The human demon is a kind of monster between human and weird. It has the appearance of a human, but the organs in the body have become weird and can produce weird energy.
The fat chef revealed his identity as a demon, which made the men present unable to stand. They couldn't believe that in a place like Xizhou City, a demon dared to open a gourmet restaurant.
"You said yes?"
The only second-level gold-level man, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and he held the dagger in his hand.
He whispered: "Free, Shadow!"
Under the man's feet, a golden halo spread out rapidly, and gold-level spiritual pressure immediately erupted, dispersing the strange atmosphere in the store.
"Secret Act: Backstab!"
The man's figure suddenly disappeared into the air, and a dark shadow like an aurora on the ground quickly flashed behind the fat chef.
The black shadow stood up in human form, and a black light suddenly appeared in his hand, stabbing the fat chef in the back.
The point pointed is the back position of the heart.
Judging from the power of the black light piercing the space, as long as the fat chef is stabbed, he will definitely be severely injured.
The weak point of a human devil is the heart.
Although the man did not believe that the fat chef was a demon, the point of his attack had already shown that in his heart, he believed what the fat chef said.
"Haha, what you say is true."
A black halo spread out under the fat chef's feet, and a dark and mysterious aura formed on his body, instantly forming an ink-colored area.
This is the Demon Realm, which is similar to the Ghost Realm. It can greatly increase the power of human demons and at the same time weaken the power of the enemies shrouded in the Demon Realm.
The realm of a fat chef is inherently higher than that of a man.
Although the speed and manner of the man's attack were weird and strange, when the fat chef launched the Demon Realm, the black light pierced by the man could not move an inch in the Demon Realm, as if it had been slowed down ten times.
The true nature is clearly seen.
It was a man's dagger, with black light shining on it, layer by layer, piercing the space around the dagger.
But in the Demon Realm, the space that the dagger just pierced was repaired in a very short time.
when!
But the kitchen knife in the fat chef's hand suddenly hit the dagger, causing a deafening metallic buzz.
"ah!"
The man grunted, dissipated from the shadow state, revealed his body, flew backwards, and hit the wall to reveal a large character.
After being embedded for more than ten centimeters, the man just hung on the wall, seemingly unconscious.
So scary!
The man is just a little lower than the fat chef, but he is not the fat chef's enemy?
Whoosh!
The other men subconsciously took a few steps back and stayed away from the fat chef.
In this way, Huang Feng, who was standing still and not moving, seemed a bit abrupt.
"hehe!"
Seeing Huang Feng, the fat chef showed a playful smile on his face: "Boy, are you not afraid?"
"Why be afraid?"
Huang Feng also smiled playfully. On his body, a cold breath spread from Huang Feng's feet, and a layer of frost quickly appeared on the ground.
"Gold level five?"
Feeling Huang Feng's aura, the fat chef was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face faded: "You have reached this level at such a young age. It seems that you are still a genius."
The fat chef has his own concerns. The reason why he can open a shop in Xizhou City with such arrogance is because there are people in the patrol department of Xizhou City. As long as he doesn't go too far, there won't be much trouble.
As for the trouble caused, as long as you spend a sum of spiritual coins to deal with it, there will generally be no major problems.
However, a genius boy like Huang Feng cannot be solved with spirit coins. Although the man in the patrol department holds a high position, it is very possible for a genius boy like him to be murdered by such a strange plot.
.
At that time, so many years of operation will be destroyed in one day.
This is something the fat chef cannot accept.
So after discovering Huang Feng's strength, he hesitated whether to attack Huang Feng.
"Boy."
The fat chef finally gave up on capturing Huang Feng. He said harshly: "I can let you go. As long as you don't publicize what is going on here after you leave, I can also give you a spiritual coin."
After the fat chef finished speaking, he looked at Huang Feng confidently. He believed that the young man in front of him would be able to tell which was more important.
If you stay, you might die.
And if you leave, not only will you not die, but you will also get a good income.
Even a fool knows how to choose.
"Ah!"
With a slight sneer, Huang Feng switched modes of [Ink] in his hand, pointing the blade diagonally at the ground.
"What if I don't?"
Huang Feng's answer was beyond the fat chef's expectations. His small eyes opened as wide as possible and a pair of pupils contracted tightly.
anger!
It overflowed from his body and almost condensed into substance. The fire in his eyes was about to penetrate Huang Feng's body.
"What did you say!"
The fat chef lowered his voice, with a kind of gritted hatred in it: "What I hate the most is you, a guy like you who shows off your youthful loyalty. You are the most naive and fearless. You think you can do anything in the world if you have some skills."
"Since you are looking for death, then Fatty will grant your wish."
After saying that, the angry fat chef immediately swung his kitchen knife and struck Huang Feng straight with it.
Wow!
This knife is very different from the previous one.
There is a very strong strange aura attached to the knife.
Before the sword arrived, the tide of strange energy evolved into, like a huge wave on the sea, it had the power to destroy the heaven and the earth, sweeping towards Huang Feng.
"Swastika: Dragon Shazha!"
Huang Feng's eyes condensed, and he waved his hand holding [Mo] lightly, and suddenly a huge icicle hit him against the tide of strange energy.
At Huang Feng's feet, the golden halo was spinning rapidly, and the spiritual pressure emanating from his body was also very strong, comparable to that of the fat chef.
The next second, the icicles collided with the wave of strange energy.
Moisturizes things silently!
The icicles merged into the tide of strange energy inch by inch, and the roaring and surging tide of strange energy suddenly paused, and then the strange energy was frozen into ice particles...
It fell to the ground with a crashing sound.
But behind the wave of strange energy is the fat chef's kitchen knife. There is still this layer of condensed strange energy on the knife, which cuts through the space and takes Huang Feng's head directly.
One move passed and it was too late to try again.
But Huang Feng didn't panic at all. On the blade of [Mo], there was also an extremely cold layer of ice attached to it due to the Hyōrinwan mode.
Clang!
In an instant, the kitchen knife and [ink] collided together, making a harsh roar.
The collision of the blades is not the end. The strange energy and ice breath attached to the blades are constantly entangled, melting, and disintegrating...
After thousands of changes in an instant, the strange aura and ice breath on the blade disappeared at the same time.
When the swords collided, they were evenly matched.
tread!
tread!
One person and one demon take a step back at the same time to neutralize the opponent's stamina.
"So strong?"
The fat chef looked at Huang Feng in surprise. He originally thought that 70% to 80% of his strength would be enough to defeat Huang Feng in one move, but unexpectedly he was beaten to a draw.
"Ah!"
Huang Feng took a step back and quickly counterattacked. After the fight just now, he had already figured out the strength of the fat chef.
With a tremor in his hand, [Ink]'s mode was transformed into a divine spear.
"Shoot him, sharpshooter!"
There is no swastika, what Huang Feng wants is extreme speed.
The blade extended in an instant, and in the fat chef's surprised eyes, it penetrated his heart.
"puff!"
A mouthful of black blood spurted out from the fat chef's mouth. He looked at the shortened blade in shock, and the palm without the knife covered his chest: "You...your knife!"
Before he finished speaking, the fat chef fell on his back, his breath slowly weakened, and then disappeared completely.
"hehe."
With a chuckle, Huang Feng took back the [ink] and then looked at the dining table.
"After watching the show for so long, it's time to show up."