At this time, the door of the coffin shop opened a gap again, and Gao Rubai, who had gone out before, walked in again. He walked behind Wu Mian and stood up, and then said to the Demon King: "Your Majesty Demon King, I have not seen Tong Qizhen for many years. You are asking him the wrong person. But you don't misunderstand, even if the person you are looking for will meet the capital, I will tell Wu Mian as soon as possible whether Guigui or not. Now Gao Rubai is the housekeeper in their mansion and is no longer Tong Qizhen's disciple. Please don't misunderstand..."

Wu Mian had suspected Gao Rubai before, but what he didn't know was that after the demon king left their mansion for hundreds of days, the senior manager had already found Gui Bugui in private and informed the old guy about the meeting with the coffin shop when the demon king secretly asked him to have sex.

But Gui Bugui was worried that the Demon King would transfer the tiger away from the mountain. After he transferred himself and Wu Mian out, he would come to attack Bai Wuqiu. After it got dark, the old guy told Wu Mian about this matter, and the two of them had agreed. Since the Demon King was looking for Tong Qizhen, Wu Mian would pretend to be this person to see him. Gui Bugui stayed in the mansion to take care of Bai Wuqiu. As long as the Demon King really took the opportunity to come again and was not good for this stupid boy, Gui Bugui sent another signal to Wu Mian to use the escape method to come back.

In order to pretend to be Tong Qizhen, Gui Buhui prepared several porcelain bottles, which were filled with clear water. Unexpectedly, there would be a flaw in the end. They could not have imagined that the Demon King would really spread plagues in the capital. However, compared to Tong Qizhen, the Demon King was still normal, at least it was not such a big deal to his fellow people.

After hearing Gao Rubai's words, the Demon King sneered and said, "This is a good disciple taught by Tong Qizhen. Well, today I will clean up the portal for him..."

While speaking, the demon king's body disappeared from Diyuan and instantly appeared in front of Gao Rubai again. He reached out and grabbed him in front of him. The senior manager did not expect that he would still attack him while hiding behind Wu Mian, and immediately hurriedly dodged backwards. However, the demon king's speed was too fast. Before he could retreat, a cold palm had already been pressed on his face.

Just when Gao Rubai thought he was dead now and had closed his eyes and waited for death, Wu Mian suddenly made a loud noise in the direction, and then the hand that was pressed on his face disappeared without a trace. When the senior manager understood that he had come and opened his eyes again, he saw that the demon king had returned to his previous position. A wound of about half a foot appeared on its right arm, and now the blood was flowing down.

Just now, while the demon king took action to end Gao Rubai, Wu Mian suddenly grabbed the hilt of Zhan Kun's sword and swept out to his front. While doing this action, the white-haired man let out a muffled groan in front of him. Then blood flowed out of the air, and in an instant, the demon king appeared in front of Wu Mian.

It used the magic technique to create an illusion to attack Gao Rubai. It thought Wu Mian would rescue this person, so he took the opportunity to attack the white-haired man. Although this did not match the identity of the demon king, it was really too afraid of the long sword that shone with the light of autumn water. I don’t know why, when I first saw this magic weapon yesterday, it vaguely felt that one day it might die under this long sword...

Unexpectedly, Wu Mian completely ignored Gao Rubai's life and death. When the senior manager received the attack, he seemed to have seen through the demon king's thoughts and wielded Kun to hurt the demon king. If he moved a few points forward, he would have now cut off the demon king's right arm.

"Good magic weapon..." The demon king seemed to not feel that he was injured. Its eyes were staring at the Kill Kun in Wu Mian's hand. After taking a deep breath, he continued to say: "You have taken advantage of this magic weapon. If you really do it, you are not as good as me..."

"That's how do you think?" When Wu Mian spoke, his palm flipped and Jiang Zhan Kun put it away. Then he continued to say to the demon king: "Then I have to learn about your true abilities..." When he spoke, Wu Mian's figure flashed and he had already rushed towards the demon king.

Seeing Wu Mian put away his magic weapon, the Demon King became ecstatic. He didn't expect that there was such a conceited person in this world. After all, you are not Xu Fu, how could you be the opponent of the demon god's body? As long as you finish this white-haired man now, the Demon King will immediately kill Gui Bugui. Even if that old guy has a plan, he will not be his opponent. What remains is the "Bai Wuqiu". It takes up his body for a long time and should pay his life as a price. After all, the body of the demon god is its now. Once the demon god's soul wants to regain its divine body, it will be a troublesome thing. The moment Wu Mian rushed over, the Demon King almost saw him, Gui Bugui and Bai Wuqiu died tragically under his hands.

While the white-haired man rushed over, the demon king rushed towards him. Just as the man and the demon were about to touch him, the long sword shining with autumn water appeared again in Wu Mian's hand. Then the white-haired man held Zhan Kun and swept towards the demon king's head.

The demon king, who was already in the victory, was shocked and hurriedly leaned back. The sword swept against his forehead and cut off a thin layer of flesh. When the demon king quickly retreated four or five feet away, and finally stood firm, the blood on his forehead was like a veil worn by a Persian woman, dyeing its entire face blood red.

"Wu Mian! Didn't you say you can't use magic weapons?" The terrified demon king shouted at the white-haired man who had not chased after him, and then continued: "You are self-righteous with your identity. Are you not afraid that the monks in the world will laugh at you? You are not even as good as our monsters..."

"When did I say that I didn't use magic weapons?" Wu Mian smiled in his unique way and said to Gao Rubai, who was hiding behind the coffin behind him: "Repeat what I said just now to the Demon King, let it hear if I have ever said that I don't use magic weapons?"

Hearing Wu Mian's words, Gao Rubai hurriedly stood up and said to the demon king: "Your Majesty, my Mr. Wu Mian just said a few words. The first sentence is what do you think so? The second sentence is that I want to learn about your true abilities. In Rubai, I don't think of magic weapons in these two sentences, and I have never said that Mr. Wu Mian can't use magic weapons, and you are competing with Your Majesty empty-handed."

"Did you understand? I never said from beginning to end that I would not use the Kill Kun." Wu Mian laughed mockingly and continued, "Go to stop the bleeding. How could you still look like a demon king like this? The Ghost King is almost the same..."

At this time, the blood of the demon king had already flowed into its eyes, preventing Wu Mian from sneak attacking. It forced itself to wipe it without reaching out to wipe it. Now that he heard the words of the white-haired man, the demon king couldn't help but reach out to rub his eyes. The other hand was also preparing to tear off the corner of his clothes to wipe his blood-filled face.

Just as the demon king raised his hand to wipe his eyes, his heart became panicked for no reason. Then it seemed that some magic weapon with unusual light flew towards him. The demon king reacted instantly, leaned back again, and flew back almost flat.

After waiting, my body collapsed the courtyard wall of the coffin shop. After my body had reached the street, I saw that the magic weapon called Kill Kun flew over and almost cut my body into two sections. The demon king roared again: "Wu Mian! OK... You won't attack me when I stopped bleeding just now... I'll tell you for you!"

When the Demon King called out the name of the white-haired man, he also understood what Wu Mian said just now. It seemed that he did not mention the words that he would relieve himself and stop the bleeding and wait until you pack up before fighting.

Wu Mian looked at the Demon King with a smile and said slowly: "Are you any dissatisfied with it?"

At this time, the blood on the demon king's forehead had dried up, but its eyes were filled with tears from the blood. After suppressing his anger, the demon king said to Wu Mian: "I must give you twice the return of what happened today..." As the last sentence was finished, the demon king turned around and fled backwards.
Chapter completed!