The movements that were originally as fast as lightning, were as slow as the gentlest dance under the lock of her mind.
Ling Chuxi almost didn't even need to think twice before she slapped him in the face.
"This is martial arts loyalty." Looking at the somewhat astonished Ling Chuxi, Huangfu Qingjue explained calmly.
It turns out that this is the heart of martial arts! It turns out that it has such a wonderful effect, and the pain is worth it! Ling Chuxi was overjoyed.
"You, you hit me in the face! My face, my face." The ladyboy got up and took out a jade mirror from somewhere. When he saw the bright red fingerprints of five fingers rising in the mirror, his mouth shrank,
I almost cried on the spot.
That look on the verge of tears really made me pity her. Uh, no, it was because I felt so vomiting that I almost vomited out yesterday's overnight meal.
The human demon was angry, really angry. Ever since he was a child, no one had ever hit him, at least no one had dared to hit him in the face.
With a twist of his body, the monster rose into the air. Two exquisite daggers with graceful arcs appeared in his hands, stabbing towards Ling Chuxi. His body was as fast as the breeze and unpredictable.
A phantom appeared outside his body, a slender and flexible snake shadow appeared between the shadows, and a crown phantom appeared on his head.
"It turns out to be the bloodline of the Demon King. No wonder the eighth level of strength can transform into a human form." Huangfu Qingjue put his hands behind his back, as if he turned a blind eye to the two daggers that were piercing towards him.
Ling Chuxi had just been promoted to Zhenyuan not long ago, and both her use of Zhenqi and her understanding of the martial arts core needed to be improved in actual combat. At the moment, this demon snake, which has the blood of the demon king but only has eighth-level strength, is just a good time to practice.
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The bloodline of the Demon King is the bloodline inherited from the four demon kings in ancient times. Even when the demon beast clans were at their peak ten thousand years ago, such a bloodline was rare in thousands of years.
If the angry evildoer knew that in the eyes of others, his majestic descendant of the ancient demon king was actually just a simple existence like a practicing sandbag, I wonder if he would be so angry that he would vomit blood on the spot.
Closer, closer, there is a hissing sound of rapid friction in the air. Among the monsters, snakes and pythons are the fastest and weirdest, and the monsters with the blood of the Demon King are the best among them.
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The moment he arrived in front of Ling Chuxi, the monster's slightly bent body suddenly stretched out and shot forward like a string. The snake-like dagger in his hand rubbed against the air, and bursts of fiery red light emitted.
Light.
Huangfu Qingjue's eyes were slightly condensed, his hand pressed on the hilt of the sword, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes. As long as Ling Chuxi was in slight danger, he would not hesitate to kill this evildoer who had the blood of the demon king and was a rare monster in a thousand years.
On the spot. But soon, Huangfu Qingjue let go of his hand again.
Although he was in anger, the place where his dagger stabbed was Ling Chuxi's shoulders, and he obviously had no murderous intention. At this time, the evildoer didn't know that he had already walked across the ghost gate.
"Pa!" Another slap fell on the face of the demon. The demon's body twisted 180 degrees in the air, folded its waist and legs, and flew heavily in a very strange, difficult and gorgeous posture.
go out.
"Ah, I'm sorry." Ling Chuxi looked at her palms, blinked and said, "My hands are a little faster than my thinking." Ling Chuxi was telling the truth. Seeing the shemale in front of her,