,000 troops. I led the enemy into the city walls and set them on fire, burning them one by one. But compared to the demons, I was nothing.

One after another, ugly creatures, some in human form, some in animal form, some in neither human nor animal form, and some in some other form, crawled in with their claws and fangs bared from the torn gaps in the barrier.

Those pairs of sharp claws, white, black, red, and even green under the strong searchlight, each pair was at least half a foot long. The fragile human skin could be cut off in one stroke, and the slightest touch could cause death or injury.

Hundreds of soldiers in the front formed a human wall and fired at the demons that kept appearing with Gatling-like machine guns. The special bullets continuously ejected from the muzzles could easily penetrate the demons' tough skin and even break their torsos into pieces. The body fragments fell to the ground and piled up into a small hill below, blocking the broken part of the barrier.

But the demons behind will tear the broken area even bigger.

When the barrier was broken and stretched to five meters wide, the demons swarmed in like hungry cockroaches. It was a terrifying scene.

Even though there were bullets intensively fired in the middle, and the warriors were fighting hard against the demons who broke through the barrier, there would still be some that slipped through the net. The demons were much faster than humans, and could jump five meters in one jump. In the blink of an eye, they were in front of the warriors and slapped a warrior away.

The soldiers holding pistols in the team immediately started shooting. These short-range, large-muzzle bullets could explode inside the demon's body after hitting it.

This demon with a tail and a lizard-like appearance was shot in the chest and exploded. Bright red blood splattered everywhere, staining the surrounding soldiers to varying degrees.

"No poison, keep shooting!" the old soldier next to him shouted. His voice could still be heard amid the deafening continuous gunfire.

And the soldiers were indeed not affected. No one took a step back. They were all blood-thirsty and some were roaring, as if the sound could be fired along with the bullets in the gun barrels.

Those who were attacked and sacrificed by the demons would be immediately replaced by the substitutes behind them.

Several medical staff bent over and searched the ground for living soldiers. As long as they found anyone breathing, they would immediately stuff a life-saving pill into their mouths and then take them to the back for treatment.

Compared to ordinary warriors who only had guns and no skills, the war between the martial arts warriors on both sides was more brutal. The beast-like demons, who had little IQ, could only rush around, relying entirely on their hunting and killing instincts.

The higher-level demons with brains would use these lower-level demons as shields, and when they broke through the barrier, they would find ways to circumvent the bullets, and they would run from both sides. Most of these higher-level demons had cultivation and could evade bullets, so they could only be killed by a single shot.

Xining had no idea how many high-ranking demons she had killed. Whenever there was a high-ranking demon, her comrades would automatically give way and leave it to her, while she would choose or help other comrades to kill the ones that could be killed. After all, the gap in strength could not create miracles by wishful thinking.

She already had injuries from killing demons before, such as sharp palm winds like blades, fists that could almost shatter stones, and even wings and tails. Even more outrageous was the tongue that could pierce and shatter stones.

There were all kinds of moves that were hard to defend against. If it weren't for the host's original understanding of the demons, plus her vigilance and accumulated combat experience, the injuries on her body would not be limited to this. Even so, there were several times when she was in danger and was almost seriously injured.

"Hehehe, I didn't expect this little sister to have such a high level of cultivation. I like her so much." In front of her was a high-grade demon in red clothes and a completely human form. His cultivation should be in the Saint King stage, belonging to the demon king class.

The tight red dress, revealing half of her chest and entire legs, outlined her graceful body in a curvy and attractive way. Xining replied seriously: "I like you too, you are very beautiful."

The red witch was stunned for a moment, then smiled even more brightly: "Really?"

"Yeah." She never pretended to be beautiful: "Most demons are so ugly that it's hard to look at them directly. You are even more unique. Even among humans, you are a great beauty."

The witch in red opened the fan at once, and when she rushed in, the first thing I saw was that she was holding a fan in her hand. It was maroon in color, and I could smell the evil energy on it from a long distance away.

"I like you more and more." She opened the fan and gently covered her red cherry lips, giggling: "It's a pity that this bone fan has been used for many years. If I change a new fan bone, it will be a different color from the others. Otherwise, I will definitely take your bones."

The material looks like plastic, but in fact, there is no plastic in the demon clan. This is clearly a bone fan, and it is made of human bones, which are all polished with patina, which is why it has such a color.

Xining blinked and said, "If I die, use my bones to make another one."

The witch in red was even more surprised and became interested. It was rare to meet such an interesting human being. Now it was a battlefield. Which human being would chat in the midst of fighting? Besides, she had been bored for too long.

"That won't do." She turned the bone fan in her hand over, as if showing off her masterpiece: "It only uses one part, and now that I have one, there's no need to make another. Or..."

He looked her up and down, like she was looking at some merchandise: "You are an interesting person, submit to me and be my slave, and I will ensure your safety."

"No!" Xining shook his head. "Human life span is very short. In a few years, I will be old. When I am old and ugly, you will no longer like me. So if I lose, it is better for you to kill me."

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"She is the Red Devil, why waste time talking to her, just fight her!" Bai Tianming, who was beaten extremely badly, shouted loudly a dozen meters away that his opponent was the White Devil.

The White Demon was dressed as a Confucian scholar. He avoided the attack, rolled over and stood on a high place, his clothes fluttering in the wind. However, the skin on his face was too pale, including his hair and beard, making him look like a ghost. He no longer had any immortal aura, but only ghostly aura.

As soon as Bai Mo opened his mouth, his image was shattered to pieces. His voice was weird and extremely unpleasant to the ear: "You still have the energy to care about others, hehehe..." He pounced on him again with a grim smile.

Bai Tianming tried his best to deal with it and did not dare to be careless.

There are three demon kings in Number One, namely Red, White and Black. The Red and White demons are mainly attacking, while the Black demon's specialty is stealth and detection.

The previous times, the Red Devil and the White Devil came in turns, but I didn’t expect that this time both demon kings came together. Fortunately, reinforcements arrived and Liu Ruyan shared the Red Devil, otherwise he would really have to answer for it today.

"Oh, you men only know how to fight and kill, without any interest at all." The Red Devil Bone Fan half covered her face, she looked coquettish and charming.

This aroused Xining's interest: "Red Devil... doesn't sound good. Can I call you Honghong? You should be a small-level demon king. Even calling you Queen sounds better than Red Devil."