"Kill me? Haha, are you humans so stupid, I'm not the same person I used to be. ”

Of course, the other party is not the guy in the past, who can be a big monster, destroy a shrine where there are gods, and sacrifice all the creatures in it with blood, and defile the entire shrine, of course, these behaviors are not what a normal monster would do, he is already crazy. Pang Zhi could see that in this filthy place, the most disgusting thing was the other party itself.

Needless to say, draw your sword and slash.

In an instant, the distance of 20 meters was crossed, but under this swift blow, only the altar made of corpses was destroyed, and the existence that was originally sitting on it had already flown into the sky with a blood line.

"Ah, what a sweet taste, I like you."

The blood-stained claws reached into its mouth, and its tongue licked its paws wantonly, and the weasel's eyes were full of enchantment.

Pang Zhi touched his shoulder, there were three wounds about 1 centimeter deep on it, and from the touch, the edge of the wound was smooth, more like a cut than a scratch.

"Looks like that big monster was killed by your sneak attack like this."

The speed of the enemy is very fast, Pang Zhi can be sure of this, but after three years, especially three years of sparring with Kagura and fighting all kinds of youkai, he is no longer able to rely on the intuition given by magic to move objects at high speed, and now his dynamic vision matches his own abilities.

But at the moment of the hand-to-hand, he didn't catch the opponent's shot, and the opponent was at least 1 meter away from him, a distance that the opponent's small short hand could not cross.

Then there is only one possibility - the ability of the other party.

Although legend has it that the sickle is by moving at high speed, using its claws to scratch humans. But the scientific explanation is that it is nothing more than a vacuum belt formed by the wind that cuts the hand.

And now it seems that the Weasel is also keeping pace with the times and fighting with scientific methods.

Of course, there could also be things like the Wind King Enchantment.

"You have to accurately capture his attack, otherwise with this guy's speed, there is no way to do it." With a twist of thought in his mind, Pang Zhi decided on the next way of fighting.

With a mind in mind, he turned into a sharp sword and shot towards the enemy in the distance.

"Ha, it's naïve to want to solve me with quantity!"

The shape of the sickle turned into a streamer, shuttling through the turbid current composed of sword qi, but no matter how much sword qi Pang Zhi swung out, how intricate it was, for him, it was still too little, and the sword flow could not completely block the sky, so the gap in the sword qi became a smooth way for him to swim.

Even, he deliberately provoked as if by stepping on the sword qi to further speed up his movement.

In the blink of an eye, he had crossed Pang Zhi's body again, and successfully tore off a piece of flesh and blood from the other party's body.

Jumping, that creature just relied on its agility, constantly jumping back and forth, whether it was a sword, or a sword qi, or a rolling storm was just a toy for him to play with, no, not only Pang Zhi's attack, but even Pang Zhi himself was also a toy in his eyes.

At this speed, it shouldn't be difficult to penetrate the heart with one blow, but that guy, but.

"Hahahaha, it's comfortable, it's comfortable, tear off the skin a little bit, buckle the meat out a little bit, this kind of despair, beautiful!"

"How long has it been since you touched the human world?"

"Huh?"

Even if it was a monster whose brain had been broken, he was subconsciously stunned for a moment when he heard Pang Zhi's question, he couldn't understand what Pang Zhi's words had to do with the current scene.

But after all, the other party's head was already broken, and his instinct suppressed the rare IQ in an instant, allowing him to return to the essence of killing, and this guy continued to rush towards Pang Zhi after turning around slowly.

"So." Swinging the sword, slashing the sword, the blood turned into countless sharp swords, under the order of Pang Zhi, they shot backwards from all directions, and the end point of their shooting was the sickle that was flying over at the moment, and in such a shrinking sword net, even his agility could not escape.

"The villain died from talking too much, you don't even know such a famous saying."

The rain of swords pierced through the skinny monster's fur and the layer of muscles that were not called thick, tearing through blood vessels, nerves, and then breaking bones, as it should theoretically.

"You've me off, I'm going to kill you right now!"

Reality is much crazier than theory, a strong wind was born from the sword rain, and in an instant, it swallowed the sword rain, and from this strong wind, the existence with wings broke out of the sky.

"It's not an airplane, it's a rocket." Looking at this figure, Pang Zhi couldn't suppress his desire to complain, "No, in fact, it's completely okay to say that it's an airplane." ”

The figure was a rocket, or maybe a missile, as Pang Zhi had originally said, but because it was too thin, the wings behind it were quite huge, and it looked more like a space shuttle than a rocket.

But now is not the time to complain leisurely, and the sickle that has become a machine has increased its destructive power and speed to a higher level.

It was just an ordinary flight, but the wind tore through the ground, and it looked as if a tornado appeared sideways.

But the reality is not just a tornado, under the impact of the sickle at full speed, countless tornadoes filled the area where Pang Zhi is located, and some of these tornadoes collapsed in the process of colliding with each other, but the shattered ones turned into wind blades and continued to wreak havoc here.

And as the tornado increased, the cracking of these winds became more violent and frenzied, eventually evolving into a raging sea of wind blades, in which it was impossible for even a scythe to continue his movements, and of course he did not think that he needed to continue attacking.

"By now, you should have been shredded."

When the wind blade disappeared, there was a loud roar, and all the air that had been expelled, under the action of atmospheric pressure, returned to its original point, crushing everything that existed there.

"Gone to nothing?"

Poof.

Before the scythe could finish his question, he was pierced through his throat by a sharp sword.

At that moment, he had already realized that Pang Zhi might not be dead, in this case, he instinctively avoided it, but as a result, as if he had committed suicide, he sent his neck to Pang Zhi's outstretched sword.

No way.

His vocal cords were torn, and the demonic energy in his body was sealed after being poured into the sword intent, and he even lost the ability to speak.

"I've become stronger."

Pang Zhi pointed at the sword in his hand, and counted several points in a row on the sickle's body, and the other party's body immediately rushed out of several blood swords, and he could feel that those blood swords contained a large amount of demonic energy. Suddenly, the weasel slipped from the sword, and its body was much thinner than before.

"By the way, to answer your previous doubts, I was able to avoid the attack just because you were so stupid."

The speed of the scythe is very terrifying, and in addition to its ability to set off strong winds, it is impossible to correctly capture the opponent's position either audibly or visually, and in the later stage, the opponent's speed is further increased, and the wind is more violent, and it has become impossible to capture the opponent's movement at this time.

But.

"I didn't attack you to create that trap at first, just to find out your movement habits, but you disappointed me too much." At the beginning, the speed of the scythe was really fast, and it was the top speed among the big monsters, but it was still the speed of the big monsters, and with this, it was impossible to kill the monsters of the same level as himself in a short time.

At that time, Pang Zhi realized that the other party still had other hidden abilities, and with the information obtained from Xiao Dimple, the most likely thing was that the other party's speed could go further.

"What I see through is not your habits, but your rules, you always use the fastest speed and the most cruel methods, is it really because your brain is burned out."

"Now tell me, what exactly is your purpose?"

"Whew, whew." The scythe's lips moved, but it could only make some sounds when the air flow collided with the lips, and what was even more sad was that Pang Zhi had no intention of listening to these sounds.

He shoved what looked like a beetle into the other's mouth, and then a scream erupted.

"Lord Nine-Tails will not forgive you, and the sins of mankind must be repaid."

After such words, the scythe's head exploded.