Chapter 134

Li Huan'er was the first son of the Demon Capital, and naturally had her means. How could he be scared by her illusion?

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaoxiao struck a palm fiercely toward Li Huan'er.

With a light laugh and a boom, the Li Huan'er before him was hit by Yang Xiaoxiao's palm.

Yang Xiaoxiao laughed loudly. He knew how powerful his palm was. Even if Li Huan'er was hit by this palm, she would be half-dead.

Yang Xiaoxiao looked closely, preparing to check the results, when he suddenly heard a scream and a roar.

The scream was made by Li Mo. Yang Xiaoxiao's palm had hit Li Mo's chest. This palm was truly powerful. Li Mo was beaten into pieces, his aura was weak, and he was nearly beaten to death. Yang Xiaoxiao had been facing Li Mo all along, but Li Huan'er had transformed Li Mo into her own appearance.

The roar was made by Li Xiu. After he turned into a Ghost King, his consciousness was affected, but after several previous encounters, he had suffered heavy losses many times at the hands of the Yang Xiaoxiao transformed by Li Huan'er. At this time, he was actually injured by Yang Xiaoxiao. He could no longer distinguish which was true and which was false, so he decided to kill first. Li Xiu pointed at Yang Xiaoxiao.

Ghost fog condensed before Yang Xiaoxiao, and a tall ghost corpse appeared before Yang Xiaoxiao, striking a palm toward Yang Xiaoxiao. At the same time, Li Xiu's true body appeared behind Yang Xiaoxiao. Li Xiu would not stop until he killed Yang Xiaoxiao this time.

As a Demon Son of the Yang Family, Yang Xiaoxiao naturally had the Yang Family's supernatural ability—Gang Body.

A thin layer of Gang Wind suddenly surrounded Yang Xiaoxiao. He met the ghost corpse with a palm.

With a boom, the ghost corpse was scattered, but the Gang Wind on Yang Xiaoxiao's body was also shattered, and a huge Demon Power plus death aura invaded Yang Xiaoxiao's body. Yang Xiaoxiao opened his mouth to scream, but couldn't make a sound. Yang Xiaoxiao's face turned rosy for a while, then deathly gray. He nearly passed out.

This was not over yet. Li Xiu had already arrived from behind. Li Xiu was now a Ghost King, naturally more powerful than a ghost corpse. This palm blocked all directions for Yang Xiaoxiao to escape.

Yang Xiaoxiao was shocked. If he took this palm, he would be crippled if not dead.

Yang Xiaoxiao circulated his Demon Power to the limit, his Gang Body appeared on Yang Xiaoxiao's body, and then his true body fled backward.

But that right leg turned to mud by Meng Su held him back. Originally, Yang Xiaoxiao would squat on his right foot and then use the rebound force of the ground to bounce his body out.

At the critical moment, his right foot went soft, causing the force he exerted to be only half of what it usually was.

Yang Xiaoxiao could have originally escaped a hundred feet away, but this time he only escaped fifty feet.

Li Xiu struck a palm on Yang Xiaoxiao's Gang Body, and the huge palm force shattered Yang Xiaoxiao's Gang Body.

Yang Xiaoxiao, who had escaped fifty feet, met Li Huan'er's true body.

Or rather, Li Huan'er was waiting for him here.

At this time, Yang Xiaoxiao had already been beaten half-dead. How could he resist Li Huan'er? Although Li Huan'er was also injured, she was not as severely injured as Yang Xiaoxiao.

Li Huan'er struck a palm toward Yang Xiaoxiao's head.

Yang Xiaoxiao had just steadied himself, his breath not yet settled, when Li Huan'er's palm transformed into a huge illusion, covering Yang Xiaoxiao's entire person under the palm.

Then, Li Huan'er's "Small Illusion Like Truth" unfolded, the illusory palm turned into a real palm, and she grabbed Yang Xiaoxiao's hair.

Girls like to pull hair and scratch skin when fighting. Li Huan'er was no exception.

Li Huan'er grabbed Yang Xiaoxiao's hair and twisted it, and Yang Xiaoxiao's head was twisted into a twist in a strange posture.

This stifling posture made Yang Xiaoxiao's movements inconvenient. Li Huan'er extended her left hand and slapped Yang Xiaoxiao's smooth cheeks a dozen times in a row.

Slapping faces, little girls also like it.

Yang Xiaoxiao was furious in his heart. In just a day or two, he had already eaten two meals of slaps. A mouthful of old blood pulled at the wound injured by Li Xiu and sprayed toward Li Huan'er.

Seeing Yang Xiaoxiao open his mouth, Li Huan'er guessed he was going to spit blood. Girls love cleanliness, so how could she let Yang Xiaoxiao's blood stain her? She kicked Yang Xiaoxiao flying with one foot.

I don't know if Li Huan'er did it on purpose or if Yang Xiaoxiao had bad luck. This kick kicked Yang Xiaoxiao right in front of Li Xiu.

Li Xiu had just shattered Yang Xiaoxiao's Demon Body, and Yang Xiaoxiao arrived in front of him again. Li Xiu grabbed Yang Xiaoxiao's neck and punched Yang Xiaoxiao in the face.

Yang Xiaoxiao suffered successive blows. The situation was originally a gang fight against Li Huan'er, but now it had become a situation where he was being abused.

Li Xiu was not Li Huan'er. He punched Yang Xiaoxiao until his face was blooming, and blood splashed on Li Xiu's face.

Stimulated by the blood, Li Xiu extended his scarlet tongue and licked the blood from the corner of his mouth. Stimulated by the smell of blood, a cruel expression appeared on Li Xiu's face. He opened his bloody mouth and bit Yang Xiaoxiao's neck.

The unlucky Yang Xiaoxiao was controlled in Li Xiu's hand and couldn't escape. He could only watch the big mouth spitting fishy wind bite his neck.

Yang Xiaoxiao let out a pig-like scream.

At this time, although Yang Xiaoxiao was passive, his Demon Power could still circulate. Yang Xiaoxiao circulated his Demon Power to seal his blood vessels.

Li Xiu sucked hard a few times, but sucked nothing, and cursed angrily: "What kind of ghost thing, there's no blood." Then he kicked Yang Xiaoxiao flying to who knows where.

Kicking Yang Xiaoxiao away, Li Xiu looked at Li Huan'er in the distance, his Illusion Power circulating, feeling that he seemed to have hit the wrong person and hammered his own helper. He was annoyed in his heart and shouted: "Li Huan'er, you can only use some small tricks, but this time no matter what, it will be difficult for you to escape alive. Go to hell."

At this time, Li Huan'er no longer ran away, looking at Li Xiu with a playful face, teasing: "You are still as stupid as before. No, you are even stupider than before. The one who should go to hell is you."

Li Huan'er's momentum changed, all her injuries recovered. "Small Illusion Like Truth," this injury was also faked.

Li Huan'er, who had recovered to her peak, suddenly transformed into countless Li Huan'ers. These Li Huan'ers shuttled through the Great Hall and disappeared.

There were four more people at the scene, strictly speaking, four more ghost corpses.

"Since I can transform into you, I can naturally transform into your ghost corpses. You don't even understand this basic logic, so I say you are stupid. Everything you calculated is under my aunt's deduction."

After Li Huan'er finished speaking, she revealed her true form.

The four transformed ghost corpses met the ghost corpses summoned by Li Xiu.

Shi Xiaoxiao used pills to heal the injuries suffered by Liu Rushi and Li Bai. At this time, Li Mo was already half a cripple. He had lost his fighting power.

Li Huan'er, Li Bai, Liu Rushi, and Shi Xiaoxiao surrounded Li Xiu, and a great battle unfolded again.

Everyone fought fiercely on the Great Hall, their energy stirred, Demon Qi rolled, even if Li Xiu transformed into a Ghost King body, Li Huan'er and the four of them were all experts, and Li Xiu was soon beaten to a pulp.

But Li Huan'er didn't seem to want to kill Li Xiu. She was waiting for something.

Half a stick of incense later, the four ghost corpses summoned by Li Xiu and the ghost corpses transformed by Li Huan'er perished together, turning into death aura and dissipating in the underground world. Li Xiu was basically in a state of being beaten.

But the sound of hoofbeats like raindrops came from afar. These hoofbeats caused resonance in the underground world. The entire Great Hall vibrated regularly like an earthquake.

Li Xiu was already on his last breath, his Ghost King body was beaten down, revealing his true body.

The four stopped attacking after hearing the sound of ten thousand horses galloping.

Li Xiu stood up with difficulty and laughed wildly: "Haha, they are here, you just wait to die."