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How could Jinhuang let him go!

This demon cultivator has broken an arm, and he is already a wasted person, so he will not be removed at this time!

The python skin whip in his hand jumped out, and the whip body was like a snake quickly wrapped around his waist and abdomen, and then dragged it back hard, and the demon cultivator's whole person was forced, and he fell heavily to the ground with a "bump", and there was another wail.

Jin Huang didn't give him the slightest chance to react, and endured the severe pain, the aura in his hand burst out, and the red flame flickered and transformed into a huge blade. The blue-purple light on it lingered around the blade, making a "stabbing and stabbing" popping sound.

She grasped the hilt of the knife with both hands, and jumped into the air, seeing that the blue-purple giant blade was about to slash in the air, and suddenly, there was a pain around her body that was more severe than the burning of the dark fire, as if the whole person had been torn apart. Then, the aura in her body was unsustainable, the blue-purple giant blade in her hand gradually disappeared, and her whole body fell from mid-air, and she could only stand on one knee.

"Ah Jin, how are you?" Ah Ding's anxious voice came from his senses.

Jinhuang propped his hands on the ground, only to feel that his eyes were black for a while, cold sweat was dripping on his forehead, and the coarse linen clothes outside were quickly soaked, as if he had just been fished out of the water. She gritted her teeth desperately to keep the moans from escaping her mouth, but the next moment, a trace of blood slowly slid down the left corner of her mouth.

Mo Xiu staggered up from the ground, noticed her strangeness, and suddenly had confidence, but instead of running away, he stumbled close to Jinhuang with his stumbling body, his eyes were full of cruelty, and he roared, "Slut! want to kill the old man?"

With that, his left hand flipped up, and the demonic qi in the center of the skinny ghost claw rose, and then flipped forward, and slammed into Jinhuang's heart.

"Ah Jin!" Ah Ding shouted in the dantian.

Jinhuang heard its scream, but she couldn't muster any strength. It was as if her limbs and torso were no longer hers, and only one feeling echoed in her consciousness. Pain, endless pain.

"Whew. The sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh, then. She felt like she was forced to hang up, her feet off the ground and swinging in midair.

Her eyes were pitch black, she couldn't see anything, but her ears suddenly became unusually sharp. She heard fluid gushing out of her heart. Drop by drop on the grass clippings. But she didn't feel the pain at all, and the burning pain of the fire was fierce and intense, covering up all other pain.

"Ah Jin, wake up!" Ah Ding shouted anxiously.

Jinhuang withdrew a trace of clarity from the chaos, and said weakly in his divine sense: "Ah Ding, I am in so much pain...... I feel...... I didn't have any strength at all......"

"Ah Jin. You must cheer up! He will suck your cultivation dry!" For the first time, Ah Ding, the soul of the instrument, felt the burning emotions that belonged to a human being.

The five claws of the demon cultivator slashed deeply into Jinhuang's heart, her fingertips tightened, and her arm was lucky, and the spiritual power in her body was absorbed into her body through her fingertips.

"Ah Jin, if you go on like this, you will die!" Ah Ding felt that the dantian that had been living in the warm place suddenly shook violently, and the aura inside continued to overflow outward.

"Death?" the word suddenly echoed in Jinhuang's chaotic mind. Then, a series of words for "death" spiraled into a spiral, like ancient Sanskrit, swirling from the darkness of the distance, and became a circle of golden hoop spells above her head.

But I don't know why. Suddenly, her mind really began to clear. A strong thought suddenly came to her mind, she couldn't die!

The dizziness in front of me dissipated little by little.

"Ahh

Suddenly, the aura in the meridians of her whole body began to flow violently, as if the surging tide was circulating rapidly in her body, turning into a swirling whirlpool, and the strong adsorption force born from it sucked the aura seized by the demon cultivator back into her body.

The attraction is getting stronger and stronger. The wind floating in the wilderness was also sucked in, and the powerful air currents formed rolled up the long hair on the back of Jinhuang's head. The inky hair fluttered wildly in the wind, and the teeth and claws were dancing, and there was a sense of confusion. Her ragged coarse linen clothes. In the strong wind flow, it is almost difficult to cover the body, revealing the gorgeous and restrained, elegant and light Hongyu Silk.

Demon Xiu sensed that something was wrong and screamed, it was too late to withdraw his hand.

Jinhuang's pupils were jet black as if they were dotted with ink, clasping his wrists tightly, not allowing him to retreat at all. Even the hand is violently forced. He thrust the ghost claw into his heart for a few more minutes.

I saw that the demon cultivator seemed to have been struck by lightning, and the whole person suddenly trembled violently, like a sieve in a strong wind. And his wrists, which were exposed outside the black robe, quickly withered and withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if all the essence had been sucked dry.

"Ah Jin, stop it! I can't suck it anymore!" Ah Ding felt that the endless stream of strong aura seemed to be pouring down on his head, and he suddenly felt bad, and he was busy reminding loudly in the sea of knowledge.

Ah Ding's voice made Jinhuang suddenly come back to his senses, and his wrist forcefully pulled out the ghost claw of the demon cultivator from his heart. Demon Xiu collapsed to the ground like a puddle of boneless flesh. The black hood he had been wearing over his head had fallen to the back of his head as he slid off, revealing his true face.

At this time, the demon cultivator had gray hair, sunken eye sockets, cloudy eyes, his face was like a ninety-year-old man covered with folds, his cheeks were deeply sunken on both sides, and the whole person was so thin that there was almost only a handful of bones left. The dry lips opened slightly, shaking as if twitching, and made a "click" sound similar to that of a twitching bellows, as if he was about to die if he couldn't lift it in one breath.

Jin Huang's right hand was raised, drawing an arc, and when it fell, there was already an extra purple electric red flame giant knife in his hand. She stomped on Demon Xiu's chest with her left foot, aimed the knife at his thin neck, and shouted coldly: "Say, what is your relationship with Jiang Xinyue?"

Demon Xiu grunted in his throat and opened his mouth to speak. Suddenly, a breath of cold wind poured in, and he sucked it in, and his whole body began to cough violently, as if he wanted to cough out his heart and lungs. After a while, he calmed down, but he didn't speak, but laughed strangely, and said, "The old man plays with the eagle all day long, but he is pecked by the eagle!

Jin Huang's brows furrowed impatiently, a cold sharp edge crossed his eyes, and the giant knife perched into his throat for a few more minutes, and said sharply: "Let me ask you, what is the relationship between you and Jiang Xinyue, why did you save her?"

"Hahahaha!hahaha!" Demon Xiu suddenly laughed, his cloudy eyes suddenly burst out with a terrifying and cruel light, and said viciously: "If you kill the old man today, the old man will drag you to hell even if he dies!" Before the words fell, I saw his left hand raised, and an object jumped out of the sleeve of his robe with a "boom" and shot into the air. (To be continued.) )