At this time, Li Xiulin pretended to have a very aggrieved look on her face and spoke helplessly.

"Demon Lord, you have wronged me. Didn't you say that I am an unparalleled hero who keeps his promises?"

"How can a gentleman like me collude with the monks of your Ten Thousand Demons Pavilion! Aren't you ruining my reputation, Li Xiulin?"

When he said these words, his scalp felt numb. The cold-faced killer seemed to have disappeared, replaced by a sharp-tongued villain.

In fact, Li Xiulin can pretend to be various if necessary. Just like the benevolent monk who seduces Bai Feixing, he is just pretending.

But perhaps, after many things, Li Xiulin has indeed changed a little, and his emotions have become much richer. However, his heart is black on the surface, but if you cut it off, it will be even darker on the inside.

When the Mad Lion Demon Lord heard this, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and the breath that he had managed to control became chaotic again. If conditions allowed, he wanted to scold Li Xiulin for three days and three nights! No, he would scold Li Xiulin for three days and three nights!

No year is too late!

Don't you join in the same trend with his Ten Thousand Demon Pavilion? What kind of good thing is he, the Killer Palace? The reputation of the Killer Palace is much worse than his Ten Thousand Monster Pavilion! And his reputation, Li Xiulin, is even more vicious, and he can't compete with a gentleman.

Come together.

The mad lion demon master wanted to curse loudly, but the aura in his body was disordered, so he had to suppress it forcefully. However, he was still angry and his injuries became more serious.

Seeing Li Xiulin's appearance in the distance, the Taoist priest Feng Ling shuddered in his heart. He only thought that Li Xiulin was too scary, even terrifying. Before, he thought that Li Xiulin was just a cold-faced killer who killed people without saying a word.

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But now, Li Xiulin still wants to kill someone!

However, he also knew very well in his heart that this was the perfect opportunity to surround and suppress the Mad Lion Demon Lord again. How could he miss the opportunity to attack the opponent with rage?

Sure enough, after the Mad Lion Demon Lord spurted out a mouthful of blood, Li Xiulin's expression returned to a cold expression, and he condensed the Red Demon Spirit Spear one step ahead of schedule and killed him.

Although Taoist Feng Ling was a step slower, he followed closely and killed the Mad Lion Demon Lord who had not yet adjusted his aura. The Yansheng Taoist pen in his hand emitted bursts of cold light.

When the mad lion demon master saw this, he cursed in his heart, knowing that he had fallen into Li Xiulin's trick, so he had to twist his body forcefully and use his lion claws and fangs to meet the two of them.

"Li Xiulin is a bastard, I will tear him to pieces!"

Although the Mad Lion Demon Lord was covered in scars and his aura was extremely weak, the fierce look on his lion face became even stronger.

The dying lion is still fierce!

I saw Li Xiulin's thunder arm and the Fengling Taoist's finger moves towards the mad lion demon master, but it didn't choose to avoid the attack temporarily, but bumped into him head on.

After he returned to his true form, his body became even more rigid.

At this time, the lion's body, which resisted the two men's spells, was not shattered into pieces. Instead, it knocked Li Xiulin and Taoist Feng Ling back. But at the same time, although he was not dead, there were enough scars left on his body.

The extremely deep wounds looked extremely miserable.

However, it won't be long before the mad lion demon master will run out of spiritual power, and his lion body will be blasted to pieces by Li Xiulin and Taoist Feng Ling!

How could he, with his own strength, stand against two enemies whose strength was equal to his own for a long time?

After a few more rounds of fighting, the Mad Lion Demon Lord became even more strenuous, looking like he was about to run out of fuel at any moment.

"Li Xiulin, fight quickly, the barrier won't last long!" Taoist Feng Ling shouted at Li Xiulin at this time.

Although the spiritual treasure that can trap the monks in the late Nascent Soul stage is very powerful in itself, it cannot last for long. If it continues to be maintained, it will have to continuously draw out the spiritual power of the Fengling Taoist.

Obviously, the Soul-Sealing Taoist at this time did not have much spiritual power to maintain the Four Directions Soul-Sealing Seal, so he spoke out in a hurry.

"Li Xiulin, stop hiding it, you still have that magical puppet, take it out quickly and kill him!" Taoist Feng Ling said again.

Having seen Li Xiulin fight against Liu Qingfeng before, he knew that Li Xiulin also had an unusually powerful puppet.

When Li Xiulin heard this, he not only did not take out the sword puppet, but stopped and retreated far away. He neither took action against Taoist Feng Ling nor the Mad Lion Demon Lord, and began to watch with cold eyes.

The final blow to the Crazy Lion Demon Lord must not be him.

Upon seeing this, Taoist Feng Ling looked panicked, and quickly took a few steps back. His chest was heaving, he took a Spirit Recovery Pill, and looked at Li Xiulin coldly.

Taking this opportunity, the Crazy Lion Demon Lord once again got a chance to breathe, so he also took out a handful of spiritual pills and swallowed them all. His breath became more stable, his spiritual power also increased, and the wounds on his body were all there.

Healing slowly.

After a while, he would be able to take advantage of the barrier to disappear and escape.

Taoist Feng Ling looked anxious at this time. What he said was true. The barrier would indeed not last long, so he asked Li Xiulin coldly.

"Li Xiulin, what do you mean?"

Hearing this, Li Xiulin sighed and pretended to be compassionate: "Do you know how to show mercy until the end? Killing them all is not a good thing."

However, it was a bit awkward to say these words from his mouth. He continued.

"Now that the Crazy Lion Demon Lord has been injured to this extent, the evil anger I have shown for my disciple is almost gone. How about we call it a day and make peace?"

When Taoist Feng Ling heard this, his chest heaved violently, and he was very angry at Li Xiulin's words. He now also experienced the feeling of the crazy lion demon lord before.

Anger attacks the heart and blood flows backwards!

It's just that Li Xiulin doesn't care about killing the Crazy Lion Demon Lord. He just wants revenge. But Taoist Fengling is different. If he doesn't kill the Crazy Lion Demon Lord, he won't be able to secure his seat in the Killing Palace!

So no matter what, he will take the life of the Crazy Lion Demon Lord today!

"Hahaha!" Feng Lingdao laughed angrily and said in a sarcastic tone, "What a big joke. You, Li Xiulin, still know how to show mercy?"

"You can ask any of the monks in the Fallen Immortal Pond, who doesn't know that your favorite thing, Li Xiulin, is to kill a whole family? Don't laugh to death before you even kill the Crazy Lion Demon Lord!"

The Mad Lion Demon Lord really wanted to laugh at this moment. Because Li Xiulin's stop really gave him a chance to breathe. No matter what the kid had in mind, this was a fact.

He hopes that the current deadlock can be dragged on as long as possible, until he has completely digested the elixir in his body and has a glimmer of hope!

Taoist Feng Ling knew that time could not be delayed here, so he said coldly to Li Xiulin.

"Li Xiulin, I don't care what you think? It's okay if you don't take action. Don't stop me from killing people!"

Li Xiulin smiled slightly and said calmly: "Of course, today's matter has nothing to do with me. You can do whatever you want and leave me alone."
Chapter completed!