The Demon Lord roared angryly, his eyes gradually turned blood red. There were five memories in his brain. These five memories had rich combat experience. After the five memories were merged together, the Demon Lord screamed, and his broken arms gradually recovered. A flash of light appeared on his hands, and two colorful Qi Soldier Lightswords appeared in the Demon Lord's hands.

The Xuan family's side artworks learned from Xuan Gong's Secret Record are limited. They are the most proficient in the Feng Shui technique of seeking good fortune and avoiding evil spirits and changing fate. It can be said that in the art of attack, they can use their skills to refine qi to form soldiers, so the old group transforms into demon masters, and the one who is best at is also the Qi Shui technique.

"Be careful, this is the highest level of Qi soldiers, with a colorful color. According to your current cultivation level, even if you learn the dragon transformation and are swept to your body by Qi soldiers, you will be seriously injured if you don't die." As he said that, he explained to Xuan Qi: "All things are connected to the source, and all things are returned to the sect. When you reach the highest level, you will not have so many magic tricks, only one of the most intuitive data is the lethality."

Xuan Qi's eyes were cautious, and his body rushed forward and waved his Qi soldiers. The four swords collided together. Xuan Qi's ice sword in his hand was broken into pieces, and the Demon Lord was not feeling well, and the Qi soldiers in his hand were also broken.

Xuan Qi's body was as slippery as a loach. He drilled to the left, then flashed to the right, and went directly behind the Demon Lord. His fists were like dragons going out to sea, hitting the Demon Lord's back waist. Puchi Xuan Qi felt as if he was hitting the leather, soft and tough, and his ability to resist hits was beyond imagination.

"Escape quickly" Under the old man's tip, Xuan Qi's toes were a little frozen soil on the ground, and his body flew back like an arrow from a string. The angry demon Lord swung his fist back, but he didn't even hit Xuan Qi's hair.

Both sides have very obvious advantages. Xuan Qi's body skills are light and quick, and he always escapes from the attack of the Demon Lord without any danger. The Demon Lord has thick skin and strong fists, and his fists are strong. As long as he is hit by the fist, he will be injured even if he is not killed. He also has a perverted ability to resist attacks. Even if he is hit by Xuan Qi, it doesn't matter as if he is tickled.

Xuan Qi shook the blood on his fist, and just now he punched the Demon Lord. Not only did he fail to break through the Demon Lord's defense, but he wiped his palms into the skin. This made Xuan Qi very depressed. The blood in his hand was thrown to the ground, activate the spiritual energy beads to heal the wounds on the fist.

The ground as hard as frozen soil began to roar, and the powerful and strong Demon Lord bumped into him again. Xuan Qi took a clever step and avoided it like a loach. He walked around the back of the Demon Lord again, kicked his legs like the wind, but he still couldn't break the defense.

Looking at the powerful existence opposite, Xuan Qi frowned. If he just stalemates like this, he will suffer the consequences in the end. The magic array set up by the heavens is fading away. Without the support of the huge spiritual energy, Xuan Qi's cultivation will inevitably plummet. It is hard to say who will die at that time.

Using the qi-deciphering technique to see the weakness of the Demon Lord, the black ball of dead energy had no weakness at all. Suddenly, Xuan Qi saw something wrong. Under the foot of the Demon Lord, endless vitality was fighting with the dead energy, constantly consuming the spiritual energy on the Demon Lord's body. When he focused his mind, he saw that the vitality was actually the blood he had just thrown away.

The Demon Lord stepped on the blood that Xuan Qi threw on the ground, and the blood full of vitality and righteousness began to penetrate into the Demon Lord's body. The lethality caused by the destruction must be greater than that of punches and kicks.

Xuan Qi murmured in surprise. The old man also saw the strangeness here and couldn't help but say loudly: "Boy, maybe you can try it. Anyway, your true energy is like a bead, and your blood is full of energy, so it doesn't matter if you lose some."

"Well" Xuan Qi felt it made sense, and planned to try it out with his heart. He stretched out his palm and cut his wrist. Looking at the Demon Lord running over, Xuan Qi slid and avoided it. The true energy around his body pressed down, and the qi and blood swelled to form a blood arrow gushing out, and it shot on the Demon Lord's chest.

The bright red blood painted the Demon Lord red-brown, and it was like a slap in iron. At this moment, the Demon Lord actually let out a series of sad crys that seemed painful. In the snow and ice, the flame-burning skin actually rose out white smoke. The already hideous face is now completely twisted together.

It really works? Xuan Qi made a cheerful call after being surprised, watching the sturdy Demon Lord melting little by little like wax oil, and yes melting little by little. Xuan Qi finally found the key to solve the problem.

Defense ministers around the world all let out a short breath. According to the current situation, trouble seems to solve this ending is a bit too unexpected, but as long as the monsters can be killed, the best ending is. At the same time, they began to evaluate the combat effectiveness of China, and a new round of China's threat theory began to brew again

Lao Sheng was even more happy like a child, and called the number one leader directly: "Our child did not disappoint us, he succeeded."

The No. 1 leader didn't care about the wrong words in Lao Sheng's words, and he also tweeted his head and said with praise: "He is a good child, what a good child."

Xuan Qi cut open another arm, made the same mistake, and sprayed out another blood arrow, and once again sprayed the Demon Lord with blood. The Demon Lord, who had just begun to melt, now melted faster.

The silent old man suddenly thought of something and shouted excitedly: "I figured it out." After saying that, he aroused Xuan Qi's appetite, he continued to say: "The Demon Lord is also a member of the Xuan family, and he belongs to the Xuan family. Their bloodline is born to surrender to you. In addition, they practice evil methods, and you practice the righteous methods, so you can suppress them."

The old man's explanation was very reluctant, and Xuan Qi was not a person who was asking the bottom line. As long as the result was perfect, he didn't mind the bumps in the process.

The Demon Lord, who was sprinkled in blood, seemed to have a wax figure with bones drawn, kneeled directly on the ground and dissolved into a dark ball. The arrogant Demon Lord was killed by Xuan Qi using a strange method. Not only did the people outside not understand it, but even Xuan Qi himself did not make any sense, but this did not prevent him from celebrating happily.

The abnormal disaster was solved in a daze, and Xuan Qi's cultivation level was also improved to the Qi Chong Realm. The black clouds that had originally shrouded in the capital like dark clouds dissipated without a trace in an instant. Every Chinese who knew about the matter and the foreigners who knew about it couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

However, the cameraman who had been helping with the camera shot finally breathed a sigh of relief and muttered softly: "This screenwriter is too irresponsible. Isn't this a standard starter?" He didn't know that he had just walked out of the gate of hell.

The evacuated crowd returned to their homes again. It only took four hours from evacuation to the lifting of the alarm. Firefighters drove fire trucks to around Baylor's Mansion and began to clean up the leaked liquid nitrogen.
Chapter completed!