"Boom!"
Just then, the black robe on the demon cultivator suddenly burst apart, revealing before Xu Taiping a body with skin charred black as coal, yet extraordinarily burly and emanating a terrifying aura.
Sensing the fluctuations of an aura filled with destruction coming from the man, Xu Taiping could now confirm that the man before him was indeed a demon cultivator.
According to the sect's records, demon cultivators, like martial artists, placed great importance on tempering their physiques.
The difference was that their methods of tempering their physiques were exceptionally bloody and cruel, and physiques tempered in this way often looked exceedingly frightening.
"Roar!"
At that moment, the Flying Jiangshi Girl, who had been lying motionless on the ground, suddenly leaped up.
Then her black hair transformed into countless sharp swords, all stabbing toward the demon cultivator at once.
Facing the Flying Jiangshi Girl's attack, the demon cultivator remained unhurried.
With a relaxed expression, he freed his other hand and threw a punch straight at the strands of hair shooting toward him.
"Bang!" Amid the tremendous crash, countless strands of the Flying Jiangshi Girl's black hair snapped, and the demon cultivator's punch sent her flying straight backward, slamming heavily into the courtyard wall.
At the sight of this.
The male flying jiangshi roared again, then abandoned the woodcutter's knife in his hand and instead gathered all his strength to punch at the demon cultivator.
Facing this punch, the demon cultivator curled his lips upward, neither dodging nor evading, letting it strike his body.
"Bang!" Amid the heavy collision, the male flying jiangshi's fist struck the demon cultivator squarely in the chest, but the demon cultivator's body did not budge. Only the ground beneath his feet cracked apart, piece by piece.
"My turn."
The demon cultivator snorted coldly, then raised his