I Became an Anonymous Boss

"You probably have exhausted your physical strength." Shirataki input a trace of true energy to sense it: "Fortunately, the main organs were not injured."

"Duanmu is over there, pay attention to her safety." Yu Gongying said, "I'll just rest for a while..."

"Okay." Shirataki said, wrapping his arms around the bend of his legs, and hugged Ying Gongying.

"!" Yu Gongying was shocked: "What are you doing..."

"You overreacted." Shirataki was already in front of the crowd when he put her down again. He looked at a group of timid crowd and frowned: "Is there any medical staff, stretcher and medicine?"

The sound spread through the true energy, and everyone who heard it felt a shock in their ears.

Three seconds later, a woman in the crowd got up tremblingly: "I, I am a nurse, I will treat wounds..."

Immediately afterwards, a gray-haired middle-aged man also said: "I, I am a surgeon, orthopedic..."

Someone else said: "There are temporary medical vehicles parked over there!"

There were few echoes from the crowd, but as they came, the sense of fear subsided.

Not everyone saw what happened, but the people in the buildings on both sides of the road, and the people in the front row at close range all saw him clearly.

Thousands, tens of thousands of people also heard his voice.

The female nurse who responded first squeezed out from the crowd. After she approached, she looked at Yu Gongying, and then at the young man. The first sentence she said was nothing else, but asked: "Please, are you ..."

She was very nervous, and asked cautiously: "Are you a demon?"

The moment she asked a question, a big demon rose from the crowd of ghosts. It fell from the sky, with the body of a bull head and a spider. rank the top.

It exploded suddenly. I don't know if it felt the pressure from Shirataki, or it couldn't bear the urge to eat people. The huge figure that fell from the sky cast a large shadow over the crowd, and the thick one needed two people to embrace it. Fist muscles twisted and fell to the ground.

With this punch, even a train can smash the front of the car to pieces.

Before the crowd could even scream, they were about to turn into a pile of rotten meat.

Then the female nurse's arm sank, and she subconsciously supported Yu Gongying.

At the same time, he caught a glimpse of the burning flame in Baitaki's left eye. The young man turned his head, stepped on his toe, and punched the center of the bull ghost's chest first. In an instant, it was softened into a soft dough.

A fist blasted into the center of the chest, and then the fist was twisted, and even the muscles were engraved with spiral lines, and the lines were expanding rapidly, and the true energy was poured into it to ferment and expand, and then...exploded!

boom--!The cow ghost's body was blasted away like a cannonball, it jumped over, and was blasted back again, like a baseball.

It's just that the baseball began to disintegrate in the air, with the center of the chest as the base point, the deadly Heavenly Demon Qi engulfed its life force, and without flesh and blood flying across it, it had already turned into a puddle of ashes when it hit the ground, and was wiped out on the spot.

In the crowd of ghosts, the wine cup in Ibuki boy's hand was also broken, and the blood wine spilled all over the floor, and his expression became extremely gloomy.

After two clicks, Shirataki stood still again.

Turning his gaze sideways, he looked at the bewildered crowd, and then at the female nurse.

"I'm."

He answered calmly.

This sentence spread, not so deafening, not so loud, but like a hand to soothe the fear and anxiety in the heart.

Shirataki continued: "If you are willing to stay and help others, stay, and if you want to run, go south. It will be safe for the time being."

"Safe?" The female nurse asked subconsciously, is there a safe place in this city?

"Because I came from the south, I killed everything that should be killed."

After saying this, the crowd was silent again, and then many people rushed to the south street without looking back.

This time, none of Shura's great monsters dared to stop him.

"Be careful." Yu Gongying urged solemnly.

"Don't worry, I'm strong." Shirataki said confidently.

"I'm not talking about you."

"?" Shirataki turned his head and tilted his head slightly.

"Don't break too many things, they are very expensive, and you are worried about compensation." Yu Gongying suddenly made a wisecrack.

This sentence shocked everyone around. Is it appropriate to say this at this juncture?

Shirataki agreed after scratching his head.

"……it is good."

"..."

The surroundings didn't have time to disperse, or the medical staff guarding Yu Gongying were overwhelmed, you actually agreed?

Many people knew about Heavenly Demon, but this was the first time they saw him alive at close range, as if they were witnessing a legend.

But Shirataki didn't have any sense of creating legends.

Most of the parties involved rarely take the initiative to think about this aspect when creating history.

His burden is still a bit heavy, after all, he is facing this group of ghosts who have been fighting for thousands of years in the Asura Dao.

It shouldn't be too easy to think about it.

He took a step forward and shook his head imperceptibly.

No, I hope it won't be too easy, because... I haven't killed enough Ben yet!

He walked towards the crowd of ghosts alone, and the absolute confidence in his heart could be seen from such a simple movement. Unlike Yu Gongying who was forced to defend with a sword in his hand, he chose to attack with empty hands. The enemy's attack, none of the spectators felt that he was committing suicide, and there was no sense of tragedy of "even though there are thousands of people", but the heroic spirit of riding a thousand.

The Heavenly Demon launches a separate charge, and one person can be a thousand troops.

Hyakki could no longer contain this sense of urgency, Ibuki Doji roared out of fear or anger.

Don't pay attention to the rules of the rivers and lakes, as soon as they surge up, the enemy has already arrived on the battlefield, tear him apart!

Ever since, a hundred ghosts came out of the cage!

This is really a magnificent scenery, one side is a hundred ghosts, and the other side is a demon.

One side forms an army, and the other side is single and weak, what a huge disparity in the comparison of numbers, but unfortunately the strength...is inversely proportional.

The demon spat out two words, and the vision of Panlong rose.

The stone dragon roared furiously, the ground rose with a melodious dragon chant, and the gravel and rubble condensed into a dragon shape, charging as the demon stepped in.

On the long street, the dragon's claws raged past, and the smoke and dust were scattered. The devouring dragon's jaw gnawed and tore the formation of the ghosts, and rushed into the enemy's formation.

In just a few seconds, in the ravages of Shilong crossing the border, countless souls were devastated.

Most of the ghosts were killed in an instant.

It's just a trick.

Shirataki kicked away a head of unknown shape, the violent blood flame in his left eye still lingered.

The blood red is so dazzling, so ironic, like a ball of fire, igniting the blood in my heart.

The voice of the demon came from the empty streets: "An eye for an eye, blood for blood!"

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Half of the ghosts died in the blink of an eye, but they were killing creatures who didn't know what fear was.

After a short pause, they came again amidst the roars, but learned a little bit smarter and spread out instead of advancing in groups.

The one who charged directly was followed by the hazy car, and it charged like a truck.

Shirataki raised his foot to step on the front of the Oboro car, and just stepped on it, its wheels sank into the ground, but then the wooden door of the Oboro car opened, and a flying-headed man jumped out of it, its head flew over, and it was caught on the spot The slap turned into a rotation like falling off.

A mountain ghost jumped out from the side, and the mountain ghost bit Shirataki's right arm, trying to tear off his arm, but it couldn't penetrate the true energy at all, and its teeth were shattered, Shirataki grabbed its chin and threw it towards Oboroche. It even knocked over a bunch of monsters who hadn't jumped out in time.

Shirataki turned his head sideways, and a demon knife flew over his cheek. The previous demon knife changed its host, trying to stab him, but was pinched by his fingertips, and then filled with true energy, the demon knife trembled violently, and then he was like Crushed into pieces like cutting, the host spirit body in the demon knife died on the spot.

... If it is a demon sword girl, it is worth collecting, so let's forget about this thing.

Shirataki crossed over and kicked the Oboro cart over, and continued walking, approaching Rashomon.

This battle was fought without the slightest sense of urgency, at least for him, many people couldn't see what was going on at all, they just felt dazzled, dozens of monsters besieged the demon in the center.

But the demon walked among the demons as if nothing had happened, and hundreds of ghosts and little ghosts kept jumping towards him, but they either turned into a cloud of blood mist in the blink of an eye, or bounced back and landed on the ground for a while, dead. .

Some people have already started to shoot secretly. If they play the video frame by frame, they will realize that the movements of the demon are not so precise, but very random. He will not deliberately avoid all attacks, but will consciously avoid certain attacks. Attacks with relatively high damage, counterattack fiercely at the same time, do not give up the attack at the cost of defense, he is like a whirlpool, and there are swimming fish all around him, he has no way of controlling the power of the water flow, he can only be sucked into the turbulent water flow In the process, being crushed and flattened by the power of the vortex, this is not an elegant dance, but a rolling like a heavy tank.

The attack is not limited to moves, because there is no need to use moves, the opponent is too weak, it is as easy as an adult beating a minor.

Absolute strength suppression!

The opponent tried to rely on the superiority of numbers to let the weak come up first to reduce his physical fitness, but this method did not work at all.

Then powerful monsters began to enter the arena. The dog-headed monster was already close to him. The red centipede lurking under the ground sneaked out of the soil and blocked his legs. One of his arms was lost, and there was a black-feathered fierce bird swooping down behind him, and the only right arm that could move was also entangled by the roots of the dryad.

The murderous intent was already abundant, and his progress stopped for the first time.

And then... there were clouds rolling like a river.

The misty sword light flitted left and right, and all the people saw in an instant was an afterimage, because everything was wrapped in clouds and ripples were rippling in the thick clouds, and all the monsters around them seemed to be trapped in a quagmire. All the monsters within the range of the cloud remained motionless, and the layers of intertwined white mist were ethereal. It jumped, danced and danced lightly, and finally fell into Shirataki's hands.

It was a sword, a crystal clear bone sword.

Shirataki held the clouds in the sky and walked past. The corpses of the monsters turned into fly ash, dissipated and annihilated in the clouds.

Not even the blood and bones were left, only the white mist was rolling, and he stepped forward, not like a god or demon, just like an exiled immortal.

The young man slowly chanted a favorite ancient poem.

"Ten years of sharpening a sword."

The sword pointed to the front, and before the pitch-black lynx had time to escape, his heart became cold in an instant, and he was cut into six sections by the cloud and air sword light.

"The Frost Blade has never been tried."

Lightly grasping with five fingers, soft and misty luck covered a large area in front of it, covering a few monsters hiding in it, and the traceless clouds and mists penetrated into the pores like spring rain, pressed into the body, and then burst out, blood Splashed, drunk by the clouds of the sky.

"I will show you today."

Bai Taki made a further step, the cloud energy was recovered and compressed on the sword, the cloud sword shone brightly, as if wrapping around Bai Wugou.

All the demons in front of them were inexplicably shaken, Xu felt the invincible fear for the first time, and retreated subconsciously.

But it's too late!

A sword fell, clouds rose up, and the earth boiled.