Taming the Demon: A Guide to Raising a Great Sage

Chapter 117 116, God's own son!
"One or two, why are you only thinking about sneak attacks and ambushes? Even if I attack directly, I may not be able to win... Well, maybe I was born as a ninja, and I am used to sneak attacks and plots, so I have formed a path dependence? Take it as a warning. .”

Shen Lang felt emotional in his heart, and used this as a warning to himself——

In fact, the last time he killed Zhao Mengshan, and this time he captured Jin Yiming, although he started with a sneak attack, the final battle that will determine the victory was fought face to face with the enemy.

Unlike these two ninjas, they didn't think about confronting him from the beginning to the end.

One wanted to stab him in the back, and the other wanted to twist his neck in the back, but they were killed instead of a sneak attack, and they fell on their own sneakiness.

Putting away his thoughts, Shen Lang carefully captured the movement, trying to meet Chen Yuniang.

Suddenly, another vague and familiar roar seemed to come from far away.

Accompanied by this roar.

The noisy noise in Shen Lang's ear quickly dissipated, and the slippery and sticky feeling like ointment on the skin also quickly disappeared.

Shen Lang was slightly taken aback, then opened his eyes suddenly, and saw the bloody poisonous mist dissipate quickly, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

It wasn't until this moment that Shen Lang realized in astonishment that he was going in the wrong direction.

He thought he was walking in the direction of the sound, but Chen Yuniang was actually on his left, less than five meters away...

"There is something about that blood mist! Not only can it interfere with hearing with noisy noise, but when there is a loud noise that exceeds the noise interference, it can also distort the sound source, making people misjudge the direction and distance of the loud noise."

Shen Lang felt emotional in his heart, took a deep breath at the same time, and quickly walked towards Chen Yuniang:

"Sister Yu, are you okay?"

"I'm fine. How about you? Are you hurt?"

Chen Yuniang was leaning on a guillotine in one hand and akimbo in the other, standing with a golden sword in her hand, her breath was steady when she asked back, and she looked as if nothing had happened.

Shen Lang walked up to her and took a closer look, and saw that her expression was normal and there was no sign of poisoning.There is indeed no scar on the body, only two feet long rips in the clothes on the back, exposing the silky and delicate skin on the back.

"I'm fine. The two ninjas failed to attack me, but were killed by me instead."

Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief, and asked her again:

"Where's Ghost King Dong?"

Where Ghost King Dong knelt before, there was only a bloodstain on the ground, and he, Li Ying, and the female ninja all disappeared without a trace.

Around Chen Yuniang's body, there were only a few large pits blasted out by the guillotine.

Inside two of the big pits, there were two corpses of male ninjas. Their chests had collapsed, their broken ribs pierced their flesh, and their bodies were bloody and bloody. They looked as if they had been trampled flat by a mad elephant.

This kind of violent killing method made Shen Lang a little worried. He only glanced at the two corpses in the pit, and quickly held his breath and looked away.

"Ghost King Dong has died. However, Li Ying and the female ninja took his body away. Everyone in the Izumo Kingdom is like this, and they will desperately want to get back the body of the lord."

Chen Yuniang frowned, and said unhappily:

"The ninjas and conjurers in the Izumo Kingdom are only capable of this. They are not very good at fighting, and they are better than a slippery machine thief when they run around."

"Li Ying's spells are still okay." Shen Lang comforted with a smile: "Even if the female ninja is not blinded by the blood mist, if that old man Li Ying just wants to escape with the ghost king Dong's body, I'm afraid it will be really difficult." Keep them."

"That's true." Chen Yuniang nodded in agreement.

"Luo Er, Niu Si, are you alright?"

Chen Yuniang looked at Luo Er and the others again.

Luo Er and Niu Si were hit by Li Ying's spell before, because their realm was too low, and they were not as gifted as Chen Yuniang, so they couldn't get rid of the influence of the spell for a long time, so they didn't have time to follow Chen Yuniang and Shen Lang into the blood mist .

But having said that, with the strength of the two of them, if they face each other head-on, even if they meet a sixth-rank martial artist, they can still make a few moves or even a dozen moves. The soldier attacked and killed him.

"We're fine!"

Luo Er and Niu Si also got rid of the influence of the spell at this moment, and they were holding Jin Yiming's head with their spears, to prevent someone from taking advantage of the chaos to snatch them.

Seeing that the two guys are fine, Chen Yuniang felt relieved, looked around the hall again, and suddenly froze slightly:
"Hey, what about the woman in the black dress?"

Before that, Shen Lang only cared about Chen Yuniang's safety and the ghost king Dong's whereabouts, but he didn't care about the woman in black dress who was suspected to be Mrs. Zhao.

Hearing Chen Yuniang mention it now, she raised her eyes to look at the place where the woman in the black skirt and the one-armed "mummy" were lying on her stomach, and the woman in the black skirt and the one-armed "mummy" were nowhere to be seen.

"Escaped while the blood mist filled the air?" Shen Lang said with a frown.

The poisonous blood mist is really a good way to ambush and stealthily sneak away, but how did the woman in the black dress who suspected to be Mrs. Zhao escape from the poison in the blood mist, see the path clearly?
"It seems that Mrs. Zhao has something on her." Shen Lang thought to himself.

Seeing him frowning, Chen Yuniang thought he was worried because Madam Zhao escaped, so she smiled and comforted him:
"Don't worry, that woman is very weak, and she can't even catch one of my moves. The key is that she has very bad luck. Didn't you realize that she has been unlucky since she met you?"

In fact, Shen Lang wasn't really worried about Mrs. Zhao.

Anyway, after this undercover mission, Duke Ying's mansion is about to tear up his face publicly. Even if Mrs. Zhao escapes back to Yingzhou, he is not worried that Mrs. Zhao will speak ill of Duke Ying against him.

They are already openly hostile, so how can they be afraid of greedy words against them?

It was Chen Yuniang who said Mrs. Zhao was unlucky, which made Shen Lang feel the same, and said with a smile:

"Sister Yu is right. I feel that I am probably God's own son. I am lucky. Anyone who opposes me will have bad luck."

Chen Yuniang raised her eyebrows:
"God's son? You boast...God's son, isn't that the Son of Heaven?"

She has no respect for the Great Chu court, and she dares to make fun of such a big taboo.

After making a joke, she suddenly slapped her forehead:
"Oops, there are still people from us outside the door! Hurry up and have a look! Luo Er, Niu Si, you are optimistic about the surname Jin!"

After speaking, he lifted the guillotine and called Shen Lang to run to the hall door.

Before that, eight pirates followed them back to Shark King Castle, and kept guarding the door of the hall.

Ghost King Dong and his party broke into the hall from the main entrance, but the eight pirates remained silent, and it was unknown whether they were subdued or killed.

Although those eight people were not brothers of Feiyuhao, they followed Chen Yuniang in their adventures, and their courage was commendable.After Chen Yuniang had thought about the matter, the one who recruited them to the Flying Fish would certainly not ignore them.

However, when Chen Yuniang and Shen Lang ran out of the gate, they saw the eight pirates lying on the ground outside the gate, already dead for a long time.

And they all pinched their own necks tightly with both hands, their mouths were wide open, their tongues were swollen, and their faces were black and blue.

Shen Lang shook his head and sighed:

"They have been dead for a long time. It was Ghost King Dong and his party who plotted to kill them before they broke into the hall."

Chen Yuniang's eyes were burning, she gritted her teeth and said:
"It seems to be poisoned, and it seems to be under Li Ying's spell...Ghost King Dong really deserves to die, I hate that I couldn't dismember him just now and let him leave the whole body!"

"A person's death is like a lamp being extinguished. Cutting it into pieces can't make him more painful. If there is a chance in the future, just kill Li Ying and avenge them."

Just as he was speaking, Shen Lang suddenly raised his eyebrows, and there was another danger warning, so he quickly shouted:
"There are enemies!"

While shouting, he suddenly raised his head, and saw the big eagle with a wingspan of more than one foot, flying past the roof of the main castle.

At the same time, a burly and majestic figure jumped out from the back of the big eagle and swooped down.

It is Savanli!
Bang!
In the midst of thunder-like air explosions, Sha Wanli swooped down, cloaked and hunted, and volleyed out his palms. The force of his palms in the air was like raging sea waves, and like torrents and waterfalls, and slammed down on Shen Lang and Chen Yuniang.

Without hesitation, Shen Lang grabbed both hands out of thin air, dragged out two heavy pistols like magic, held them high, and fired at the same time.

Chen Yuniang also let out a snarl, and turned back the guillotine, and swung a icy and cold light against the violent palm force coming down from the air.

Bang bang bang!
Sha Wanli was in mid-air, and he threw out his palms in a row. With the superimposition of the three air-spaced palms, he sent two heavy bullets flying away.After that, the triple palm force slammed heavily on the big guillotine, and with a bang, the upper half of the big guillotine was smashed into pieces.

Chen Yuniang let out a muffled grunt, and threw half of the knife with all her strength, taking advantage of the moment when the palm force of the wave was blocked by the knife, she dragged Shen Lang back and rushed into the gate.

clang!
There was another crisp sound, and the half-brittle broken knife was shattered by the force of the palm.

When the shattered iron was splashed, the rest of the palm force from the air hit the ground again, blasting the ground in front of the door until it was full of cracks, and the smoke and dust billowed.

After Sha Wanli hit the ground with his palm force, the rising air wave returned from the shock, his body turned over in the air, and fell steadily to the ground, standing with his hands behind his back in front of the main entrance of the hall.

He didn't rush into the hall immediately, but waited silently for a while, until Han Chun, Zhang Hai and other Shark King Gang backbones came to the main castle with a team of musketeers, then he lifted his cloak and stepped into the gate proudly.

[Ask for a ticket~! 】

(End of this chapter)