I am the only devil in the whole world of cultivation

Xie Zhengliu had actually expected that Feng Qianqi would not be weak before they fought, but even so, she did not expect that her almost half-immortal power could not even break through the opponent's defense.

The Wuji knife slashed at Feng Qianqi's body, but the other party's clothes were not even damaged at all, which made Xie Zhengliu feel troubled.

"What kind of skill have you obtained? This skill seems to have brought you unparalleled power. It's just wonderful. He is obviously just a monk and has never experienced the thunder tribulation of ascension, but he is strangely able to use immortal power. ." Feng Qianqi raised her hand and easily deflected Xie Zhengliu's attack. He looked at the young monk with interest, inevitably becoming curious about Xie Zhengliu's specialness.

Xie Zhengliu had no intention of talking nonsense with Feng Qianqi. She poured her immortal power into the Wuji Knife. After receiving sufficient energy, the immortal weapon flashed with light and finally regained some of its former powerful appearance.

Xie Zhengliu took advantage of the situation and slashed at Feng Qianqi again. This time, he actually cut off the opponent's arm.

This scene fell into the eyes of the monks on the flying boat, making them all feel lucky.

Apart from other things, although Xie Zhengliu had never given them a good look when he was the Demon Lord, with her here, the group of demons really did not do any heinous things except besieging the Evil Punishment Sect.

Even when they started to attack the monks, it was because Cong Feng, the former leader of the Evil Punishment Sect, took the initiative to lead the attack, so the demons naturally fought with them.

Moreover, the powerful people have advanced cultivation and cannot be harmed by the demons at all.

But the disciples raised by this guy, Feng Qianqi, could ignore the difference in cultivation and just suck the luck out of them.

Even if they didn't know what kind of skills Zhao Qingwu and Feng Qianqi used, they didn't fully understand the truth.

But wanting to take away the luck of the entire cultivation world for one's own use, could this be done by a good person?

Now that Xie Zhengliu has told all the truth, he has saved them from being drained of their luck and dying without knowing it. The other party has now returned to the path of cultivation and is no longer the master of the demon realm.

Realizing who is the greater threat, the monks naturally know who they should help.

So after seeing Feng Qianqi finally injured at the hands of Xie Zhengliu, these monks were all excited.

It's a pity that before they were happy, they were surprised to find that Feng Qianqi's broken hand had grown back out of thin air!

The opponent's body no longer seemed to be a human body. His injured part would not bleed, and Feng Qianqi would not feel pain.

This is like a puppet magic weapon, but the person who controls it is attached to this magic weapon.

"Not bad, you have made progress so quickly. Compared to Zhao Qingwu, you really surprised me." Feng Qianqi still had an unknown smile on her lips, "If the person I was interested in was you. That's good, even if I can't use my father's identity to control you, a smart and motivated apprentice with real sword bones is much more cost-effective than a stupid daughter who doesn't know how to advance or retreat."

Zhao Qingwu, who remained motionless on the side, listened to this silently, her eyes turning red with jealousy.

Xie Zhengliu was not affected by Feng Qianqi's words at all. She just raised the awakened Wuji Knife and attacked Feng Qianqi again and again, even if her front foot was cut off and the back foot would recover.

But Xie Zhengliu also realized that the healing speed of the other party's wounds was slowing down.

It's just that Feng Qianqi doesn't mind exposing this weakness at all, because he knows very well that even if Xie Zhengliu sees this weakness of his, her immortal power will be exhausted by the Wuji Knife before exhausting his self-healing ability. .

Since this method didn't work, Xie Zhengliu simply changed the method.Her eyes swept over the other person.

You can recover if you cut off the arm or body, but what about cutting off the head?
As soon as this idea came up, it instantly occupied all of Xie Zhengliu's consciousness.

She poured a burst of immortal power into the Wuji Knife again, and now the Wuji Knife could be said to have unlocked another layer of power.

This time Xie Zhengliu no longer only targeted other parts of the man, but only focused on his head and neck.

Feng Qianqi is indeed very strong, and his swordsmanship is also exceptionally good.

But Xie Zhengliu is not a vegetarian. She has been a demon lord for so long. She has learned all kinds of magic weapons and magic weapons, and has hundreds of years of experience in fighting all over the world.

The demon lord born in the baptism of the battlefield is destined to be extraordinary.

When Xie Zhengliu burst out with all his strength and rushed towards Feng Qianqi, only the shadow of the sword and the light of the sword flashed in the sky, and the monks and demons below could not see their movements at all.

Everyone only knew that when the two of them stopped, Su Hengyu's body was covered with wounds of various sizes, while Feng Qianqi's head across from her rolled directly to the ground.

The head did not grow again, and Feng Qianqi's headless body fell crashing down.

Xie Zhengliu was not happy about this. She heard silence everywhere, and then a burst of cheers broke out on the flying boat.

Because Feng Qianqi died, the power he exerted on Zhao Qingwu also lost its effect.

Not only did Zhao Qingwu stop absorbing the luck of others, but the other monks were also able to break free from the control of Zhao Qingwu's technique.

It's just that stopping the exercises at this moment won't be of much use to these monks. After all, they have lost most of their luck, and it may be impossible to make up for it in this life.

Xie Zhengliu didn't listen to the cheers of the monks, nor did he care about how Zhao Qingwu was caught by the angry monks, and what fate he would meet next.

She just chased Feng Qianqi's body that fell to the ground, wanting to see clearly whether the Immortal Mingmeng died with Feng Qianqi, or whether he found the body and escaped.

Xie Zhengliu quickly landed in front of the corpse, but before she could lower her head to check, a misty light emerged from Feng Qianqi's corpse and hit Xie Zhengliu's head directly.

This scene startled Xie Zhengliu. She subconsciously raised the Wuji Knife and slashed at the light spot. Although part of the light spot was cut off, it still could not stop it from moving forward.

But in the blink of an eye, the light point penetrated directly into Xie Zhengliu's mind and rushed towards her sea of ​​consciousness.

"He wants to seize you!" Wuji's voice sounded in her sea of ​​consciousness. This immortal weapon who had been with Xie Zhengliu for many years and had already had a tacit understanding with Xie Zhengliu immediately realized the seriousness of the matter.

Xie Zhengliu naturally understood how dangerous she was at the moment. She didn't bother to explain to others, and immediately left here as fast as possible. She found an absolutely hidden cave nearby, and then used her last bit of reason to seal the entrance of the cave. stand up.

Then, all her consciousness returned to the sea of ​​consciousness, and she began to compete with the light spot for the right to use this body. (End of chapter)