Liu Qiankun poured all the spiritual energy sent by Lan Ling into the long sword. The long sword made of ordinary cold iron was overwhelmed and exploded, severely injuring the pig demon.
"Ah!" The green-faced pig demon screamed in pain and retreated. Unexpectedly, the pink fist of the blue spirit doll on the sword leaf stretched out and hit the pig demon's shoulder.
Snap!
There was a harsh sound of bones breaking, and the huge body of the green-faced pig demon jumped out ten feet away, and landed on the ground with a bang, creating a human-shaped pit in the ground.
"Ahem!" Liu Qiankun coughed and walked over. His face looked a little pale, which showed that it was not easy to be slapped by the pig demon.
"Is that guy dead?" He pointed at the pig demon crawling in the distance.
Lan Ling smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I'm afraid it's just a serious injury!" Then his blue pupils shrank and he looked at Liu Qiankun in surprise as if nothing had happened.
"You, you were slapped by the pig demon..."
"Hehe! You didn't die, did you?" Liu Qiankun asked with a wry smile.
Lan Ling nodded heavily. Although he didn't know the explanation of the hanging word, it was not difficult to guess its meaning.
Liu Qiankun didn't answer. He turned his hand and took out a cold iron spear. He held it in his hand and walked quickly towards the direction where the pig demon fell. If he couldn't take the opportunity to kill the wild boar, there would be endless trouble!
Unexpectedly, as soon as he got closer, the pig demon on the ground jumped up and kicked Liu Qiankun with his legs, so fast that only a cyan afterimage was left.
Liu Qiankun was on guard for a long time. He swung the spear in his hand to block the thunderous leg. Boom! A huge force bent the spear body and hit him in the chest. His strength was so strong that it was almost abnormal.
His body felt like it was struck by lightning, and he took three steps backwards.
He quickly threw the cold iron spear in his hand that was as curved as a folding ruler at the pig demon, and he quickly retreated. The green-faced pig demon did not pursue him, and stretched out his only arm to slowly pull out the cold iron spear stuck in his face.
The iron fragments caused him to grimace in pain, and his big blood-stained face looked even more ferocious and terrifying.
"Hahaha!" The green-faced pig demon laughed angrily and said: "Good boy, this great immortal really made a mistake this time. If I don't crush you to ashes, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart!" The sound was like muffled thunder, shocking.
The stalactites in the underground palace were buzzing.
Liu Qiankun didn't answer. He leaned over and grabbed handfuls of gravel from the ground with shaking hands and shot it at the pig demon. Whoosh whoosh...the sound of breaking through the air could be heard endlessly.
Lan Ling behind him was stunned. This strange behavior made him puzzled. The pig demon was covered in skin and flesh that could not even be hurt by a cold iron weapon. Is this kid crazy?
The green-faced pig demon did not dodge, letting the locust-like rocks wrapped in aura hit him and turn into powder and disperse, and he moved towards Liu Qiankun step by step.
"Come here quickly!" Lan Ling couldn't help shouting, but unfortunately Liu Qiankun didn't seem to be aware of it. He still quickly grabbed gravel from the ground and shot it at the pig demon.
"Boom!" The green-faced pig demon was hit by a handful of gravel again, but this time it flew out like a kite with a broken string. A piece of blood mist rose in the air...it flew more than ten feet away before landing suddenly.
, a large blood hole opened in his chest, and even his inner palace was beaten into mince. His eyes were wide open, his face was ashen, and streams of blood foam kept pouring out of his seven orifices.
A generation of demon heroes died in the underground palace without any explanation. Maybe he couldn't understand that a handful of gravel could be so powerful at the moment of his death!
Liu Qiankun patted the stone chips on his hands, stood up slowly, put an evil smile on his lips, and murmured: "Who said stones can't kill pigs?" After saying this, he slowly walked towards the corpse of the green-faced pig demon.
Go aside...
"Hurry! Demon baby..." A childish scream came from behind.
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