Chapter Forty-Six: The Demon of the Heart

But this cloud of black smoke, as if it had a spiritual intelligence, instantly separated from the center, lightly avoided Situ Xing's palm, and then merged into a cloud again, and slammed into Situ Xing's face. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Subconsciously covered his cheeks with his hands, trying to catch the black smoke out. But the smoke was like water drops falling on the sand dunes, and disappeared without a trace in an instant. Situ Xing's pupils constricted, and his eyes were full of fear and shock.

Although he didn't know the origin of the black smoke, it was certainly not a good thing.

Suddenly, an indescribable severe pain came, and Situ Xing only felt that someone had drilled into his brain, and was holding a chisel and chiseling, and his head ached in an instant, and the pain was extreme, and the whole person didn't even care about his image, curled up and rolled on the ground.

Even the bonfire was kicked away by him, and the sparks were scurrying around, but fortunately it was in the cave, and there was nothing to ignite, otherwise there would be no forest fire.

"Inner Demon!"

Situ Xing's face turned pale because of the pain, and his clothes were even wetted with cold sweat, but he knew the little devil's heels in his mind.

There is a demon in the demon world called the heart demon, this demon is not good at fighting, the physique is fragile, but it is the most weird, the best at demagoguery, once it is entangled, it is like a bone gangrene, it is difficult to get rid of.

"Hee-hee!"

The Yin Hall between Situ Xing's eyebrows suddenly poked out a slender bulge that looked like a sarcoma, and at the top of the sarcoma was the eyebrows, eyes, and mouth.

Grimace twisted his head and looked at Situ Xing, who was rolling on the ground, his mouth open, and he let out bursts of weird laughter.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Only killing can make you comfortable. ”

Situ Xing endured a splitting headache, and the killing thoughts that he couldn't suppress in his heart, sat up cross-legged, and straightened his waist. Born like Hong Zhong Da Lu, he recited word by word:

"Heaven and earth have righteousness, and miscellaneous manifolds. The lower part is the river mountain, and the upper part is the sun star.

Yu people say Haoran, full of gloom. The royal road is clear, containing and Tuming Court.

When the poor festival is seen, one by one. In Qi Tai Shi Jian, in Jin Dong Fox Pen.

In Qin Zhang Liangshi, in the Han Su Wu Festival. For General Yan's head, for Ji's blood.

For Zhang Suiyang's teeth, for Yan Changshan's tongue. Or for the Liaodong hat, clear the ice and snow.

Or for the teacher's table, the ghosts and gods weep strongly. Or to cross the river, generously swallow the hu.

Or for the fight of the thief, the reverse vertical head is broken. It is majestic and majestic.

When it runs through the sun and the moon, life and death are sufficient. The earth is based on it, and the heavenly pillar is respected.

The three outlines are really life, and morality is the root. It is not effective to give Yang Jiu, and it is really ineffective.

Chu prisoners were crowned, and the car was sent to the poor north. The woks are as sweet as gluttony, and they can't get it.

The ghost fire in the underworld is hot, and the spring courtyard is dark. Cow Ji has the same soap, and chickens perch on phoenix food.

Once covered with fog and dew, it was divided into barren ditches. No matter how cold and hot it is, Bai Wei is easy to find itself.

Sigh and frustrate, for my peace and happiness. How can he be skillful, yin and yang cannot be thieves.

Looking up at the clouds. I am sad, and the sky is very strong.

The philosopher's day is far away, and the punishment is in the past. The wind eaves show books and read, and the ancient road shines in color. ”

Song of righteousness, this poem is written by Wen Tianxiang, heroic and righteous, white and evil do not invade.

As Situ Xing's mouth opened and closed, a trace of white literary qi condensed, turning into a huge font, and the righteous qi of heaven and earth condensed, falling upside down, as if the Nine Heavens Milky Way was hanging upside down.

Situ Xing's body was baptized by Haoran righteousness, and a trace of black killing intent was excluded from his body.

The sarcoma that poked out of the Situ Punishment Seal Hall glanced at the air with some fear, and suddenly retracted, as if it had never appeared.

Before Situ Xing could be happy, his mind was forcibly pulled into an unknown space.

"Where is this? Am I not trapped by demons? How could I suddenly appear on the battlefield. ”

Situ Xing looked around a little blankly, he was wearing the general-level armor unique to Daqian, holding a long knife dripping blood, and more than a dozen foreign corpses wearing fur and having their throats cut were scattered around.

More than a dozen guards armed with spears and broadswords surrounded the protection.

Farther away, a dense mass of soldiers were engaged in battle with warriors from the Outlands dressed in animal skins, swords and swords splashing with starlight.

From time to time, someone is slashed in the throat and pierced in the chest and abdomen by a sword. Bright red blood spurted like small fountains.

"General, we are surrounded. The subordinate covers your retreat. ”

Several veterans glanced at the situation in the field, several teams of alien soldiers wearing animal skins, each other's horns, had formed an encirclement of them, and there was also a faint sound of fighting behind their own camp, and there was no shadow of reinforcements, and their faces suddenly shouted with some ugliness.

Situ Xing didn't pay attention to it, but stepped forward and touched the knife wound on the alien body with his hand, his eyes were gloomy, and there seemed to be a figure in his eyes that was dancing the long knife quickly.

The blue blade slashed, and one by one the aliens were cut throats, and they hated under the long knife.

Torture knife 12 styles!

Although Situ did not practice the knife method, he was able to understand one law and one hundred laws.

When his eyes opened again, through these knife marks, he was unexpectedly seven or eight points clear about the martial arts of this body itself.

"Zheng!"

Looking at the alien soldiers who rushed up again, the long knife hanging from Situ Xing's waist suddenly came out of its sheath, making a crisp knife sound, and the azure blade slashed through the air and pierced the sky with an indomitable momentum.

Situ Xing's long knife was surprisingly sharp, and the spear was cut off instantly, and the alien holding the spear was stabbed in the throat by the knife qi before he could react.

Burst!

The long knife was raised, and the leather armor on the alien's chest was sliced open, and the muscles in his chest were sliced by the blade, revealing a beef-like texture. Blazing blood spurted out in all directions as if it didn't need money.

"Kill!"

Seeing that their compatriots had been killed, several aliens surrounded them with spears in their hands and red eyes. The spears are still like poisonous dragons, and the angles are tricky.

"Slash!"

A grim smile rose at the corner of Situ Xing's mouth, and the long knife in his hand was like a touch of autumn water, with a chilling air, the breeze swept away the fallen leaves, leaving a cold light in the air.

Burst!

Burst!

Burst!

Situ Xing's long knife drooped, a trace of blood dripped down, and a blood mark suddenly appeared on the necks of several alien races.

Boom!

Several alien heads fell to the ground, and their bodies involuntarily pounced, blood spurted, staining the earth red.

If it is any other occasion, it will definitely be able to deter others. But the soldiers on the battlefield had long been numb, and they didn't look at it, and they didn't look afraid at all, but under the command of the general, their eyes were red and they continued to besiege and kill.

"There's a general here. ”

An alien centurion with a feather on his fur cap, Baturu, happened to see Situ Xing, who seemed to be a killing god, and was not surprised but rejoiced, and beckoned dozens of warriors to rush towards the high ground where Situ Xing was.

"Protect the generals. ”

The soldier in the armor of the Great Cadre noticed this situation and shouted loudly.

"Warriors, charge!"

Several outland soldiers, led by a centurion armed with spears, charged again. Although there are not many of them, they are surprisingly elite, like a chisel that wants to chisel through the guards in front of Situ's body.