He himself knew that if it weren't for the other party's Dao technique mixed with wounded bodies and souls just now, the most important link would be useless to him, and he would probably have confessed.

It seems that there is still an insurmountable gap between the slightly higher level of the Yuan infancy, and he turned his head and asked Mo Yingying, who was squatting on the side with tears in her eyes, "Does your Dao technique also hurt your soul?" Hmm, what are you crying for, this is not a big injury, it's me who really wants to cry?"

The white green jade fingers have turned red, shining with a strange magical brilliance, Mo Yingying straightened the index finger of her right hand, and the pointed nails gently poked the thin flesh of Duan De's waist where the internal organs were almost visible, Duan De had a spasm, and the pain was so painful that he almost didn't cry.

"Yingying, do you want to change your husband or whatever?

Pear Blossom's pretty face with rain smiled, and began to deal with Duan De's injury again: "Of course, my Dao technique is to attack with a soul, almost all Dao techniques will come with it, more or less, when you comprehend the Dao technique yourself, you will understand why, I can't say, you actually burst the lower Dao weapon with your bare hands?"

"Fart, that abacus self-destructs, who am I afraid of if I can hit the Dao blaster with my bare hands? Every cultivator will have feelings for their own weapons, and they are not dead, they naturally have feelings."

Duan De's punch is a skill that he has practiced to 100% in more than ten years, and he naturally understands it, which is an advanced version of ***, and Duan De does not dare to use it easily, and a punch consumes his seventy percent true yuan and fifty percent essence yuan, this punch is not hit, Duan De can stretch his neck and wait for the opponent to chop.

"Yuan Ying's momentum suppressed me too much, do you remember the time when I asked you to fight? As soon as your momentum came out, I couldn't even fight back, and I was so aggrieved that I was going to die."

Duan De was a little embarrassed, if Yuan Ying didn't have this advantage, he wouldn't be so embarrassed.

"Yuanying Monk is originally gathering the five qi in his heart to become a potential, what's so strange? Otherwise, how can it be a great realm? Cultivation is actually a body training, Jin Dan follows the practice of qi, Yuan Ying exercises the body, distracts the mind and refines the soul, and then the only thing is to merge, this is another way to introduce the path of the monk, your master is really irresponsible, you don't take a look for yourself."

Wrapping Duan De like a mummy, she tied a bow under Duan De's crotch, and flicked her fingers on the only place that was not injured and said, "Why don't you crush this bad thing of yours?"

"I also know, don't play indiscriminately, bully me now that I can't move, be careful to retaliate afterwards."

Duan De made her play and reacted, and was immediately very dissatisfied, Mo Yingying giggled and seduced Duan De wantonly, so angry that he screamed.

After passing that level, she completely opened her heart and resumed her witch form, Duan De was also happy for her, the heart barrier will not affect the monk too much at a low level, but this thing is actually a heart demon, which she has been accumulating since childhood, once the consequences of the outbreak are unimaginable, it can be solved a little bit.

The benefits of refining the body are obvious, not only can it resist beating, but it also recovers quickly, not to mention that it didn't hurt the internal organs and meridians or anything, just some internal shock injuries and flesh injuries, and it took less than ten days to fully recover with the help of the blood essence stone.

Chased so tightly before, this will seem to be relieved, Duan De didn't think that things would come to this, the mercenary may know Duan De's oath, and retreat in the face of difficulties, but the killer will not, they have different ideas.

Again found a place with beautiful mountains and rivers and a small lake, and on the way when he came, Duan De didn't want them to find him, that would only make people feel cowardly, and it would only make things worse, but he had the right to choose the place of engagement No, how good is it here? There are wild prey to do with his wife, and by the way, wait for the prey to take the bait.

A small lawn has a new wooden building on stilts on the side of the mountain forest, Mo Yingying is lying on the balcony lazily basking in the sun, Duan De is sitting by the lake fishing, wearing sunglasses and leaning on a deck chair, and there is a small table beside him, on which a large plate of barbecue meat and wine is placed.

Duan De leaned forward instead of lying down, his eyes staring at the surface of the lake, as if he was fishing seriously, in fact, the float was long gone, and the homemade fishing rod was drawn into a curved bow in his hand, and the tip of the water was paddled irregularly, making a slight sharp roar.

This fish has been hooked before a stick of incense, the original ecology is good, as long as there is water, there will be basically fish this kind of thing, and there is no pollution, the fish meat is tender and fragrant.

Duan De rarely ate fish before, mainly because there was too much game here to eat, but this time he had the opportunity to try, he and Mo Yingying couldn't put it down, and now Mo Yingying, who was lying on the balcony on the second floor, was also wearing sunglasses, gnawing on grilled fish in her hands, and eating her mouth full of oil stars, and she didn't care whether Duan De was sitting by the lake or alive.

"More than patience"

Beads of sweat were already oozing from Duan De's forehead, monks like them were generally cold and hot, and it was impossible to sweat in the sun, but Duan De was still sweating.

The three killing intents had already locked him an hour ago, since Mo Yingying didn't make a move, then the killer would not exceed the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and hiding the aura and body shape was the killer's basic homework.

The most tricky thing Duan De encountered was the beautiful female killer with a mask he met at the beginning of the battle, but she couldn't let Duan De have such a sense of threat.

"You really look up to me, the three early infantile killers? things seem to be a bit big, I already knew the limit on the number, and this group of immoral people is not a little conscious!"

The scenery is still the same, the wind is still the same, and Duan De's slightly moving lips are the only sound at this time.

The slander in the heart has no effect, if there is no killing intent has never left the vital point of the whole body, the killer is easier to deal with than a normal monk, and it is also difficult to deal with, which is very contradictory.

Killers generally look for opportunities, give up defense and aim to kill with one hit, and if they miss a hit, they will either die or run, and they will not die. If you die, it will be the same result as the one who was destroyed by Duan Dela's hand, but since it is a one-hit kill, the power will definitely not be bad.

Duan De can feel the killing intent, not because the killer is stupid, but because of Duan De's own reasons, he can be regarded as an executioner with blood on his hands, and after entering the evil qi to invade the soul, the soul is unusually powerful, and the sensitivity to killing intent is far beyond that of ordinary people.

Mo Yingying also saw Duan De's body stiff, only to faintly find that the killer not far from her was far from the calm in her heart, and the feeling of the chill starting from the tail vertebrae all the way up was really uncomfortable, and she almost couldn't help but slap it out.

Killers are not having a good time, it takes courage to kill in front of a great monk who can shoot him to death at any time!

The problem is that it is twenty zhang close to the target, and the target has already been discovered, and it is not retreating, nor is it up, but fortunately, the target is still counted, and the great monk did not slap it down.