The Return of The Crazy Demon Chapter 195

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Episode 195 color demon

Cheonri Gaekjan.

Six people faced off at the decisive battle site in question. No matter how much of a battle it is between Sima Mao-do and miscellaneous military leaders, there is a clear rule for the powerful. An older angler asked me about the method of confrontation.

“Hao Wenzhou, do you want to fight with us as a group or have a one-on-one wheel-to-wheel battle? “Do whatever you want.”

The Three Princes’ guard, who appeared at the entrance last, answered.

“What do you mean by group competition between allies? Are you saying that you are going to persecute Hao Wen-ju now three to one? “I won’t allow it, so do it one-on-one.”

The fisherman looked at the escort with a puzzled expression.

“allow?”

I also looked at Howie with a bewildered expression.

“allow? Did this guy come to his senses when he smelled blood in the kitchen? Was my soul split into illusory magic after being beaten by the Three Confucius? it’s crazy? Did you turn? Do you want to search?”

The escort answered with a shocked expression.

“sorry.”

said the fisherman.

“Confucius Confucius and Master Yukhap. “I warned you with kind words, but are you still going to intervene?”

The color demon narrowed his eyes and answered.

“noisy. Please don’t tell me to do this or that. I don’t want to hear it. I’m going to kill you. “Don’t give orders.”

Everyone in the room looked at the horse who had belatedly faced the storm.

“… … .”

said the fisherman.

“In the first place, I came here to help Hao Wen-ju. good. If so, go with the one-on-one nomination format. “Pyeon Samae.”

Hongui’s coachman answered.

“Yes, death penalty.”

“You go first.”

While the Hongui coachman advanced to the center, the fishermen and woodcutter retreated to the back.

* * *

Hong’s coachman twirled his whip and looked at the three people. First, I examined Hao Wenzhu’s mood and prayer, and then met his eyes.

“… … .”

I couldn’t tell if his eyes were bloodshot because he couldn’t sleep or because he was crazy, but either way, the red color in his eyes was scary.

‘Did this person really kill the Butcher? If it’s true, it means you’re stronger than me.’

Since I couldn’t gauge his skills, I focused my attention on the ugly swordsman standing in the center.

‘Teacher Yukhap… … .’

Aside from the simple expression on his face, he looked both ugly and scary. Moreover, because he was the quietest of the three, he had the aura of seeming like he had the highest level of skill.

‘Exclude you for now.’

The Hongui Coachman glared at the young man who was the second son of the Wind Cloud Dreamer.

The type of man Hongui’s coachman usually hates the most is… … .

A guy like a gisaeng brother.

A guy who carelessly stares and scans your body.

He’s like a playboy.

There were these three categories, and the young man from the Wind Cloud Dreamer had the unpleasant feeling of having all three.

The Hongui coachman pointed to the color horse with his finger.

“You come out.”

At that moment, the colored horse that was pointed out smiled faintly at the red-robed coachman and then narrowed one eye.

The color horse walking nimbly spoke to the red-robed coachman.

“sister?”

Hongui’s coachman frowned and said.

“Why am I your sister?”

“Oh, you like informal language? I also like informal language. “When you’re in your mid-twenties, you don’t know anything yet.”

“What on earth are you talking about?”

While Hongyi’s coachman felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange, he could see Hao Wenzhou, who was watching, stroking his arm repeatedly. He was swearing with his mouth as if he had grown chicken skin.

“hmm… … .”

Hongui’s coachman unconsciously felt a chill as Monga’s second son approached, so he slowly circled and continued the standoff.

‘Looking up close, I see he’s not a sloppy guy.’

In the meantime, a guy named Mong Lang cast his eyes towards Ma Pian and said,

“The whip is good. Is that your preference? Is it slap slap? “Where do you like to hit?”

At that moment, Hong’s coachman took six or seven steps back in an instant, widening the distance.

Bababababaak!

Instinctively, a chill ran down my spine.

“… … .”

Mong Lang said as he slowly narrowed the distance.

“I like the combination. Freeze and then whip? good night. “Tastes must be respected.”

Before Hongyi’s coachman could open his mouth, Hao Wenju shouted in an angry tone.

“You shit, do it in moderation. “Before I beat you to death.”

Hongui’s coachman said.

“Just like Moonju said, shut up and attack.”

“Did you just give an order? To me?”

Mong Lang suddenly opened the front of his jacket with his hands, exposing the bare skin of his upper body. His bare skin was full of bizarre scars that looked like he had been tortured.

Mongrang said.

“I would have definitely told you not to do this or that. Say one more word. I’ll take off my pants, and then the next one. Just a warning, don’t provoke. If you stimulate it… … .”

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At this time, Hao Wenzhou screamed.

“Shut up! Dear friend, please do not provoke me. “That guy is a famous color.”

“what?”

Is this cause for concern? Or is it scaring me?

The red horseman swung his horse, which had been converted into a weapon and had lengthened considerably, towards the charging horse.

Swish!

The horse’s movements were truly lively. As soon as he fought, he felt cold, so he prepared for the ice attack and also paid attention to his footwork.

Hao Wenjue’s voice continued to be heard.

“That guy is the most famous white sword in Baek Eungji. In short, it is one color. If you get caught, you won’t be able to find your bones or even the new clothes you bought. Be careful of ice balls. I’m an ice ball expert. As far as I know, I heard that he learned the ice ball to immobilize his opponent, but I’ll leave it to your imagination as to what he does after immobilizing his opponent. Human imagination is inherently amazing. Hey, what are you imagining? My complexion is turning red, but you can’t believe it… … ?”

Teacher Yukhap screamed.

“Shut up. a little!”

While swinging his horse, Hongui’s coachman noticed that every time he made eye contact with the sexy horse, the horse was smiling. At that moment, the sex demon poured out his tension one after another and sniffed at his nose.

“Oh, I’m angry… … .”

At this time, a fisherman also joined the conversation.

“Samae, are you saying your heart is shaken by such childish conversation? I need to tell Master and do some penance. “Come to your senses.”

“Yes, death penalty.”

For a moment, the complexion of the Hongui coachman turned pale, and Pyeonbeop instantly regained his sense of stability.

Strangely enough, he felt like both enemies and allies were harassing him, so he couldn’t show off his skills as much as usual.

Meanwhile, Hao Wenzhou continued speaking in a sarcastic tone again.

“Penance is good. Looks like he’s a master of torture. The master seems scared. Poor guys. Slave bastards. It’s sad. Did you say he was a white robe student? The Butcher’s spirit was greatly damaged, and you guys are no different. This is the life of a scared rat. Hey, there it is. Aren’t you your masters? White-robed student, welcome.”

Hongui’s coachman, who was fighting, moved his head very slightly without realizing it, and retreated after receiving a blow to the shoulder.

puck!

“Keuheuk!”

The fisherman shouted.

“Samai! How could Master come here! Hao Wen-ju, if you make a fuss one more time, I will take it as an invitation for a team competition.”

Hao Wen-ju answered in a pessimistic tone.

“check.”

Teacher Yukhap, who had been quiet, also opened his mouth in a grave tone.

“check.”

The demon that was running wild was giggling and showing off its tricks. However, half of the movements that were performed seemed like playful dancing.

“Samae Pyeon, are you wet? Is it creepy? Was this your first time getting hit by an ice ball? cold? “Take it off?”

Every time a short word came out, a cold tension poured out, making me even more dizzy.

“… … .”

Only then did Hongui’s coachman feel the chill spreading from his shoulders. His left arm is becoming increasingly heavy. Finally, she tried to drive away the chill spreading across her left arm with a burst of true energy.

The color demon said.

“Didn’t your master torture you with ice balls? What a disappointment. Since ancient times, torture involves being hot, cold, hungry, and confined in a small place. What happens next? Adding bugs to the basic four tortures. Do you like bugs? snake? centipede? What about frogs? “It’s delicious when you put it in your mouth.”

The fisherman who was watching said.

“We lost the first match.”

When the fisherman pointed at the woodcutter, the woodcutter jumped up from the ground and swung his hatchet at the red horse.

Wedge!

At that moment, the magician grabbed the blade of the hatchet with his hand wrapped around the ice ball and held out his fist.

At the same time, the woodcutter also closed his fist and took the force of the demon.

Kwaaaaaaaaaa!

While the new form of the color demon was quickly pushed into a lying position, Hao Wenju quickly appeared and grabbed its back and immediately straightened it up.

At the same time, the woodcutter grabbed the back of the half-conscious red-robed coachman and threw him backwards. At that moment, a clattering sound was heard, and the woodcutter’s jacket was torn of its own accord. He appears to have mastered both external and internal skills at the same time, revealing his hideously thick veins and muscles.

The fisherman waved his hand and let out a fishing line, and then wrapped it around the Hongui coachman’s waist and pulled lightly, and the Hongui coachman landed next to him.

The fisherman scolded Hong’s coachman.

“Samae Pyeon, what kind of obscenity is this? “I can’t even use my skills properly.”

“sorry. execution.”

“Have a good breakfast in the back.”

“yes.”

The horse that was thrown back by the woodcutter’s punch said with an unpleasant expression.

“… … What is this? “I’m having a lot of fun.”

said the fisherman.

“Don’t be offended. If all three of us are defeated anyway, we’ll be risking our lives here… … I will admit defeat in my first match. Who can deal with a super beast priest?”

As Master Lu He walked forward, Hao Wenzhou grabbed him from behind.

“Wait a minute, wait a minute, everyone wait.”

* * *

Since the angler interfered in the game and made a fuss, I also responded by being a jerk.

He made eye contact with Teacher Yukhap and spoke in a calm tone.

“Yukhap, I will deal with the woodcutter.”

Teacher Yukhap, who couldn’t control his facial expressions, happened to be looking at me with his back to his enemies.

“why?”

I said while looking at Teacher Yukhap and Saekma.

“Since you are the strongest among the three of us, you should deal with that old fishing man. It is right for me to step forward as the central army. Let’s go to the great battle.”

“Oh, is that so?”

Of course, out of the three of us, I am the strongest.

But there’s no way they would know that. Anyway, since he looked the scariest and the older man was also a teacher of Yukhap, it was a fitting situation for him to confront the angler.

In fact, if the skills of a woodcutter were not much different from that of a butcher, Mr. Yukhap would have had a hard time. It is meaningless to win with your body torn apart by a hatchet. No matter how highly you rate the skills of a reincarnated demon, it is unlikely that he will beat a woodcutter in good health.

I forced Mr. Yukhap to step back and then went to the center, observing the woodcutter’s facial expression.

Still, I noticed that he seemed more composed than the Hong-ui coachman, and that he was the type with a very strong sense of self-esteem and pride due to his sturdy body and facial expression.

In order to shake the woodcutter’s psychological state, he spoke to the three princes’ guards.

“Hey, escort guy.”

“Please speak.”

“Bring me a butcher knife.”

“yes.”

I asked for forgiveness from the woodcutter, who was standing proudly showing off his enormous size.

“I’ll bring weapons, so stop showing off your muscles and just wait.”

The woodcutter looked at me with bug-like eyes and said.

“Bring it.”

Meanwhile, I also checked the angler’s expression and the condition of the Hongui coachman, who was feeling lucky. Whether I was fighting in a group or one-on-one, my goal was to watch the match and always achieve a huge victory.

I heard a sound and the guard who arrived quickly held out a butcher knife to me.

“Here it is.”

I said as I was handed the butcher knife.

“You have several butcher knives, but you deliberately brought a pig-killing knife. also… … .”

The woodcutter said with a frown.

“Is that the butcher’s execution knife?”

I waved the butcher knife at the woodcutter.

“Well, that’s fine. “Look around and ask.”

As I grinned, the woodcutter rushed towards me with his hatchet raised. I was about to use light magic for a moment, but the woodcutter’s spirit was so ferocious that I had no choice but to naturally use light magic. Fortunately, the woodcutter’s light attack skills were not fast due to his muscles.

I warmed up in front of Cheonri Gaekjan by making a large circle, leaving the woodcutter chasing me behind.

Suddenly I looked up at the sky and saw that the moon was pretty today.

“and… … Moonlight. Hey… … .”

I instantly felt better and couldn’t help but smile.

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