Bai Haorui became more and more courageous as he fought, and the True Gang in his body continued to surge. He operated "Three Altars Body-Refining True Fire Art" to the extreme, and the purple-gold True Fire and True Gang merged together, forming a blazing sea of fire around him.
As soon as the demons get close to the sea of fire, they will be burned by True Fire and let out shrill screams. Their bodies will slowly melt in True Fire, and finally turn into a wisp of black smoke and dissipate in the air.
The leader of the demon watched his men fall one by one, his eyes becoming more and more sinister. He suddenly pulled out a long black knife from his waist. The blade was engraved with strange Hell runes, and dark red light flowed from the runes.
"Bai Haorui, suffer death!"
With an angry roar, he turned into a black shadow and rushed forward. He was extremely fast, leaving afterimages in the air. The black long knife slashed towards Bai Haorui's head with a scream that tore the air.
Bai Haorui did not dare to be careless. He held the Gang Qi sword with both hands and faced him.
"Clang--!"
With a loud noise, True Gang collided with the demonic energy, and the shock wave generated shook all the surrounding demons away. The asphalt pavement on the road was shaken to the point of cracking cracks, and the guardrails on the roadside were also broken.
Bai Haorui was shocked and took three steps back. Qi and blood surged in his chest. He gritted his teeth and suppressed the surging Qi and blood in his body.
The windbreaker demon was also shocked and took two steps back. His arms were slightly numb. He looked at Bai Haorui with shock in his eyes. "I didn't expect you to be so strong. However, you are still going to die here today!"
After saying that, he rushed forward again. The black long knife danced like a tiger, and the knife shadow was heavy, blocking all Bai Haorui's escape routes.
Bai Haorui's footsteps were nailed on the asphalt road, and the long sword was pointing diagonally at the ground. A layer of purple-gold True Gang shimmered on the sword. The windbreaker demon let out a low roar, and the black windbreaker suddenly lifted back, revealing his arms covered with bone spurs under the windbreaker. Ten sharp claws glowed with a poisonous black light, and rushed towards him with a scream that tore the air.
"Chi--" The sharp claws scraped across Bai Haorui's shoulders, tearing his clothes apart, leaving a shallow trace of blood. Bai Haorui remained motionless, turning his wrist lightly and holding the long sword. Like a poisonous snake coming out of its hole, it accurately stabbed the space under the ribs exposed by the windbreaker demon when he swung his claws. The windbreaker demon hurriedly turned sideways, and the blade of the sword scraped across his ribs, tearing a long gash in the black windbreaker and bringing up a wisp of black blood.
The windbreaker demon roared angrily, and his attack suddenly accelerated. His figure turned into blurry black shadows, and his sharp claws and long knives attacked Bai Haorui from all directions. Each blow was powerful enough to crush steel. Bai Haorui was not messy at all, and the long sword seemed to be alive in his hands. The sword light weaved into an airtight net, blocking all attacks. "Dang! Dang! Dang!" The sound of gold and iron clashing was as dense as a rainstorm, and sparks kept splashing between the two.
Bai Haorui's swordsmanship is not fancy at all, every move is steady and heavy, but as fast as lightning. The tip of his sword is always locked on the windbreaker demon's heart, throat, joints and other vital parts, forcing him to give up attack and defend again and again. In the middle of the attack, Lieg u swung his claws across Bai Haorui's head. Bai Haorui ducked and ducked. At the same time, he raised the long sword upwards, and with a "pop" sound, a deep wound with bone visible was opened on his left arm.
Black blood spurted out, and the windbreaker demon roared in pain, and his offensive became even more frenzied. He threw the long knife and rushed forward, resisting Bai Haorui's sword with his body, and at the same time clawing at Bai Haorui's chest with both claws. Bai Haorui frowned slightly, his body True Gang's internal energy reached its peak in an instant, and a pale golden light shield flashed across his body. With a "bang" sound, the windbreaker demon's sharp claws hit True Gang, causing him to take two steps back, while Bai Haorui's long sword also penetrated deeply into his right shoulder.
Bai Haorui quickly drew his sword and retreated, avoiding the crazy counterattack of the windbreaker demon with light steps. His breathing was slightly rapid, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. The hand holding the sword was still as steady as a rock. True Gang slowly circulated in his body, constantly repairing the subtle damage caused in the battle, and at the same time providing a steady stream of power for the long sword.
The battle had lasted for more than ten minutes. The windbreaker demon's movements had obviously slowed down, and he was breathing heavily with each swing of his claws. Black blood continued to flow from the dozen wounds on his body, gathering into a pool at his feet. His eyes were full of madness and unwillingness, and his attacks became increasingly unorganized and full of flaws.
Although Bai Haorui also felt a little tired, the True Gang in his body was still as abundant as a rushing river. He calmly observed Lieg u's movements, moving slowly, constantly adjusting his position, looking for opportunities for a fatal blow. The long sword trembled slightly in his hand, and the True Gang light on the sword became brighter and brighter.
"Now!"
Bai Haorui grabbed a flaw, and in a flash, he circled behind the windbreaker demon. He concentrated all his True Gang on the long sword, and the purple-gold light surged, illuminating the entire road.
Bai Haorui roared angrily and struck Lieg u in the back with his long sword.
The windbreaker demon's expression changed drastically, and it was too late to dodge. He could only turn around suddenly and block it in front of him with the long black knife he had picked up during the battle.
"Pfft!"
With a soft sound, Gang Qi's long sword directly cut off the black long knife, and then slashed into Lieg u's chest. Pure Yang True Gang instantly poured into his body, burning his soul crazily.
"Ah--!"
Lieg u let out a scream and his body twitched violently. His body melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into a plume of black smoke and dissipated in the air.
When the remaining demons saw their leader being killed, they were so frightened that they turned around and wanted to run away. Bai Haorui With a thought in his mind, countless True Gang needles as thin as hair were shot out from their bodies, instantly nailing all the demons to the ground.
The road was in a mess, with demon corpses and thick black smoke everywhere. The sun had completely set and night began to fall.
Bai Haorui was holding a mahogany sword and breathing heavily. A deep wound was opened on his left shoulder by the claws of a high-level demon. Blood dripped down his arm and fell to the ground. His forehead was covered with cold sweat and his breathing was somewhat rapid.
Just as he was about to take out the healing medicine from his arms to treat the wound, his expression suddenly changed and he suddenly looked up at the sky.
I saw a dazzling white light falling from the sky, turning into dozens of angels. Each of them had stern faces and cold eyes, holding Angel Blade with shining white light, and surrounded Bai Haorui.
The leader is a handsome but expressionless angel with pure white wings. He is a captain in the Heaven battle sequence, named "Cassiel". He has been secretly observing the battle, and after seeing the terrifying combat power displayed by Bai Haorui, he decided to take action immediately and not give him any chance to grow.
"Bai Haorui, you heretic." Cassiel's voice was cold and emotionless, "You violated God's will and interfered with Heaven's plan. You have repeatedly obstructed the angels from carrying out their missions. Today, on behalf of God, we will execute you."
Bai Haorui wiped the golden blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered, "God? You haven't even met God, how dare you represent him? You are just a group of puppets who only execute orders. For the so-called 'plan', you can sacrifice countless innocent human lives. What is the difference between you and the demons of Hell?"
"Presumptuous! Heaven's majesty cannot be blasphemed by a heretic like you!" Cassiel's eyes turned cold and he roared, "Do it! Kill him!"
More than a dozen angels raised Angel Blade at the same time and rushed towards Bai Haorui. The white holy light collided with the purple-gold True Gang, and a more fierce battle started again.
The theater was packed with seats, the stage was illuminated by brilliant lights, and explosive electronic music was playing from the speakers. Most of the audience were young people in their teens and twenties, holding light sticks in their hands and screaming excitedly. Jeb·Dirk ster wore thick black eyeliner, a hand full of silver rings, black leather pants and a rivet jacket. He jumped up and down on the stage and looked cool for the camera from time to time.
Suddenly, all the lights on the stage went out. The whole place was dark, only the fluorescent sticks in the audience were flashing.
"Light! Where is the light?!" Jeb's voice came from the darkness, with a hint of exaggerated panic.
At this moment, a dazzling white light lit up from the center of the stage. Jeb·Dirk ster disappeared out of thin air!
The audience let out a burst of exclamation.
A few seconds later, Jeb's voice came from the last row of the auditorium. "I'm here!"
Everyone turned their heads and saw Jeb standing in the aisle of the last row, waving to the audience. He had a proud smile on his face.
"Wow!" the audience burst into thunderous applause and screams.
Jeb walked slowly back to the stage along the aisle, high-fiving the audience as he walked. He jumped on the stage, picked up the microphone, and shouted at the top of his lungs, "This is magic! This is the magic of Jeb·Dirk ster!"
Dean and Sam were sitting in the back row of the auditorium. Dean looked at Jeb on the stage with a look of disgust, while Sam was holding a small book and recording something in it.
"Did he wear eyeliner?" Dean leaned into Sam's ear and asked in a low voice.
Sam looked up and shook his head. "I can't see clearly, I was blinded by those silver jewelry."
"The light must find me! Understand?! It must find me!" Jeb shouted at the top of his lungs on the stage, causing the fans in the audience to scream.
Dean rolled his eyes. "What a bastard. Chris and An Jill have better taste than him."
At this moment, Vernon, who was sitting a few rows in front of them, turned his head dissatisfied and whispered to Jay and Charlie: "Can you two just calm down for a while? My head hurts."
"Oh, come on, Jay." Charlie whispered, "His misleading technique is to twist his butt like Eighth Avenue's whore. In the past, magic relied on real ability, techniques, skills, and interaction with the audience. But now? It's all special effects and hype."
Jay sighed, with lonely eyes. "Yes, it used to be. It used to be."
"Listen to what you two said. It's so pathetic." Charlie shook his head, "Two cynical old men here longing for the good old days. You know what? This bastard is not a joke, we are."
Jay frowned. "Hey, who are you calling the joke?"
"I'm one of them." Charlie's voice was a little deep, "We used to stand on the main stage like him. In 1978, we performed at the Radio City Music Hall for a month and the venue was full. At that time, we were real stars. Maybe he is indeed a bastard, but now he is performing on the main stage, and we can't even afford an assistant. What are we doing?"
"We are doing well." Vernon comforted, "At least we can still do what we like."
"No, we are not living well at all." Charlie said excitedly, "We are old and pathetic, and we are slowly dying. No one will remember us. In ten or twenty years, when we die, no one in this world will know who 'Jay the Amazing' is."
Vernon looked at Jay, his eyes full of worry.
Jay was silent for a while, and then said slowly, "I want to perform 'Table of Death' tonight."
"No. Absolutely not, Jay." Vernon objected immediately, "Don't be crazy. The last time you tried this magic, you almost killed yourself. That was 30 years ago! Now your body can't bear it at all. You have a bad waist and knee problems, and you can't even bend down."
"Oh, so what if I die?" Jay's voice was filled with despair, "At least I can make headlines. At least people will remember that Jay the Amazing died on the stage in the end."
Bai Haorui fought and retreated all the way to the woods beside the road. The woods were dimly lit and the trees were dense, which could limit the angels' flying advantage.
He was covered in wounds, and his clothes had been soaked with blood and turned dark red. A long wound was opened on his left arm by Angel Blade, and blood kept pouring out of the wound. His chest was also hit by a holy light, leaving a scorched black mark, and every breath brought heartbreaking pain.
The mahogany sword in his hand was covered with the golden blood of angels. The corpses of five angels lay on the ground, their wings were torn to pieces by True Gang, and their bodies were burned beyond recognition by True Fire.
The remaining eight angels surrounded him, each with cold eyes, and the Angel Blade in their hands glowed with coldness. Cassiel's shoulders were also injured by Bai Haorui's Gang Qi, their white wings were stained with golden blood, and their faces were filled with anger and murderous intent.
"Bai Haorui, you have no way to escape." Cassiel said coldly, "Just accept your death and I can give you a happy life."
"Dream!" Bai Haorui roared, condensing all the remaining True Gang in his body on his right fist. Purple-gold flames burned blazingly on his fist, making a "crackling" sound.
He accelerated violently towards the angel closest to him and was punched in the face by Bai Haorui.
"Bang!"
True Gang and True Fire exploded at the same time, directly smashing the angel's head to pieces. Golden blood and brains splashed all over Bai Haorui.
Cassiel saw this and rushed forward with a roar. Angel Blade brought the dazzling holy light and struck at Bai Haorui's head. Bai Haorui ducked sideways, and at the same time, his left hand turned into a claw and grabbed Cassiel's wrist. He twisted his fingers hard, and with a "click", Cassiel's wrist was twisted off.
"Ah!"
Cassiel let out a scream, and Angel Blade fell to the ground.
Bai Haorui picked up Angel Blade and stabbed Cassiel in the chest with his backhand.
"Pfft!"
Angel Blade entered without a handle. Cassiel's body twitched violently, then turned into a white light and dissipated in the air.
The remaining seven angels saw the captain being killed and were too frightened to come forward. They formed a circle and looked at Bai Haorui warily.
Bai Haorui gasped and looked at them with cold eyes. The Angel Blade in his hand was still dripping with golden angel blood, and the purple-gold True Fire around him burned slowly, exuding a terrifying aura.
"Get out!" Bai Haorui roared, and the True Gang around him instantly surged. The powerful air waves blew the surrounding trees to and fro.
The seven angels were so frightened that they immediately turned into seven rays of white light, flew towards the sky, and disappeared into the night.
Bai Haorui looked at the direction in which the angels were escaping, and could no longer hold on. His body went limp and fell to the ground. He gasped for air, and his eyesight went black.
He struggled to take out the healing medicine from his arms and poured it on the wound. When the white medicine powder came into contact with the golden blood, it immediately made a "sizzling" sound. The severe pain made him groan.
Then, he sat cross-legged and ran "Three Altars Body-Refining True Fire Art", using True Gang to repair the damaged meridians and internal organs. Purple-gold light emanated from his body, shrouding him in it.
What a risk... I almost died here. I didn't expect me to be so attractive. It seems that I have really become a person of their attention. The devil wants to kill me, and the angel also wants to kill me. But it doesn't matter, one day, I will make them pay the price.
At the critical moment of his recovery, a dazzling white light lit up in the sky again. This time, there were not a dozen, but dozens of white lights, falling from the sky like a meteor shower.
Bai Haorui opened his eyes and the corners of his mouth twitched twice.
Dozens of angels appeared above the woods. They spread out their huge white wings, holding Angel Blade in their hands, and looked at Bai Haorui on the ground with cold eyes. The leader was a taller angel. The wings are golden, and he holds a long sword burning with holy light in his hand. He is the deputy captain of the Heaven battle order, "the adjutant of Michael", and his strength is far above that of Cassiel.
"Heretic, you dare to kill an angel. Do you think you can escape?" The voice of the angel with golden wings was like a bell, echoing in the woods, "Today, you will definitely die."
Bai Haorui stood up slowly and tightened the peach wood sword in his hand. His body was still shaking slightly, and less than 30% of True Gang was left in his body.
"Then come." Bai Haorui's voice was hoarse but firm, "I want to see what you so-called 'messengers of God' are really capable of."
Dozens of angels swooped down at the same time, and the white holy light surged toward Bai Haorui like a tide.
The small dressing room was filled with all kinds of magic props, and posters of Jay's performances when he was young were posted on the wall. There was a light bulb on the dressing table, and Jay was debugging the props for the "Table of Death" magic. He fixed ten sharp steel knives on the table, and then tried the belt that bound his hands.
Charlie opened the door and walked in, leaning against the door frame and looking at him.
"Ladies and gentlemen, what you are about to see is not a trick, nor is it an illusion. It is just a display of courage and skill." Charlie imitated the tone of Jay and said, "Now, this young lady, please check these straps. You will find that they are real, very tight. Thank you, you can return to your seat. The straps are indeed very tight. Are you sure you can break free?"
Jay ignored him and continued to adjust the props, "This is not a trick, okay? I don't play tricks. This is a demonstration about demons and angels, love and desire..."
"Are you going to tell me how you did it?" Charlie asked.
Jay raised his head and looked at him doubtfully. "What to do?"
"You know what I'm talking about." Charlie said, "Great magicians never reveal secrets."
Jay smiled.
Charlie: "The day before yesterday, you said we were old, pathetic, and about to die. Today you have become one of the great magicians?"
"Please, I'm Jay." Jay walked up to Charlie, "Do you think I can't do it?"
"No, Jay, I thought you couldn't do it." Charlie shook his head, "You are my friend, my best friend. I just don't want to see you get hurt, that's all."
"Do you want to see this? Look at this." Jay took out a deck of playing cards from his pocket and flipped them quickly with his fingers. His fingers drew afterimages in the air, and the playing cards seemed to turn into a silver snake in his hands. Suddenly, when he closed his hands and opened them again, the playing cards had turned into four aces.
"Not bad." Charlie nodded.
"'Not bad'"Jay,"I'm going to perform 'The Hangman' tonight."
Charlie's face changed drastically. "Do you want to die?"
"Isn't it just a knot?" Jay said nonchalantly.
"Not even Houdini dared to try 'The Hangman'." Charlie said excitedly, "This magic is too dangerous. If you are not careful, you will really be hanged. In history, more than a dozen magicians died while performing this magic."
"That's right." Jay looked at Charlie, his eyes full of longing, "Think about it, Charlie. If I can succeed... I can become Jay the Amazing again. I can stand on the main stage again. All newspapers will report my deeds, all TV stations will invite me. I will become a star again."
"I think you're taking too many risks." Charlie shook his head, "It's not worth it at all."
"This is not an adventure. It really isn't." Jay took Charlie's hand, "Come here and stand over there. We can't end like this, Charlie. Become two old fools who can only perform at birthday parties and adult ceremonies. We were the best once, and we should be the best again."
"It's better to be alive than dead." Charlie said.
"Really?" Jay's voice was a little deep, "I would rather die on the stage than die alone in a nursing home like a waste. I can do it, Charlie. I want to perform this. Please."
Charlie looked at Jay's pleading eyes and finally relented. He sighed, "Okay. But you promise me, you must be careful. If anything goes wrong, stop immediately."
Jay smiled and nodded vigorously, "I promise you."