Chapter 102 Man and Devil

This strange light energy pistol is very powerful, definitely greater than the bazooka, because He Ming has been immune to the bazooka attack, so it must be around the power of small missiles.

However, the attack lasted only a few seconds, and He Ming, who was bleeding profusely and spattering, rushed forward and hugged the Deceiver who couldn't escape.

The Deceiver screamed in pain and frantically attacked He Ming with fists, head and teeth. He Ming also responded with the same crazy and unscrupulous attack.

Once upon a time, this immortal evil devil hugged a large number of human beings, just to humiliate each other and play with it, but now it hugs a man with a naked upper body, and it feels that death is approaching.

The sharp pain in his chest made He Ming even more excited. He had already seen victory in the next moment! He took the gun, glanced at it, and knew that it was a sacred weapon in the sun, and immediately pointed it at the head of the deceitful demon: "Idiot, the demon uses a bright weapon? You really have the shameless demeanor of Lao Tzu!"

While speaking, He Ming fired directly, and every time the trigger was pulled, a beam of light was directly sprayed on the face of the deceitful devil, making it more painful and angrier, and then screamed again, because He Ming bit his tongue. Watching it keep looking at it and spurting blood!

Both He Ming and the Deceiver have entered a state of madness, wrestling and fighting like two wild beasts.

The Deceiver kept punching He Ming with his fists, his face, chest, etc., and He Ming vomited blood at it in turn. It made the Deceiver's body burn and melt, crying loudly.

In the end, the powerful Deceiver threw He Ming away with all his strength. As soon as He Ming stood up, the Deceiver was already standing on the spot, holding a two-meter-long epee tightly in both hands. There was a moment of silence, and the next moment, the epee appeared directly at He Ming's waist. Cutting deep, it must have used the same terrifying swordsmanship as the gods of Gao Tianyuan, but the damage it caused was not as good as that of Gao Tianyuan's gods.

Because suddenly the hotter blood from He Ming's waist spurted out one hand, and half of its arms were melted directly. Stretching in from the crotch and firing, all the attack energy was extinguished in one breath until it could no longer emit any light.

The deceitful demon pushed He Ming away with all his strength, He Ming smashed the pistol that emptied the energy, and then pulled out the epee from his waist, he was already envious. Without saying a word, he used his swordsmanship and urged Uchida's power to slash towards him.

The Deceiver took a deep breath, ignored the attack, and made another move from the void, grabbed a short stick that was as white as jade with white lotus patterns on it, and shone with faint golden light, and hit He Ming who was attacking, Immediately, there was an irresistible mighty force and roar in this passage.

The epee was directly blown away, and the short stick hit He Ming's head directly. In an instant, even the head wearing the Starscream hood, the head with the strongest defense, also received a huge blow. Deadly warning.

But this black and white stick is also harmful to the Deceiver. A burst of intense white light swept across the passage. When He Ming came back to his senses, he saw that the surroundings became brighter, and green signs appeared in the stagnant water. On the ground, the vicissitudes of the pale bones also quickly appeared green.

The Deceiver was naturally uncomfortable, his armor was completely surrounded by greenery, and began to emit a faint green light, while the burning caused by He Ming's true blood continued.

He Ming hated it so much, he beat it with a stick: "This is the sacred weapon I got in my immortal life. It is also the first of my three trump cards. Its power is unimaginable, but it is true, and it will hurt me. Let's just stop like this ? You're not chasing me?"

Even though he said compromise words, the Deceiver showed no mercy and hit him eight times in a row. He Ming felt like an aircraft carrier fell from the sky and hit him every time. Or get hit by a high-speed train.

The third time, my left hand was broken, and such a hard bone was actually broken.

After the eighth round, He Ming's underwear and the troll's gloves were all smashed into pieces.

Among them, the troll glove resisted once because of an instinctive raise of his hand.

The Deceiver was also uncomfortable, and after beating eight times, he quickly threw away this terrible magic weapon. Because its black monster-shaped armor has been surrounded by green light and disintegrated, revealing its essence, and the space of the entire passage, as if spring has come, green light appears, and the dirty and rotten stagnant water turns into unknown green plants full of.

In one corner, a small white flower started to bloom, and He Ming vomited blood, which sprayed on the ground, and also helped the green plants grow.

He Ming looked up at the Deceiver, laughed, and mocked: "You are so fucking ugly! No wonder you are wearing that armor."

The Deceiver's armor fell off, revealing his real body, which was a monster about 1.7 meters tall with the body of a mermaid. It has a somewhat normal human face, but the chin, neck, and entire body are covered with silver scales. Of course, some places were melted by He Ming's blood and had small holes, or rotted, and there was still a slight flame burning on the back.

The body of the Deceiver is like a fish, with slightly normal footsteps. It has evolved anthropomorphic legs that can stand and walk, but its hands are shrunken, like chicken feet, ugly and pathetic. But the only redeeming feature was those eyes, very bright and pure like the eyes of a child, but full of a mysterious sense of evil.

He Ming's true blood created a large number of wounds that melted into small holes all over the Deceiver's body. From the outside, the situation was worse than He Ming's. One person and one demon were both badly injured, panting for each other, but they all looked at each other. At the same time, He Ming took back the epee and the stone knife, holding them respectively, and wanted to get the short stick.

The expressionless Deceiver took another wheelaxe from the void, walked over, and stood in front of the short stick.

He Ming vomited blood on the epee, continued to smear the stone knife all over, and licked the blood around the hood, making a threatening expression.

The Deceiver was unmoved, with an expressionless ugly face, panting: "The second trump card is a stronger magic soldier. Trust me. You may die, and so will I. Let it go? What do you want? things? Except for me, I can give you all my belongings!"

How sincere is the expression of an immortal deceiver? He Ming couldn't help laughing. He sat down and said, "What property do you have? What secrets do you have? Guaranteed by the great God Jehovah?"

"I can't name that person. Because I'm an evil being."

The Deceiver also panted and sat on the ground. Behind it, the flame hit by He Ming's blood ball was still burning. The Deceiver was resisting with all his strength. It was very painful, but he still calmly said: "My wealth is unimaginable. What I know The secrets are also unimaginable. But the property is hidden in various places, and the diamond bag made of gold skin just now is only an insignificant part. The world of the dead is beyond your imagination, it is infinitely larger and needs material wealth even more. The soul gold coin of the dark troll allows you to enjoy ten years of life in the world of the dead in the cities of the dead, it is the hard currency of the world of the dead!"

As he said that, the Deceiver took out a light black, very strong bag from the void, and threw it in front of He Ming's eyes like throwing garbage, "Here are fifty pieces. Five hundred years of dead people with the highest standard The emperor enjoys it. Friends, let it go. Enjoy life together, why fight to the death?"

He Ming opened it and saw that it was crystal clear, as big as an egg, and some were as big as a goose egg. From the appearance, it was not the currency of the mortal world.

He Ming put away the bag and threw it on the grass beside him like throwing garbage. Shrugging cynically, he laughed, "I like that money, even though it can only be spent in the world of the dead. Go ahead and tell me interesting things. Why can't you say the name Jehovah?"

"I can't say the name. If you have the guts, you can point to this sign and say a name: 'Mrs. Martha Danley'."

As the Deceiver said, he grabbed a bag from the void and threw it over. He Ming took it and opened it. There was only one coin, the whole body was pitch black, as if it was directly made of metal. On the front is a head portrait of a woman with a faint smile, and on the back is the profile of that woman.

There is a kind of magic in this woman's appearance, even though she is only a little bit beautiful, He Ming stared, and there was a smug light in the bright and pure eyes that could drip water.

"Not bad, she's a beauty." He Ming stared at the coin and laughed. When the Deceiver heard him say that it was a beauty, sweat overflowed from his forehead.

On the obverse of the coin, the woman suddenly smiled, and He Ming even saw her mouth moving: "Praise from mortals? I haven't heard it for many years... As the end of your blasphemy, let's play a game."

He Ming's Starscream hood fell off automatically, and he began to smell the rancid smell and grass in this passage.

Moments later, an indescribable darkness completely surrounded him.

He Ming was shocked. How could it be possible that his night vision ability completely disappeared?

He heard all kinds of voices, and the darkness around him instantly turned into the sea, into a strong wind, into a scorching sun, into an endless battlefield of killing...

Countless people are asking in the dark, who are you and why are you here?

are you in pain Are you dissatisfied? Are you not reconciled? Are you sorry?

He Ming hesitated for a moment, and immediately prostrated himself on the ground, shouting: "Great God, let me go." The pitiful appearance surpassed the deceitful demon just now.

"What kind of person do you think you are?" A faint voice sounded.

He Ming immediately flattered and said: "Great God, I am your man, I am your younger brother, I am your horse boy, I am your thug, let me go. I dare not blaspheme you. I am An insignificant little ant who said the wrong thing at the right time? Let me go. Great God, forgive the mistake of a little ant."

There was no faint voice, only some slight female voices were snickering.

He Ming said even more shamelessly: "Great God, you are so great, surpassing the greatest existence in the entire world. You are incredible, and your power shocks the universe. No human being or god can stand in front of you. Great God, You're like light, you're like electricity, you're like—"

"Like the Tathagata Buddha, like—" He Ming hadn't finished flattering, he returned to the spot, as if waking up from a dream, the deceitful demon who was creeping away looked back in disbelief, "How is it possible? You're back, Did she forgive your blasphemy? You are not lost in eternal darkness?!"

He Ming picked his nostrils and said, "Of course. I belong to her. She forgave me. Come back to me."

The Deceiver immediately crawled back, sat on the spot, looked at He Ming's face, nodded and said, "I really admire you. You are simply not human. It's indescribable."

"Stop hating me, continue to talk about interesting things, and then use dirty tricks, the negotiation will break down, and you will speak with your fists!"

He Ming said angrily: "Bastard, I was almost killed by you. It turns out that this is the power of those people. I think you will belch when you say Jehovah, or the Tathagata Buddha. The whole body will burn automatically. Because... How can the devil call the name of the holy, how dare the mortal stare into the abyss?"

"Good poetry, good poetry." The Deceiver applauded lightly, and then said with a playful smile: "Tathagata Buddha. Haha, it's shit. Look, I said the name."

He Ming pondered for a moment: "Where is the Buddha now? Tell me."

The deceiver smiled back.

One person and one demon looked at each other and continued to look at each other. Both sides are playing a game, Texas Hold'em.

All He Ming's hole cards turned over was a pair of small pairs. The devil's cards were A, K, Q, J, all spades. He only needed a 10 of spades to become a supreme flush, and easily slaughtered He Ming. Just come to a spade, or any A, K, Q, J. Unfortunately, its hole cards are 9 of hearts, 8 of diamonds, 7 of clubs, etc., and it will be dead at a showdown.

So the Deceiver has only one way to defeat He Ming, let him give up automatically, faint or leave, so that there will be no more games, and it can shrug its shoulders gracefully and continue to live its dark days.