Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet, let alone the Wen Dian masked woman who knocked Suning from heaven to hell?
If Duan Ziqian is the one behind the scenes, then the masked woman is the executioner herself.
She destroyed Suning's exquisite Dharma image that everyone envied, cut off all his meridians, and broke all his Qi orifices.
Another sword pierced Suning's Dantian, turning him into a complete cripple.
Life is worse than death, and he is no longer qualified to practice.
If Mo Zi'ao hadn't helped, and if Suning hadn't accidentally fused the spirit of an ancient demon that had been sacrificed by the demon world for 30,000 years, he would probably have become the biggest joke in the Eight Hundred Immortal Realm, and he would never have had the chance to come to China to seek revenge.
Masked woman?
Angry, furious.
Hate, hate to the core.
Without any temptation, Suning formed a double seal with his hands and filled the sky with yellow sand.
"Woo..."
Covered by the evil spirit, the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling came out.
"Snapped."
He suddenly stopped, raised his right hand and thrust it forward, punching three times in a row and saying, "Fight with me."
"Boom boom boom."
The fist wind was fierce, compressing the void and exploding inch by inch, forming an almost substantial wall of air with lightning speed.
The air waves surged overwhelmingly and mightily.
The momentum was so great that it would not be an exaggeration to say that it covered the sky and the sun.
However, the next moment, a long sword pierced the air and slashed through the Qi wall.
The sword has no shadow, and the sword shines brightly.
Suning was fearless, and the two seals on his palm, one large and one small, were enlarging one after another in a circling and flying manner.
"town."
As soon as he spoke, the two seals landed on the air wall as if summoned.
The runes are entwined and the demonic power is strengthened.
The long sword was defeated, and the light of the sword was dim.
It let out a weak mournful cry, the sword trembled, and disappeared without a trace.
"Tsk, you should look at each other with admiration after three days apart."
"No wonder Duan Ziqian will deliberately deal with you and use any means."
"You are blessed with great luck, but you just don't know how to restrain yourself. You don't know what it means to hide your clumsiness."
"Who dares to let you grow up like this?"
Hating that iron cannot become steel, with a lesson tone, the sword fell from the sky again.
This time, Lingxi, who was forced to become the Iron Mask, no longer hid his traces, and showed up openly and said: "I always thought that the Eight Hundred Immortal Realm could not tolerate the demon and demon realms because of the latter's ambition to kill innocent wolves indiscriminately. Now it seems
, but I am ignorant."
"The demon body and the devil body are inherently stronger than the fairy body, and their cultivation speed is extremely fast."
"Take the demon cultivators of the first level of true immortals as an example. With their powerful demon bodies that are different from ordinary people, they can fight with the early practitioners of the second level of true immortals in the immortal world without falling behind at all."
"Inheritance advantages, physical advantages, and cultivation advantages."
"Three unique advantages make it difficult for the two worlds of demons and demons to coexist with the fairy world, and the fairy world will definitely hold high the banner of justice to suppress these two worlds."
Suning sneered: "What do you want to say?"
"The last words before death? Or are you looking for excuses for defeat before fighting?"
"Don't worry, I will give you a whole corpse. Just like you did to me in the dream of Qingfeng City, I will return it to you in full."
"Only one of us can leave China alive."
Lingxi stepped on the sword, with a slight smile on his lips and clear eyes.
She stared from a distance and observed from a distance.
That delicate face that was so familiar that she couldn't be more familiar with it had a hint of perseverance and patience that she had never seen before, as well as a viciousness that was extremely inconsistent with the kindness of his heart.
He has changed. Although he is not calm enough, he is no longer the Suning he used to be.
Of course, this is what Lingxi hopes to see and wants to see.
Therefore, under the mask, the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised, and her eyes were curved, like crescent moons.
