Fang Cheng came back to life immediately.
Unlike the self-healing resurrection of a vampire, his resurrection directly changes from a dead state to a intact state, skipping the resurrection process.
Resurrected, completely naked, with only two demon knives in his hands that were still intact after being burned by the demon fire. The blades shone brightly in the demon fire.
Good stuff, I don’t know if Oni Yunji sells it.
Fang Cheng held two demon knives in both hands and started slashing wildly against the demon fire.
In addition to being strong, these two demon knives are also extremely sharp, separating flesh and bone wherever they touch.
Bones, which were stronger than steel, were easily cut like tofu by the demon knife.
"Damn it...why aren't you dead yet?"
Ghost Rakshasa's face was distorted. His demonic fire could obviously burn vampires to ashes, so why was this bug in his stomach still destroying his body?
With the continuous demon fire and body repair, his demon power has begun to decline off a cliff, but how can he admit defeat at this time?
We can only continue to increase the intensity and increase the temperature of the demon fire to the limit.
Life -1
Remaining: 95
Fang Cheng was burned to death again, and after resurrecting, he continued to slash with the demon sword.
This is an endurance race, whoever fails first will lose.
However, Fang Cheng has more than ninety chances to extend his life, so he doesn't feel bad even if he loses here a dozen times.
Before being burned to death for the third time, he had disemboweled the Ghost Rakshasa and cut off all the ribs.
Life -1
Remaining: 94
After being resurrected for the third time, Fang Cheng picked up the demon sword and rushed towards the Ghost Rakshasa's spine, slashing with all his strength.
clang! !
This time, I finally encountered some obstacles, but under Fang Cheng's huge power, the two demon swords still swept past.
The thick spine was neatly cut off in the middle.
"ah!"
Ghost Rakshasa let out a scream of pain, and suddenly lost control of his lower body. His huge body fell forward and fell into the lake with a bang.
The cold lake water poured into the cavity along the broken chest and abdomen, suppressing the high temperature inside.
Although the demon fire is still burning, Fang Cheng's self-healing ability has exceeded the speed of damage.
He went up the throat, breaking open the obstructing flesh tissue, and prepared to enter the brain to find out.
Ghost Rakshasa felt Fang Cheng's approach, and a fear of death finally emerged in his heart.
"Want to kill me? I want you to be buried with me!"
He pinched his neck tightly with both hands, and his huge body began to burn. He actually planned to use his body as fuel to completely burn Fang Cheng to death.
And a horn on the top of his head suddenly fell into the lake and transformed into a ghost Rakshasa again, but this time it was only four meters high.
He glanced back at his burning body and swam quickly towards the shore.
How could I, with such a noble status, stay and die with this lowly insect?
He wanted to go down the mountain to gather his subordinates and directly use military force to encircle and suppress all of Oni Yunji's forces.
She went against the traditional rules and brought helpers to see if Jiuguihu dared to stand on her side.
Just as he swam to the shore, there was a sudden sound from behind that made Oni Rakshasa's heartbeat almost stop.
"Where to escape!"
He turned around hastily, and Fang Cheng had already swooped down from the air, holding the demon knife in both hands, and slashed at him.
The ghost Rakshasa subconsciously raised his hand to resist, and with a swipe, the demon sword swept past with a sharp edge.
His forearm was cut off first, followed by half of his shoulder and neck.
With a pop, the Ghost Rakshasa's head rose into the sky and flew towards the shore.
The four-meter-tall headless body fell into the water, and a large amount of blood spurted out from the broken neck.
The Ghost Rakshasa's head fell on the shore and rolled a certain distance before stopping.
All the demon power of the ghost clan is stored in the two sharp horns on the forehead. As long as the horns are not damaged, the body can be repaired with the demon power.
The ghost Rakshasa desperately used the remaining demon power in his horn to block the wound on his neck.
His head swayed and flew up, ready to escape.
Snapped!
A foot fell from the sky and stepped on his head on the ground.
Fang Cheng was wearing a tight suit made of blood. He had one foot on his head and held the demon sword in both hands, raising it high.
"stop!"
Ghost Rakshasa's eyes widened with fear and he shouted: "I give up. If you dare to kill me, the ghost clan will definitely let you be buried with me."
This was the first time since childhood that he had faced death at such a close distance.
It wasn't until this moment that he realized that the bravery he was proud of was not that powerful. He couldn't defeat him with force, and he didn't have the courage to face death.
Fang Cheng smiled slightly: "Originally, I just planned to scare you, but you actually threatened me. I am most afraid of others threatening me, so I have to kill you to prevent others from knowing."
Ghost Rakshasa:......
Can I say it again?
Without giving the ghost Rakshasa time to react, Fang Cheng had already swung the demon sword with all his strength.
When Oni Yunji brings him in, Oni Rakshasa must die, otherwise violating the rules will damage Oni Yunji's reputation.
If she wants to take control of the entire Iron Palace with the prestige of a great victory, there must be no flaws that can easily be criticized.
The light of the sword fell, and accompanied by the sound of gold and iron, the two sharp corners on Ghost Rakshasa's forehead were neatly cut off.
His eyes were wide open and his mouth was open wide, maintaining a frightened expression.
The light in his eyes quickly dimmed until it completely disappeared.
Oni Yunji had already landed on the ground in the blood eagle and was standing not far away watching this scene.
it is finally over!
She muttered silently in her heart, and her tense heart suddenly relaxed.
For so many years, she has lived in the shadow of Ghost Rakshasa and regarded him as her biggest enemy.
Now I discovered that he was actually like this. Even his posture before death was so ugly, and it was even worse than his father.
Fang Cheng didn't have as many mental activities as Gui Yunji, and Gui Rakshasa didn't put much psychological pressure on him.
As the number of resurrections increased, Fang Cheng became more and more relaxed when facing enemies, and rarely felt nervous.
Of course, except for Evil God-chan, the gap between the two is still a question mark.
Fang Cheng walked over and picked up the two horns of Ghost Rakshasa.
There is still a slight black air coming out from the fractures of the two horns. It should be the evil air after the death of the monster. You can't tell it without looking carefully.
Compared with the monstrous evil spirit of the Ghost Lord, it is simply the difference between a fart and a methane pond.
Fang Cheng had just picked up the two horns and immediately felt the familiar heat flowing into his body along his fingers.
"Not the heart? For the ghost clan, the horn is the body?"
While thinking, several lines of prompts appeared in the field of vision.
Fang Cheng originally just took a casual look at it, but he was still looking forward to touching the two abilities of growing in size and breathing fire from the ghost Rakshasa horn.
But when he looked at it, he was shocked. The expression on his face couldn't be stretched, and he cried out: "Fuck!"
[Absorbing energy...]
[Life +12]
[Power of ghosts and gods +1]
[Pure Erosion Demonic Fire +1]
[System upgrading...1.68%...5.15%...7.61%...]
