"Deadly Scholar Sword?"

The middle-aged beautiful woman and the old monster looked at the muscle monster in front of her suspiciously.

This name still sounds quite powerful, but I haven't heard of it - I can kill Ke'er, Xin'er, and eat Yue'er in one bite...

Just daring to eat monsters should be famous, such a powerful person, it is said that even in the circle of demons, he should always be a little famous.

And since it's called the "Deadly Scholar Sword", then it should always be the best at swordsmanship, what about the opponent's sword?

"Look at what, you're not qualified to let me draw my sword now, you just need to say your name and meet your tragic fate!"

Zhao Li stretched out a huge finger and pointed at the middle-aged beautiful woman and monster and shouted.

"The old body's reputation is not enough to worry about, so I won't talk about it, but the old body wants to see who eats whom!"

The middle-aged beautiful woman and the old monster calmed down a little, looked at Zhao Li carefully, and said coldly.

She didn't feel any spiritual power fluctuations on the other party's body, which showed that the other party's physique was definitely not an immortal art - this spiritual power and demon power were different from the qi and blood of the human body, and the qi and blood were exuding anytime and anywhere, but the spiritual power and demon power were different, and it was not easy to perceive if it was not used.

Although it would be terrifying if someone could train martial arts to this extent, there was a huge and insurmountable gap between martial arts and immortal arts.

And the only thing that can really fight against demonic power is spiritual power!

As for the fact that Yue'er was easily eaten by the other party before, it must have been because of the injury caused by the fight with Lin Jiu, so there was no demonic qi to protect the body.

As the middle-aged beautiful woman and old demon spoke, she saw that the thick black gas around her body turned into a burning flame python and pounced on Zhao Li.

Zhao Li was not afraid, the spiritual power of the 5-year cultivation of the "Maoshan Qi Alchemy Technique" worked instantly, condensed in his fist, and punched it-

After all, if it is still the size of a normal person, it is impossible not to panic when you see a flame python that can swallow yourself, but like Zhao Li, who has a physique the size of a two-story building, this flame python bites one of his arms at most.

I saw that with the collision of Zhao Li's giant fist and the flame demonic python...

Rumble!

A large ball of flames burst out, and in the boiling heat wave, Zhao Li, who was the size of a two-story small building, was suddenly knocked out more than ten meters away, becoming a huge rolling gourd.

And the flame python was also slightly knocked out in mid-air, and its entire head was also blasted into a ball of sparks.

It's just that this flame python is made of demonic energy, and when it turns around again in the air, it sees that the demonic energy is condensed, and the giant python's head is reconstructed, and it looks like it is unscathed.

"It turns out that you also have spiritual power to protect yourself, but do you think this is the opponent of the old body?"

The middle-aged beautiful woman sneered at Zhao Li, who fell to the ground.

If the opponent's fist does not contain spiritual power, it is impossible to repel the demonic flame python, but what if it has spiritual power?

Although Zhao Li's 5-year Maoshan Qi Refining Technique's spiritual power is already comparable to the amount of others in 10 years, so what?

The old monster in front of him has already survived the triple thunder tribulation, no matter how bad his qualifications are, the cultivation accumulation of nearly a thousand years is here.

Moreover, Zhao Li's infusion of spiritual power into his fist was only the most superficial way to use it, and the effective utilization rate of spiritual power was too low.

"My hair..."

Zhao Li didn't wait to get up from the ground, he first reached out and touched the top of his head tremblingly, and he didn't even have time to pay attention to his fists and whether there were burns on his body - anyway, these are small injuries that can be quickly recovered by using free attribute points, and non-renewable hair is what really needs to be protected!

Whew-

Zhao Li breathed a long sigh of relief, his hair was fine, although it seemed to be a little hot, and even a little burnt, but it was obviously not burned, and he still maintained the form of a scholar's unique bundle of hair and a high crown.

"Really, don't underestimate me..."

Zhao Li, who repeatedly confirmed that his hairstyle was fine, patted off the dust on his snow-white underwear, got up from the ground, and his face became a little serious.

It was obvious that he had lost the upper hand just now, not that the strength was completely useless, but using his fists to fight spells, even if he was infused with spiritual power, it was not very useful, but he had to use the "power of knowledge and wisdom".

"I was careless just now, but let me tell you, the battle between us has just begun!"

Zhao Li sneered, and as soon as he flipped his hand, a knife appeared in his big hand.

"Soaring in mid-air and riding a unicorn,

Commanding the Five Hundred Great Thor,

The goblins were driven out and had nowhere to hide,

It's hard for the demons to come,

···”

Zhao Li sang loudly - such a saliva song was certainly not written by a literary scholar like him, but recorded in the "Heavenly Master Fufa", while quickly self-harming himself with a pocket knife on the back of his hand.

With Zhao Li's 30 years of cultivation without eating or drinking, the skill of drawing talismans for the "Heavenly Master Talisman" was just two breaths, and under the penetration of blood, an extremely complicated mantra appeared on the back of his hand.

This is not over, after carving out the talisman with a knife on the back of his hand, Zhao Li reached out and wiped it on his head.

I saw that the high crown of hair tied up with thick hair fell off completely, revealing a smooth head.

"Pick up the sword, I won't be able to hug you, put down the sword, I won't be able to protect you, heh, I can't imagine that Zhao Zilong will fall to this point one day, this is all what you forced me..."

Zhao Li stared at the hair in his hand like a complete wig set, and thought with some sadness - he now deeply realized the sadness in this sentence.

If you have hair, you can't protect the world...

However, Zhao Li was a super tough guy who came out of the pile of dead people after all, and he was only sad for 0.5 seconds, so he flipped his hand and put this thick hair into the golden dragon claws.

That's right, since you can damage one of your hair in battle, it's better to put it away and put it back on when the battle is over!

Besides, as long as you wear your own hair, it can't be considered a "wig", right?

As for the swipe of the hand, you can get the hair off the head, which is completely trivial for Zhao Li, who has reached the level of transcendent sainthood in the control of the muscles of this body, probably the operation is to relax the size of the hair follicle pores on the head and let the hair roots fall out naturally.

'Ding!'

There was a tremor on the attribute panel, and I saw that the "Medal of the Hairless (Silver)" was activated instantly!

Zhao Li showed his casserole fist at the middle-aged beautiful woman and old demon, and said word by word: "The battle has just begun!"