"Ho..." Sen Han, the cold voice that makes people's hearts tremble, wearing bloody clothes, wearing ghosts and evil spirits, incarnated as a powerful ghost, Mu Rourourou, whose combat ability has improved many times compared to the original, surpassing the late stage of the Yuan Infant, surpassing the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant, and infinitely approaching the early stage of the transformation of the gods.

With such combat power, it can already pose a little threat to Sikong Heji.

A little! And that's about it.

Infinitely approaching and the real transformation period, the gap is still heaven and earth, and after a dozen or so faces, Sikong Heji is unscathed except for some blood stained on his clothes and a slightly embarrassed body.

On the other hand, Mu Rourou, the bloody clothes were blown up, the ghost qi, and the evil qi were even more insignificant, and her right hand was bent in a weird twisted shape and broken.

No problem, such a serious injury, the time to breathe can be restored, the sound of Mu Rourou sounded, Mu Rourou's broken right hand recovered, and the tattered bloody clothes reappeared and put on her body.

This is consuming with life, burning blood, burning true yuan, burning life, turning into that invincible ghost, immortal ghost.

In a confrontation, Sikong Heji was slapped by Mu Rourou in exchange for injury, Mu Rourou flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string, and the rag seemed to be thrown out far away, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Sikong Heji's mouth.

"Humph!" Angry, Sikong He looked down at his heart, the bloody handprints that pierced the eyes, and he only felt that his face was hot and couldn't hang up.

Because of the identity of Mu Rourou's princess, he has been avoiding, releasing water, not moving the real style, all the moves used are to leave seven points, only three points, but he doesn't want this Mu Rourou to inch in, and he will fight him desperately without giving in at all.

"The Three Princesses! Do you really dare not kill you! The childlike voice and the words spoken carried a certain deep meaning, and the heavens and the earth seemed to fluctuate according to this sentence in the dark.

"Ho..." Mu Rourou shook her dizzy head, and the sound of oozing people came out, she lost too much blood, and in this state, the blood consumed every moment, the true yuan, and the lifespan were expensive, and her consciousness was a little blurred.

"Don't you use it yet?" Mu Rourou was secretly anxious, according to the information she investigated, Sikong Heji's two hole cards, not counting his cultivation in the god transformation period, these two hole cards are quite troublesome and difficult.

The headless scarecrow has been removed, and there is still one left, if you don't cut that one off, there is no absolute insurance and certainty, and Daosui's punch can be successful.

Mu Rourou knew that Daosui's punch could only be used once, and only once, because after one time, Sikong Heji would definitely take precautions, and it would be even more difficult to succeed, almost impossible.

For this one and only time, Mu Rourou must be fully prepared, that is, to cut off the two hole cards of Sikong Heji.

The idea was instantaneous, Mu Rourou pounced on Sikong Heji at a fast speed, and the crazy attack that didn't want to die was launched again, and the action was to exchange injuries for injuries.

This time, Sikong He didn't spare his hand, and slapped Mu Rourou who rushed to him.

Boom!

The air froze, the air pressure appeared in a pattern twisted into the shape of a gourd, and then the air exploded.

Bang!

The thunderous explosion was earth-shattering, and the bloody clothes outside Mu Rourou's body shattered in an instant.

Sikong Heji's slap came to a stagnant momentum, turned around, and threw the back of his hand on Mu Rourou's waist before he had time to fly out.

Click!

The lumbar vertebrae were broken, comminuted fractures, and in just one moment, Mu Rourou was hit hard, and the pain cry that changed tone came from Mu Rourou's place.

"I can't help myself! Yuan Ying and Huashen, the gap between them! It's not as simple as you think! Sikong He said very lightly, unable to use the space, this is a great weakening for the Transformation Period, but the opponent facing is the Yuan Infant Stage, and this weakening is equivalent to nothing.

One step at a time, he teleported to Mu Rourou and pointed out a few fingers in a row.

Burst! Burst! Burst!

The tiny fingers were like an indestructible weapon, easily breaking through Mu Rourou's skin, and punching one bloody hole after another on her body.

"No matter how naïve! There must be a limit, too! You...

Burst! Mu Rourou deliberately opened her mouth and squirted out a mouthful of blood, hitting Sikong Heji's face in front of her, the distance was too close, Sikong Heji didn't expect Mu Rourou to be like this, she was sprayed, and she was stuck in the middle of speaking, and the content behind her could no longer be said.

Mu Rourou struggled to half-prop up her body, her face was so stained with blood that she couldn't see her true face clearly, she lifted her eyes, and said intermittently; "Old monster! No matter what you say, what you do, all! Can't change the result of your death here today! ”

Sikong He was extremely stunned, the pungent smell of blood, the blood stained on his face, the filthy blood, and a layer of goosebumps appeared, straight inside and outside the body, unbearable, uncomfortable, unpleasant, and uncomfortable.

Syllable! The tender white little hand was raised, blocking Mu Rourou's punch, Sikong Heji's face was extremely indifferent, and his eyes were completely cold.

"It seems! The Three Princesses are really looking for death! ”

If he can, he really doesn't want to kill Mu Rourou in such a situation, if he can, he is very unwilling, but compared to his own life, this unwillingness is nothing!

The little hand that blocked Mu Rourou's fist suddenly clenched, clicked, and crushed Mu Rourou's hand bones.

"Today next year! I'll go to your grave and put a stick of incense! ”

kicked Mu Rourou's abdomen, kicked Mu Rourou out of the distance, Sikong Heji wiped the blood on his face, cleaned it up with a hand towel, sorted out his image, and after a move, Sikong Heji's eyes fell on Mu Rourou's body in the distance again.

Mu Rou stood there softly, stumbling towards him, still fighting.

Sikong Heji didn't want to continue anymore, and his murderous intentions began.

Ordinary supernatural powers, killing Mu Rourou will be ugly, and the splattered blood will stain him, considering this, Sikong He has a plan, under the gaze of Mu Rourou's eyes widening, he raised his hands above his head and grabbed his scalp.

Tear and pull!

With the skin in that position being peeled off, a creepy scene, Sikong Heji actually peeled his skin! It's just a head, peel it to the neck and stop.

The bones inside were crawling with maggots and worms, no, maggots and worms were the skulls of Sikong Heji.

In the vague brain, you can see a human-faced spider hanging upside down, the face is an extremely ugly old man, this human-faced spider looked at Mu Rourou with cold eyes, and spit out a piece of silk from the tail.

The color of the silk is composed of red, purple, black, vermilion, dark green, the silk is not long, it is only a quarter of the degree of chopsticks, the appearance of this silk, brought a strange absurd atmosphere, unused, the shadow of death has been shrouded in the heart of Mu Rourou, rice ears.

Dao Sui is cold in heart and cold in body, and the whole body, inside and outside, conveys the meaning of running fast and escaping.

Compared with the ears of rice, Mu Rourou is different, and the joy in her eyes is not obvious, especially when she sees the appearance of this thread.

The hole card that Mu Rourou was waiting for, Sikong Heji used.