martial arts mythology system

Chapter 77
The magic city stood still, filled with blood mist.

A cloak, three points old, fluttered against the night wind, and was cut open by Han Feng, revealing the twisted and violent condensed demonic energy inside.

The sickle in his hand broke, and the monster in the cloak became enraged, his demonic energy boiled, and he chased after Han Feng and Bai Zhantang.

Han Feng and the two of them had no means to restrain the monster, so they escaped from the intersection together.

A large number of dog-headed bats rushed out of the houses on both sides, rushing towards the two with bloodthirsty ferocity.

"Oh my god, what are these things? Why is my luck so bad?"

The dog-headed bat accelerated and charged like an arrow, turning into a line of blood and shooting towards Han Feng and the two of them.

Bai Zhantang yelled and cursed in a low voice while dodging.

Han Feng waved the Lengyue Baodao in his hand, and the wind and snow sword aura of [Sword and Sword in the Snow] scattered in all directions, and suddenly exploded, dozens of dog-headed bats fell to the ground.

"Stop screaming, I'm still a seventh-rank warrior, why can't I keep up with the eighth-rank warrior?"

Han Feng stepped on the stone floor, kicked hard, and used his strength to rush far away.

Bai Zhantang's lightness kung fu is really extraordinary, he was like a gale, and he easily followed Han Feng, and he was still in the mood to justify on the way to escape:

"I'm just a thief, so what can I do?"

"Use it to escape at a time like this!"

The monster behind gave up the scythe in his hand, and directly turned into a hideous and terrifying demonic form, chasing the two of them.

Han Feng ran in a hurry and found a corner in front of him. In the middle of the corner stood a fat man dressed as a chef with a bloody kitchen knife in his hand.

With an idea, Han Feng quickly shouted to Bai Zhantang: "Left, left, left, left."

After the words fell, Han Feng accelerated and rushed forward again.

Without stopping, when you came to the intersection, you ran to the left.

Bai Zhantang followed closely behind, faster than Han Feng.

The blood knife chef in front noticed Han Feng and the two passing by, turned his head stiffly, raised the kitchen knife in his hand, and wanted to chase after him.

And at this time, the cloak monster caught up!

The moment the two monsters met, countless ferocity was aroused.

The blood knife chef's height of more than two meters was extremely oppressive, and he swung his knife furiously at the cloaked devil in front of him.

However, the magic energy is not subject to physical attacks, and it completely wraps the blood knife chef.

The blood knife chef also aroused fierceness because of his anger. The flesh and blood all over his body were cracked, and a blood-red halo burst out. He grabbed the devilish energy on his body and began to tear.

The two monsters were entangled together, constantly wrestling and colliding, the entire street was shaking, and the stone floor was constantly breaking.

Han Feng ran all the way, dashing from side to side, running through several streets in a row, and finally got away from the battlefield where the monsters were fighting, holding his hands on his knees and panting continuously.

Bai Zhantang wiped his sweat beside Han Feng, and looked at Han Feng with a bitter face:
"Boss! Where did you bring me? Are you going to hell?"

Han Feng glanced left and right, observing the dangers nearby, and also looking for a hiding place.

"Stop complaining, take a look around and be careful not to be attacked by monsters here."

After all, Lao Bai is also an old oily man who has been in the rivers and lakes. Hearing this, he calmed down and observed Han Feng one after the other.

Four pillars of blood cloud and light sealed off the entire city, a coquettish and oppressive atmosphere permeated the world, and evil whispers were always heard, it seemed that it was not unreasonable to say that this place is hell.

"Boss, where are we going?"

Lao Bai was vigilant, but his mouth was still broken.

Han Feng looked up at the blood cloud pillar in the distance, and said in a deep voice, "Go to the blood pillar, all the masters of the righteous way should gather there."

Just as I was talking, I suddenly remembered a violent explosion in the distance!
Dressed in silver battle armor, Zhenwutang will soar into the sky from afar and fly towards the blood cloud beam of light.

Dozens of scarlet fleshy tentacles suddenly protruded from the ground, enveloping the Silver Armored General.

With a long roar of the silver dragon, the scarlet tentacles were wrapped into a fleshy ball, and the silver aura erupted from it, smashing the tentacles into pieces of flesh and blood, which fell to the ground.

Before the righteous people in the city cheered happily after seeing this scene, several demonized houses suddenly collapsed, and more than a dozen monsters with hideous wings flew out of them.

These monsters have the head of a deer, the torso and arms of a human, with broken flesh wings like undead on the back, and the legs are the sharp claws of goshawks. A siege will be launched.

The battle was so fast that there was no time to blink. Each of these deer-headed monsters looked like ferocious warriors who were good at demon martial arts. They attacked the silver armored general with their hands and claws, making it difficult for him to resist.

The silver-armored general brandished the long spear in his hand, desperately resisting these monsters, but his strength gradually faltered.

Just when the righteous masters in the city were about to help, a tentacle emitting metallic light suddenly shot out from one side, and passed straight through the chest of the Yin family warrior at a speed as fast as lightning.

Blood splattered, and the silver armor shattered.

Steel tentacles tied a knot in the Shining Armor, pulling him toward the ground.

The silver-armored general only had time to utter a final roar with his internal power amplifier:

"Assemble to the blood column! Kill all the demons! Avenge me!"

Then... the monsters landed on the ground, and everything became quiet again...

The righteous people in the city had learned from the silver-armored generals, and they did not dare to rise into the air or make noises to attract the monsters in the city, so they could only silently gather towards the blood cloud beam of light.

Thousands of righteous ways are exploring, fighting, killing, and fleeing in the demonized Yanhua City... everything is like a bloody game...

Han Feng and Lao Bai were on the street again, did not meet any righteous companions, avoided several waves of evil monsters, and slowly approached the blood cloud beam of light.

Suddenly, the two people on the side of the street heard a small sound.

Cold sweat suddenly seeped out, the two jumped to the side, and half a wall of a house on the street collapsed.

Inside the wall are the most common scenes at home, tables, chairs, benches, beds...

And... a white-haired old woman with her back to Han Feng and the two of them.

Looking at the old woman's back, Han Feng's heart beat wildly, and Zixia's true energy circulated by itself to warn.

Lao Bai also restrained his figure, and pointed to acupuncture points.

Under the scarlet sky, the wind blows the dust and sand.

The old man in the house in front of him turned around slowly. Not only did he not have the scary face he imagined, but he showed a kind and gentle face.

Holding a spoon in his hand, he said softly:

"Children, come and have porridge~"

On the face of the old lady, she smiled kindly and gently, and the wrinkles were full of vicissitudes of life.

Like my own mother who has been dead for many years...

She is a peasant woman who has lived in poverty all her life...she...

No... I'm a time traveler... How could I think of the original body's mother?

Han Feng quickly woke up, and then looked at the old woman in front of him. Although she still looked like an ordinary old man, she was no longer friendly.

Looking behind her, there was a large cauldron on fire, and what she called soup was simmering in the pot...Human skulls, broken feet and fingers...How terrifying!
Looking at Lao Bai whose eyes were gradually blurred, Han Feng just snapped his mouth, woke him up and dragged him away.

Lao Bai wailed:
"Why have I been running away with you since I came out?"

(End of this chapter)