Chapter: 4222
Stretch out your right hand and flick it lightly.
Puff...
Blood was scattered on the ground, and an arm fell to the ground at the same time. The ghost's figure retreated tens of feet, and distanced itself from Ning Qi, looking solemnly at his broken arm, with a flash of disbelief in his eyes, If he hadn't reacted quickly just now, he might have been split in half with one knife!
What kind of knife is this? How could it actually hurt the human-devil body that he had condensed for countless years?
"Pity."
Ning Qi smiled.
He knew that such an opportunity would never come again.
The madness just now was also done on purpose by him, in order to make the other party take it lightly and get closer.
However, he was sure of one thing, that is, the dragon-slaying sword can still hurt the masters of the demon stage. Before that, Ning Qi was not sure about this.
"hiss……"
The surrounding demons gasped, and looked at this scene in disbelief. Lord Demon actually had his arm cut off by a half-step human demon? The eyes they looked at Ning Qi were filled with horror.
"How could he hurt Master?"
Enlusi looked at Ning Qi in disbelief, and Yugu was also shocked. As a direct disciple of ghosts, she knew the strength of ghosts better than ordinary demons. , This sentence is not for nothing, logically speaking, the masters of the human-devil stage stand there, motionless, and do not defend themselves, and the existences below the human-devil stage cannot possibly hurt them at all!
"It's the knife."
Finally, everyone reacted one after another, and their eyes fell on the dragon-slaying sword in Ning Qi's hands. Their eyes were shining, and the sword that could hurt the masters of the human devil period must be a magic weapon!
"Even if Mr. Beixuan loses today, at least he won't be unknown. If he can cut off an arm of a monster, I'm afraid that even the arrogance of those super tribes can't do it?"
Zi Qingyue and the others did not leave, but mixed in the crowd, their eyes fell on Ning Qi, and all kinds of splendor flashed in their eyes.
"A knife that can hurt demons can also kill demons. If this knife is in my hands, my strength will be directly comparable to that of half-step demons..."
Lingxu Wutian's eyes are very fiery. In the huge Lingxu tribe, there are only three practicing madmen who stay behind closed doors all day long. They have the title of half-step human demon and are regarded by the elders in the tribe as the real pride of heaven. The cultivation resources on them are not comparable to even a hundred spirits, so he wants to step into this realm even in his dreams!
"You, fine."
The ghost looked at his broken arm indifferently, and with a thought, the broken arm on the ground flew into the air and came towards his wound.
Although his expression was plain, there was a trace of joy in his heart. Not only did the other party have a skill that moved his heart, but this knife was also a magic weapon, which was an unexpected joy. Qi, maybe he can break through the shackles in front of him, and Ning Qi has become a treasure of great value in his eyes!
"Want to go back? No way."
A burst of sword light flashed, and the severed arm that was about to fly in front of the ghost suddenly turned into minced meat. Seeing this scene, the ghost twitched involuntarily, and a faint anger rose from his eyes .
"hiss……"
Seeing this, the surrounding demons took a breath and looked at Ning Qi, as if they were looking at a lunatic.
Ning Qi didn't care, there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he and the other party must be endless, and he was afraid of offending the other party?
"Forget it."
The ghost muttered lightly to himself, and the next moment, his figure appeared behind Ning Qi, and he slapped Ning Qi on the back of his heart.
The huge force caused Ning Qi's back to sag suddenly, and his body shot towards the distance like a cannonball. It seemed that the ghost didn't intend to keep his hands. Before Ning Qi landed, his figure moved again and appeared in Ning Qi On the other side, Qi gave another palm.