The lightning-fast movements, under the locking of her mind, were as slow as the softest dance.

Ling Chuxi almost didn't even have to think about it, and slapped him in the face.

"This is the martial arts Danxin." Looking at Ling Chuxi, who was a little stunned, Huangfu explained lightly.

It turns out that this is the martial arts Danxin! It turns out that there is such a wonderful use, and the pain is worth it! Ling Chuxi was overjoyed.

"You, you hit me in the face! My face, my face. The ladyboy got up, and I don't know where I took out a mirror made of jade, and when I saw the bright red fingerprints of the five fingers rising in the mirror, my mouth was deflated, and I almost cried on the spot.

The appearance of crying is really pitiful, uh, no, it's me who vomited, and I was going to vomit out yesterday's overnight dinner.

The shemale is angry, really angry, since he was a child, no one has ever hit him, at least no one has dared to hit him in the face.

With a twist of his body, the demon soared into the air, and two delicate daggers with graceful arcs appeared in his hands, stabbing towards Ling Chuxi, and his body was as fast as the breeze and unpredictable.

A phantom appeared outside of him, a slender and flexible snake shadow appeared between the shadows, and a crown phantom appeared on his head.

"It turned out to be the bloodline of the Demon King, no wonder the eighth-order strength can transform into a human form." Huangfu Qingjie put his hands behind his back, as if he didn't see the two daggers that stabbed straight at him.

Ling Chuxi had just been promoted to True Yuan not long ago, and both the use of True Qi and the comprehension of Martial Dao Danxin needed actual combat to improve. Right now, this demon snake with the blood of the demon king, but only with the strength of the eighth order, is just used to practice.

The bloodline of the demon king is the bloodline inherited by the four ancient demon kings, even in the heyday of the demon beast races ten thousand years ago, such a bloodline is rare for thousands of years.

If the angry demon knows that his descendant of the ancient demon king is actually just a simple existence like a sandbag in the eyes of others, I don't know if Lu Dao will be so angry that he will spurt blood on the spot.

Closer, closer, and in the air, there was a hissing sound of rapid friction. Among the demon beasts, snakes and pythons are the fastest and most weird, and the demons with the blood of the demon king are the best among them.

At the moment when he came to Ling Chuxi's body, the demon's slightly bent body suddenly stretched out, ejecting like a string, and the snake-tooth-like dagger in his hand rubbed against the air, and it actually emitted bursts of fiery red light.

Huangfu Qing's eyes were slightly condensed, his hand pressed the hilt of the sword, and there was a murderous look in his eyes. As long as Ling Chuxi was in the slightest danger, he would not hesitate to kill this demon who had the blood of the demon king and was rare in a thousand years. But soon, Huangfu Qingjue let go of his hand again.

Although he was in anger, the place where his dagger stabbed was Ling Chuxi's shoulders, obviously he did not have the intent to kill. At this time, the demon didn't know what to do, and he had already walked on the ghost gate.

"Smack!" Another slap fell on the ladyboy's face, and the demon's body was twisted one hundred and eighty degrees in the air, and her waist and legs folded, and she flew out of the body in a very strange, very difficult, and gorgeous and abnormal posture.

"Ah, I'm sorry." Ling Chuxi looked at his palm, blinked his eyes and said, "My hand is a little faster than my thinking. Ling Chuxi was telling the truth, seeing the shemale in front of him, Ling Chuxi subconsciously slapped out.