Liu Xi's speed was faster than him, and he instantly caught up with Chu Yanchun, who flew out upside down, and smashed his lower abdomen with a punch. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Chu Yanchun's body folded up like origami, avoiding Liu Xi's cannonball-like punch, and the paper butterflies in the sky pulled him into the sky.

He clasped his hands in his arms and looked condescendingly at Liu Xi who fell to the ground.

Under the gloomy sky, the blood mist on Liu Xi's body became thicker and thicker, and it was so thick that she couldn't see her figure hidden in the blood mist.

Monk, the concept is very broad.

As long as they are cultivating the laws of the Heavenly Dao, whether they are ghosts, demons or spirits, they can be called monks.

Only demon cultivators have never been called monks, they only have one word for cultivation.

Because what they cultivate is not the laws of heaven and earth, but themselves.

They don't borrow the laws of heaven and earth, and most of them don't know how to spell.

Demon cultivators believe that the body is the universe of its own, the five internal organs are the heavens and the earth, the acupuncture points of the whole body are full of stars, the belly roars is thunder, drinking water is rain, and breathing is air......

The blood of the whole body is the source of strength, and the bones are the boat of doom.

In a sense, demon cultivation and physical cultivation are very similar.

However, the laws of heaven and earth that are still cultivated in physical cultivation are nothing more than using the laws of heaven and earth to strengthen the body.

And demon cultivators don't use the laws of heaven and earth, they sacrifice their own flesh and blood or other people's flesh and blood to gain power.

Judging from the speed of cultivation, the cultivation speed of demon cultivation is very fast, and compared to cultivators of the same level, the strength of demon cultivation is far greater than that of monks.

Of course, there is a fairness in everything. Most of the demon cultivators do not die well, it is difficult to get a glimpse of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and their lifespan is very short.

In the monastic world, demon cultivators are all heretics, and once they are discovered by decent monks, they will undoubtedly be killed, so the number is extremely small.

The Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa performed by Liu Xi is the supreme magic in demon cultivation, and it is also a certain death-defying technique.

Once cast, the strength can be increased tenfold in a short period of time.

However, after the spell of the disintegration of the Heavenly Demon, the end result is that the whole body bursts and dies, so it is called the disintegration of the Heavenly Demon.

The successive stunningly talented predecessors of the Heavenly Dao Sect improved this domineering and incomparable technique several times, and then fused it into the Zidan Book, so that when the disciples encountered irresolvable dangers, they at least had the ability to fight hard.

Even if you die, you will die with the enemy.

The art of fighting for life naturally fights with life, and what Liu Xi burns is her longevity, her cultivation realm, the power of her bloodline, and her physical potential.

Although the improved Heavenly Demon disintegrated, the fate after using it was not certain death, but it was almost worse than death.

It is natural that it cannot be long.

The blood-red vision in front of Liu Xi's eyes began to blur, and bursts of cold air emerged from her bones, making her body tremble involuntarily.

Because of the cold, because of the weakness, but also because of the exhaustion, but also because of the severe pain coming from every pore of the body.

The blood mist around her was not someone else's blood, but her own,

Blood gives her superhuman strength, and it also drains most of her life force.

The pain stimulated Liu Xi's will to be dominated by violence and ferocity, and she gradually regained her consciousness.

Feeling the condition of her body, Liu Xi knew that she could still stand for two minutes at most.

After two minutes, she would fall into a state of extreme weakness and pain after the disintegration of the Heavenly Demon, like fish on a board, to be slaughtered.

There is no panacea here, there is no master and brother, no one can help her.

And on her head, Chu Yanchun was high up, looking at her with a complicated expression.

"Miss Monk, I have to say that you have once again amazed me, or rather amazed. You are so weak, you can maneuver in my hands for a long time last time, and this time you seriously injured Wei Chai in an instant, and the speed of your growth makes me feel frightened. ”

"If you are allowed to continue to grow, maybe I will never have a chance to catch you again. ”

"I know that as long as I wait a few more minutes, you'll lie down on your own, and I can take you down without much effort. ”

Chu Yanchun lowered his head and said in a sincere tone: "But your courage and strength have won my respect, so I decided to use the strongest strength to defeat you when you were the strongest, this is my greatest respect for the enemy." ”

As he spoke, countless pieces of paper poured out of his tattered trench coat like a fountain, and by the time the words fell, the sky behind him was covered with white pieces of paper.

Dense pieces of paper covered the heavens and the earth, like a continuous thick white cloud. Each piece of paper was spinning at high speed, like countless small fans turning vigorously, setting off a huge gust of wind.

The strong wind blew away the blood mist around Liu Xi's body, blowing her long bloodstained hair high.

A piercing screech rang out like a bomber, and the flying pieces of paper combined into a huge tornado of paper, a scene of destruction.

Chu Yanchun's expression was solemn, and his raised hands seemed to be carrying out a serious ceremony.

Liu Xi's figure flashed...... Ran.

Chu Yanchun's heavy and serious expression suddenly collapsed, and he stared blankly at the place where Liu Xi disappeared, and his mind was still a little unable to turn.

He blinked, his mouth opened, and he let out an "ahhh

At this moment, he was depressed and wanted to look up to the sky and yell.

What about the action movie of seven men and one woman?

Lao Tzu's pants are all off, so you will show Lao Tzu the gourd baby vs. the snake spirit?

Liu Xifeng floated into Lao Zhou's house, lifted the bloody kitten into his pocket with one foot, quickly picked up the bone staff and skull on the ground, and quickly jumped from the third floor.

Her speed was faster than the wind, and the remnants of her feet running like two rolling tires ran in the direction she had previously directed towards the river.

Half a minute had passed in the two minutes, and she had to escape into the river again when Chu Yanchun caught up with her.

Chu Yanchun's angry shout came from behind him, and the tornado composed of white paper spread out, carrying Chu Yanchun's infinite anger and chasing after Liu Xi like a smoke storm.

Liu Xi desperately squeezed the remaining potential of his body, and that ruthlessness seemed to want to squeeze every drop of blood out of his body.

The blood mist once again filled her surroundings, and her body turned into a red lightning bolt again, leading the furious smoke and dust storm behind her, rushing forward quickly.

I have to say that the strength of the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa is worthy of the desperate technique used by the Demon Cultivator to die with the enemy.

Liu Xi, who had performed the Dafa of Heavenly Demon Disintegration, seemed to be hanging, and no matter how fast the paper butterfly behind her was, she couldn't keep up with her speed.

A bloody shadow shuttled through the streets, leaving behind an afterimage that was constantly engulfed by the waves of paper behind it.

The pedestrians on the road looked at the scene in front of them in amazement, and when they came back to their senses, the lightning-fast blood shadow and the wave of white paper that covered the sky and the sun had disappeared.

In front of him was the calm Fan River, Liu Xi took a long breath, smashed into the Fan River like a swallow returning to the nest, and smashed it into the bottom of the river.

The white paper that obscured the sky chased to the surface of the river, tossed and turned for a moment, and then scattered into the wind.

The loud sound and movement immediately attracted the attention of the people around them, and they all turned their heads to look.