"Bastard, hand over the inlet sparrow."

Ding Lingxiu rode on Nangong Aotian's body, panting, and he was exhausted when he used the Wind Talisman again, but he threw Nangong Aotian to death.

Unexpectedly, Nangong Aotian was arrogant and arrogant, and he didn't take Ding Lingxiu in his eyes at all. There was a cold light flashing in his dark pupils, this chill was as if he was born with it, he didn't resist, just smiled evilly:

"Hehe, you think you'll be able to beat me if you catch up with me? The reason why I used the blinding technique is because that Taoist priest, you think I will be afraid of you? ”

After Nangong Aotian finished speaking, he actually grabbed Ding Lingxiu's neck and pulled it hard, and the two of them rolled down the stone steps.

I only felt that the world was spinning, and when it stopped, the two of them had already rolled to the bottom of Mulan Valley.

"Damn......" Ding Lingxiu stood up with his head covered, blood running down his cheeks.

"Hehe, that's not going to work? Don't you want to reclaim the Inner Sparrow? Then give it a try. ”

After Nangong Aotian finished speaking, he took out an ancient knife with a strange pattern from the backpack behind him, although this ancient knife has a simple style, it looks brand new as if it has just been refined. The handle of the knife has more than 20 black leopard stars protruding, and the background color is like leopard skin. The knife is about three feet long, with a strange shape and dazzling brilliance.

Ding Lingxiu's hairs immediately stood on end, and he couldn't help but gasp when he saw such a cold weapon, which had no experience in fighting with people.

"You actually used a weapon......

Ding Lingxiu wants his tongue after saying this, isn't this nonsense? Could it be that the other party took out this knife to cook?

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, but I can't guarantee that I will leave you any unforgettable marks, and it is your honor to experience the pain caused by the Meng Ji Demon Knife."

Nangong Aotian had a sinister face, and his dark blue braids swayed from side to side.

"Meng Ji Demon Knife?"

Ding Lingxiu suddenly remembered that he was facing a demon refiner, and immediately saw through the strangeness of this ancient knife. The reason why this ancient knife looks very brand new is precisely because this knife is refined by the fierce ghost Meng Ji. And the fierce ghost Ding Lingxiu called Meng Ji in his mouth knows something.

Meng Ji is a kind of ghost-level demon who looks like a leopard, with a fierce nature and extremely fast running speed, and is a common ghost in the South China Sea Islands, specializing in hunting adults or beasts at night. With Ding Lingxiu's current cultivation, he had to do his best to barely be able to subdue a fierce ghost of this level with luck. And the person in front of him was able to refine such a fierce ghost, it seems that he definitely has the capital of his empty life.

"Hehe, you should have thought of the origin of this demon knife, and it won't be long before that inward finch will be refined by me."

Nangong Aotian said as he shook his head and walked towards Ding Lingxiu.

"Damn, it's up to you."

Ding Lingxiu took out the Hundred Ghost Diagram, quickly opened the pages of the book, the Hundred Ghost Diagram was suspended in the air, Ding Lingxiu quickly chanted the spell, the red light shot out, and the iron rat was summoned.

"Young master, you are really in a hurry, I was eating, so you called me out."

The iron rat was already red all over, but now his face was also red, obviously he didn't drink less, and he was still burping when he first came out.

"Damn, you're still drinking at this time, hurry up and possess your body."

"Oh, Volta?"

The iron rat reacted in a daze for a long time, and suddenly fell to the ground.

Nangong Aotian frowned lightly and pursed his lips, and Ding Lingxiu felt that countless black lines appeared on his head.

"Your sister! I said possession, not to fall to the ground, get up quickly. ”

Ding Lingxiu kicked on the iron rat's buttocks, and it was only then that it became excited.

"Possessed? Profound. ”

The iron rat shook for another half a day before turning into red light and shooting into Ding Lingxiu's body.

The burning sensation filled his whole body, and the demonic power exploded instantly, but unlike usual, Ding Lingxiu actually felt that not only his teeth had become huge, but he also felt the taste of grilled skewers beer in his mouth, and his head began to get confused.

"Huh, that's it?"

Nangong Aotian stared at Ding Lingxiu coldly and walked over slowly.

"Pick up!"

Ding Lingxiu shouted angrily, opened his fangs and pounced on Nangong Aotian.

Nangong Aotian easily avoided Ding Lingxiu, who was swaying left and right, and stumbled lightly, Ding Lingxiu immediately fell, Nangong Aotian took the opportunity to slash at the back of his neck, and when the demon knife waved, it made a roar similar to that of a tiger and leopard, and the air where it passed suddenly became extremely cold, forming a layer of mist.

When the cold light approached his neck, Ding Lingxiu couldn't dodge it, Nangong Aotian withdrew a few strengths, Meng Ji Demon Knife slashed out a half moon, blood splashed, and Ding Lingxiu's back neck cut a deep bloody wound. Nangong Aotian kicked Ding Lingxiu in the back, and Ding Lingxiu suddenly fell to the ground, being stepped on by Nangong Aotian and unable to move.

The drunken Ding Lingxiu didn't even feel the pain in the back of his neck, but the sense of humiliation in his heart arose, he tried all his strength, suddenly rolled to the right side, and bit Nangong Aotian's right leg angrily.

The iron teeth of the iron rat were fiercely embedded in Nangong Aotian's thigh, but they did not bite into the flesh too deeply. It turned out that Nangong Aotian had a legging tied in his pants that seemed to be made of steel. Although the iron fangs were extremely sharp, they still did not bite deeper into the flesh.

But Nangong Aotian was no longer able to pull out the bitten right leg, and Ding Lingxiu's eyes on the ground burned with unprecedented anger, the iron teeth and iron leggings made a creaking and squeezing sound, and blood flowed out of Ding Lingxiu's teeth, but he still refused to let go.

"Cut...... What about you biting my leg? Believe it or not, I'll kill you with a knife. Loosen my mouth. Although Nangong Aotian felt some pain, this pain was insignificant to him.

Ding Lingxiu didn't answer, he still bit his mouth and didn't let go, the iron teeth were embedded in the deeper part of the iron leggings little by little, and the red blood on Ding Lingxiu's gums formed a warm current, which slowly flowed down the teeth and soaked Nangong Aotian's trouser legs.

"Do you still want to bite through my gaiters? Hehe, don't be funny, this is a demon-level demon weapon. ”

Nangong Aotian looked disdainful, looking at Ding Lingxiu, who still didn't let go of his mouth.

The crunching sound of steel grinding made Ding Lingxiu's whole body soft, the pain in his teeth, the heavy drunkenness, and the exhausted body had already made his consciousness blur, but Ding Lingxiu's humiliation of being trampled under the feet of others was like the only light in the darkness, obliterating everything in front of him, forming the only belief, which became his unyielding persistence.

The atmosphere was extremely solemn, and the entire trouser leg below the place where Nangong Aotian was bitten was soaked with blood from Ding Lingxiu's mouth, and the angry whine in Ding Lingxiu's mouth echoed with the wind howl generated by the shaking of Meng Ji's demon knife, forming a terrifying scream.

Suddenly, Nangong Aotian felt that something was wrong, he obviously felt that there was a little imperceptible change in the rigid ghost leggings on his legs, and there seemed to be some signs of cracking, this subtle change was noticed by the keen Nangong Aotian, and he immediately picked up the demon knife and said to Ding Lingxiu fiercely:

"I'm not kidding you, hurry up and let go, or believe it or not, I'll kill you."

Nangong said with a hideous face.

Ding Lingxiu didn't pay attention to it at all, but instead worked harder, the sound of squeaking and creaking had obviously come from the place where the iron teeth and the leggings were in contact, and Nangong Aotian's face immediately appeared with horror, and an unprecedented sense of crisis appeared in his mind. He hurriedly stepped on Ding Lingxiu's left foot and let go, and used his left foot to kick Ding Lingxiu's head desperately.

The stormy kicks all hit Ding Lingxiu's head, but Ding Lingxiu didn't give up, and hugged Nangong Aotian's right leg tightly with both hands, trying the last strength of his body.

The two were in a stalemate, and suddenly, a surge of spiritual power appeared under Nangong Aotian's feet, and the moment the spiritual power appeared, Ding Lingxiu's fangs became even more huge, and the blood-red fangs suddenly snapped together, only to hear a crunching sound, and Nangong Aotian's gang ghost leggings instantly disintegrated.

"Ahh

Nangong Aotian roared in the sky, and blood splattered out of his right leg.

And Ding Lingxiu also lost consciousness and fainted.

"Stop."

Zhang Shanyi shouted and ran over.

"Damn, watch me kill you."

Nangong Aotian was about to swing his knife at Ding Lingxiu, but suddenly he found that Zhang Shanyi had rushed to the top of Mulan Valley following the sound, so he gritted his teeth and put away the demon knife, shook off Ding Lingxiu with one kick, and limped away into the mountains and forests. Z