When it comes to swordsmanship, she doesn't lose to anyone. After all, she used to learn a lot from Li Feng in the martial arts world. His swordsmanship is treacherous and changeable, and even Qi Luck in that world can't compare to him.
One person and one demon are fighting fiercely together, and this demon's swordsmanship is actually several times more advanced than these demon-catchers who use swords all the year round.
The magic weapon is useless, and the swordsmanship can't fight the opponent. The elder with half a hundred hair can only use the Taoist method, and it is also a seal and a blood talisman. The clinker and these things are useless to this little monster.
Nan Xun is naturally not afraid. She is not using demon power but spiritual power. Although she is shaped by the person in the painting, she is never a real demon. She has witchcraft and magic around her. a solid barrier.
Until the end, Nan Xun pierced the elder's chest with a sword, and the other party still had an unbelievable expression.
He, he and Yunhaimen Sect Master died in the hands of a little demon.
He is unwilling, he is unwilling!
Nan Xun looked at the other party's wide-eyed eyes, his expression indifferent.
It's just the strong prey on the weak, what qualifications does she have to be unwilling, does she deserve to be beheaded
Meng Ziyi, who couldn't get out, heard that she was okay, and his heart was relieved, but his eyes were still turning red uncontrollably.
Nan Xun looked at him, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he said softly, "Husband, I killed someone, look, I didn't hold you back this time."
Even though she only whispered softly, Meng Ziyi, who was always paying attention to her, heard it.
Waves of light flowed in his eyes, and at this moment, those eyes completely turned into red eyes.
The dark world returned to light at this moment, he glanced at her, saw her, and was stunned.
She is more beautiful than he imagined.
His Xun Xun... so beautiful.
Nan Xun noticed his abnormality. She looked at his eyes that had turned red because of his madness, and suddenly smiled at him, "Husband, don't be distracted, and take good care of the enemy. It's an old rule, you can't be short of arms this time. Legs, I'll check later."
"...Okay." Meng Ziyi also slightly raised the corners of his mouth, but just as the good words fell, the smile on his face froze and was replaced by a look of horror.
Nan Xun's expression also changed, and he slowly lowered his head.
She did not know when a fire ignited on her gauze skirt, and it jumped up almost instantly and burned up from below.
Nan Xun turned his head in disbelief, and saw that the Sect Master of Yunhaimen, who had just died, had gathered a mass of fire in his hands.
He was clearly out of breath just now. But it turned out that he was pretending to be dead.
The master of a dignified sect has also learned the trick of pretending to be dead and sneaking a sneak attack. Nan Xun thought that she underestimated the cunning of this person.
It hurts so much, what it feels like to be burned...
Xiaoba was not there, so she could only endure the burning pain.
But it seems to be better than she imagined, probably because she is a thin piece of paper.
"Hahahaha... Even if this old man dies, he will bury you as a demon!" The Yunhaimen Sect Master laughed and vomited blood.
After the old man of Yunhaimen laughed, he gasped for breath and stared at the painting demon devoured by Dao Huo with a reluctant expression on his face.
Unwilling, how can he be reconciled, even if this little demon is buried with him, he will not be reconciled!
The next moment, a powerful blade of wind slashed towards him, and the old man maintained an unwilling expression and was slashed into two halves with a single blade, and blood splashed.
"Xun Xun—" Meng Ziyi still maintained his saber-wielding posture and roared at Nan Xun.
At this moment, everything around him seemed to be a phantom, only the flame that swept the woman seemed to turn into a raging fire, engulfing him as well, and there was a powerful force in his body screaming to spurt out.
He ran towards Nanxun, ignoring how much danger his exposed back would bring.
Countless killer moves attacked his back, and Meng Ziyi could not hide at this moment, allowing his body to be pierced by various instruments.
The passage of life caused a powerful and terrifying demonic force to burst out of his body, and the blood in his eyes was thick like blood at this moment, as if it had reached the extreme.
In the end, with a bang, the things that had been sealed for thousands of years poured out like a tide, filling his mind.
After a moment of pain, his head was flooded with memories that did not belong to him.
Mencius Yi, who had turned into a blood man, froze suddenly, as if he had become a sculpture, motionless and absent-minded for only a moment, he slowly raised his arm, a strong demonic force seemed to gather in his palm, and then, his arm Very casually waved behind him.
In an instant, countless blood blades with powerful power flew out.
The blood blades are as dense as raindrops, making it unavoidable. Several monster hunters, including the highly respected Master Jiang Mojiang, didn't even have time to let out a cry of pain, and they were all cut into pieces by the dense blood blades... Fragments.
"Master—" A loud voice came from a distance.
The more Zhuo Bufan thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and he went back and forth all the way, using the fastest speed in his life.
But he didn't want to, as soon as he arrived here, he saw such a bloody scene. Several lines of blood flew in the air, and the digital monster hunters turned into pieces of meat in the blink of an eye.
The flesh and blood spilled on the ground, the blood and water pooled into a river, and the smell was pungent.
The hatred that wanted to destroy the world in Meng Ziyi's eyes converged into his blood pupils, and a more intense and terrifying emotion precipitated in his eyes.
He came from that place of flesh and blood, staring straight at the woman who was burned by the fire.
It was very painful, she almost screamed, but at this time, when she met the bloody eyes of the man, it seemed that all the pain could not be felt for a moment, and her mind went blank.
She looked into two bottomless blood pools, which contained emotions that had been accumulated for hundreds of years. After looking at them for a long time, she had a feeling of suffocation that she couldn't breathe.
The fire had already burned to Nan Xun's heart, but at this moment, the heart scorched by the fire was beating wildly.
Eyes become uncontrollably moist, perhaps smoked by fire, want to cry, want to...
She raised her hand and wanted to touch him, but before she could touch him, she was burnt to ashes by the fire, her chapped lips opened her mouth, trying to call him, "Blood...Blood..."
The name couldn't be called out.
Meng Ziyi stared at her, his thin lips moved slightly, and he said softly, "...Little liar."
When the fire reached her neck, Nan Xun suddenly tilted his head and smiled at him. The smile in the fire looked extremely gorgeous.
"I lied to you, but why didn't I lie to myself... As compensation, I gave you something, do you want it?"
Meng Ziyi looked at her without speaking, his bloody eyes were dark.
"I'll give you my heart... do you want it?" As soon as the voice fell, the flames filled Hualing's mouth and nose, making it too late for her to say anything else. Meng Ziyi stared at the pair of water eyes that could still be seen, his thin lips moved lightly, and his voice was slightly cold, "You don't need to send it to me, just put it away, I'll get it myself."