Town School Little Fox [Cultivation]

Chapter 497

During such a high-intensity confrontation between the two, outsiders couldn't see clearly what moves they made for a moment, so at that moment, very abruptly, the two suddenly separated far away, and the constantly moving figures were at this moment. Also had to stop.

Cultivator Zhong's two golden fingers glowed with blood, and they were actually branded with countless small wounds, which were oozing blood.There was a white aura attached to the wound, and it was still perseveringly corroding the wound, almost penetrating into the bone.

Under the special circumstances, Cultivator Zhong naturally did not reserve his strength in order to seek a quick victory. These two fingers are his strongest means, but now they are injured, and the situation does not look optimistic.

But looking at the purple-haired male demon, his white bone sword is now full of cracks, and it seems to be crumbling, and it should not be able to support him to continue using it.

The purple-haired male demon stretched out his hand and flicked the big knife, the crack on the knife spread more and more, and then it fell into pieces and dust, completely useless.

He threw away the remaining handle of the knife, "Are you willing to kill eight hundred enemies and lose one thousand?"

The demon broke his wrist and sneered, "However, do you think this is the end?"

The physique of the demon race is different from that of the human race, and they live in extremely harsh conditions all the year round. Even without the help of magic power, they are much stronger than human race practitioners with their physical strength alone.

Now that the purple-haired male demon has lost his big sword made of bone, his body can still be used as his weapon. The tricky devil energy can restrain the aura of Xianxiu. Now that Cultivator Zhong hurt those two fingers, how can he fight this demon?Immortal spells alone may not be able to stop the demons' offensive.

Cultivator Zhong lifted up his two injured fingers and looked at them, "How did I ever say that I was hurting myself? Even if my finger is injured, I can still cure you."

The purple-haired male demon sneered, "I don't think you want those fingers anymore."

With a wave of wings behind him, his body was pulled towards Cultivator Zhong at a very high speed, and the fierce black nails slashed towards Cultivator Zhong like a sharp blade. Cultivator Zhong's expression remained unchanged, and he raised his injured hand to meet the demon's claws.

I saw that the Demon Race had a slightly gloomy look on his face, and he had extremely malicious intentions when he fell on Cultivator Zhong.Brother Zhong also sensed his intentions, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"when--"

It was clearly the sound of hand-over and collision, but Cultivator Zhong's injured finger did not touch the sharp claws of the purple-haired male demon.

On the other side of the two, a sharp claw grew out of the demon's wing, and it stretched towards the back of Cultivator Zhong, intending to sneak attack on Cultivator Zhong's lower back.

It's a pity that the sharp claw on that wing was blocked by Brother Zhong who had expected it, and what blocked it was nothing but Brother Zhong's other hand.

A dazzling golden light also appeared on the fingertips of that hand, and the power contained in it was no less than that of the injured hand before.

Brother Zhong laughed, "I never said that I only have one hand."

When Cultivator Zhong fought against Moxiu just now, he deliberately avoided the other hand and only used one of them to communicate with the demons. He behaved like this, and subconsciously made people think that he only had one hand that could cast such a powerful weapon. strength.

But in fact, Cultivator Zhong still concealed part of his strength, which came in handy at this critical moment.

Cultivator Zhong's face turned cold, and the golden light on his fingers rose sharply. At this time, the demons who were already alert were about to withdraw, but it was too late.

"click"

When the finger and the sharp claw met, the golden light on the finger rose sharply, and in an instant, it passed into the sharp claw along the handover point, and then quickly spread to the entire bat wing.

"what--"

The demon screamed, and the wing broke every inch and became a soft mass. If it weren't for the connection between the flesh and bones, and the inner bones were wrapped by the outer flesh, the wing might have broken directly.

Even so, at this moment, he can only hang down by his side, looking extremely pitiful.

Wings are an extremely important part of the Fierce Wing Demon Clan. They are not used for flying, but are somewhat similar to the Demon Core of the Fierce Wing Demon Clan. They are also necessary to provide energy for the Fierce Wing Demon Clan.The bat wings of the Fierce Wing Demons have many uses, and the Fierce Wing Demons are very dependent on them.

But now, Cultivator Zhong tore down one as soon as he said it, and the purple-haired demon fell down immediately.

And the other demons also changed their expressions, "You—"

The blue-haired demon raised his hand and stopped the man from speaking.

The purple-haired male demon seems to have been seriously injured, but Cultivator Zhong still retains a lot of strength. No matter how you look at it, the demon has lost.

Even so, the blue-haired demon never stood up to admit defeat for the purple-haired male demon.

No Fierce Winged Demon Clan would want to experience the feeling of broken wings, that kind of pain is really tormenting.

A cold sweat broke out on the Mozu's forehead, which showed how tortured he was.

However, at this moment, he did not admit defeat. The Mozu raised his hand and tore off the broken bat wing himself, and threw it aside mercilessly, waiting for the pain to pass before attacking Cultivator Zhong again.

However, since Brother Zhong has the upper hand, why would he wait for him to resume action and attack him?When the demon raised his hand to tear off his bat wing, Brother Zhong had already reached the other bat wing of the demon.

The golden fingers touched the remaining bat wing at the same time as the demon tore off the other bat wing.

"I didn't intend to harm you. The previous time you attacked first, and I was forced to fight back. It was a tie. As for this time... if you admit defeat, I will stop."

The lack of wings and the pain of tearing had a great impact on the speed of the purple-haired male demon. With the current state of the demon, he could no longer avoid the attack of cultivator Zhong.

Either admit defeat or lose the bat wings, the demons have no other choice.

The wings of the Fierce Wing Demon Clan were not just lost, and he couldn't lose them anymore. The purple-haired Demon Clan had no choice but to admit defeat in the end.

Cultivator Zhong smiled in satisfaction, and other cultivators also had "proper" smiles on their faces.In this way, Xianxiu's side won two games in a row.As long as this momentum is maintained in the future, why worry that the immortal side will not win completely?

Even if it is impossible to be so optimistic all the time, it is still a good start, which is not bad.

The purple-haired demon fell to the ground, picked up the bat wing that had just been dropped, and finally returned to the group of demons with scars all over.

This originally burly demon suddenly lost weight and became sluggish for a long time.The group of demons looked at him as if they were looking at a piece of garbage, and they were extremely belittled, which was completely different from the treatment of the previous female demon who also lost.

The purple-haired male demon with broken wings is extremely shameful in the fierce winged demon clan.

Those immortal cultivators also sensed it, and listed the wings of the Fierce Wing Demon Clan as one of their weaknesses, and decided to follow Brother Zhong's approach. In this way, stare at the pair of wings of the Fierce Wing Demon Clan and perform moves.

Cultivator Zhong retreated back, and the immortal cultivators sent him congratulations and care.

Lu'an sent a pill.

This was originally a kind of elixir that the elders of Linggan Xianzong tried to make when they were researching how to pull out the blood of the demons.

It's a pity that the effect of the elixir can't pull out the blood of the demon race, but it has some effect on eliminating the demonic energy in the body, and it is better than the various elixirs known in the cultivation world to eliminate the demonic energy.

Of course, for people who do not have the blood of the demon race, this kind of pill that can eliminate the demonic energy is more practical.

Lu'an sent the elixir, and Cultivator Zhong thanked him, and took it directly, which surprised the other immortal cultivators.

After all, although the people in Lu'an have attracted much attention, they are just strangers. It is impossible for a practitioner to be vigilant about something like medicine.

Lu'an also admired the courage of Brother Zhong.

After taking the elixir, the effect was immediate. The white aura that was still raging on Cultivator Zhong's fingers penetrated into the air bit by bit through the wound, and most of the abnormal energy was forced out soon.

Although it could not be completely cleaned up, the condition of Brother Zhong's fingers has been brought under control and will no longer deteriorate. It will be enough to recuperate by himself.

Seeing a pill, the other cultivators solved the problem of Cultivator Zhong's injury, and they also had new ideas in their hearts about their next actions.

With this medicine, at least, many worries can be avoided.

When the cultivator was paying attention to Brother Zhong's injuries, the blue-haired demon said, "The first two times, our Fierce Wing Demon sent people to fight first. To be fair, it will be your turn next."

"You people, Xiu, decide who will come out first."

In the past, the demon clan came out first, and the cultivators responded, but now Xianxiu was asked to come out first, and the demon clan responded again. The rules were changed again, and the immortal cultivator encountered difficulties again.

If you take the initiative to make a move, you have to passively accept the opponent of the Demon Race, which may not be as easy as before.

At this time, a Xianxiu from the early Heyuan period volunteered and decided to test the waters.

Among the remaining members of the Demon Race, only the early stage and the late stage of the Heyuan period remained. The cultivator made his own assessment and thought that he should be able to cope with those early stages, not to mention surpassing, at least a tie.

Seeing that he was so active, the other cultivators also wanted to let him try it out, so they agreed to his request.

"Fellow Daoists may wish to go and have a try."

Anyway, they are waiting for the demons to come up with opponents. It doesn't matter who they choose to go up. This self-recommended one is also a well-known cultivator.

The cultivator nodded and flew forward, "Who will fight with me?"

The three people in Lu'an didn't think it was so simple. From the beginning of this competition, Xianxiu was led by the nose by the demons. Whether it was passively fighting before or taking the initiative now, it was all the decisions made by the demons. This is definitely not good for Xianxiu.

This time, the arrangement of the Demon Race must not be that simple.

Lu'an had a hunch that the people from the Mozu faction would definitely be unexpected.

Sure enough, after the cultivator stepped forward, the blue-haired demon looked at the gray-haired demon next to him, "You go."

The female demon clan nodded and flew forward, but the immortal cultivators were in an uproar.

This female demon clan is clearly close to the strength of the tribulation period!