The strange runes are purple and gold, as if they were cast from metal, with a metallic luster and texture, and after the rune appeared in the left hand, the same rune appeared in the other hand soon. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The info rune was shining, and the demon man's arms were immediately thick, and his hands were even more purple and gold, and the whole person was a little thicker.

Although Mo Suifeng didn't know what the red-clothed demon man was doing, he faintly felt that at the moment when the strange words came out, the momentum of the red-clothed demon man suddenly increased a little, and the demon man's body was less feminine and more masculine, and it seemed to be more majestic and majestic.

The red-clothed demon man saw Mo Suifeng stunned, and secretly snickered in his heart, he laughed at Mo Suifeng's loneliness and missed the opportunity. Mo didn't move with the wind, of course he didn't move, and he was busy making hand prints there to bless his body.

Mo Suifeng finally relieved himself, although he had the heart to continue to see exotic spells, but now was by no means a good time, the blood Jiao in front of him had tired him enough, if the demon man got a few more of the same guys, then today would be really dangerous.

With the palm thunder alone, fighting back can't break the demon man's energy membrane, it must be coordinated with the power of the body, physical attacks and magic attacks complement each other, and the power is doubled.

Mo followed the wind with the blazing light, rubbing his body, at the same time the true qi agitated, the palm of the thunder and lightning rune again, a black electric light, lightning intertwined, crackling in the void, sparks splashing, the electric light surging, the thick black arc was sandwiched in the cold palm wind, and it slapped towards the demon man fiercely.

"Come on, come on!" The demon man in red was not surprised, his face flashed with anger, and his heart was inexplicably excited, he stopped his hand movements, holding the blessing of runes, plus Mo Suifeng's physical strength declined, there was no fear in his eyes, neither retreating nor letting go, agitating his palms that flashed with treasure light, and met him furiously.

"Boom!" There was another earth-shattering bang, and the thunderball exploded at the place where the two of them met, and the dazzling thunder and lightning filled every inch of space, as if to pierce people's ear drums and shatter people's souls.

The pure thunder energy exploded between his palms, and although the red-clothed demon man resisted the attack, the bones of his right hand rattled, and he broke four or five of them, his palms were scorched black, his skin was open, and he was scorched by the violent thunder arc, and his right hand hung down weakly.

Mo Suifeng was also uncomfortable, because he didn't send the thunder arc into the enemy's body, he was also affected by thunder and lightning. Despite the Mixed Yuan True Body Protector, the skin in the palm of his hand was still cracked several times, and Yin Hong's blood flowed down his fingers, dripping down. However, fortunately, the "Nine Turns Tibetan Elephant Sutra" comes with a rapid recovery effect, and the crack in the palm is visibly shrinking to the naked eye, and overall, the impact is not great.

With one palm, both lose, this attack mode that directly blesses the palm thunder with physical strength has many problems, and it seems that it still needs to be improved.

The demon man in red regretted it in his heart, and a big question mark appeared on his head. At this moment, he regretted it, he knew that this kid was amazingly powerful, why did he still fight hard with him, this was stupid, or he was confused. And that damn thunder and lightning, it doesn't even need to be sealed, and there is no warning, it's really evil. Anyway, he can be regarded as a "purple gold" level, it stands to reason that if he is bombarded by ordinary lightning for a day, there will be no harm, what happened to this fall to the ground today?

"No! No, I can't fight with him anymore, I have to show my housekeeping skills. The red-clothed demon man took it to heart, decisively gave up the physical attack, and quickly retreated, muttering and muttering unknown words.

Mo Suifeng didn't dare to wave again this time, and he wanted to blast out the palm thunder again when he seized the opportunity.

But as soon as his palm was raised, something magical happened, and after a strange fluctuation, the body of the demon man in red became lighter and lighter, gradually blurred, and finally completely turned into a state of nothingness, completely disappearing into the air.

"Ran away, or was he invisible?" Mo followed the wind's heart beating wildly, although the red-clothed demon man fell slightly behind, he didn't think that the demon man would run away, this was a man's intuition.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee!" The red-clothed demon man successfully cast his spell, and he screamed and laughed, and his harsh and cold voice instantly spread throughout the entire village.

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At this moment, the fighting in other places had long since ended, and everyone except for the personnel in charge of defense had gathered under the ancient tree.

The thin maid is picturesque, bitter in her heart, since she followed Mo Suifeng, she has not lived a happy day, but it is so exciting.

Now, she is tearfully describing the situation in the Dawn Courtyard to Li Jiuzhi and others, asking for rescue.

"Yin Yang Blood Girl!" Li Jiuzhi's voice changed suddenly, and he suddenly fought, his face turned pale.

"Ah, it's the Yin and Yang Blood Girl!, Village Chief, let's run away, the Blood Girl doesn't leave any chickens and dogs, and no grass grows, this is a more terrifying existence than the Black Saint Skeletron!" an old man said in a trembling voice.

"Let's go, where can we go?" The Yin Yang Blood Girl is ruthless, and she has always been desperate, and our village is completely finished now!" a middle-aged woman threw herself on the ground and cried.

"It's all Zhong Jie's fault, what are you doing in our village if you have nothing to do......" said one person.

"Yes, yes, yes, it's that kid who brought disaster to our village. The other man added fuel and vinegar.

"Uncle, you can't say that about Mr. Zhong, what's wrong with Mr. Zhong? Isn't it possible that without Mr. Zhong, the Yin and Yang Blood Girl wouldn't come to our village?" A young child's voice sounded, and this person stood side by side with Li Jingwen, his eyes full of anger.

"Kid, you know a fart, go aside!" said a big man disdainfully.

"Shut up! Shut the fuck up for me, horizontal and vertical is a death, a little backbone, okay?" The old man at dawn was furious, and he was so angry that his beard pouted.

"Ming Lao, it's not right for you to say that, if you hadn't saved that kid, you wouldn't have brought disaster to the village, and you would have to take responsibility!"

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There were chaotic sounds, one after another, and everyone said differently, but no one took a step forward, and no one went to the rescue, so anxious that they were tearful and at a loss.

In the end, Li Jiuzhi couldn't stand it anymore, he jumped on a stone platform, and shouted loudly: "Quiet, all quiet!" I, Li Jiuzhi, Gong is the head of the Blood Ginseng Village, no matter who it is, anyone who dares to invade my ---- Blood Ginseng Village is Li's enemy, and I am going to support Mr. Zhong. However, the Yin-Yang Blood Girl is too cruel, so the women, children, and children don't need to be sent to death, so run for their lives! As for the others, those who want to defend their homes and protect your wives and parents should come with me!"

The old man knelt under the giant tree for a long time, but the strange bird did not move at all. Li Jiuzhi was completely dead, and he also knew that he was afraid that this old bird was at the limit. Li Jiuzhi's heart swelled with sadness, the vast Blood River Continent, tens of millions of vast land, but without strong force, where can he go.

The picturesque appeal completely overwhelmed Li Jiuzhi's last bit of hope.

The old man took the lead in jumping off the high platform, drew his saber, and rushed towards Liming's house with impassioned strides.

Li Jiuzhi's tragedy infected many hot-blooded young people, although most of them chose to leave immediately, but there were still more than a dozen people, stretched out their hands to wipe away their tears, pulled out their weapons, and chased after Li Jiuzhi's back without hesitation.

The wind is sluggish, the water is cold, and the strong man is gone, and he will not return. A wave of sadness rose to the sky.