Murderous atmosphere envelops three people, Ning Xiaolei's eyes are cold and terrible.
He never wanted to kill like this.
Even if Lei Dong had no way to kill him at that time, even if the leader of Lei Yun sect said he was a demon and incited people to kill him.
If a dragon has scales, it will die if it touches them.
Ning Xiaolei is not a dragon, but he has a scale. That's the person he cares about.
These three people dare to insult the poetic charm. Besides death, those who wait for them are still dead. They must die today.
Not only Ning Xiaolei, but also his poetic eyes are cold and terrible. I wish I could tell the story of three people being cut to pieces.
"Xiaolei, these three people are Xie Xiu. They are Li's three brothers who rank 64 on the wanted list. Don't be merciful."
The poem rhymes to shout a, in the hand the long sword comes out the sword, the evil spirit flickers suddenly, dozens of sword Qi puncture but come out.
Ning Xiaolei followed his figure and said, "even if they are not evil practitioners, they must die."
Angry Ning Xiaolei is not polite at all, and his hand is a white bone sword.
"Just you two little dolls, I'm afraid you don't know the power of our Li brothers. We'll join hands. In the middle of the Kingdom, we have to drink bitterness. In the later period, the practitioners dare not fight with us."
One of Li's three brothers said in a complacent tone.
However, they did not know that they were facing Ning Xiaolei, who was like cutting vegetables in the late period of the king's kingdom.
The evil spirit in his hand was injected into the white bone sword. In the laughter of Gaga, dozens of skeletons flew out.
After a sword, Ning Xiaolei followed by another two swords, enveloping the three.
"I don't understand, do I? I want to die. Our three brothers will help you."
Seeing that Ning Xiaolei ignores them, Li's three brothers look ugly. There are three black banners in their hands. A black fog comes out in the waving room, trying to block the skeleton.
What they didn't realize was that the black fog was useless to skeletons.
At this time, the sword Qi of poetic rhyme came and stabbed them in the chest.
"Scatter!"
One of Li's three brothers stood in front to deal with Jianqi, while the other two tried to stop the skeleton.
But by this time, Shiyun and Ning Xiaolei had already killed nearby.
"A sharp stab."
"White elephant galloping palm!"
The poem rhyme and Ning Xiaolei roar, attack in hand, roar and cut out.
But this is just the beginning. After that, the golden flame on Ning Xiaolei flies out, the sky thunders, the ground thorns rush up, and a series of attacks are launched.
And poetic charm, all kinds of exquisite swordsmanship, sword spirit, sword light flying, light shining, and these sword moves also have the power like Ning Xiaolei's golden flame.
"Damn, how can they be so strong?"
One of Li's three brothers broke into a cry and hurriedly used his means to cope with the attack of Ning Xiaolei and Shiyun.
Then he was distracted by two skeletons.
The rest of the skeletons followed, tearing wildly at him.
"No, my cultivation, ah, damn, what the hell is this?"
The man among the three brothers who were bitten by skeletons was frightened and yelled, trying to shoot down the skeletons. However, the skeletons were very flexible one by one, and it was not so easy to shake them off.
At this time, Ning Xiaolei and Shiyun see this, attack more crazy fierce, focus on taking care of the person who was bitten by the skull.
A moment later, there was a scream. In the other two's sad eyes, their brother was torn to pieces by the violent attack, and there was not even a complete skeleton left.
"Ah, dog men and women, I will kill you and avenge my brother."
The other two of Li's three brothers roared like crazy.
Ning Xiaolei cold hum: "don't worry, you will go to accompany him immediately."