Chang Kaishen took a closer look, and was also frightened by the invulnerable body protection of the Rakshasa woman, no wonder the sparks of the sword slashing of the same door splashed everywhere but couldn't afford it, this Rakshasa beauty was actually a descendant of the Great Dan Miao with the roots and bones of cultivation, and she also won the first of the twelve Tiangang of the year star, the strongest defense of the "Xingji Shengang"! If she can embark on the road of cultivation, the future is more than an infinite one! It's a pity that the pearl throws birds, creates and makes people, and is reincarnated in the "Giant Spirit Realm", blinding this body of bone qualification and fairy luck.

The Rakshasa girl is the most unbearable, the whole person is like a nightmare, staring directly at the beautiful young man who appears like a ghost with a good smell of wood, a pretty face that can be broken by blowing a bullet, and a charming face is filled with emojis of "I'm not dreaming".

The girl Jianhao stroked her forehead, and for a while, she was glad that she had opened her eyes, and this skinless and shameless sister Hua was finally taken away by a more handsome man.

Looking at the depressed Rakshasa woman, Nadi felt a faint pity and sympathy in his heart.

The man of the Rakshasa clan is notoriously the ugliest in the world, and there was no too much disparity in the comparison, but now you let her suddenly bump into such a handsome lawless and unreadable "Blue Face Troubled Water" as the senior brother, how can she bear the psychological gap.

"It's so ruthless...... "The girl Jianhao couldn't help but shudder when she thought that those crab-faced ugly men with five big and three thick and stinking flies were the only marriage partners of the beautiful and smooth Rakshasa girl, and she couldn't help but shiver: "...... It's brutal. ”

"Yingluo must be dreaming, how can there be such a handsome fragrant child in the world......" The Rakshasa kept muttering to the flute for help: "Can you cut me with a sword?" ”

The "attempted ex-boyfriend" fulfilled her wish and knocked her to the ground with a sword.

At this time, the Rakshasa army that came to reinforce drove violently into the sky above the war zone, and just happened to bump into the holding Yingluo eating, only to hear a roar resounding, and countless strong and agile figures fell from the sky like dumplings.

"Follow me!" Lori Jianhao lightly ordered Chang Kaishen, and the white lotus flower in his palm bloomed angrily, like a sword qi rushing into the sky, like an oil-paper umbrella separating the heavy rain, twisting the Rakshasa airborne troops into a fountain of flesh and blood.

Chang Kaishen also stuck to the back of the female leader, observing and analyzing the strength of both the enemy and the enemy with a good eye.

The ultra-long history of this world as long as fifteen Yuan Hui (one Yuan Hui = 129,600 years) is really not Gaide, and the breadth and profundity of martial arts is obviously much higher than that of the Heart Demon World.

Not to mention the blonde girl who can still have the upper hand with a few outnumbered blows, just those rakshasa minions who are constantly moths throwing fire are all strong in internal force, and their tricks are amazing, which should not be underestimated.

Their spears stabbed out in the air with a volley, falling to the ground like meteors, and the sound of a sonic boom was loud. The wind swept away, and the forest shook its head.

The first-class martial arts master in the heart demon world is just such a level of martial arts.

"Ulla!"

"Ulla!"

"Ulla!"

Three Rakshasa men with black and white stripes tattooed on their faces and figures like big shark O'Neill, took advantage of the opportunity created by Robeze sacrificing their bodies to block the sword, and the mercury also seemed to seep into the sword qi barrier that could not be splashed with water, and came straight towards Chang Kaishen.

Their physique is relatively short and nimble among the Rakshasa men, and their spirit is also very simple and ordinary, and at first glance they look like the brains of country people who have never practiced martial arts. But as soon as he moved, he completely changed, as if Superman had changed into underwear, his eyes looked at people as if they were discharged, and the fierce and fiery momentum that burst out of his body could almost be used to hatch eggs.

Their weapons are different from other Rakshasa macho men, each of them holds a metal banana fan about eight feet long and a door panel that looks like a door panel, and when it shakes in the wind, it shakes out the afterimage of the blade shadow that covers the sky and the sun, and the truth and falsehood are indistinguishable. A large banyan tree with a thick hug was just slightly rubbed by the strong wind swept out by their banana fan, and immediately burst out with a fluffy explosion, and the wood fibers of the half-pulled tree body suddenly relaxed, scattered into wisps of extremely fine wood silk like a brush tip.

Chang Kaishen remembers seeing in Zhizhu that this kind of guy with a zebra tattoo on his face is the "Pale Hunter" in the Rakshasa tribe, with the most experience in headhunting and the most brilliant record.

What made Chang Kaishen feel a little faceless was that the three pale hunters clearly knew that Xiang Zhuang was aiming at Pei Gong, and on the surface they were coming at him, but in fact, the soldiers were pointing directly at the flute behind him, and they wanted to work on the chrysanthemum.

"Do I look like a mystic shrimp?"

The champion Lang Lang was angry, and he hooked a mouthful of Shang Fang's sword from the ground that he didn't know who left behind, calmed his mind, and quickly opened the martial arts LV1 realm produced by the Heart Demon World - "Transformation Realm".

Boy!

Is this stinky skin the good body of the heart demon world that has been cultivated for ten years and tempered into steel, and with a slight thought, it immediately felt like a cannon battle was set off in his head, and the ground in front of him turned black, and two thick nosebleeds appeared.

"Die!" the three pale hunters who were ready for a fierce battle were relieved, and the other party was a young and timid yellow-mouthed child, and he was frightened into this virtue before the blade was raised.

When Chang Kaishen opened his eyes again, the three-handled Kaifeng Mansion tiger-headed banana fan had already slashed above his Heavenly Spirit Cover.

The sharp knife wind made the hairs on his body stand on end, and an eerie cold air filled his nose and brain, making him sneeze twice in a row.

But at this moment, the world that appeared in his eyes had become no longer normal, and the valve of time seemed to be installed with a Three Gorges Dam, and the flow rate was suddenly slowed down by N times.

As far as the eye can see, there are static dynamic images full of tension.

Everyone is like Michael Jackson who shows off his space dance moves, slow, mechanical, and frozen.

Of course, this kind of slow motion is also relative, those with a more trendy foundation have fallen into a fight with snails in Chang Kaishen's field of vision. And those masters with outstanding martial arts and unique skills are still relatively neat in their hands and feet.

For example, the flute, a sword like autumn water is still wielded vigorously and does not know the fire.

But in the eyes of the onlooker, the world is still normal. Seeing that the beautiful boy who was so frightened that he had a nosebleed was opened by the three pale hunters, I don't know how many cherry mouths let out a faint sigh at the same time.

Let them down.

A white light that was also like training came out of the air like the beginning of chaos and the beginning of Hongmeng's judgment, and simply took away the heads of the three pale hunters.

The remnants of the original peacock's brilliant fan blade disappeared without a trace, and the three iron banana fans with polished edges were crossed and fell far away.

Zhuang Yuanlang smiled and stuck in place, pouted his cheeks, raised his scissor fingers, and tried his best to put on innocent eyes, with a non-mainstream face.

To be honest, he admires these three pale hunters, they are all top masters of Shenhua and returning to the basics, and none of them are inferior to him. Judging from the feeling of seeing red from the white blade, their body bones are probably no worse than the mahogany of the same width. When Chang Kaishen was in the heart demon world, he also worked the Golden Bell Jar, Iron Cloth Shirt, and Thirteen Taibao Horizontal Exercises, but he didn't practice such a strong effect when he died.

No wonder they dare to regard the beings of the six realms as prey, and the Rakshasa does have the capital of arrogance.

But that's not the reason why they can pinch Chang Sang as a soft eggplant!

Practice martial arts to the point of not revealing your skin, internal strength, secrets, skills, and tricks...... These things will degenerate into trivial matters, and the improvement of the realm is the most important thing!

In the final analysis, what kind of lethality do you have to worry about when you are nuclear, and tossing out the ability to deliver is the king.

"Since your realm is not as good as mine, just die obediently!" Chang Kaishen brought Shang Fang's sword to his lips, and blew away a slip of blood stuck to the tip of the sword.

There was a strange window in the battlefield.

The Rakshasas' flood of attacks seemed to be frozen by prehistoric amber, and a pair of eyes looked at Chang Kaishen with different looks, and their distorted faces looked like they had just been stabbed through the chrysanthemum by a Transformer.

He was like killing three Pale Hunters, like smashing three rotten eggs with a stone.

"It's 'fighting spirit' again!" "The Rakshasa woman held Yingluo not far away, and the spring heart on her face suddenly retreated, the pale hunter's movements were lightning enough, but I didn't expect this beautiful boy's sword to be faster!

If it was a simple competition in martial arts, with his tortoise and rabbit racing-like fighting sword, he would probably be able to destroy all the Rakshasa warriors present.

Fortunately, today, it's not just martial arts.

"Amitabha! The ghostly spirit has not dispersed quickly!" Chang Kaishen exerted his power again, and the kaleidoscope-like sword light was ping-pong on all sides, surrounding him and the crab-faced giant man with the flute, just like a sickle mowing grass, he suddenly fell in a thick circle, and the corpses were stacked on the spot with a Taiji-shaped circular breastwork bunker.

Only a few high-skilled and vigilant Heavenly Rank powerhouses successfully blocked the cold sword that was shy and light-off, jumped backwards again and again, and retreated.

"Big brother...... What kind of "secret sword intent" are you?" Na Di was also taken aback by Chang Kaishen's killing rate, and snorted his beautiful diamond-shaped red lips, and his tone was like a terminally ill patient asking a doctor about his condition.

No matter who you are, when you suddenly find that the killer feature that you think is unique and precious is actually not a unique secret skill, you will be in the mood to dive like a young swordsman.

What especially made the blonde Lori feel sad and indignant was that she couldn't find a secret sword intent in her mind that could sit down with her senior brother - oh my God! What he mastered was a kind of secret sword intent that had never appeared in the Yanfu world since ancient times! Although the secret sword intent is a person's true perception of the way of the sword, different perceptions will give birth to different secret sword intent, but the Yanfu world has been opened up from Hongmeng, The Chaos Beginning has been more than a million years ago, and the world believes that the secret sword intent under the sky has long been collected by generations of genius swordsmen who have collected chicken feathers and dusters.

Even if a thunderbolt smashed on Nadi's head on a sunny day, it couldn't compare to the shock of witnessing a virgin's secret sword intent come out of nowhere.