Yang Shuying watched Pang Song being chopped away with one blow, and her heart was filled with emotions. She couldn't explain what it felt like, and she didn't feel lucky. She glanced at Fu Song and Fu Ling'er secretly, biting her silver teeth secretly, and her chest was filled with strong fear.

Man - Xiao Hen is a demon among demons, how can she tolerate their father and daughter living in the world? If there is a glimmer of hope, she would rather trade her own life for their safety.

But today's Xiao Hen is no longer the person she is familiar with. She doesn't know what Xiao Hen is thinking, whether he is willing to pull out the thorn in his heart. If she rashly begs, it may be counterproductive and make Xiao Hen hate her even more.

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Yang Shu's shadow was like a glow on his back, his heart was racing, and his palms were filled with cold sweat.

The atmosphere at the scene was solemn and depressing, and you could hear a pin drop.

"Crash!" Rubbles and tiles flowed out, and Pang Song floated into the air unscathed. He was surrounded by a layer of faint green aura, which actually exuded a bit of an unpredictable fairy smell. He raised his sword and pointed in the distance,

He sneered and said: "Xiao Hen, is this all you can do? I'm so disappointed in Pang!"

Xiao Hen said in surprise: "Have you practiced the Taoist secret method?"

Pang Song laughed loudly: "I found a Taoist book in the Luoyang Underground Palace, which enabled me to understand my mind and nature, get rid of confusion, and my cultivation and knowledge have improved slightly than before. Xiao Hen, I remember the revenge of that palm. Tonight

It's your turn to pay off the debt!" As he spoke, he pinched a magic formula with his left thumb, index finger and middle finger, and silently performed the Xuan Gong. The green aura expanded and rose like a flame, forming a magnificent lotus on the top of his head. The warm spiritual wind blew,

The smell of blood was swept away.

Although he only got the fragments of the Secret of Immortality, with his years of research on Taoist classics and various exercises, he could draw inferences from one instance and draw inferences from analogy, and still understood many of the essence of the Tao. After he left Luoyang, he practiced hard day and night. Not only did he recover from all his internal injuries, but he also improved his physical abilities

His martial arts skills have improved to a higher level, and he is determined to teach Xiao Hen a lesson and avenge his previous humiliation.

The gloom in Qun Xie's heart was gone, as if he had found a life-saving straw, he shouted loudly: "The sect master is mighty!" "The sect master will win!"

Xiao Hen snorted coldly, his eyes suddenly turned red, his clothes and hair fluttered, the demon blade was coated with a layer of blood red, and the whistling sound of ghosts sounded - Pang Song left his hand, how could he use all his strength just now?

The demon in the Blood Demon Cave was even more powerful, but it couldn't defeat him!

Since the day he received the title of "Demon Lord", he has never been afraid of anyone.

Destroying heaven and earth is a "demon", looking down on the common people is a "reverence"!

Two completely different super powerful momentums collided in mid-air? There was a faint sound of thunder? A strange vision appeared.

Pang Song roared loudly? The swords and men struck down like lightning.

Xiao Hen stepped forward without hesitation, and the ground trembled slightly with every step he took. The shock made the hearts of those watching the battle jump out of their throats. The demonic flames around him surged, and his body became taller and straighter. His body was filled with the energy to destroy all living things.

The terrifying power!

The sword is coming? The green light is frightening.

The demon blade stirred up? Bloody light shot out.

Green and red rays of light converged? The energy was compressed to the extreme and then suddenly exploded? There was a loud bang? There was a pit with a radius of several feet on the ground? Countless pieces of dirt and gravel were swept up into the sky, and then fell and smashed.

On everyone's heads and bodies.

I saw Pang Song flying upside down into the sky, the blue light was dim, and there seemed to be gray airflow spreading around the edge of the lotus, giving people a strange and twisted feeling. His hair stood upside down, his long sword trembled, and the sword light actually extended for more than two feet.

It was obvious that he had put on a desperate posture. At this time, there was no Taoist immortality on his face, but a ferocious murderous aura.

The bloody light started up, like an ogre opening its bloody mouth and biting viciously.

Ding-ding-ding-ding!

The sharp blades struck each other, the bright light was dazzling, and the shadows flew in the air, making people dizzy.

Suddenly, two human figures hit the ground like meteors, dust filled the air, and the walls on the left and right collapsed. The next moment, Xiao Hen quickly jumped up, and the magic blade whirled like a huge bloody wheel, slashing diagonally with a domineering momentum that destroyed mountains and rivers.

The opponent is really like a demon descending from the earth, giving people an unparalleled sense of strangeness.

When! The moment the Demonic Blade struck the long sword, cracks as dense as a spider web appeared on the sword's body, and then it shattered into hundreds of pieces of metal and shot out in all directions.

How can there be any room for failure in a duel between masters?

The Demonic Blade slashed forward without any hesitation, directly taking the enemy's head.

Pang Song let out a shrill, inhuman scream, pushed forward with both hands, and a transparent shield with green light appeared out of thin air, but his whole body flew backwards decisively.

Brush! The magic blade swung by, the light shield disintegrated, and a few drops of blood sprinkled into the night sky.

Pang Song kept flying upside down, his eyes full of hatred and fear, and disappeared into the depths of the night with a snap of his fingers.

Xiao Henzheng flicked the magic blade and said with a sneer: "Obviously he is an evil cultivator who defies nature, but he wants to control the Taoist secret method that conforms to nature. It is simply ridiculous!"

Pang Song was born in an evil sect and cultivated by absorbing the evil spirits from heaven and earth, which is not the same as the Taoist golden elixir path. He practiced both techniques, which had already planted hidden dangers in his body. The reaction may not be obvious at ordinary times, but when it comes to life and death,

At a critical moment, it will have serious consequences.

After his defeat, there will never be any room for him to make a comeback!

A group of evil dead souls emerged, and without thinking, they rubbed oil on the soles of their feet and ran away.

Xiao Hen disdainfully slaughtered the shrimp soldiers and crab generals, put away the Demon Blade, stood in silence for a while, slowly turned around and looked at the trembling Fu Ling'er: "Is she your daughter?"

Yang Shuying's heart tightened, could the thing she feared most happen in front of her? She smiled sadly: "Yes, she is our daughter and Jingtao's sister! The child is innocent, please spare her life.

If you are really angry, just cut off our heads to calm down!"

Xiao Hen's cold eyes finally changed. Anger, sadness, self-blame, annoyance and other emotions were mixed together. The demonic flames fluctuated and cracks appeared on the ground under his feet.

No one is born heartless, they just deliberately bury their emotions deep in their hearts.

Strictly speaking, even after more than ten years of separation, Yang Shuying is still his first wife, and his wife actually gave birth to a daughter with another man. How to deal with this? Blame the sky? Blame the earth? Blame the five elements

The aristocratic family is in troubled times, displaced and displaced, and everyone is being teased and manipulated by fate. What can he complain about?

Fu Song looked at the conversation between the two and felt as if he was struck by thunder. He shouted in a trembling voice: "Brother, is it you? Thank God, you are still alive!"

Xiao Hen said coldly: "As expected of my good brother, he has taken care of my sister-in-law and made her a family!"

Fu Song's face was hot, and he muttered not knowing how to explain it. In the face of the established facts, any explanation seemed so feeble. His knees softened and he fell to his knees, laughing miserably: "Brother, I am at fault. You have to fight me."

I accepted all the punishments and never complained at all!"

Fu Ling'er looked at her mother, then at her father, and suddenly burst into tears. She pointed at Xiao Hen and shouted, "If you dare to bully my parents, my brother will never let you go in the future!"
Chapter completed!