Fairy Desire

Chapter 574

"It was hard to find, right?" Meng Xiang looked at the cold-faced killing god with a half-smile, his eyes revealed a little teasing, but it was out-and-out mocking in the cold-faced killing god's eyes. 【 】4∴8065

"Go to hell!" The cold-faced killer was furious, and he punched Meng Xiang with a fist. A fist print with a radius of about ten feet, where every skin pattern was clearly visible, came out with a rumbling sound, like Thunder rang.

Don't these guys trust their fists so much?Meng Xiang frowned slightly. In the outside world, practitioners are ashamed to use martial arts.However, he could indeed feel the strength of the cold-faced Killing God's fist, so he raised his fist to meet him.

As soon as the two fists touched, Meng Xiang felt the extraordinaryness of the cold-faced killing god's fist. The strength of the fist was layered on top of each other, like a continuous giant wolf. , The strength of the fist is like a snowball, and it keeps increasing.

A blade-like light flashed in Meng Xiang's eyes.At the same time, a sharp force burst out from his fist, which cut the cold-faced murderous spirit in half, and then pushed forward quickly, and immediately let it touch his fist. The fist print was split in two, and the fracture was smooth and neat, which was really sharper than chopping with a knife.

"Look at the punches! Look at the punches! Look at the punches..." The cold-faced killer was not affected by the loss of one punch, and he raised two fists to attack Meng Xiang furiously. Meteors with long tails kept hitting Meng Xiang.

In an instant, Meng Xiang found that his surroundings were already filled with big and small fist marks, and these fist marks seemed to be conscious, not swarming him, but constantly turning around him, looking for gaps to enter, And some of them even know how to cooperate with each other and attack together.

A sharp light flashed in Meng Xiang's eyes, and he kept gliding over those fist marks, and soon he discovered the secret. There is nothing magical about those fist marks, they are just cold It's just controlled by the divine mind of the face-to-face killing god.

As soon as his thoughts moved, a series of sharp sword-like divine thoughts flew past him, and suddenly those fist marks that seemed to be in order a second ago turned into headless chickens. Even if he stood motionless, he rarely There are fist marks to hit him.

Meng Xiang turned his head away from the cold-faced Killing God, but found that he smiled at Lu, it was a smile that succeeded in conspiracy.Almost at the same time, Meng Xiang found that mist-like blue light appeared around him, and once it appeared, it diffused to a range of thousands of feet, and then he felt his body sinking, as if he was being pressed on top of mountains .Book mi group 2

"Haha..." The cold-faced killer let out a wild laugh, like a gust of wind, he rushed straight in front of Meng Xiang, swung his fist, and punched him viciously in the chest, the terrifying power contained in it was far away. Far surpassed any of his previous attacks.

The cold-faced murderous eyes stared at Meng Xiang closely, eyes full of ferocity and bloodthirsty.But what the onlookers didn't expect was that his fist didn't hit Meng Xiang's body, but suddenly retracted about an inch away from him, and then he punched out again, but when he was about to hit When Meng Xiang was hit, he retracted his fist again, and repeated this many times, but each time he didn't really hit Meng Xiang.

At the beginning, those practitioners who were watching did not understand, but as time went by, they quickly understood his sinister intentions. He seemed to have used some means to restrain his opponent's actions, and this time he The strange attack was not because he couldn't do it, it was just that he used it to stab Meng Xiang and make him suffer more pain before he died.

When the cold-faced killer withdrew his fist for the eighth time, Meng Xiang said: "Don't you feel tired?" His tone was extremely calm and easy-going, and there was a faint hint of ridicule, as if he had fully seen his intentions .

"Uh..." The cold-faced killer was like eating something but his neck was suddenly stuck, and his expression was very awkward. He originally wanted to scare Meng Xiang, prolong his pain, and kill him when he felt that he had enough. But now he can clearly feel that Meng Xiang must not have been affected by his little actions, on the contrary, he himself has become a laughing stock unknowingly, acting like a clown.

Looking at Meng Xiang's face that made him feel ashamed and angry when he saw it, the cold-faced killing god swelled up high, like a fist of a giant hammer, and slammed viciously at Meng Xiang's face, he Destroy his face before killing him, so that he won't have bad memories when he sees it.

Seeing that the giant fist of the cold-faced killing god seemed to hit Meng Xiang in the face, many onlookers unconsciously turned to him. After all, they had benefited from him before, and they really didn't want to see his head hurting. Under the blow, it was like a watermelon smashed on the ground, it became torn apart, blood and brains splashed everywhere.

Suddenly those cultivators who turned their heads heard an extremely suppressed but extremely painful voice. From the voice, it could be heard that the owner of the voice was suffering unimaginable pain.But soon they expressed suspicion, that painful voice didn't seem to come from Meng Xiang's mouth.

The onlookers immediately looked at the battlefield, and there was no problem at all on Meng Xiang's face. On the contrary, the cold-faced Killer, who was the beater, was protecting his stomach with both hands, bending his waist like a bird. Prawn's expression looked extremely painful, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and his face was twitching. It was obvious that he had suffered an extremely heavy blow.

What happened?Why is the result completely different from what I saw before?Those practitioners who did not see the whole process hurriedly asked his practitioners who had seen the whole process of what happened.

Through the introduction, those practitioners who turned their heads quickly knew what happened. It was actually quite simple. The cold-faced killer thought that Meng Xiang was imprisoned, but in fact he was not imprisoned at all.When his punch to Meng Xiang was about to hit the target, he took a brisk step to the side and completely let the opponent's attack go, then he raised his foot and hit the opponent's stomach hard With a ruthless kick, the whole person flew hundreds of feet high.

"You...you...you..." Although the cold-faced killer felt unbearable pain in his stomach, as if his intestines were all broken, and they were all mixed together, he still couldn't help but imagine asking, Because he really couldn't figure out why Bailing's unique trick suddenly failed?

At this time, Meng Xiang suddenly seemed extremely understanding, and said peacefully: "Aren't you going to ask me why I am not affected by your restriction?"

"Mmm, um..." The cold-faced killer immediately nodded repeatedly, like chickens pecking at broken rice.

A glimmer of unknown light flashed across Meng Xiang's eyes, and he said, "Do you really want to know?"

After getting the response from the cold-faced killer again, Meng Xiang said slowly: "Actually, the answer is quite simple, that is..." At this time, not only the cold-faced killer pricked up his ears, but also the practitioners who were watching. They all held their breath and concentrated, since the cold-faced killer admitted that he used the restriction, then the restriction must be quite powerful, and Meng Xiang's method of breaking it is extremely worth looking forward to.

Besides, if the cracking method is more reliable, they can also learn it. One day, if they are confronted with the cold-faced killer, they can also follow the gourd. The heart will not be so lost.

Meng Xiang captured the expression of the cold-faced killing god, and even the expressions of those onlookers.A mischievous look suddenly flashed in his eyes, and then he said solemnly: "I'm sorry, I can't tell you, but you can guess."

Seeing the constipated expressions on the faces of the cold-faced killer and the other onlookers, Meng Xiang felt an urge to laugh out loud, and then he really laughed out loud.After a burst of laughter, he immediately felt refreshed, both mentally and physically comfortable.

Ever since Meng Xiang practiced the Great Formless Demon Art to the fifth level, he found that his personality had changed and became more active, and his mind, which had been somewhat rigid due to the practice, was revived again.At the same time, he also lost some scruples in his heart, and he no longer minded some things he would not say or do in the past.

At first, Meng Xiang was a little uneasy about what happened to him, because he felt that it would affect his emotional stability, but after listening to Motong and Xiaodou's explanation, he was at ease, and people who practice magic kung fu will indeed feel at ease. There will be some changes with the improvement of cultivation, but this is beneficial and harmless to practitioners.

Practitioners who practice devil kung fu will encounter much more catastrophes, especially inner demons, than those who practice decent kung fu, and in many cases suppressing emotions can easily produce inner demons, and in order to reduce this possibility, practice Demon practitioners tend to release their emotions consciously, and this will inevitably cause some people to have some bad thoughts in behavior, which further increases the surly image of demon practitioners.

After knowing the truth of the matter, Meng Xiang did not reject things that seemed to be incompatible with his identity as a practitioner, such as when he was in a bad mood, he would curse at others, or at this time, he would go to Playing with a cold face to kill a god, he would never have done it before.

"Good, good, good, very good!" The cold-faced killer who was played by Meng Xiang smiled angrily, "Boy, how dare you play grandpa? I'll show you this, and I will definitely make you regret coming In this world."

Intense anger covered up the severe pain in the stomach.The cold-faced killer drew his hands back from his stomach, then straightened his waist, which was bent like a shrimp, and then began to pinch the formula continuously, and then a roar suddenly sounded, earth-shattering, it was the one who went to catch up The roar of the green dragon of the colorful light group.

In fact, Qinglong's speed is far faster than the speed of the sound it makes, even though its roar has far exceeded the speed of normal sound transmission by many times.With a flash of blue light, the green dragon seemed to appear out of thin air, directly appearing around the cold-faced killing god, wrapping his whole body tightly in circles.

"You have to pay the price for what you have done." The cold-faced killer said viciously, with a lot of confidence, obviously the return of Qinglong gave him confidence.

A ray of colored light came out from between the green dragon's claws, it was the five-color light cluster it was chasing after.The cold-faced killing god Lu showed a malicious smile, pointed at the colorful light transformed from Meng Xiang's five-element world, and said with a sneer, "This is the first price you pay." Swallow it, Qinglong hesitated, opened his mouth wide, and swallowed it. < moved, and seemed to want to say something, but he didn't say it after all, and the cold-faced killer obviously took his Yu words as distressed: "What's wrong? Distressed?"

Meng Xiang shook his head and said lightly: "I just want to tell you that there are some things that you can't eat casually."

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