As a dignified master of the Jindan period, how could he have suffered such humiliation?

All of this was caused by this hateful boy in front of him.

Therefore, so during this time, the old demon was always calculating how to kill Zeng Xiaoyu.

This time, he finally seized the opportunity to release the wind and blocked Zeng Xiaoyu.

He was already thinking about how to make the hateful boy in front of him die in the greatest horror and pain.

In that way, the hatred in his heart can be dissipated a little.

"Run!"

Zeng Xiaoyu pulled out the Kunyu Sword from his body, but he didn't mean to stay and fight against the old demon.

The old demon is in the Jindan period, although his strength has also been greatly suppressed here.

But looking at the way he can easily control a scimitar magic weapon, you know that his cultivation must be much higher than him.

It may be that it was just suppressed by a large realm, from the early stage of Jindan to the early stage of foundation building.

In the face of an opponent whose strength is far beyond his own, Zeng Xiaoyu will not be stupid enough to stay and fight, and running away is the best choice.

So, Zeng Xiaoyu turned around without hesitation, and performed a free walk, and began to run wildly in the forest.

"Want to run, hey, boy, you can't run today!"

When the old demon saw Zeng Xiaoyu turn around and run, he let out an ugly strange laugh, his body flew into the air, stepped on the blood-colored scimitar, and threw himself towards Zeng Xiaoyu.

Like an eagle pounceing on a chicken, it quickly culled it.

A pair of wizened claws with long black nails shining with a frightening cold light.

The nails pointed directly at the back of Zeng Xiaoyu's heart, once he was caught, even if Zeng Xiaoyu's body was strong, he could not escape the doom of being passed through his back through his heart.

Zeng Xiaoyu ran away in front, and suddenly felt a chill behind him, and immediately looked back.

Just as he saw a pair of black nails scratching at his back.

"You old guy really doesn't pay attention to hygiene! You nails are so long and you don't cut them! It's all black, and it looks dirty!"

Zeng Xiaoyu sneered, and waved his right hand back: "Flame Slash!"

Several flames, with astonishing heat, pounced on the old demon behind him.

However, due to the suppression of cultivation, the power of these flame slashes was much weaker than the flame slashes issued by Zeng Xiaoyu in his heyday.

Therefore, the old demon just sneered and waved his hand, but the mana was drummed up.

As soon as the wind blew, it immediately slashed away the flames emitted by Zeng Xiaoyu.

The old devil kept castrating, and still slaughtered Zeng Xiaoyu.

"Hmph! The tiger is not threatening, you treat me as a sick cat?"

Zeng Xiaoyu saw that the old devil had come, and knew that it was useless to escape.

The other party can fly, and the speed is much faster than him.

Therefore, Zeng Xiaoyu simply turned around, planning to fight the old devil well, and then wait for an opportunity to escape.

After all, relying on the physical body alone, Zeng Xiaoyu's physical body was no weaker than the physical body of the ordinary Jindan early stage after he entered the Bronze Bone Realm after cultivating the White Tiger Bone Forging Skill.

The White Tiger Bone Forging Skill in Zeng Xiaoyu's body urged, and the Tiankun palm technique unfolded, and the palm turned into a palm shadow in the sky, colliding with the old demon's claws fiercely.

There was a bang, accompanied by a strong collision aftermath, blowing the surrounding grass and trees into a constant flutter.

"What? How can this kid's body be so strong?"

The old devil and Zeng Xiaoyu slapped each other, and the two were evenly divided, and the old devil did not take any advantage.

This result shocked the old devil, and he looked at Zeng Xiaoyu with intense disbelief.

You must know that the physical body of a strong person in the Jindan period, under the nourishment of Jindan mana, has reached an otherworldly level, which is not comparable to the physical body of an ordinary foundation building stage monk.

According to his thoughts, Zeng Xiaoyu wanted to fight him in close quarters and fight for his body, which was completely an act of looking for death.

But in the end, the old devil realized that he was very wrong.

This hateful boy in front of him is a completely alien freak.

His physical body was already so powerful that it was comparable to a Jindan powerhouse like him.

At this moment, the two were fighting, and it was difficult for the old devil to defeat Zeng Xiaoyu for a while.

And Zeng Xiaoyu saw that he would not lose to the old devil with his physical body alone, and his original worries were reduced a lot.

Instead, he stayed in peace and started a fist-to-flesh fight with the old devil.

Zeng Xiaoyu became more and more confident the more he fought, while the old devil became more and more frightened.

Because after the fight, the old devil sadly found that if he fought only with his physical body, he couldn't help this hateful boy in front of him!

"This son is a demon, not to mention the many means, and the body is so strong! If this kid is allowed to grow up, then it will be okay!

No, I must leave this kid here today!"

The old devil secretly made up his mind in his heart, his face turned grim, and after he slapped Zeng Xiaoyu again, he took the opportunity to jump away.

At the same time, a scimitar turned into a streamer again, spinning rapidly, and slashed towards Zeng Xiaoyu.

Before the scimitar arrived, the strong bloody aura had completely enveloped Zeng Xiaoyu.

made Zeng Xiaoyu feel like he was in the hell of Shura, surrounded by the sound of ghosts crying demons.

These sounds can greatly disturb the monks' minds, causing them to lose their minds for a while, and eventually be taken advantage of by the old demon and destroyed by him.

But Zeng Xiaoyu's body was wearing a monk relic bead.

Just as the magic sound sounded, the relics beads on Zeng Xiaoyu's chest immediately burst into flames.

And formed a Buddha light shield around Zeng Xiaoyu to protect Zeng Xiaoyu.

So that even if Zeng Xiaoyu is surrounded by these magic sounds, he can always stay awake and not be confused by the magic sounds!

Without the interference of the magic sound, Zeng Xiaoyu suddenly sensed the attack route of the scimitar.

The Kunyu sword in his hand decisively slashed forward, hit the scimitar, and flew the scimitar out.

However, the old demon's mana was far superior to him, although Zeng Xiaoyu slashed the scimitar, but the powerful mana from the scimitar also made Zeng Xiaoyu's figure continue to retreat.

He took several steps back before he stood still.

"The old guy is so insidious! Seeing that the flesh can't help me, he actually began to use imperial weapons to kill me!"

Zeng Xiaoyu's face was ugly, and he scolded secretly in his heart.

"But if you want to kill me, no way!"

Zeng Xiaoyu thought about it and used his free steps again and fled forward.

"Boy, where to run?"

Seeing that Zeng Xiaoyu was about to escape, the old demon immediately commanded the magic knife, which turned into a streamer again and flew towards Zeng Xiaoyu's back heart.

"Slash!"

Sensing that the magic knife was approaching, Zeng Xiaoyu suddenly turned around, held the Kunyu sword with both hands, and slashed down at the magic knife, slashing the demon path out again.

He used the impact of the magic knife to fly backwards.

"Boy, you can't run away today!Wait a minute, you'll know that all your resistance is in vain!".

The old devil chattered and laughed, and while directing the magic knife, he continued to pounce on Zeng Xiaoyu.

While wiping his hand from the spirit beast bag on his waist, he released a huge blood bat with a wingspan of several feet, covered in blood, and a hideous appearance.