Swinging that knife, of course, has the bonus of weapons, but the most important thing is the boy!

Rumble!!

The violent wind pressure suddenly appeared at this time, enveloping the entire black hair, blowing it all over and disintegrating.

Poof.

In the midst of the broken wood in the sky, Miss Heart broke her body in two and fell to the ground.

The black hair that spread wantonly throughout the City Lord's Mansion also stagnated at this moment.

It was as if some kind of connection had been briefly severed, and it became still.

Stomp and tread.

Footsteps, gradually approaching.

A figure fell on Miss Heart's body.

Reluctantly let the eyeballs that were only half of the face move up half an inch, and Miss Xin saw the tragic situation of the 'crossbow machine' at this moment.

The left arm seemed to be drained of water and blood, and it was only half the size of an arm.

The skin is sloppy and skinny, like a slender bamboo pole, pressed on the person's left arm, and the proportions are extremely incongruous.

As for the right arm, it is bloated and massive, blue and purple, and is as thick as the four arms of an ordinary person, cumbersome and heavy.

But it's not strong, it's not muscular, it's like edema, it's powerless.

Rising, soft, like bulging bubbles, burst as soon as you poke them.

On the surface of the edematous right arm, dense blood vessels almost break through the skin's restraints and burst at any time.

The number of blood vessels has already exceeded several times that of normal people.

Further down, the waist is even more miserable, as if it has been gnawed by something, and it is deformed to dent more than half of the area, and in order to support the upper body, it trembles violently.

The legs were fine, but they were of different lengths, some pale golden bones were exposed, and blood kept spilling out.

Compared to the deformed upper body, this is already considered normal.

"Miss Heart, I've been very distressed."

Obviously, his body trembled badly, but the boy's pronunciation was very stable, and his emotions did not fluctuate.

It's as if the deformed body has nothing to do with him.

This calmness and endurance made Miss Heart moved.

How can a mere human being do this?!

She wanted to ask Fang Yi what was in distress, and she wanted to ask why Fang Yi was just a human being and was able to do it to this extent.

But the previous knife contained a huge ghostly aura, which directly injured her origin.

This is a special power that has been researched by humans to restrain their ghosts.

No matter how strong the ghost soldier is, it's a ghost.

It's just that the level of power is higher, and it's essentially no different from ordinary ghosts.

So at this moment, she can't move at all, and she can't adjust her strength.

It takes time to recover.

As long as she can adjust a trace of strength, she can use the ghost realm to regain her strength extremely quickly.

Although it is certainly not as powerful as just now, it is always much stronger than the disabled person in front of him who has become deformed after swinging the knife.

"Looking at Miss Heart's expression, she must want to ask me, what am I worried about?"

The black chain sword has changed from a length of 100 meters back to its original original form.

With that knife just now, Fang Yi compressed all the ghostly qi of the eighty layers of "Earth Resentment" into that knife at one time.

Therefore, the power of that knife is unmatched.

Therefore, he does not have the slightest ghost aura on him now.

This also meant that he couldn't even reach Miss Heart on the ground.

This does not prevent him from talking eloquently.

"It doesn't hurt to tell you. In fact, I've been worrying about what level of strength I've reached. Have you ever heard of the eighty-layer exercises? ”

Eighty floors?!

Miss Heart's heart was shocked.

She is not an ordinary ghost, she has dealt with humans countless times, so she also has a certain understanding of the cultivation system of humans.

But she had never heard of what function could reach the eighty floor!

Generally speaking, the human practice has reached its peak by more than ten layers.

Before she landed in such a field, most of the human powerhouses she killed were only at the cultivation level of the tenth or twentieth layer.

80th Floor......

Miss Heart's heart flashed with bitterness.

She never imagined that she had just been reborn from the Mandater and would bump into such a strange genius.

The most important thing is that he was reborn from the state of the grantor, and his strength still declined, and he was directly planted in the hands of the other party.

I didn't expect that the dignified Thousand Trees Youbing would die in such a place, if it was rumored......

Poof.

The young man in front of him suddenly sat cross-legged, interrupting Miss Xin's thoughts.

Looking at the other party's toothy and grinning appearance, Miss Xin's heart suddenly became excited.

She was already desperate just now, but suddenly she was full of hurry and hope.

The guy ...... That guy can't mobilize his strength either! He's run out of gas!!

Ecstasy fills the body!

However. In the next second, the blood instantly froze.

Because, she saw that Fang Yi had just sat down for less than two seconds, and he had already stood up, and he seemed to have a familiar aura on his body.

"Miss Heart, you seem to be very confused? Don't get excited, sit down, basic operations. It's a personal caution. At the eighty-layer exercise realm, the speed of the recovery of the ghost qi is very fast. ”

The deformed, atrophied left hand went up slightly, and he pressed his short index finger against his mouth.

Fang Yi smiled and raised his swollen right hand, a trace of ghostly aura, along his right arm, gradually attached to the black chain sword on his right arm.

Before Miss Xin could react, he had already slashed down with his sword.

Yikes!

The black hair breaks, revealing rolling off.

The power that was about to be connected was once again directly cut off.

Fear, for the first time, rose from Miss Heart's heart.

Death has never been so near.

She wants to roar, she wants to bewitch, she wants to flatter, she wants to surrender......

Unfortunately, it was too late.

The dense sword light was the last light she saw in her life.

Through the sword light, you can vaguely see the strange boy's body like a leaky balloon, and all parts are constantly bleeding out.

It's a pity that all this has nothing to do with him anymore.

Consciousness gradually dissipated with the sword light.

The source power, separated from the body, was attracted by the strange boy's ghostly aura, and was inhaled into the body.

"Huh? This force ...... Strength!! ”

Fang Yi felt that he was expanding, constantly expanding.

It's like a balloon that is about to be blown up, it hurts all over the body, and it may explode at any time!

Even if the ghost qi is running rapidly, crazy transformation.

But compared to the huge breath absorbed in, it is simply a drop in the ocean!

The eighty-first, eighty-fifth, and ninety-seventh floors of "The Resentment of the Earth" ......

The number of layers of the ground resentment gong shows a leap improvement like skipping grades!

The hundredth, eleventh, and twentieth floors of the Great Perfection!

Extreme, extreme, extreme!!

The power that the Earth Grievance Gong can carry has reached its limit!

Up and down, the heat was incomparable.

It's as if there's a furnace in the chest, trying to incinerate everything.

Will die...... If you continue like this, you will definitely explode and die!