Xuanyuan Xuantian used a lightning-like movement to wildly throw one punch after another at the blood sausage monster, causing the blood of the blood sausage monster to surge and the flesh to fly everywhere...,,,
Only then did Ling Xiaotu understand what a gentle and considerate move Xuanyuan Xuantian made by letting her go for a walk just now!
Unfortunately, it's probably too late now.[
The house turned into a huge meat grinder, and the sky was filled with blood and minced meat...
Ling Xiaotu could only cover her mouth, fearing that she might accidentally breathe in something she shouldn't.
Too cruel!
Xuanyuan Xuantian's violence is always easy to get out of control and lacks aesthetic content, making it impossible for people to appreciate it!
Ling Xiaotu wants to vomit,,,,
In fact, she wrongly blamed Xuanyuan Xuantian this time. He was not cruel for the sake of being cruel!
Because Jimo's heart has the ability to heal, no matter how much damage is done to this monster, as long as you give it time, it can always recover.
However, Jimo's heart's recovery speed can never be compared to Xuanyuan Xuantian's destruction speed.
Therefore, Xuanyuan Xuantian only had this method, to fight fast and slow, and to use his terrifying speed to comprehensively overwhelm the blood sausage monster's healing function.
Punch after punch, even without using the Xuan Qing Qi to transform into a sword, he used the fastest and most direct method to destroy the disgusting body in front of him.
The arm flew away, the head was smashed and exploded...
His body continued to collapse under the violent and terrifying attack. The last punch passed and smashed his entire chest. Xuanyuan Xuantian directly reached in and grabbed the beating heart.
Then, with a slight squeeze, the whole heart burst open, revealing the black, cold, fist-sized Heart of Jimo.
Without even glancing at the monster, Xuanyuan Xuantian took a bag and put Jimo's Heart away, turned around and walked towards Xiaotu.
Under the dim light, Xuanyuan Xuantian's face looked cold, he looked like a murderous god!
Ling Xiaotu and the little carrot demon hugged each other, trembling and wondering whether to cry or not.
Xuanyuan Xuantian walked over and felt that his chest was so tight and his anger was rising...
He had a strong desire to kiss Ling Xiaotu and gain inner balance.