Silent.

In addition to being silent, Xiao Mohe didn't know how else he should react.

Fallen into the Devil's Path?

From the day he hid into the Valley of Ten Thousand Medicines, isn't the word Demon Dao exactly what he is talking about?

Otherwise, how did the Blue Ghost King come about?

It's really ridiculous, a person who single-handedly caused him to be where he is today has been worried that he will fall into the Demon Dao? Isn't the Demon Dao that belongs to him exactly what Ping Feiyan brought him?

His eyes began to be filled with blood, and from his eyes, everything in the outside world turned red like blood, and opposite him, Hua Xiangrong was also slowly ...... Turned into Pingfeiyan!

So you...... Not dead yet!

Suddenly, the corners of Xiao Mohe's mouth twitched, and his face suddenly turned terrified, and he shouted angrily:

"Since you're not dead, then you should die!"

Bang ——!

Cyan thunder suddenly burst from his fists, but a dark red powder flowed from the cracks of his fists.

In a fit of rage, he took Hua Xiangrong as Ping Feiyan, which had lost all his senses, how could he remember that he had been holding the blood draining pill in his palm, and suddenly with his fist, he was turned into powder by the cyan thunder.

That pseudo-blood draining pill may be the only thing he can keep up with Hua Xiang Rongdu, and it is also the key to controlling Yin Xiukong with overwhelming strength, but at this time, where can he still take care of this?

Blowing the people in front of him to pieces is the only thing he wants to do!

With a punch, the entire broken house seemed to be blowing a storm, Xiao Mohe's angry punch was definitely the pinnacle of his life's cultivation, under this punch, Hua Xiangrong couldn't react at all?

On the contrary, it was Yin Xiukong next to her, Yin Xiukong, who had been silently listening to the conversation between Xiao Mohe and Hua Xiangrong, and when Xiao Mohe punched up, his eyes suddenly opened round.

"Ah——!h

Opportunity, this is the opportunity he has been waiting for, Yin Xiukong's scarred but cold and cold face suddenly turned blue, and he suddenly roared.

He has been restrained by Xiao Mohe, so that he can't move his body and feet, but he is not idle, and he has been trying to break through the acupoint to save himself.

Hua Xiangrong's appearance did give him time, and mentioning the old incident of Ping Feiyan also made Xiao Mohe forget his existence for a while, although he couldn't completely unravel the acupoint, but he could barely move it.

And now, he sensed an opportunity, this opportunity was enough for him to ignore the consequences of being loosened by Xiao Mohexian's acupoint, no matter what, he had to give it a try!

After yelling, Xiao Mohe's fist entered a few inches, and it was about to hit Hua Xiangrong's body, and Yin Xiukong twisted his body hard at this time.

He was sitting on a chair, but with this twist, he turned his whole person upside down, and in a posture of facing the sky on his back, his feet kicked the ground, and the person had his head in front of him, and bounced straight towards Xiao Mohe.

As soon as he finished this action, Yin Xiukong's head facing the sky just slipped past Xiao Mohe's fist, his round eyes opened again, and suddenly his mouth opened, and it staggered up and down with Xiao Mohe's fist.

Boom ————!

There was a violent shock from the soles of his feet, and the degree of ejection of Yin Xiukong's body suddenly increased by more than a point, and he didn't need to look back, he also knew that Xiao Mohe's punch with all his life's work hit the target.

Whether this goal is Hua Xiangrong or not, this is not a matter of concern to him.

The dust was flying and thunder and lightning were raging, where could the already dilapidated house withstand Xiao Mohe's punch, and was suddenly shattered by his punch, if it weren't for Yin Xiukong's quick opportunity, I am afraid that he would be buried alive under the broken bricks and tiles.

"You ——!"

Before the dust fell, Xiao Mohe's angry shouts rang out first.

His figure had stopped, and he continued to punch forward, but his eyes were full of shock and disbelief.

In front of his fist, a huge phoenix firebird was spreading its wings and about to fly, and his punch that cracked the mountain and rocks could not break through the defense formed by the firebird.

From the surface of his fist, waves of extremely blazing heat were scorching his fist, and the heat was so intense that he felt unprecedented extreme pain.

After the firebird, Hua Xiangrong's expression was faintly visible.

In the face of Xiao Mohe's terrifying punch, she didn't move at all, and let his punch hit, but with the firebird, the corners of her mouth also flowed bloodshot.

"Xiao Yixian, you can feel now, Master, what kind of pain she has suffered in the past few decades, right?"

Looking at Xiao Mohe, Hua Xiangrong smiled bitterly, gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, shook her head, waved her hand, and listened......

Wow——!

The phoenix firebird suddenly fluttered its wings, with an indomitable momentum and a blazing heat, and actually spread its wings and flew into the air, turning into a fireball that was gradually moving away in the blink of an eye.

Surrounded by the momentum of the phoenix's take-off, even Xiao Mohe couldn't help but take a step back, and his eyes gradually moved away with the phoenix.

On his fist, the pain left by the heat was still there, and he didn't need to look to know that his right hand that punched was only afraid that it had suffered a serious burn, and it felt as if he had reached into a raging furnace...... No, with his skill, even if he really put his hand in the furnace, at least it wouldn't hurt so much for a while.

The flame on the phoenix's body was so hot and powerful that it had already incinerated the internal force defense on his fist in just an instant, how terrifying was this?

Hua Xiangrong's words also came to his ears at the same time, which made his heart sink.

In all fairness, he may be able to endure the extreme heat for a while, but it will definitely only take an hour, and the fortitude in his heart will be baked into nothingness by the flames, and the feeling of burning even if there is only residual heat left now, it will make his heart palpitate.

Ping Feiyan can be the same for decades...... In the midst of this extreme torture?

In this way, this punishment is really a hundred times more painful than killing her!

But so what?

Even though he felt Ping Feiyan's punishment for him wholeheartedly, Xiao Mohe's heart still had a lot of unwillingness.

After all, this is not the revenge that she personally inflicted on her, this is just her wishful thinking punishment by Ping Feiyan, is it just based on this that she has to let go of her obsession and smile at her enmity?

No, it can't be!

Xiao Mohe's face gradually turned hideous, because the shock brought to him by the phoenix flame was fading like a tide in his heart, and the raging flame of revenge was also rising in his heart.

Ping Feiyan is dead, her disciple is still there, and with the phoenix flame in her hand just now, Hua Xiangrong is enough to take Xiao Mohe's hatred for Ping Feiyan.

Revenge, you can also take revenge!

(End of chapter)