Chapter 102: Man and Devil

  This strange energy pistol is extremely powerful, absolutely greater than a rocket launcher, because He Ming has already been immune to rocket launcher attacks, so it must be around the power of small missiles.

  However, the attack only lasted for a few seconds, and with a large amount of blood flowing and splashing, He Ming rushed up and hugged the deception demon who could not dodge.

  Deceived by the demon's painful and miserable cry, he launched a frenzied attack on He Ming, using his fists, head, and even teeth. He Ming also retaliated with equally frantic and unscrupulous attacks.

  Once upon a time, this immortal evil demon and many humans had been tightly embracing each other, but only to humiliate each other, indulging in pleasure, and now it is embracing a half-naked man, feeling death approaching.

  The severe pain in his chest made He Ming even more excited, he had already seen that the next moment was victory! He took over the gun, looked at it for a moment, and knew it was a sacred, sun-kissed weapon. Immediately aiming at the head of the deceitful demon: "Fool, you're using a radiant weapon? You really have the audacity of an old master!"

  In the midst of speaking, He Ming directly opened fire. Every time he pulled the trigger, a beam of light would shoot directly at the face of the cheating devil, making it even more painful and angry. Then there was another scream, because He Ming bit his tongue and kept spitting blood at it!

  He Ming and Qi Pian Mo both entered a frenzied state, entwining each other like two wild beasts as they fought.

  The Deceiver Demon continuously punched He Ming's face, chest and more with its fists, while He Ming countered by vomiting blood at it nonstop. The Deceiver Demon's body burned and melted away, letting out a loud wail.

  Finally, the powerful Deceiver exerted its strength and sent Ming flying. As soon as Ming struggled to his feet, the Deceiver was already standing in front of him, gripping a two-meter-long heavy sword with both hands. After a brief moment of stillness, the heavy sword suddenly appeared at Ming's waist, slashing deeply into it. It was clear that the Deceiver had used a terrifying sword technique similar to that of the Heavenly Origin Divine Spirit, but the damage it caused wasn't even comparable to that of the Heavenly Origin Divine Spirit.

  Because of the sudden intense heat, a hand was splattered with fresh blood, its two arms were directly melted away by half, and the heavy sword immediately lost its owner. He Ming, who was laughing wildly, hugged it again, and viciously inserted the photon gun from ** and fired, exhausting all attack energy in one breath, until no light could be emitted anymore.

  Deceived Mo exerted himself to push away He Ming, He Ming smashed the energy gun that had been shining brightly, and then drew out the heavy sword from his waist. Having long since seen red, he didn't say another word, using his own swordsmanship to urge on the power of his inner field, fiercely slashing over.

  Deception Demon took a deep breath, ignoring the attack, and from the void, he grabbed a short rod with a white jade-like surface adorned with patterns of white lotus flowers, emitting a faint golden glow. He struck it at He Ming, who was attacking him, and immediately, a mighty force that could move mountains and an earth-shaking roar resounded through the passage.

  The heavy sword was knocked flying, and the short club struck He Ming's head directly. In an instant, even the part of his head covered by the red spider headgear, which had the strongest defense, suffered a massive impact, sending out a highly lethal warning.

  However, this black and white rod also harmed the deceitful demon. A strong white light swept through the passage, and when He Ming came to his senses, he saw that the surroundings had become bright, with green signs appearing in the accumulated water, and on the bone walls, the ancient white bones also quickly showed a green hue.

  But the deceitful demon was uncomfortable, his entire armor was surrounded by green energy, and began to emit a faint green glow, while the burning caused by He Ming's true blood continued.

  It's extremely resentful, taking a stick and hitting wildly: "This is the sacred weapon I obtained in my immortal life. It's also the first of my three trump cards. Its power is unimaginable, but it's not bad, it also hurts me. Are we going to give up like this? You're not going to pursue me?"

  Although he was saying conciliatory words, the cheating demon showed no mercy, and after hitting him eight times, He Ming felt that each time was like an aircraft carrier falling from the sky and smashing into him, or being hit by a high-speed train.

  The third time, I broke a bone in my left hand, and such a hard bone actually fractured.

  After the eighth round ended, He Ming's underwear and mountain monster gloves were all shattered. The mountain monster gloves resisted once with their instincts.

  The deceitful demon was unbearable, after being beaten eight times, it hastily discarded the terrible divine weapon. Because its full-body black strange-shaped armor had been surrounded and disintegrated by green light, revealing its true nature, and the entire passageway's space was like spring arriving, with a green glow appearing, and the filthy stagnant water transformed into unknown green plants filling everywhere.

  In a corner, a small white flower began to bloom. He Ming vomited blood, spitting it onto the ground, which also helped the green plants grow.

  He Ming raised his head and looked at the Deceiver, laughing and saying: "You're really damn ugly! No wonder you need to wear that armor."

  The armor of the deceitful demon fell off, revealing its true form. It was a monster about 1.7 meters tall with the upper body of a human and the lower body of a fish. Its face was slightly more humanoid, but from the chin to the neck and across its entire body were silver scales. Of course, some areas had been melted into small holes or rotted away by He Ming's blood, and there was a faint flame burning on its back.

  The body of the Deceiver Demon resembles a fish, with slightly normal feet, and has evolved into humanoid legs that can stand and walk. However, its hands have atrophied, resembling chicken claws, ugly and pitiful. The only redeeming feature is its eyes, extremely bright and pure like those of an infant, but filled with a sinister and evil aura.

  Deceived Demon's body was covered in wounds made by He Ming's true blood, which had melted into small holes. The situation looked even more dire than He Ming's. Both the person and the demon were severely injured, panting at each other, but still staring at each other. He Ming retrieved his heavy sword and stone knife, holding them separately, and was about to grab that short rod.

  The expressionless swindler again took out a giant wheel axe from thin air and walked over to block the short staff.

  He Ming vomited blood on the heavy sword and continued to smear it on the stone knife, then licked the fresh blood around his headscarf, making a menacing expression.

  The swindling demon remained unmoved, his ugly face expressionless as he panted and said: "The second trump card is an even stronger demonic soldier. Believe me. You might die, I might too. Give up? What do you want? Anything except for me, all my possessions can be yours!"

  A face of immortal deceit, the more sincere the better, He Ming couldn't help but chuckle and sat down saying: "What possessions do you have? What secrets do you have? I swear on the great God Jehovah?"

  "I cannot say that person's name. Because I am an evil life."

  The Deceiver panted, sitting on the ground, behind him, the flame ignited by He Ming's blood was still burning. The Deceiver was resisting with all his might, extremely painful, yet calmly said: "My wealth is beyond your imagination. The secrets I know are also beyond your imagination. But my wealth is hidden in various places, and that golden diamond bag made of yellow gold skin is just a negligible part. The world of the dead is beyond your imagination, it's boundless and even more needs material wealth. That black dark demon soul coin can make you enjoy the highest life in the world of the dead for ten years in all major cities of the dead, it's the hard currency of the world of the dead!"

  As he spoke, the deceitful demon took out a faintly black and extremely sturdy bag from thin air, then tossed it in front of He Ming like trash. "There are fifty pieces here. The highest standard for dead emperors to enjoy for five hundred years. Friend, give up. Let's enjoy life together, why must we fight to the death?"

  He Ming opened one and took a look. They were all crystal clear, as big as chicken eggs, some even bigger than goose eggs. From the appearance alone, they didn't seem to be currency from the mortal world.

  He Ming picked up the bag and threw it to the side of the lawn like he was throwing away trash. He shrugged his shoulders playfully and smiled, "I like that money, even if I can only use it in the world of the dead. Keep telling me interesting things. Why can't you say the name Jehovah?"

  "I can't say the name. If you have a kind, you can face this brand and say a name: 'Mrs. Martha Danley'."

  The deceitful demon said, and from the void grabbed a bag and threw it over. He Ming took it and opened it to find only one coin inside, its entire body pitch black as if made directly from metal. The front side had the portrait of a woman with a faint smile, while the back side was her profile.

  The woman's appearance had a kind of magic, although she was only slightly pretty. As Ming gazed at her, the bright and pure eyes that seemed to be able to drip out water sparkled with a triumphant light.

  "Not bad, she's a beauty." He Ming stared at the coin and smiled, but when he heard himself say "not bad, she's a beauty", sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead.

  The woman on the coin suddenly smiled, and He Ming even saw her mouth moving: "Mortal's praise? Haven't heard that in many years... As a desecration of you, let's play a game."

  He Ming's red spider hood automatically fell off, and he began to smell the stench in this passage as well as the scent of grass.

  In an instant, a darkness beyond description enveloped him completely.

  He Ming was shocked and lost his color, how could this be? His night vision ability had completely disappeared?

  He heard all sorts of sounds, the darkness around him suddenly turned into an ocean, turned into a storm, turned into scorching sun, turned into an endless battlefield of slaughter...

  Innumerable people in the dark ask, who are you and why have you come here?

  Are you in pain? Are you dissatisfied? Are you resentful? Do you regret it?

  He Ming hesitated for a moment, then immediately kowtowed to the ground and shouted: "Great God, let me go!" His pitiful appearance surpassed his previous deceitful demon.

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

  "Oh great god, I am your person, your little brother, your horseman, your fist. Spare me. I dare not profane you. I am an insignificant small ant who said the wrong words at the right time? Let me go. Oh great god, forgive a small ant's mistake."

  A faint voice did not rise, there were just some slight female voices giggling secretly.

  He Ming said even more shamelessly: "Great God, you are so great that you surpass the greatest existence in the entire world. You are inconceivable and your power shakes the universe. No human or divine being can stand before you. Great God, you are like light, you are like electricity, you are like——"

  "Like the Buddha, like..." He Ming hadn't finished flattering when he returned to his original form, as if waking up from a dream. The deceitful demon who was quietly crawling away couldn't believe it and turned its head back, "How is this possible? You've returned, she's forgiven your blasphemy? You haven't become lost in eternal darkness?"

  He Ming rubbed his nose and said, "Of course. I'm her person. She forgave me. Give it back to me."

  The demon of deception immediately crawled back, sat in the original place, looked at He Ming's face, nodded and said: "I really admire you. You are not human at all. It's hard to describe."

  "Stop giving me lip service and continue saying something interesting. If you keep playing tricks, the negotiation will break down and we'll settle it with fists!"

  "What the hell, you almost got me killed! So this is the power of those people. I think you said Jehovah or Buddha would be screwed too. My whole body automatically ignited because... how can demons directly call out the names of holy ones, and how dare mortals gaze into the abyss?"

  "Good poem, good poem." The deceitful demon applauded lightly and then said with a smile: "The Buddha Tathagata. Haha, it's just dog shit, you see, I've said the name."

  He Ming sank into thought for a moment: "Now, where is Buddha? Speak."

  Deceive the demon with a smile.

  One person and a demon are sizing each other up, continuing to stare at each other. Both parties are playing a game of Texas Hold'em.

  He Ming's hole cards were a small pair, the devil's cards were A, K, Q, J, all spades, he only needed a spade 10 to become a royal flush and easily slaughter He Ming, any spade would do, or any A, K, Q, J, unfortunately, his hole cards were a red nine of hearts, an eight of diamonds, a seven of clubs, etc., one reveal and it was all over.

  So the cheating demon wanted to defeat He Ming, there was only one way, let him give up automatically, faint or leave, then there would be no more cards, and he could also shrug his shoulders and continue to live his dark days.