I'm catching monsters in Liaozhai

"Sila—!"

As the painted-skinned demon pulled out, it forcefully pulled out a beating heart from the leopard's body.

The golden leopard looked back, his eyes full of confusion, and then fell down with a "bang".

It didn't die immediately.

It was twitching all over.

Just lying on the ground, watching the Painted Skin Demon eat its heart in one bite...

After the Painted Skin Demon ate the heart, the wounds on its body healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

soon.

He recovered to look completely uninjured.

Such a scene.

It made Xu Lang and Duan Feixiong's hearts tremble.

They were not frightened that the painted-skinned demon had killed its companion Leopard, but the other party's strange recovery speed.

and.

Its scent has also changed.

A bit stronger than before.

The Painted Skin Demon looked at the golden leopard whose pupils were gradually dissipating and was no longer alive, and slowly said: "Brother Leopard, I will avenge you."

then.

Its gaze fell on Xu Lang and Duan Feixiong again.

"When we're full, let's have another fight."

"Tch, we were able to beat you to the ground just now. Even if we fight another hundred times, the result will still be the same."

Duan Feixiong said so.

The Painted Skin Demon looked at Duan Feixiong, licked his tongue, and said, "I wonder if your heart is delicious?"

"Come on, come and get it if you can."

Duan Feixiong said with great disdain.

"Okay, I'll take it now."

"Clang" sound.

The Painted Skin Demon crossed his hands and dropped them, and the long nails that had been chopped off grew again.

Xu Lang and Duan Feixiong were ready to fight again.

Sudden.

The Painted Skin Demon ducked, turned around and ran away.

Xu Lang and Duan Feixiong were stunned for such a big turn for a second before they realized what was happening.

"Chase!"

"Mad, this bastard is so cunning. He has come up with so many things just to confuse us."

Duan Feixiong cursed loudly.

"Knowing that I can't beat you, I still fight you. Isn't this what a fool would do?"

The Painted Skin Demon felt proud.

Simultaneously.

It's also sad.

The plan that had been planned for so long came to nothing.

After all, it underestimated the strength of these practitioners and overestimated its own abilities.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have found so many practitioners."

The Painted Skin Demon is upset.

However, it soon figured it out.

Where there is life, there is hope.

As long as he escapes this disaster, there will be many opportunities in the future.

Although there is no way to go back to being the king's head catcher.

But in another place, you can still be Capt. Li or Capt. Liu.

With its superb painting skills, it is not easy to change one's identity again.

but.

Just now.

The Painted Skin Demon felt his eyes blurred.

Followed by.

A white shadow rushed towards him.

When it reacted, there was a "bang" sound and it had received a solid slap on the chest.

It hit the ground directly.

"Old monk, you sneak attack on me!"

The Painted Skin Demon covered his chest and yelled at the white figure in front of him.

"It is disrespectful to reciprocate as courtesy."

Master Jingming walked over slowly and said, "You stab me and I slap you. Isn't this just an even match?"

"I want to leave, but you can't keep me."

The painted-skin demon snorted coldly and planned to escape in another direction. At this moment, a voice sounded in its ears.

"Really, where are you running away from?"

"Clang" twice.

Just slash at it with one sword after another.

It was Xu Lang and Duan Feixiong who were catching up from behind.

The Painted Skin Demon was so frightened that he rolled on the spot and managed to avoid the two attacks.

Master Huiyin, Chixue, Black Panther and others also gathered around.

And behind them, there were corpses of wild beasts.

It turned out that at some point, they had killed the bull demon and the tiger demon.

As for the other beasts, they must die or escape...

but.

The price paid by the demon-slaying team was quite high.

There were only a dozen people left.

I have to say it was tragic.

"You're a useless thing. You're just showing off, but in the end you just run away. You're such a disgrace to the monster."

Duan Feixiong looked at the Painted Skin Demon and said jokingly, "If I were you, I would have found a hole to bury myself in. It would be embarrassing here.

Ah, how could I be you?

But having said that, there is a reason why you are so shameless, because you have no shame at all.

Not even the skin. "

"If I don't run away, are I waiting for you to kill me?"

The Painted Skin Demon showed a helpless expression.

The fierce appearance just now is completely gone.

"Yes, but you have to die no matter what. Do you surrender obediently, or do we beat you until you surrender?"

Duan Feixiong said.

"What nonsense are you talking to him about? Just chop it down and avenge the dead."

Zhao Yuan said.

Before he finished speaking, he rushed forward.

"You dare to yell at me."

The painted-skin demon's eyes flashed coldly, and he jumped up suddenly.

A wave of sharp claws.

The resignation just now was just its disguise.

Now when I see someone, I want to kill it.

Naturally, you have to strike first.

"Pfft——!"

Before Zhao Yuan's knife fell, his head had already flown out.

It all happened so fast.

No one had time to react.

Zhao Yuan was too arrogant and thought he could control the painted-skin demon, but he didn't know that the painted-skin demon was a more terrifying existence than gorillas, tiger demons, and bull demons.

He paid for it with his life.

After killing Zhao Yuan, the painted-skin demon turned around and ran away.

"Zhao Yuan."

Chixue's eyes turned red immediately.

The victory was already certain, but at this moment, Zhao Yuan was killed.

"Son of a bitch."

Chixue was about to rush forward with a knife.

With a "clang" sound, the painted-skinned demon was blown away.

"Anita Buddha."

Just when the painted-skin demon was about to kill Chixue, Master Jingming recited the Buddha's name, stepped out, and blocked Chixue.

then.

One photo was taken.

"boom--!"

The Painted Skin Demon turned upside down several times before stopping.

"Old monk, I will fight with you today."

After saying this, the Painted Skin Demon rushed up.

But as soon as it took two steps, it repeated its old tricks, turned around and ran away again.

Just now.

A bronze sword fell.

"Pfft" sound.

Although the Painted Skin Demon reacted immediately, it was still much slower.

An arm flew out of the body.

Unwilling to accept his fate, the painted-skin demon covered his severed hand and tried to escape.

"boom--!"

Master Jingming clapped his hands.

Press it directly into the ground.

A big hole appeared on the ground.

"Buddha is merciful, Painted Skin Donor, if I don't kill you, you can commit suicide."

Master Jingming said this.

"Haha, Master Jingming is really so compassionate."

At this moment, a voice sounded in front of them.

Everyone looked up in excitement.

I saw an ordinary-looking old man walking towards me.

In his hands, he was holding this young man hostage.

"Master, save me——"