Chapter 268 Aftermath

Several curved long horns quickly grew on his forehead, and his whole body began to grow bigger. The black robe on his body was quickly broken, and two huge flesh wings grew out behind him. The black staff that had not changed at this time became the purest abyss demon.

His eyes had turned blood red, his pupils had disappeared, his chin was protruding forward, and his mouth was filled with mucus, making a deep gurgling sound, as if he was laughing wildly, or as if he was growling low.

Everything began to burn around the demon transformed from the black staff. Suddenly, the demon opened his mouth and spit out a ball of black air towards the monk who was still moving in front of him. His arms were already packed together and he smashed them heavily.

A proud smile could be vaguely seen on the demon's face. The flames and power from the abyss were extremely powerful, and not half of the light warriors or mages could resist it.

But Huigang is naturally not an ordinary person. The demon's pride did not even last for a few seconds. It immediately found that its arms had been easily lifted by the other party, and the burning abyss fire around it did not cause any damage to the slightly weak-looking blonde young man in front of him.

After the black air drifted away, it was useless. The devil wanted to pull back his arms, but found that he could no longer move and was locked firmly by Huigang's one hand.

The monk sneered there:

"Is this what you rely on? Summoning the filthy things that cannibalize..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the holy power of light on his body surged out rapidly, his hands were closed, and suddenly, the golden power only wrapped the demon inside.

Huigang concentrated his strength, and his hands seemed to be rubbing something. The demon was horrified to find that his body gradually turned into nothingness, turning into powder little by little, and the powder disappeared into space little by little. It could feel such pain, as if its body was being crushed back and forth by two huge rocks, but it could not make any sound, and could only watch itself disappear little by little.

Shaolin's seventy-two unique skills: The word "grinding" in the 18th slimming clothes!

The disappearance of the demon caused the blood-red and burning space around him to gradually become unstable. The monk's movements kept stopping, and he turned around and said coldly:

"I see all your progress and shortcomings in the past few years. Let's fight quickly and don't delay."

Henry heard this look and the psychological quality of the Giant Han Teni was extremely outstanding. Even if his companions died one by his side, the huge warhammer in his hand was not panicked at all. Maybe he knew that if he was confused, he might die faster.

But the giant man Teni, who had reached the maximum state, always thought that the swordsman in front of him should be at a weaker level than him. However, when the blonde young man above shouted a quick battle, Teni suddenly realized that his warhammer had lost his target, and then felt a squat on his left chest.

Cold.

Looking down, Henry had rushed into its arms and stabbed into its heart. Tenny felt a sharp pain in his body, but it snorted coldly, and the movements in his hands did not stop at all. The huge war hammer hit the swordsman in his arms. After the battle has come to this point, perhaps the best choice is to die together.

When Kertani's warhammer was smashed back quickly, he found that there was no one in his arms. He suddenly heard someone say behind his head:

"The heart of the Abyss clan can be reborn, but the head cannot do it. I already knew it when I was an apprentice of the Knight."

Before he finished speaking, swordsman Henry's sword immediately cut off Teni's head. The last thought of the giant Han Teni was: it turned out that the other party had never used all his strength to win.

At this time, all the enemies of Huigang and Folite in the field had been completely defeated, and the only one left with the corpse was Tennie, and the rest of his body was turned into ashes, or even into nothingness.

With the destruction of the demon incarnated by the Black Staff, the surrounding scenery and environment fluctuated like water, and quickly returned to the world under the moonlight - Vincent's house. The music around him and the laughter of people still floated in the yard.

Teni's body has disappeared and has not appeared here with the transformation of space.

Huigang looked back at the swordsman Henry. The armor or clothes on both of them were not stained with too much dust. If someone came in outside now, it would be impossible to tell at all that the two of them were having a thrilling battle just now, but the monk's expression was still very serious, and he followed Henry:

"During the battle just now, you still can't help using those flashy moves, just because of yours

The strength is greater than the opponent, so you can use it calmly like this. If you encounter an evenly matched enemy, you may suffer a huge loss."

Henry thought he was clean and clean, as if he had killed his opponent like a performer, and would get praise from the teacher. Unexpectedly, he was like this comment. His face suddenly became frowning, but he continued to ask:

"Teacher, then is there any other way I can improve this now?"

Huigang pondered slightly, raised his head and whispered:

"At that time, I taught you this sword technique. I originally wanted to increase your skills. Now it seems that the martial arts you have learned since childhood have too deep traces on your body, which is counterproductive. Since I had washed your marrow and exercised you, what you are doing now is to forget all the skills and only allow you to do the basic movements you started to learn swords."

When Henry heard this, he was a little confused and didn't know why. He quickly asked:

"Is it just pricking, chopping, and chopping those actions? I..."

Seeing the monk's expression serious expression, he did not dare to continue asking questions, so he nodded dejectedly, remembering it. After returning to this space, the roof that was blown off by the black stick was intact. It can be said that there were no signs of fighting here at all.

Even the most professional thief surveyed here, he would not find any traces of anyone. When Henry followed the monk out of the yard, he suddenly said to the monk in a low voice:

"Teacher, someone is observing us in the direction of this house about 200 meters. It should be spies from the Thieves Guild."

Huigang looked motionless, walked towards the front with big strides, and said coldly:

"It's good to let them see, so as not to do something that is unfair."

Henry smiled bitterly, thinking that this battle tonight was really unaware of the so-called, but the "black blood" team I encountered and the racial identities of these members had some very important information in it.

He needs to report this information back as soon as possible. After hesitating for a little, Huigang has already walked far.

There was not much change in Matt City the next day, but many merchants who needed or did not need cloth or other irrelevant people were waiting near the store street before dawn. They did not say hello to each other.

But there is one thing in common, that is, there are more or less anxious expressions on the face. The weather in the morning is very cool and even a little cold, but there are faint sweat stains on everyone's face appearing on their exposed skin. It is obvious that there are some things in their hearts.

When the morning was when the Folits family was either riding in a simple carriage or walking, when they arrived at the shopping street, all the people waiting there were enthusiastic rushing up, and loud voices were shouting there:

"Dear Baron, we have packed all the cloths in your store."

"His Excellency Baron, we are willing to sign a long-term underwriting contract with you, and all the goods will be carried by us."

"Sir Baron, we have decided to continue to add your loan to our bank, and the interest rate is definitely the most favorable."

"Sir Baron, we will give you money..."

The sound of waiting instantly changed here to the point where hundreds of horse bandits were fighting here yesterday, and it was even more lively than that. When the crowd suddenly came over, more than a dozen Druids thought it was mixed with assassins or tricks arranged by hostile forces.

But then I realized that this was real enthusiasm. Every businessman and guild boss who had a status in the city or had enough money to be respectable, seemed to be the most humble guy or clerk, with a disgusting and pleasing smile on his face.

He rushed to offer his diligence, but these things that were almost giving money had to be formal business dealings. The old baron was a little confused by this sudden enthusiasm, so he naturally understood what the difference between the true feelings and the real business was.

However, as a businessman, the old baron was not opposed to the money delivered to their doorstep, but he still didn't see what they saw.
Chapter completed!