The sound of continuous fists hitting soft flesh could be heard.
Like a cruel symphony from the depths of hell!
All the bones in Master Xiong's body were about to be beaten into pieces by Zhao An...
The body that was already chubby and soft now looked more like a puddle of mud.
And every time when Master Xiong's consciousness was blurred and he was about to pass out, Zhao An would cast spells accurately. The soul of Master Xiong would be wrapped up so that it wouldn't spread out, keeping him awake and feeling almost boundless in his awake state.
Endless pain!
boom!
Zhao An's fist was wrapped with spiritual power and he punched it down!
It penetrated directly through Mr. Xiong's chest, stretched his hand into its body, and stirred inside...
Mr. Xiong no longer struggled and roared, but stared at Zhao An quietly with extremely cold eyes. It seemed that he wanted to completely carve his figure into the depths of his soul.
I don't know why, but Zhao An was so tortured. Seeing Master Xiong's pair of cold blood-red demonic eyes, his heart tightened for no reason.
The expression in those eyes was actually full of ridicule, full of disdain, full of a superior and powerful existence, contempt for humble ants!
In fact, Zhao An was severely burned all over his body, and even magic could not repair it. He had some low self-esteem and distortion in his heart, and could even be said to be an intermittent psychopath.
Now it is clear that he has the absolute upper hand and is brutally torturing this damn cat demon.
As a result, the other party stared at me like this?
He felt insulted again, became angrier, and became more psychologically distorted.
"Okay, okay! I'll let you see, let you see. I'll dig out your eyes!"
Zhao An let out a ferocious and perverted laugh, and actually stretched out two hands and inserted them into Mr. Xiong's eyes at the same time!
Puff...
He really poked the poor fat cat's eyes out alive.
Finally, Zhao An felt that the resentment and abnormal emotions in his heart were almost vented.
He suddenly raised his right hand high, and the spiritual power in his body surged.
The shadow of a long and narrow Japanese samurai sword appeared in his hand.
Onmyoji's magic sword Muramasa appears!
Then he grasped the handle of the knife, pointed it downwards, and aimed it at Mr. Xiong's heart. He stabbed with all his strength.
Poof!
Sonorous!
It was obviously just a phantom samurai sword formed by mana, but it was as sharp as a real sword. After piercing Mr. Xiong's heart, it also penetrated the hard stone underneath it.
Just like that, Mr. Xiong's "corpse" was nailed to the cold and damp stone platform.
At this moment, Mr. Xiong, who originally looked cute and cute, could hardly see his specific appearance. He was like a broken stuffed toy, extremely miserable...
As soon as the demon sword Muramasa appears, this spell will cause a double blow to the body and soul at the same time.
Therefore, with this move, Zhao An not only penetrated Master Xiong's heart and caused him to die, but the ghost sword Muramasa nailed to the corpse also suppressed Master Xiong's soul, preventing it from leaving the body. It has been imprisoned in the corpse.
, was quickly corroded and died.
Zhao An tortured and killed Mr. Xiong and finally felt refreshed.
The hostility and abnormal psychological emotions all over his body, as well as the humiliation of being raped by Master Xiong twice in a row, were finally relieved.
He raised his head and laughed, took a deep breath, turned around and walked in the direction of Makangshan and Huan Qingqing.
Makangshan just smiled and nodded at him, while Huan Qingqing shrugged and said: "It's boring. It's not exciting at all, so I should do it. After all, it's a cat demon in the early stage of the demon king. It's just for one side."
How about killing people and doing experiments at the same time? After all, I am a master craftsman and I need to conduct experiments and research all the time."
Zhao An was in a good mood and looked at Huan Qingqing and said.
"You want a demon king for experimentation, so what's the problem? Wait until the day of sacrifice comes and our cooperation is successful. Why not if I take the time to help you catch ten demon kings and send them to you for experiments?"
"It's a promise, I'll remember it."
There is also a rare hint of smile in Huan Wuqing's voice...
While the three of them were chatting casually, on the cold and damp stone platform behind them, subtle and unknown changes were taking place inside Mr. Xiong's broken body!
Just now, Zhao An tortured Mr. Xiong endlessly and used magic to force him to stay awake. As a result, Mr. Xiong, who was originally quite gentle, had more and more ferocious and violent auras belonging to monsters in his heart under such perverted stimulation.
The hidden thing deep in the bloodline seems to be gradually moving...
In the end, it was killed by Zhao An with one strike!
but!
The blood in Mr. Xiong's body actually did not cool down. After Zhao An left, it returned to its temperature again. It even became hot, flowing secretly in his body, like lava in the ground.
The final suppression and preparation before the volcanic eruption.
At this moment, the phantom of Demon Sword Muramasa was constantly corroding Mr. Xiong’s soul. In less than a minute, only a ball of soul fire the size of a baby’s fist was created. Mr. Xiong’s consciousness finally began to blur.
Becoming incomplete...
"Don't die! I don't want to die! I must not die. Mr. Fu, Mr. Huang, Queen Wei Ke, I miss you. Master Linglong, Master, where are you..."
Mr. Xiong held on with all his strength, not letting the last trace of his soul fire go out!
Fighting the final struggle with the shadow of the demon sword Muramasa.
But it seems to have failed...
After another breath.
The fist-sized soul fire became smaller and smaller, and finally it was only the size of a grain of rice. Mr. Xiong’s consciousness also seemed to disappear and became silent. It was finally going to die completely, and his soul was gone!
Perhaps from now on, there will no longer be an unscrupulous fat cat demon like Mr. Xiong in the world...
Finally, the soul as big as a grain of rice disappeared. Only the last trace of soul, as tiny as a hair, was left, swaying, as if it would be completely annihilated in the next moment.
But... something strange happened!
No matter how much the demon sword Muramasa's onmyoji spell corroded this last bit of soul, it could not be completely annihilated.
On the contrary, it seems that this last trace of soul is undergoing amazing changes!
An unimaginable and unbelievable terrifying aura spread out from the last trace of soul. In an instant, the shadow of Demon Sword Muramasa was shattered.
And with the powerful power erupting from this soul, the hot blood flowing again in Mr. Xiong's body was really like a volcanic eruption.
The flow speed is accelerated! It's like being compressed by an ultra-high-pressure water pump and rushing all over the body.
At the same time, the mutilated wounds on Mr. Xiong’s body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even the various internal organs that were shattered were all regenerated and restored to their original appearance. (Second update)