Chapter Eighty-Three: Demonized Xi Xiangnan

"If you don't change your name, you don't change your surname, and Mu Feng, the master of the Divine Temple, is also. ”

"I want to know who you really are. ”

Xi Xiangnan didn't think that the bullshit hall master of a garbage gang could know so many secrets, Mu Feng must have an unknown identity.

This also explains why Mu Feng is not afraid of the Wind Thunder Valley and the Lanfeng Royal Family, because his background is strong enough.

"That's who I really am, and that's the only one and only person I am. ”

"Okay, since you don't want to say it, forget it, but Mu Feng, in fact, we can become friends. Xi Xiangnan said slowly.

"Friend, I'm afraid I can't do it. ”

Mu Feng shook his head, if the system didn't issue a task, he might think about it, now, there is no door, not to mention the door, even the window is wooden.

"Why? Just because I'm a demon?" asked Xi Xiangnan.

"No, it has nothing to do with whether you're a demon or not, alas, you can't help yourself. ”

Mu Feng sighed, now is the time when he is short of money, and 10,000 summoning coins are in front of him, which is much more important than friends or something.

"I see, in that case, then I have to kill you. ”

Xi Xiangnan said, a strong demonic qi erupted from his body, and this demonic qi exuded an evil aura, which made Mu Feng feel disgusted in his heart.

"It's been a long time since I've felt such a powerful force. ”

Xi Xiangnan smiled gloomily, usually, he was like a mouse, he could only hide in a secret room with no one to vent alone, and never dared to use this power in front of people, but now he can finally reveal it unscrupulously.

This powerful power fascinated him, fascinated him deeply.

"Kill me, I'm afraid you don't have the skills yet. ”

It's not that Mu Feng looks down on Xi Xiangnan, but he has this self-confidence, even if Xi Xiangnan's combat power doubles, he won't want to kill him, after all, he is a man who can fly.

"Just try it. ”

Before he finished speaking, Xi Xiangnan attacked Mu Feng with a punch, and the demonic qi attached to the surface of his fist, like a fierce wolf, vowing to tear Mu Feng apart.

In the face of this punch, Mu Feng took a step back unhurriedly, and at the same time, Wei Yixiao flashed over and met Xi Xiangnan head-on.

"Ice Palm!"

Wei Yi smiled and made a big move, and the icy cold air was like a river that burst its embankment, frantically surging towards Xi Xiangnan.

Suddenly, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and a thin layer of ice even formed on the ground.

Demonic energy meets cold.

The two gases devour each other, confronting each other, the demonic qi infects the cold qi black, and the cold qi completely freezes the demonic qi.

After a few seconds of stalemate, Xi Xiangnan and Wei Yixiao stepped back at the same time.

At the same time, a shocking explosion rang out.

The cold air mixed with the demonic qi was rampant, raging in this space, and the thin ice on the ground was lifted by the violent air waves, like thousands of sharp swords, shooting in all directions.

"It's a pity. Xi Xiangnan licked his lips and showed a penetrating smile.

"The people of the demon race deserve to die. ”

Wei Yixiao is different from Mu Feng, he has a deep prejudice in his bones, especially for foreign races, and he can't wait to kill them as soon as possible.

And the demons are the great enemies of the human race, and as a member of the human race, they must not be soft on them.

"The demons deserve to die, you human races should die even more!" said Xi Xiangnan with red eyes.

A race full of inferior roots actually occupies one-third of the cultivation resources and living space of the Kyushu Continent, why?

The human race, all of them are forgetful, greedy, weak, lazy, infighting, and do not seek progress, why should such a despicable race press on the heads of other races?

Those cultivation resources and living space should not be enjoyed by the human race, all of them belong to their demon clan, and only their demon clan deserves all this.

"You demons are a filthy race, go and die. ”

Wei Yi smiled and slapped his palm on Xi Xiangnan's chest, the cold qi burst out, turning into thousands of palm shadows, each palm contained great power, and the water droplets in the air formed into pieces of ice flowers, floating down, and the extreme cold made people's blood coagulate.

With this palm, Wei Yixiao did not have the slightest reservation, and the power that burst out with all his strength far exceeded his own realm, even a strong person who had just entered the Heavenly Monarch had to avoid its edge.

However, after the demonization, Xi Xiangnan was not stunned at all, his comprehensive combat power had already reached the Heavenly Monarch, and there was no reason to be afraid of Wei Yixiao, who only had a half-step Heavenly Monarch Realm.

"Among the same level, you are the first one who can push me to this point. ”

Xi Xiangnan shook Wei with a hard punch and smiled.

In an instant, a wave of earth-destroying energy swept away, the ground flew sand and rocks, and the dust in the sky covered the sun, and it didn't take long to envelop this space.

The raging turbulence fell to the ground, making the ground pitted and full of messes.

With such a terrifying power, if the cultivation was lower than the Tian Yuan Realm, it was estimated that he would not even be able to resist the aftermath of the battle.

"Demon Tiger Fist!"

Before Xi Xiangnan's words fell, he saw a fierce colorful demon tiger pounce on Wei Yixiao, its speed was as fast as a shock, as if it had traveled through time and space, and it was in front of Wei Yixiao in the blink of an eye.

Just watch its sharp claws swing out at great speed, drawing three cold rays of light in the void, shocking people's minds.

Wei Yixiao's eyes flashed, and at the same time he turned sideways, and then struck a backhand blow, breaking the Demon Tiger Phantom.

"Ice Palm. ”

Bang! Bang!

The continuous explosions came and went, and the two of them fought dozens of times in just a few breaths, each time they were up and down, and no one could take advantage of it.

Fighting, Wei Yixiao found that he was indeed inferior to Xi Xiangnan in strength, but in terms of speed and flexibility, Xi Xiangnan was thrown out of eight streets by him.

Attacking the enemy's shortcomings with one's own strengths is the only way to defeat the enemy.

Thinking of this, Wei Yixiao immediately showed his light skills that stood alone in the world, and for a while, his shadow was everywhere, and he couldn't tell which one was his deity.

This made Xi Xiangnan feel a big headache, and in the face of Wei Yixiao, who came and went without a trace, he could only be tired of coping, but if he was prevented for a long time, Xi Xiangnan was careless, and was drilled by Wei Yixiao, and he was slapped in the back.

Suddenly, Xi Xiangnan only felt a biting cold air hitting his back, the cold poison kept corroding his body, and the blood flowing through here was frozen, and the swollen blood clots accumulated more and more, gradually bursting the blood vessels.

After the pain in the heart, there was numbness and a faint coolness, and finally he completely lost consciousness.

All of the above happened in a matter of seconds, and Xi Xiangnan knew that this was not a good sign, and if he allowed it to develop, his back might rot.

Thinking of this, Xi Xiangnan hurriedly assimilated the cold poison with demonic qi, dredged the blood vessels with internal qi, and kept the blood flowing normally.

Not to mention, the recovery ability of the demon race is indeed far superior to that of the human race, and in a moment's effort, the wound on Xi Xiangnan's back is basically healed.

Bang!

Unexpectedly, the wound on the back was just right, and the left shoulder was slapped again.

The wound on the left shoulder was just right, and the right shoulder was slapped again.

This situation lasted for about a quarter of an hour, and Xi Xiangnan finally broke out.