The figure in front of him was very unreal, but the demonic aura on his body was particularly strong.
"Are you that monster?"
Zhao Huai narrowed his sword and bent it, and a sword shot directly towards him.
Uh-huh!
The unknown sword turned into a bolt of lightning and pierced the figure.
The gathered demonic energy dispersed and appeared in front of Zhao Huai again.
Although Mitsurugi's speed is very fast, it only works in a straight line. Whenever he wants to turn, he has to concentrate.
Suddenly it turned into a close combat, and a big furry hand stretched out in front of him and touched his Tianling Cap.
The black energy in front of him was rushing straight into his brain. It was obvious that the demon fox wanted to use illusion to control himself.
"snort."
Zhao Huai sneered, and the Sea of Consciousness Awe-inspiring Mind Technique suddenly activated.
The soul turned into a big bell and made a clanging sound. My mind suddenly became clear and my mood became clear.
The black energy couldn't get close to him.
And he could finally see the figure clearly.
It is a monster with a fox face and human body, with an extremely thick body and well-defined muscles.
"Smash!"
Zhao Huai shouted loudly, clenched his fingers and punched the monster.
The strength of the arm suddenly exploded, and the power brought by the peak of the will was unparalleled.
To compare strength? He is not vain.
There was a sound of breaking through the air.
Boom boom!
Boom!
Two waves of air swayed from the middle, and the two stone lions standing at the door shook and shattered.
"Extreme intention, open!"
Zhao Huai thought silently in his heart, and his strength immediately doubled to twice its original size, and the strength of his arms skyrocketed again!
Eight times the strength of the physical body was too much for the opponent to bear, and the monster with a fox face and human body was directly knocked away by the hammer.
Uh-huh!
At this time, the sword just happened to pass by on its way back. Zhao Huai turned over and walked on the sword. As the sword turned, it turned into a stream of light and galloped towards the fox-faced monster.
He felt that the monster's strength was almost at the eighth level of Qi training, but it was like an empty shell, lifeless.
"Roar!"
The fox-faced monster grabbed the gravel on the ground and smashed it into Zhao Huai's face piece by piece. The terrifying force made the gravel become extremely aggressive.
Zhao Huai stepped on the sword and moved forward with the sword. With the blessing of [Swift Walker], the speed doubled. The trajectory of every piece of gravel could be seen clearly and he could easily avoid it.
The next second, Zhao Huai jumped up in the sky and took the sword in his hand.
As he turned around, a force suddenly formed in front of him.
At this moment, time seemed to have stopped.
Take the sword.
Zhao Huai holds the cold iron in his hand, and his heart, spirit, and energy are integrated into one, converging the sword power into one point.
Suddenly there was a strong wind all around, even the trees were swaying, and everything in the street was moving, as if they were scared. This was the real art of drawing a sword.
"cut."
An inaudible whisper sounded.
From the oncoming street entrance, a strong wind roared past, like a plague of locusts passing by, and a sword energy shot into the sky, bright as day.
"Zheng!"
The sound of the sword was clear and sweet, and a white light cut through the middle, no more than ten meters away, and the sound echoed throughout the wind and cloud.
Even in the harsh scenery of the Prefect's Mansion, looking at the strong wind outside the window, you can feel this move.
The wooden door whistled in the wind, and a soaring air rose outside.
"So strong...power."
Yan Jing looked into the air and murmured.
At this time, in the alleyway, a huge deep ravine appeared in the middle, which was extremely eye-catching.
The body of the monster in the middle of the ravine slowly stagnated, and its head separated.
Only the torso was left, crumbling in the wind.
It exploded into pieces with a "pop" sound and scattered all over the ground.
Zhao Huai sheathed his sword silently, with no joy on his face.
Because in his eyes, although the monster in front of him was losing its demonic energy, it regrouped, left this place, and disappeared here.
In other words, this is not the demon fox's true body, but another clone.
The fox demon is not dead yet.
"A fox is a fox. He is very cunning. Every time he cannot defeat him, he will find another way to confuse himself."
Zhao Huai could basically conclude that this demon fox was no match for him.
But she is very cunning, and instead of confronting herself, she wants to use various strange methods to fight with herself.
The demonic aura dissipated, and the human body in front of him was nothing more than human skin.
The so-called fox head is just a thing woven from grass.
Zhao Huai discovered a strange phenomenon.
Those were these human puppets, and he found that none of them had eyes.
All the things on his face were his eyes rubbed by Niwan.
The eyes are empty and the expression is dull.
Seeing this, Zhao Huai had a flash of inspiration.
"The demon sees the divine eye with many faces...I seem to know what it means."
Zhao Huai suddenly realized.
As a result, he gradually understood some of the tricks of the fox demon.
Although this fox demon has a thousand faces, possesses many puppet human skins, has many tricks, and can change skins and faces, it can be said that it is not easy to find her.
But there is only one thing that the eyes cannot imitate.
There is only one real eye.
Maybe her eyes are her weak point.
Just as Zhao Huai was thinking this, he checked the hexagram again.
I don't know when, the misfortune quietly reversed.
[Hexagram 3: Encountering a demon in a great evil house. The demon has many faces and divine eyes. On this trip, the instruction you get is "blessing". 】
"I see, that's the key."
Zhao Huai smiled.
Seeing that the misfortune in front of me has finally reversed, this means that my direction is generally correct.
Sudden.
A black mist quickly passed through the sky, followed closely by a ball of blue light.
For a moment, the two colors of light collided together, erupting with astonishing power.
The black light and green light were like two clusters of glowing stars, lighting up the sky.
But soon, the green light dimmed and fell like a shooting star.
"What's this?"
Zhao Huai looked at the sky, and through the light, his eyes seemed to see a person.
The black mist in the sky did not linger, turned into a gust of wind, and quickly disappeared into the sky.
There was a "thud" sound from the ground, and someone didn't know what had landed.
Zhao Huai rushed to the place where he fell, which happened to be not far from him.
When the smoke and dust dispersed, they saw only a woman covered in blood, lying in a deep pit.
"is her?"
Zhao Huai stepped forward and was quite surprised when he saw the woman's face.
Because this person is the woman in the green skirt he met at the pawn shop!
She is a disciple of the Immortal Cultivation Sect and a monk at the Foundation Establishment Realm.
At this time, the woman in the green skirt was holding the sword tightly in her palm. She had slender eyebrows and thin mouth. Her delicate face was extremely pale. Her eyes were closed, her beautiful eyebrows were furrowed, and her expression was extremely painful.
She was coughing blood from her mouth, her long green dress was in tatters everywhere, and her long snow-white legs were stained with drops of blood, like bloody lilies, which made her look distressed.
He was still mumbling weakly.
Zhao Huai came closer and finally heard clearly what she was saying.
"The demon...suffer death..."
"The demon shall die?"
When Zhao Huai heard this, he murmured to himself, recalling the black mist just now.
Then he looked at the broken body of the woman in the green skirt and sighed.
"You can't just ignore it."
He picked up the woman in the green skirt and walked slowly towards the prefect's mansion.
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