Invisible sharp claws pierced the air and swept in with a fishy wind. The wall was blown into pieces and sawdust flew everywhere. The first wave of Hellhound rushed in, a low roar echoed in the room, and invisible shadows pounced on everyone from all directions.
Dean took out his shotgun and fired several shots into the air. The bullets passed through Hellhound's shadow and could not touch the real thing at all. He could only retreat awkwardly to avoid the claws that swept over him. Sam also pulled out his dagger, holding the holy water and staring at the surroundings vigilantly, but the invisible enemy had no way to attack and could only rely on the sound of the wind to dodge.
Bai Haorui stood in the center of the living room, holding the mahogany sword behind his back with his right hand, and unsheathed it with a clang.
The warm wooden sword glowed faintly in the dim room. He quickly formed seals with his left hand, and the golden light flowed from his fingertips. He recited Nine-Syllable Mantra in a deep voice. "Come, soldier, fight, all, array, line up, move forward, go!"
Nine words, one word at a time. Every time you recite a word, the seal on your hand will change.
After the last word fell, the purple-gold True Gang spurted out from his body, like an exploding ball of light, opening up a semicircular shield around the four people. There were fine Daoist runes flowing on the surface of the shield, glowing with a faint golden light.
Ordinary Hellhound hit the shield head-on, making a "sizzling" sound, screaming and dissipating into a plume of black smoke. But there were too many Hellhound, and they bumped upward one after another. The surface of the shield was covered with cracks at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the light flickered on and off.
"Dean, use salt and holy water to seal the gaps in the doors and windows! Sam, drag Brady into the back room! Crowley, your Where is Hellhound, summon it!" Bai Haorui gritted his teeth and shouted in a deep voice. True Gang was consumed much faster than he expected, and his palms were already slightly numb.
Crowley hurriedly recited a spell and summoned his black Hellhound. The black dog barked at the outside with its tail between its legs, but it was a little afraid to step forward.
"Mine can only block ordinary ones, and I can't handle boss-level ones!" Crowley was also anxious, with sweat breaking out on his forehead.
As soon as he finished speaking, there were two loud "booms", and two large holes were directly knocked out of the walls on the left and right sides. Amidst the flying rubble and dust, two leaders Hellhound walked in. They were larger than the ordinary Hellhound, as strong as calves, with thick black mist wrapped around their bodies, their eyes were blood red, and their sharp fangs were exposed. Their saliva dripped on the ground, corroding small holes.
One of the leaders raised his claws and slapped the shield hard.
"Bang!"
There was a muffled sound, and a large piece of the shield suddenly dented, and the cracks spread like a spider web.
"Haorui!" Sam shouted, wanting to rush over to help, but there was no way he could do anything.
"Don't come here!" Bai Haorui shouted at him, his eyes as sharp as swords. He knew that he couldn't hold on any longer. If the shield was broken if he used any more energy, everyone would die here. Dean and Sam couldn't deal with the invisible Hellhound, and staying here would only hinder them.
"You take Brady through the back door and drive to the east highway, and I'll lure them away!" Bai Haorui spoke very fast, and before he finished speaking, he bit the tip of his tongue violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted onto the mahogany sword.
The essence and blood fell on the sword and was absorbed in an instant. The peach wood sword buzzed, and a layer of pale golden flames ignited - it was the Samadhi True Fire in "Three Altars Body-Refining True Fire Art", specializing in burning evil spirits in the world.
"Three Altars Body Refinement·Burning Evil Style!"
Bai Haorui gave a low shout and activated the sword technique with his left hand. Golden flames spread along the ground, laying down a fire wall half a man high in front of him. Ordinary Hellhound was instantly burned to ashes when it touched the fire wall, and could not even scream. The two leaders Hellhound stopped outside the fire wall and slapped the flames with their claws. The fire wall was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Let's go!" Bai Haorui turned around and shouted.
"Then what should you do?!" Dean clutched the salt bag and shouted with red eyes.
"I have my own way to escape, you are just holding me back!" Bai Haorui Without looking back, he threw out a True Gang chain with his left hand, wrapped it around the left leader's hind leg, and pulled hard.
The leader was in pain and roared at him.
Crowley reacted the fastest, dragging Dean and walked behind. "Quick! He is right, we will only cause trouble here! Daoist Master Bai has the ability to escape!"
Sam gritted his teeth, lifted up the limp Brady, and followed Dean to the back door.
The wall of fire was getting weaker and weaker, and the two leaders Hellhound were about to break through. Bai Haorui watched the three people and the dog leave from the back door, with a stern look in his eyes, and no longer stayed behind. He suddenly put away his shield, swayed like a golden afterimage, and rushed out of the hole in the wall, rushing into the Hellhound group on the periphery.
Outside the house is an open yard, and beyond is an oak forest. Hundreds of Hellhound are surrounding it. Their red eyes are like dense blood lamps and their low roars are loud. The moment Bai Haorui lands on the ground, its toes point to the ground, its body is as light as a crane, and the mahogany sword sweeps around with the golden True Fire.
"Mystic Gang Evil Sweep!"
The sword blade sliced through the air, bringing out an arc of golden fire.
The three or four Hellhounds that were close to him were instantly cut off at the waist, and before they even had time to scream, they turned into black smoke and dissipated in the night wind.
The surrounding Hellhound were enraged and rushed towards him from all directions.
Bai Haorui stepped on Seven Star Steps, his movements were erratic and agile, and the mahogany sword danced with layers of sword flowers in his hands. He stabbed, chopped, teased, and wiped, and every move was filled with purple-gold True Gang. The sword wind was fierce, with the heat of burning evil spirits.
"Heavenly Gang Thrust!"
With a flick of his wrist, he pulled out three sword flowers, and three narrow True Gang sword energy shot out, accurately piercing the eyebrows of the three Hellhounds that rushed towards them.
The three Hellhound froze, howling and turning into ashes.
A dozen Hellhound took advantage of the gap between his attacks and pounced from the left and right sides at the same time, and the smelly wind blew in his face. Bai Haorui calmly picked up the body protection technique with his left hand and shouted, "Gang Qi Body Protection!"
A layer of pale golden light mask instantly appeared around him. Hellhound's sharp claws slapped the light mask, making a sound of gold and iron, and was knocked backwards by the shock. At the same time, he flipped his right wrist, and the peach wood sword carried True Fire around him, forming a rotating ring of fire.
"Circle around the sky·ring of fire style!"
The ring of fire spread, and the dozens of Hellhound that rushed towards them were all swept away. Golden flames ignited on their bodies, they rolled on the ground screaming, and burned into nothingness in a few seconds.
The yard was filled with black smoke, and the golden fire flickered on and off. Bai Haorui shuttled among the dogs, moving so fast that they left afterimages. Every time the mahogany sword was swung, several Hellhounds died. But there were too many Hellhounds, and one batch was killed and another batch came up, seemingly endless.
At this moment, two deafening roars sounded.
The two leaders Hellhound rushed out of the hole, attacking from the left and the right. The one on the left opened its bloody mouth, and its sharp fangs shone with cold light, and went straight to bite Bai Haorui's neck. The fishy wind made people's cheeks hurt.
Bai Haorui dodged sideways, slipped to its side with staggered steps, and clasped Hellhound's jaw with five fingers of his left hand.
"Evil-Rending Palm!"
Purple-gold True Gang spurted out from the palm of his hand and exploded like a sharp blade.
The leader Hellhound let out a shrill wail, and half of his jaw was forcibly lifted off, and black mist mixed with black blood spurted out.
The leader on the right took the opportunity to pounce behind Bai Haorui, and slapped his back hard with his huge claws.
"Well..."
Bai Haorui groaned and stumbled forward two steps.
The protective mask was shattered into pieces, and the robe on the back was torn by sharp claws, leaving several bloody traces deep enough to show the bones.
He used the force of his forward thrust to turn around suddenly, holding the mahogany sword in both hands and raising it high above his head.
"Samadhi True Fire·Destroy evil!"
A golden flame about ten feet long erupted from the sword body, like a huge fire knife, with scorching air waves, and struck hard on the back of the leader Hellhound on the right.
"Ouch--!"
The leader let out a heart-rending scream, and most of the black mist on his back was burned away, even Bones was exposed. It fell heavily to the ground and struggled a few times before getting up, and the flames on its body continued to burn.
Bai Haorui took a breath, and his chest heaved violently. The continuous attacks consumed a lot of True Gang on him, and the wound on his back was burning with pain. But the remaining dozens of Hellhound were still staring at him, roaring around him, but they were afraid of the True Fire on him and did not dare to move forward easily.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes as cold as ice.
Since you can't kill them all, just beat them.
Bai Haorui took a deep breath, held the sword with both hands, and pointed the tip of the sword towards the sky. He poured all the remaining True Gang in his body into the mahogany sword. The golden flames on the sword burned brighter and brighter, gradually turning into countless tiny sparks, floating around him like stars.
"Three Altars True Fire·Ten thousand stars!"
He waved his wrist, and countless golden sparks sprinkled around like a meteor shower. Each spark carried the power of pure Yang that burned evil spirits, and when it landed on Hellhound, a ball of golden flames exploded.
For a moment, screams were heard one after another in the yard. A large number of Hellhound were touched by sparks, and were instantly swallowed up by the flames, turning into plumes of black smoke. The remaining dozen Hellhound were so frightened that they backed away and dared not move forward with their tails between their legs. The injured leader roared in fear and kept moving back.
Bai Haorui stood with a sword in the center of the yard.
He was surrounded by golden fire, his brows Lotus Seal were shining brightly, and his black Daoist robe was blown up by the wind, like an evil-killing war god coming to the mortal world. He looked at the remaining Hellhound, shouted coldly, his voice was filled with True Gang, and exploded in the woods like thunder:
"Get out!"
This sound carried extremely strong pressure, and the remaining Hellhound trembled and did not dare to stay any longer. The two leaders dragged their injured bodies, turned around and fled with their tails between their legs, and the remaining monsters also dispersed, and in the blink of an eye they disappeared deep into the woods without a trace.
The yard finally became quiet, with only scattered flames burning on the ground, making crackling sounds.
Bai Haorui stood there, adjusting his breath for a few seconds, until the turbulence in his chest subsided, and then he stopped True Fire. The flame on the mahogany sword slowly extinguished, he staggered, stretched out his hand to hold on to the tree trunk next to him, and the wound on his back made him frown in pain.
He didn't stop for long, simply sealed the wound with True Gang, raised his sword and chased towards the back door.
On the highway, Dean drove the Impala and ran all the way. He glanced at the rearview mirror from time to time, feeling very anxious. Sam was sitting in the passenger seat, looking back frequently, with an ugly face. Brady huddled in the corner of the back seat, shaking all over, not even daring to breathe.