Chapter 207: You Are Also from the Nine Demon Sect?

After the screams dissipated, the nails on Liu Miao'er's ten fingers suddenly turned a deep purple, and then an extremely thick spiritual energy spread out from them.

A moment later, the ten nails had skyrocketed to about ten inches in length, and shimmered like a sharpened dagger!

This is one of the few major offensive supernatural powers she has, and the changes on her fingernails are actually the same as the essence of demonizing into soldiers!

"You forced me, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

With her hands raised in the air, Liu Miao'er made a gesture to stretch out her cat's claws and grab at Zhan Feihong's neck, if this hit was successful, through the ten demonized fingernails intertwined, the young man's neck had to be cut into pieces by her!

At this critical moment, a pair of palms suddenly burst out from below, grabbing the opponent's wrist without any mistake, and forcing the ten dark purple nails like daggers in mid-air.

"It's dangerous—"

Exhaling softly, Zhan Feihong was about to explain to Liu Miao'er, when he suddenly found that the other party's two calves had already kicked up to his stomach with his strength!

Seeing that the heels of the two little feet suddenly collapsed into two daggers that were nearly a foot long, he hurriedly jumped over the top of the opponent's head with a quick somersault.

Unexpectedly, before her legs were steady, Liu Miaoer also flew upside down, and passed through the gap between the two of them's connected arms, and her two soft thighs suddenly coiled towards Zhan Feihong's neck!

If this is when she is solid, the dagger on the heel will be inserted into the back of the young man's neck, you know, her two daggers are not ordinary goods, even among the demon soldiers, they are considered to be the best of the best, like the young man, a cultivator who has not deliberately practiced the aura of protecting the body, relying on the strength of the body alone, can not resist the attack of these two sharp blades.

So Zhan Feihong had to lower his head a few points, and his body ran back, and he came to the front of Liu Miaoer again.

This time, he learned to be smart, and without saying a word, he used the dragon's double pupils to the point of ten percent, and the whole person pressed down on the trend, and the whole person pressed the other party's petite body to the ground.

Immediately, the palms that grabbed both wrists suddenly lit up green, and countless wood spirit silks tightly wrapped around Liu Miao'er's body like vines winding up.

Liu Miaoer didn't expect Zhan Feihong's speed to suddenly become several rhythms faster, and before she could react, the whole person was thrown to the ground.

"You—" A scream of struggle had just come out of her mouth, and the girl suddenly observed the deep eyes of the other party, and the scarlet in the pupils.

Only then did she remember that she had seen this scarlet when the two met just now, and combined with the various magical powers displayed by the other party during the fight, she finally linked her identity with Zhan Feihong.

It's a pity that when she figured it out, the whole person had been tied up by the teenager and turned into a rice dumpling, and it was extremely difficult to move.

"You're ruthless. ”

Finally got this girl, Zhan Feihong gasped for breath, slowly stood up, and reached out to touch the back of his head. The warm blood stains stained his fingers, and he knew in his heart that he was still a little slower when he dodged the daggers on his heels just now.

Glancing at the struggling little cat lady on the ground, the boy really wanted to pull her up and beat her ass twice.

"You, you're Zhan Feihong, right?!" guessing the identity of the other party, Liu Miao'er struggled lightly a few times, and then stopped wasting that strength, and then asked Zhan Feihong loudly.

"You know?!"

Zhan Feihong's heart suddenly rose a nameless fire, knowing that he still had such a heavy hand, this is not a heart, what is it?

"I, I just figured it out!" Sensing the young man's unkind eyes, Liu Miao'er couldn't help but shrink her neck, she had personally tried the young man's methods, and knew that this bad guy had never been afraid of proportion.

She is also a daughter, and she doesn't want to go through that kind of experience again. The physical pain is still secondary, the key is the mental humiliation, I really want to ask her to find a crack in the ground to get into, and I don't want to come out for the rest of my life.

Hearing Liu Miao'er's words, Zhan Feihong secretly suppressed his anger, and asked again: "Why did you sneak away to this Ten Thousand Fierce Mountain Range?"

"What do you mean by sneaking away, I came in justifiably!" Liu Miao'er snorted softly and replied.

"Justification?" The young man frowned, listening to what she meant, he should be one of the qualified disciples, but the young man did not see this girl from the disciples of the six sects and the four great families of the main gate, plus this girl had mentioned the name of Chuanfang, which meant that she could only be a person from the evil demon cultivator's side.

Thinking of this, Zhan Feihong couldn't help but ask, "Which of the three demon sects are you a disciple of?"

The reason why I asked this is because this girl's cultivation has already exceeded the realm of the Spirit Condensation Period, and her age does not seem to be much different from herself.

"You can't see my dress, it's really lonely!" Liu Miao'er rolled her eyes at Zhan Feihong.

Hearing her say this, Zhan Feihong swept his gaze to her body, and through the wood spirit silks, he quickly saw the clues.

I saw that this Liu Miao'er's dress was very similar to that of the disciples of the Nine Demon Sect, they were all dressed in black, but she didn't wear that strange headband on her head.

"I didn't expect you to be a member of the Nine Demon Sect. A hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and the young man said thoughtfully.

Due to all the things he had experienced before, he basically had a bad impression of the disciples of the Nine Demon Sect, and now that he saw that this Liu Miao'er was also one of them, his heart suddenly felt good.

"You're right, I'm a disciple of the Nine Demon Sect!" Liu Miao'er said triumphantly.

"Since you are a disciple of the Nine Demon Sect, why don't you go with the large army of your Nine Demon Sect, but instead take the risk of going deep alone?" Hearing the other party's admit, Zhan Feihong wanted to have a seizure, but after thinking about it, there were still some questions in it, so he continued to ask.

"I'm not happy, can you control it?" Liu Miao'er's expression suddenly froze, and then she choked her words very unceremoniously.

"Well, I don't care. Zhan Feihong nodded with a sneer, and then said: "I'm just glad for you, fortunately you didn't go with those senior brothers of yours, otherwise, you would have become a lonely ghost now!"

"What did you say?"

The young man's words made Liu Miao'er gasp, her two big eyes widened, and she confirmed again in disbelief.

"I said, apart from you, there are no other Nine Demon Sect disciples alive in this Ten Thousand Fierce Mountain Range!" Zhan Feihong said in an accentuated tone.

"They're all dead。。。。。。 Blinking her long eyelashes seven or eight times in a row, Liu Miaoer did not make any intense screenings as the teenager expected, but only sighed softly.

"Why, don't you want to ask, whose hands did they die in?" Zhan Feihong asked with some curiosity when he saw the other party's attitude.

"You don't have to say that I know. Liu Miao'er glanced at him angrily, and said lightly: "Just rely on those guys with a lot of ideas to get together, unless there is a particularly disparity in strength, it is impossible to wipe out the whole army." Apart from you, who among the people who participated in the Ten Thousand Evil Deeds would be so powerful?"

"Now that you know that I killed them, don't you want to avenge them?" the boy asked again.

Liu Miao'er raised a helpless smile at the corner, her eyes showed an unpredictable look, and she replied in a quiet voice: "I can't beat you, what do I rely on to avenge them?"

This is extremely true, among all the magical powers she has mastered, the most powerful illusion can no longer play any role against the boy, and the competition in speed is inferior to the other party, this difference in strength is obvious at all.

In fact, Zhan Feihong didn't expect that he would be able to crack her illusion magic power again and again, obviously when he used it for the first time, he was still confused for a while before he broke free from the illusion, but this time he was stunned for less than half a breath, and then completely recovered his senses.

It was as if the special spiritual sea composed of the Five Elements Transformation One and the Black Dragon Fetus in his body had already gained immunity to this supernatural power, and Liu Miao'er's voice was forcibly dispersed before it could all penetrate into his consciousness.

"Besides, if I'm not mistaken, those guys are also to blame. The king of the winners, the losers of Kou, in this Ten Thousand Fierce Mountain Range, they don't care about enmity and hatred, and if they die, their strength is not good, so I don't need to give up my life to take this risk. ”

"But after all, you are fellow disciples, don't you even have any feelings?" Zhan Feihong wondered.

"What feelings can I have for them?" Liu Miao'er sneered and said disdainfully, "You are not a member of our Nine Demon Sect, so you don't know the situation in the sect at all. In fact, the contradiction between each of our veins and each of our branches is very big. Especially- heck, what am I talking to you about, don't say it!"

In the middle of her sentence, she shook her head suddenly, arched herself in a huff, and said no more.

Although Zhan Feihong didn't know why she suddenly became angry, she heard a lot of mysteries from Liu Miaoer's words.

"It seems that the interior of this Nine Demon Sect is quite unpeaceful。。。。。。 ”

For some reason, his heart was a little more relaxed, and the anger in his eyes was not so heavy.

"Hey, what are you still pestering me for, quick-hmm, let me go, okay?" After being silent for a while, Liu Miao'er suddenly turned her head back and shouted angrily.

However, halfway through the shouting, she remembered Zhan Feihong's stinky temper again, and hurriedly softened her words a little.