The tiger slave smashed down on the top of the fat man's head with a punch, and this punch was angry, and the power should not be underestimated. And the fat man is now unconscious, and he has no ability to resist at all. Even if he was awake and was trapped by the rune technique of the demon master Fang Jiu at this time, he would not be able to resist.

Under the punch, the dust stirred.

But it was the body of the tiger slave that flew out backwards.

The tiger slave's body was blown away by a violent force, and the arm was shattered when the person flew out. Not broken, but broken. Starting from his shoulder, his arm was blown away. In the stirring dust, there is also a flurry of flesh and blood. The cut on his shoulder looked particularly terrifying, and there was a piece of white Sensen's bone in the blood.

His body flew far backwards until it hit the wall on the other side of the hall. This hall is extremely strong, although I don't know what material is used to build it, but its hardness may not be damaged even by a master of the level of Hu Nu with a full blow.

However, the body of the tiger slave smashed the wall into countless holes. His back slammed against the wall, the wall in his back caving, cracks like spider webs glaring around.

The magician Fang Jiu was shocked and immediately retreated. He had felt that something was wrong with the fat man, although his strength was not strong on the surface, and his cultivation was also very monotonous, but he just relied on the power of the wind blade. However, Fang Jiu was a magician, and he was very talented, and his perception was far better than ordinary people. So when he used the rune technique to seal the fat man, he noticed that there seemed to be something terrible in the fat man's body.

Fang Jiu couldn't tell what it was like, the reason why he felt that the fat man's body was a terrifying thing instead of a terrifying cultivation was because if that thing existed, it seemed to break out of its shell at any time, and it didn't seem to exist at all. Fang Jiu even felt that it was not so much that there was a powerful force in the fat man's body, but that there was something great in his body, such as some extremely terrifying beast.

But when the dust and smoke cleared, Fang Jiu realized that he was wrong.

It wasn't the fat man who shook the tiger slave, the fat man was still lying there motionless, his eyes closed, obviously not waking up.

Next to the fat man, there was a young man dressed in black, who was Chen Xi, who had disappeared before.

The punch just now was a real punch between Chen Xi and the tiger slave. The tiger slave punched, Chen Xi also punched, and the fists of the two collided together, and then the tiger slave flew backwards.

Fang Jiu's face turned pale in an instant, and the eyes that looked at Chen Xi were incredible.

Incomprehensible!

Before Chen Xi disappeared, he was not the opponent of the tiger slave at all. Although Fang Jiu was not very familiar with the Tiger Slave, he knew that the Tiger Slave was almost about to step into the realm of true demons. Whether for gods or demons, this realm is a huge watershed. Demigods, without great chance, will never be able to step into the realm of true gods.

But the tiger slave is different, in the final analysis, the physique of the demon race is different from that of the god race.

The true gods of the Protoss are born with great strength, and when they reach adulthood, this true god power will naturally reach the extreme. Therefore, the strength of a true god is destined from birth. They may also increase their strength through their practice, but it will be difficult for them to improve much if they don't have a great opportunity. Therefore, in the world of true gods, it is extremely important to pay attention to blood.

This is also the reason why the Lord of the Divine Domain is so angry with the tainted Protoss bloodline. The bloodline of the demon race makes the true god weak from the beginning, and because of the bloodline of the god race, it is difficult to greatly improve through cultivation.

The demons are different, the people of the demons are about the same as mortals when they are born, of course, the roots and bones are much, much better. They have been practicing since they were young, and they have been working steadily step by step. Every demon can rely on their own diligence to reach the realm of true demons. However, the sadness of the demon race is that there are too few reproductions and too few offspring. If a family loses a young man, then there may be a situation of disconnection in the future.

The Tiger Slave is very valued in the family, and being appreciated by the Demon Emperor at his age and becoming one of the generals of the Iron Tiger Guard is enough to show his talent.

Such a person, if nothing else, will inevitably step into the realm of true demons in the future, and his future prospects are limitless.

It was precisely because of the difference in bloodlines between the Demon Race and the Protoss that Fang Jiu knew very well how pitiful those captured demigods and true gods were. Those gods who contain demon blood, the demon blood in their bodies is destined to lower their birth strength when they are born. If it is a pure demon bloodline, it can also be improved by cultivation. But what about them, the blood of the Protoss in their bodies doomed them to be difficult to improve their strength by cultivation, and the two forces were entangled with each other in a person's body, and it was these people who suffered.

Therefore, Fang Jiu concluded that a person like Chen Xi would have the strength of a false god in the Divine Domain at most. However, Chen Xi, who came back suddenly, smashed the tiger slave away with one punch and abolished one of the tiger slave's arms. It was just a punch, and it didn't look like Chen Xi was doing his best.

What happened in such a short period of time when Chen Xi disappeared?

Fang Jiu looked at Chen Xi with a pale face, and said in his heart, could it be that he had looked away before, this young person from the Divine Domain, in fact, had been suppressing his own strength, and his previous weakness was just a disguise?

However, does this disguise have any practical significance?

Chen Xi seemed to be a little satisfied with this punch, which made him sure that he had truly stepped into the realm of true gods. For a god, the improvement of strength is full of dangers. For Chen Xi, the leap from a demigod to a true god seems to have taken only a short time.

Although it was only the early stage of the true god, the power of this punch was already obvious.

Chen Xi glanced at Fang Jiu, and then slowly walked towards the tiger slave who had fallen to the ground and was struggling.

"You don't have to go any further. ”

Fang Jiu took a deep breath, although his heart was full of fear, he still stopped in front of Chen Xi: "If you want to kill him, you need to defeat me." ”

"You?"

Chen Xi shook his head: "I can see that your talent is really good, and very few people can calm down and practice the art of runes." Even if many people spend a lifetime contemplating it, they can't comprehend all of the runes. With your natural qualifications, as long as you live, it may not be long before you become a terrible rune master. But now you can't, even if it's just the art of spelling runes, you can't. ”

Fang Jiu had never been so frustrated as he was today, although he was not a big man in Weizhi City, nor was he a top genius, but in the Demon Master Jing Hall, he was also a rising star who was very valued. The most important thing is that other people may have to comprehend the runes for thousands of years to reach his current realm, but it only took him twenty years. Compared to the freak in Jing Yitang, he was not much worse.

In Jingyitang, only the freak who only took three years to reach his current state could completely suppress him. But that freak is the grandson of the head of the Wizard Organization, the head of the Wizard Organization, who has been taught the best since he was a child, and has been given too many opportunities. So from the bottom of his heart, Fang Jiu was not convinced by the guy named Zhou Changge. He firmly believes that if he gets as much as Zhou Changge from birth, then he will definitely not lose to Zhou Changge.

Now, Chen Xi didn't take him seriously at all. So in Fang Jiu's heart, there was not only a sense of frustration, but also a sense of humiliation.

Chen Xi said slowly: "The strength of you and me in runes is not much different. In the passage outside, you broke my character before, but you must have done your best. So you and I do our best, and I can beat you. ”

Fang Jiu thought of the pervert named Zhou Changge in his mind, the realm that took him twenty years to reach, and Zhou Changge only took three years. So he almost subconsciously asked, "How long has it taken you to cultivate the rune technique to your current strength?"

Chen Xi thought about it seriously, and then replied seriously: "One year." ”

Fang Jiu felt a bang in his head, as if a thunderbolt had exploded in his head. This was followed by a feeling of suffocation in the chest and abdomen, followed by a sharp pain. His heart hurt terribly, and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth uncontrollably.

"A year?"

Fang Jiu's body was shaky, and he watched Chen Xi incredibly: "Although I don't know what strength you have experienced just now, it is not difficult for you to defeat me." But why do you have to deceive me? The art of runes is extremely complicated, even if a person with good qualifications can't even remember what most of the runes look like in a year, how can you reach the point where you are only a stone's throw away from the Great Magician?"

Chen Xi said: "Why should I lie to you, to be exact, I have been practicing runes for less than a year." ”

Fang Jiu's face became more and more pale, his blood sprayed on the linen robe, and he looked shocked: "This is impossible, even that guy has taken three years to reach the point, how can you only use one year? Even if you tell a lie, my state of mind has been ruined by you, and it may be difficult to practice runes from now on. ”

Chen Xi shook his head: "I didn't lie to you, and there is no need to lie to you, because I will kill you, and it doesn't make any sense for me to lie to a dying person." ”

Fang Jiu couldn't hold on any longer, and sat on the ground with his ass, as if even his life had been drained in an instant. His whole being had been completely turned into a shell, and his soul had disappeared. He sat there numbly, muttering only four words: this is impossible, this is impossible, this is impossible

Chen Xi knew that this person was finished, even if he didn't kill him, he would be finished. As Fang Jiu himself said, his state of mind had been ruined. The most important thing in practicing the art of runes is to immerse yourself in it. In the future, as long as Fang Jiu thinks of the words Chen Xi said, he will never be immersed in it again. This is his inner demon, a demon that can never be broken. Mo said that when he thought of these two words, as long as he wanted to use runes, he was afraid that it would be difficult to use them again.

Chen Xi walked past Fang Jiu and didn't look at this person again.

That's right, they were enemies, but from this moment on, Fang Jiu was no longer Chen Xi's enemy, because Fang Jiu no longer had such qualifications.

When Chen Xi walked past Fang Jiu, Fang Jiu raised his head, hoping to see the face of himself from Chen Xi's eyes. However, Chen Xi didn't even look at him again, and just walked towards the tiger slave.

Fang Jiu screamed, a large stream of blood spurted out of his mouth, and then his body was planted forward, and his head hit the ground heavily, and he was actually out of breath and died.