The Demon Lord was instantly annoyed.

It is not without reason that he hates Taiyi Sect the most among all the sects.

From top to bottom, they are all the same.

He had a deep impression that when he was entangled by those old guys before, the damn Fang Jinxing also said that he was "too old" and other similar words.

Oh shit.

The Demon Lord couldn't bear to hear such words, his eyes turned cold rapidly, and the next second a long sword appeared in his palm, his sword skills were strange and varied.

This was really beyond Gu Xia's expectations. She was a little slow in dodging and her shoulder blade was pierced directly.

The sound of "Puchi" was the sound of the sword piercing into flesh.

Gu Xia did not pause for a moment. She quickly grabbed the sword that was about to stab deeper into the body. The moment her palm touched the demonic energy, her skin and flesh were torn apart. She leaned back and kicked the Demon Lord hard in the chin.

Because the distance was close enough, the kick was real, and the force was so strong that her body flew backwards, and the long sword that pierced her shoulder was pulled out, leaving a string of blood.

A horrible hole suddenly appeared at the wound, and bright red blood gushed out. Gu Xia bit the hemostatic pill and crushed it. The spiritual energy quickly poured into the wound, and the condition began to improve.

She couldn't help but sighed, "Is it that serious? Although there is a little unpleasantness between us, you were just blown up and not seriously injured, right?"

Demon Lord: "..."

Gu Xia definitely used a lot of strength in that kick. There was a clear shoe print on his chin and he laughed in anger.

You call this a little fucking unpleasantness?

He had a gloomy face, but his hands did not stop moving. He continued to strike with several sword energies, grinning grimly: "You didn't do any serious harm to my body, but you caused great insult to my spirit."

Thinking of the scene where he was caught off guard and his tear glands became uncontrollable, the Demon Lord's face turned green.

He had never been so embarrassed in his life.

The point is that it was so embarrassing to burst into tears in front of a teenage kid.

It would be difficult to vent his hatred if he didn't kill Gu Xia.

Gu Xia exclaimed, she didn't expect that this Demon Lord was such a face-conscious person.

She held the sword across her body, not daring to be careless. She originally thought it was just a coincidence, but she didn't expect that the Demon Lord's swordsmanship was so... exquisite.

Blame her for being stereotyped.

Mainly the demons encountered in the past, any demon cultivator with a cultivation level above the Spirit Transformation level didn't seem to care about sword techniques or knife skills. In comparison, they preferred to look down on others and enjoy the absolute suppression brought by their cultivation level.

Or just slap your opponent and send him to heaven on the spot.

Originally, the Demon Lord thought the same, but he miscalculated a little. Pressure had no effect on Gu Xia, and this damn kid had maxed out his dodge skill, and his body was as agile as a slippery loach.

This caused the Demon Lord, who was completely enraged, to suddenly change his tactics, which actually worked. Relying on his realm which was much higher than Gu Xia's and hundreds of years more experience, he was able to suppress her in an instant.

The sword technique was brutal and treacherous, and carried with it an unstoppable demonic energy. It was extremely dangerous for Gu Xia to deal with it, and he might be killed if he was not careful.

In a short while, the girl's clothes were completely stained red with blood, and then turned into large solidified dark spots.

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