The old liar emphasized again that he and Rowling's captain, Wang Ze, were sworn enemies … No, sworn friends.
Anyway, the old liar didn't want to work with Rowling.
But just then, a head popped out of the door of Yu Keming's apartment beside Rowling.
It was a bloody head!
The place where the door of the rental house came into contact with the bloody skull had been corroded and turned black.
When the old liar saw the head, he couldn't help but be terrified.
He took a few steps back and sat on the ground.
"Blood Demon!"
Rowling was so frightened that she pulled out her gun.
Bang, bang —
Rowling's two shots hit the head directly.
Blood splattered out from the temples of the flesh head.
But it didn't die.
It wasn't even injured.
The bullet slowly seeped out of its face and fell to the ground.
The head turned and looked at Rowling. Then it shot a mouthful of bloody phlegm at her.
Rowling suddenly felt her body being pulled by a huge force.
She was flung two meters away. Looking back, she realized that Chen Zhao had pulled her over.
"What are you doing?"
Chen Zhao lifted his hand and pointed at the wall beside him.
The bloody phlegm that the head had spat out earlier had already left a horrifying hole in the wall.
"You should thank me," Chen Zhao said.
By then, the old liar had also come back to his senses.
He quickly jumped up and stabbed the peach wood sword into the head's neck, which was still unable to move.
"Borrowing the power of the five mountains, Nine Revolutions Lightning!"
A bolt of lightning suddenly flashed across the old liar's peach wood sword.
But the head wasn't injured at all. Instead, it turned at an unbelievable angle and looked at the old liar above.
Then, the peach wood sword that had stabbed into the head started to corrode. The rot kept spreading upwards.
The old liar hurriedly let go of the peach wood sword.
"Hurry up and purify it!" Rowling screamed in fear.
"Purification is something that foreigners do. If I want to do something, I can only do it to eliminate demons and protect the Dao!" the old liar corrected.
"Then hurry up and eliminate demons and protect the Dao."
Actually, regardless of whether it was domestic or foreign, purification or elimination, the process was similar.
Basically, everyone's techniques were more or less the same. If they could get rid of the unclean things and leave behind a pure spirit body with no negative side effects, that would be considered purification. As for those who couldn't withstand it, that would be hopeless. That would be worth it to get rid of demons and defend the Dao.
To put it simply, those who died would be slaying demons, while those who lived would be purified.
Of course, most of the time, they only faced spiritual bodies.
However, they were now facing a true demon.
"Get rid of my a * s, this thing can't be killed … Motherf * cker, which lunatic came up with this thing?" The old swindler cursed.
Although the old swindler's means were not high, his vision was not low.
In the Spirit World, as long as one had a demon with them, there was basically nothing good.
Turning around and leaving was a normal option.
If he couldn't leave, he would hide. This was the backup option.
Of course, there were always high-end people who developed some spells.
It was specifically used to carry out the true 'exorcism'.
However, for the time being, Blood Demons belonged to the category that couldn't be destroyed.
There was really no way to destroy this thing.
The only thing that worked was the seal.
"Can't you kill this thing?"
"This thing is truly immortal. Hurry up and run." The old swindler was already planning to retreat.
However, he still reminded Rowling to retreat out of professional ethics.
Just then, black spots of erosion started appearing on the door of the rental house.
Then, the Blood Demon's limbs appeared through the spots.
After enduring the pressure that it shouldn't have, the door finally collapsed.
Everyone finally saw the Blood Demon's true appearance.
It was a thing that only maintained its human form with its head.
Its limbs were completely pieced together.
Even Picasso couldn't imagine such a twisted and weird thing.
Five limbs of different lengths were distributed in different positions.
There was no symmetry at all. Its movements were also slightly awkward.
Blood Demon looked at the old swindler and then at Rowling.
Finally, it looked at Chen Zhao.
"It's you! Hehe … "Blood Demon suddenly revealed a horrifying smile.
Chen Zhao scratched his head. "You recognize me?"
If Blood Demon hadn't said this, Chen Zhao wouldn't have noticed this bloody face.
It! It seemed to be Yu Keming.
"You snatched Ziqing! You stole my girlfriend! Do you think you can do whatever you want with money? "Blood Demon growled with a hideous expression.
"Ah … It's you." Chen Zhao shrugged, indicating that he'd just recognized him. "You're the one who lives off a woman and isn't professional at all, right?"
Rowling and the old swindler broke out in a cold sweat. Didn't this guy see what state Blood Demon was in?
Did he want to die faster?
Did he have to anger Blood Demon?
"I'm going to kill you!"
As expected, Blood Demon was triggered by Chen Zhao's words.
Just as Blood Demon pounced over, Chen Zhao suddenly grabbed the broom beside him.
The broom stick stabbed into Blood Demon's mouth and nailed him to the wall.
Even the old swindler was dumbfounded, not to mention Rowling.
Of course, the Blood Demon could even corrode a refined peach wood sword.
Not to mention the broom stick.
But one had to admit that Chen Zhao's move was very cruel.
"Hehe … You don't think you can kill it like this …"
Poof —
Before the Blood Demon could finish, Chen Zhao suddenly swung his tail and kicked the Blood Demon's head away.
"Uh …" Rowling stared at Chen Zhao in shock.
In her impression, Chen Zhao was a rich person.
He lived like a prince and was used to enjoying life.
Plus, Chen Zhao had shown last time that he was overcautious and cowardly.
So, she didn't think that Chen Zhao would dare to attack such a terrifying Blood Demon.
In the end, who would have thought that Chen Zhao would not only use his hands, but also his feet.
Furthermore, it was such a ferocious sweep.
He kicked Blood Demon's head off and sent it flying.
After the blood-colored head flew out, it evaporated in the air.
Then, an even more twisted head grew out from Blood Demon's broken neck.
"Let me finish what I have to say …"
Blood Demon wasn't afraid of Chen Zhao at all.
Moreover, he didn't allow Chen Zhao to be angry at him.
Chen Zhao didn't even let him finish!
Blood Demon's cheeks puffed up and he was about to spit blood at Chen Zhao.
But this mouthful of bloody phlegm was still brewing.
His chin was hit hard by Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao's kick almost broke the Blood Demon's neck.
"You can't. Even if you become like this, you won't have a chance to take revenge," Chen Zhao said casually.
"Ha … If you can't kill me, you can only wait for death. It's just a matter of time …"
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