Tear and pull!

Fang Quan's expression was solemn, and he picked it hard.

Like the sound of brocade tearing.

The painted skin of the head of the painted skin demon is directly torn and picked off!

Roar!

The true face of the painted skin demon with green fangs was exposed to the sun, and the wounds on his face were like dead corpses wounded by a soldering iron!

Her face was painful and hideous, and she let out an inhuman roar from the depths of her throat, swinging her sword and killing!

"Stinky Daoist, I'll kill you!"

Fang Quan's expression was calm, and he swung his sword to block his attack.

Song Yuan controlled the two flying swords and once again attacked and killed the painted skin demon!

The Painted Skin Demon blocked the two flying swords, and she looked at Song Yuan with fierce eyes.

Song Yuan controlled the flying sword to attack him on the side, the power was not very strong, the threat to her was not too great, but it was annoying.

When Fang Quan attacked her, the two flying swords attacked together, and when she attacked Fang Quan, the two flying swords still attacked her, and they did not contain part of her strength and mind all the time.

If it weren't for Song Yuan, she and Fang Quan would never have worked as hard and hard as they did now.

"Kill you first, and then kill the stinky Taoist!"

Thinking of this, the Painted Skin Demon turned to abandon Fang Quan and swung his sword to kill Song Yuan.

"Fellow Daoist, be careful!"

Fang Quan's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly reminded him.

At the same time, he stabbed with his sword, trying to stop the Painted Skin Demon.

Doppelganger!

Song Yuan saw the painted skin demon killing him, his pupils shrank, and his body turned into several figures.

The Painted Skin Devil looked at her in shock, and she looked at the several identical figures in front of her, and for a moment she didn't know which one to attack.

Taking advantage of the moment she hesitated, Fang Quan had already killed, and the peachwood sword pierced through the air!

"Damn!"

The Painted Skin Demon had to retreat and dodge.

But she quickly forced Fang Quan back again, and killed Song Yuan and his clones again.

"Since you can't tell the difference, kill them all!"

The eyes of the painted skin demon flashed with crazy killing intent, and the white bone thin sword turned into a sword shadow and shrouded the figure in the middle, where Song Yuan was originally standing.

She had never seen the doppelganger technique, and after a cursory thought, it was unlikely that the doppelganger technique would have a flaw as big as the body being in place.

But always give it a try, this position is indeed more likely to be the body than others!

"Attack here first!"

There is a huge gap between the strength of Song Yuan and the Painted Skin Demon, not to mention that he is only a clone with thirty percent of his strength.

Before he could even hide, he was killed under the white bone sword and scattered into smoke!

"Isn't it?"

The painted skin demon has gloomy eyes, and wants to swing his sword to kill the other clones.

"Go!"

Song Yuan secretly controlled the flying sword and killed the painted skin demon.

Fang Quan also attacked the Painted Skin Demon.

She had to give up the idea of attacking again and switch to defense.

The three of them scuffled in the courtyard.

With Fang Quan's strength, he couldn't stop the Painted Skin Demon, but fortunately, Song Yuan had a doppelganger technique.

Every time he was eliminated by the Painted Skin Demon, he would split another one, and he would always have several clones.

It was not very easy for the Painted Skin Demon to break through the blocking of Fang Quan and the Flying Sword and attack in front of Song Yuan and a few clones.

After some fighting, Song Yuan's true body has not been found once.

The injuries on the Painted Skin Demon gradually increased, and Fang Quan also suffered several injuries.

But on the whole, it is obvious that Song Yuan and Fang Quan are more dominant.

The Painted Skin Demon didn't know how many times it broke through Fang Quan's blockade and killed in front of several identical figures.

Sen Bai's white bone thin sword, with a strong yin and evil aura, is coming to kill through the air!

"Not good!"

Song Yuan's pupils shrank, and his feet retreated sharply.

Because this time it was not his doppelganger who was attacked, but his essence.

The Painted Skin Demon looked at the figure in front of him, showing a speed far exceeding that of all the previous figures, and a touch of joy and hideousness appeared in his eyes!

She knew that this should be Song Yuan's real body.

"Look where you're running this time!"

Easy to shape!

Song Yuan controlled two flying swords to attack and kill the painted skin demon, and at the same time performed the art of transformation and transformation.

In the blink of an eye, he turned into a nimble white ape.

Fang Quan also realized that this was Song Yuan's clone, and hurriedly held his sword to kill the painted skin demon.

The painted skin demon flew two flying swords, and still killed with a sword!

Swish!

Song Yuan tried his best to dodge the sword blade, but he was still one step slower.

A flash of blood flashed.

There was an extra hideous sword wound on his left arm, and the yin and evil qi attached to it was like a living thing, quickly burrowing into his body.

Song Yuan's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly mobilized his mana to extinguish the evil qi that wanted to drill into his body.

Evil wind is blowing in the back!

The painted skin demon had just stabbed Song Yuan, and he didn't have time to rejoice, his heart trembled, and he hurriedly returned his sword to resist, but he was still one step too late!

"Ahh

A sword pierces the heart!

The wound was wounded by a soldering iron, and white smoke came out with a sizzling sound.

The painted skin demon had blood-red eyes, and he swung his sword and stabbed it out and was dodged by Fang Quan's tilted head.

She waved her palm to bring up the yin wind and slapped it hard!

Fang Quan raised his arm to resist, and was blasted out of the air, and his body flew upside down and smashed the courtyard wall fiercely!

The painted skin demon clutched the wound in his heart and stepped backwards.

Even if she is a ghost body, there is no point in harm, but this sword is already seriously injured!

Song Yuan and Fang Quan joined forces, which already made her feel under great pressure and felt that her chances of victory were slim, but now she was seriously injured again, and she completely lost the idea of continuing to fight with Song Yuan.

Maybe she shouldn't have fought the two in the first place.

Under the daylight, it is difficult for her strength to be fully exerted, and if it is night, where does she need to fight with the two of them.

The painted skin demon glanced at Fang Quan, who was blown away by her, and retreated, turning around to set up a yin wind to escape.

"Want to escape?!"

Song Yuan's eyes were cold, and he controlled the flying sword and a few clones to kill!

If the Painted Skin Demon escapes and comes back at night, he and Fang Quan will be in danger when there is no time to take advantage of the time.

Although he can withdraw from the mural world, his life will not be at risk.

But he wasn't willing to give up at least ten years of cultivation time just like that!

"Where do the demons run!"

Fang Quan saw that the painted skin demon wanted to escape, his face changed drastically, and he hurriedly stood up and jumped out to kill!

"Look for death!"

Several doppelgangers killed, the painted skin demon looked hideous, and the shadow of the white sword shrouded the Quartet!

Two flying swords are knocked away!

Several doppelgangers that had been condensed with a lot of mana dissipated one after another.

Song Yuan's face remained unchanged, his goal had been achieved.

Although it was only blocked for a moment, it was enough to fly all the way to kill!

The Painted Skin Demon had to give up the idea of escaping and turn back to resist.

Song Yuan spent his mana and once again condensed several identical clones.

Fang Quan swung his sword like the wind, and the sword shadow was sufficient, blocking all the retreats of the painted skin demon.

After knowing that the painted skin demon had the idea of escaping, he had to redouble his strict defense, even if he gave up some opportunities to attack, he couldn't let people escape.

It was even more difficult for the Painted Skin Demon to break through Fang Quan's interception and blockade.

Song Yuan is also safer.

He was relieved to control the flying sword and continued to assist Fang Quan in attacking the Painted Skin Demon.

Previously, the Painted Skin Demon had been seriously injured, and his strength was affected, and it was even more difficult to resist the attacks of the two, and the wounds on his body increased rapidly, and the injuries became more serious.

Swish!

The flying sword was attached to the red ray, and it flashed through the air.

The Painted Skin Demon swung his sword and knocked one of the flying swords away, only to be hit by the second flying sword that followed, leaving a wound on his face with flesh and skin.

Song Yuan's eyes froze.

Except for the wound on his neck, the other injuries of the painted skin demon were mainly caused by Fang Quan.

After all, even with the Imperial Sword Technique, the difference in strength between him and the Painted Skin Demon is not small.

But now the Painted Skin Demon can't even stop his flying sword!

It can be seen that it is the end of the strong crossbow!

Fang Quan's eyes lit up, and he also discovered this, he swung his sword and attacked, the sword momentum was like a rainstorm and wind, fast and unstoppable!

The painted skin demon looked terrified and resisted with all his might.

Boom!

After a few exchanges, the white bone sword in her hand was picked off!

The Painted Skin Demon reached out to recall the Flying Sword, but it was too late.

Swish!

The shadow of the peachwood sword flashed.

The painted skin demon was struck by a sword, and its head rose to the sky.

"Damn, if it weren't for the two of you relying on the ...... of heaven"

Her blue-faced, fanged head let out a vicious howl in the air.

But before she could finish speaking, her head turned into a puff of white smoke and slowly drifted down.

The body of the Painted Skin Demon also fell to the ground, turning into white smoke.

Two clouds of white smoke converged in one place, drifting on the ground.

The Dao robe was messy, and Fang Quan, who had suffered several injuries, wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.

He removed a gourd from his waist, used his mana to ingest all the white smoke into the gourd, and stuffed the lid on.

"Is this demon dead?"

Seeing that the painted skin demon was included in the gourd, Song Yuan also relaxed his tense mind, stepped forward with the wound on his left arm, and asked with a frown.

"No, she's just too badly injured and my soul was scattered.

It's like a person fainting from a serious injury. ”

Fang Quan shook his head.

"Her state at this time is extremely fragile, and it only takes a slight shock of mana to make her completely dead.

But at that time, this spirit will not be able to restrain her, and will escape and disappear into the heavens and the earth. ”

"It's just right at this point. ”

Fang Quan handed the gourd to Song Yuan, a smile appeared on his face.

"This is the reward that was promised to Daoyou before. ”

"And this soldier will be poor. ”

He reached out and took the bone sword into his palm.

Song Yuan took the gourd and looked at it carefully, this gourd was contaminated with the aura of heaven and earth, and it seemed to be very extraordinary.

It is estimated that if it is not picked, it will be born in a few years and become a youkai.

Fang Quan said with a serious expression.

"After a long time, this demon will instinctively reunite the ghost.

When she has a tendency to recover her ghost body, Daoyou needs to use mana to disperse the soul qi again.

Otherwise, after she recondenses the ghost body, she will also regain consciousness, and then Dao friends may be in danger. ”

"I see. ”

Song Yuan nodded, flipped his palm and put the gourd into the storage bag.

"In the future, when you use mana to disperse the soul qi in the gourd, you need to control the strength, otherwise you will kill her directly, and then there will be nothing. ”

"The evil spirit has been removed, and the poor road can rest assured. ”

Fang Quan stroked his beard.

The Painted Skin Demon is killed, and the haze that hangs over him disappears.

"What are you going to do next?"

"Me?"

Song Yuan groaned.

"I plan to find a beautiful place near this countryside and retreat for a while. ”

"Originally, I wanted to invite Taoist friends to travel the world together, but now it seems impossible.

Then you and I will say goodbye. ”

Fang Quan felt a little sorry and arched his hand.