"Young brother, don't worry. Senior sister has already done two tasks, so she will naturally take good care of you."

As Li Meng spoke, her little finger quietly hooked Song Zhi's hand, and woke Song Zhi up from her thoughts.

Looking at Li Meng who was biting his thin lips in front of him, Song Zhi confirmed something in his heart.

Even the man who was as tall and mighty as a senior brother, and the handsome woman was queuing for him, he didn't like him, but he had a special liking for his own number. Could this senior sister be a lily, right?

Damn damn!

Although the senior sister looks sweet and has a very erect butt, she is the woman she has longed for every day and night, and she can't do it herself!

If the senior brother far away in the sky knew that he had an affair with Senior Sister Meng'er...

I'm afraid it's not as simple as spending the night with tears.

As a pure young man, Song Zhi longs for communication between hearts. Senior Sister Meng'er is so proactive just by virtue of her appearance, and it is really hard to impress his indifferent heart.

"I'm working hard for my senior sister. If there's nothing wrong, my junior brother... I'm going to practice my skills."

Song Zhi pulled out his hand and fist without a trace, finding a reason to be quiet.

Li Meng stood up very tactfully. She looked at the dodging gaze of her junior brother, and her aunt smiled. She shook her hands behind her back and took a step back and said:

"Junior brother, don't be too busy. If you have time, please take you to relax."

Song Zhi smiled politely and did not dare to answer the conversation.

Looking at the senior sister's back jumping away, Song Zhi quickly let out a long sigh and collapsed on the bed.

"Although the senior sister is a little greasy, the girl's hands are so smooth..."

Song Zhi sighed, after all, due to the self-protection mechanism of the human body, touching yourself is completely different from being touched by others.

It’s like tickling yourself without any itching from others.

"Damn, what am I thinking? There is still nothing serious about it."

Song Zhi rolled over from the bed, held an umbrella and came to the front yard carefully closed the fence door, and then stood under the eaves.

"The third level of the Nine-Turn Demon-Suppressing Ring: Solution."

As Song Zhi finished speaking, a stream of information instantly poured into his mind. Song Zhi, who was dizzy, half-kneeled on the ground, and supported his body with his hands in pain to prevent him from falling down.

“…screaming?”

Song Zhi whispered, saying the name of the new technique.

The third method of the Fox Destroys the Wansheng Art: Rebuke.

After resting on the spot for a while, Song Zhi barely got up and began to digest the new moves he had just learned.

Looking left and right, Song Zhi found a broken tiles blown by the wind and rain, and lifted them up with his left hand.

Then, he spread his right hand into a palm and gently pressed it on the tile...

Bang!

With a crisp sound, the tiles suddenly shattered into pieces and shot towards the yard. Song Zhi's own right hand could not control himself and swung backwards, as if something had bounced away.

Song Zhi threw away the remaining corner of the broken tiles in his hand, turned to look at his right hand, dragging his chin to reveal a thoughtful expression.

Then, he ran to the mud that was washed by the heavy rain, and this time he put his feet on it.

Bar!

With a sound of mud, Song Zhi retreated like lightning and avoided the splashing soil. Looking back, a semicircular pit appeared at the place where he just settled.

This time, Song Zhi roughly determined the application mechanism of this technique:

"Will mobilize the colorless divine power be repulsive at the moment of contact?"

Song Zhi, who thought the new technique would be a killer move, now he couldn't help but hold his hands in his chest and step on the wooden floor regularly with one foot, thinking about how to use this technique.

Just as Song Zhi was pondering, the voice of the demon fox suddenly sounded from the bottom of his heart:

"You unblocked another layer... Hey, is this time reprimanding?"

When Song Zhi saw that the demon fox took the initiative to speak out for the first time, he hurriedly asked: "How do you use this magic fox fairy? Let me teach you."

A green phantom floated out of Song Zhi's body, and the demon fox was floating in the air and raised his head with a stinky fart.

"Since you are sincerely begging me, I will tell you with great mercy."

The demon fox glanced at the round pit that was 'trampled' by Song Zhi and said, "Don't underestimate this move, this is one of the trump cards that I can become a demon saint."

Song Zhi blinked, thinking in his mind that this is the trump card?

The demon fox looked at Song Zhi and sighed with reminiscence:

"When I was in the demon world, there were very few monsters that could pose a threat to me, but there were indeed many people who were unwilling to provoke me..."

Song Zhi suddenly raised his ears. He had learned a lot about the human race stories from his senior sister. This was the first thing he heard from the demon fox to mention the story of the demon world.

Listening to the story of the Demon Saint, I am probably the first one throughout history.

"Even if my body is as good as a god, the war of demons of the same level will also face a death-worthy attack. The one that can make me fight against a group of monsters and sit firmly in the position of the Demon Saint for thousands of years is this technique: revenge."

"The changes in ‘repel’ are endless. Your current strength can only be used to apply repulsion on your body. In the future, you can use your formless realm divine power, just like me, to be almost immune to all physical attacks, and even to put outside to crush all enemies."

“That’s when it’s the realm.”

The demon fox looked at Song Zhi meaningfully, and it smelled like an old father looking at his son.

After listening to the demon fox talk, Song Zhi suddenly felt inspiration, and suddenly slapped his head and thought of something.

So he pulled out the sword from the storage space and asked the demon fox: "If I hold the sword, can I use the sword to activate the repulsive force?"

The demon fox was stunned and immediately said angrily:

"I am not a human, but I don't know how to use a sword. You don't know how to try it yourself?"

Song Zhi thought so, so he walked into the house with his sword and came to the backyard, posing for a sword-waving stone.

After hearing what the demon fox said, Song Zhi's mind flashed in his mind about the old Taoist priest chopping off the sword body. The sword was never a weapon created for head-on battles, and it was easy to break it.

But if you are surprised...

Song Zhi's eyes narrowed, and he no longer hesitated to sway the sword and chopped towards the stone. Just as the sword edge was about to slash against the hard stone wall, Song Zhi's colorless divine power wrapped in the sword body suddenly changed.

Scream!

Song Zhi took two steps back suddenly, his wrists being numb.

The hundreds of kilograms of Jingshi were about twenty centimeters shaken by this repulsive force. Song Zhi guessed that this was the distance he could repel at present.

Looking at the sword in my hand, the complete and sharp blade did not open the rip of the stone because of cutting the stone, which means that the sword has never touched the stone. The reason why the stone moves is entirely due to the effect of this repulsive force.

"Like two magnets that repel each other, is there a space between them that does not allow intersecting..."

Song Zhi inserted his sword into the soft gravel ground under his feet, and supported the hilt of the sword with one hand and thought:

"In other words, the weapons in my hand can also be used by me as an extension of my body. Then the repulsive force is not only a simple matter of counteracting the attack. If used in swordsmanship..."

Song Zhi's eyes lit up and his hands slapped:

"Yes, isn't the sect leader in the capital now? She promised me to meet again to continue teaching sword techniques."

Thinking of this, Song Zhi hurriedly pulled out his long sword and walked out the door while tying his hair.

"I can't let her run away this time..."
Chapter completed!