Chapter 481

"Little dance! Do you want me to die“

"Do you know how painful my heart is?"

Looking at xiaowuti's crazy attack with magic sickle, Tang San's heart is extremely painful. His voice is sad and he keeps shouting, trying to stop xiaowuti.

"Do you know how painful I was when you killed my mother?"

Xiaowu bites the silver teeth and doesn't talk to Tang San at all. The Luocha magic sickle in her hand is more and more easy to use. Especially Xiaowu's soft bone skill is close to the soul of war. When it is used together with the magic sickle, its lethality increases dramatically.

In addition, the little dance does not hesitate to consume the magic power, and launches the blink skill crazily.

Xiaowu is the God of death with a sickle. Strange and gorgeous death arcs are drawn out. Even if Tang San opens the purple magic pupil and the shadow, it is more and more difficult to resist.

Poof~~~

It's another dull sound of the magic sickle piercing into the body.

Tang San snorted, and a row of ribs were cut off by the magic sickle.

"Little dance! ~ ~"

Tang San's eyes shed a line of blood and tears again, but his deep and sad voice in exchange for the colder and fiercer scythe blade.

"Be careful!"

Jiandouluo really can't stand it. If it goes on like this, Tang San will be killed alive.

Sword Douluo a swing in the hands of seven kill sword, a sword cut to magic sickle, want to directly bring Tang San back.

"Go away!"

Xiaojiu's face is gloomy. He's watching a good play. How can he tolerate being disturbed? He just throws a soul ring to jiandouluo, making his nine rings become eight rings.

Then he kicked his foot on jiandouluo's face, and with a click, jiandouluo's nose was directly broken, and two nosebleed gushed out. He landed on his face and plowed a gully on the ground.

"Old sword!" Gu Douluo exclaimed and went to check jiandouluo's injury. He took a breath. Jiandouluo had another purple black shoe mark on his face.

"It's terrible. Is that the difference between man and God? It's a second, uncle sword. "

Ning Feng smacks his tongue. Jiandouluo has been blessed by God. He has reached the peak of level 99. Unexpectedly, he can't make a move in Xiaojiu's hands.

Jiandouluo spat out a mouthful of blood and yelled angrily, "I'm going to kill that smelly boy!"

His sword Qi is vertical and horizontal. It's like killing gods and combining man with sword.

This move can explode all the power of his body, and then burn the power given by God. Jiandouluo believes that he can kill God with one sword!

"Uncle Jian, don't be impatient

Ning Fengzhi shakes his head and looks stern.

Although jiandouluo is extremely angry, Ning Fengzhi will have to listen to him if he orders him as the master. This is the seven treasures Liuli sect. The master has the supreme authority.

"Lord, do you just look at it like this?" Jiandouluo is not reconciled.

"If God doesn't do it, we can only die. I won't do it!"

Ning Feng Zhi lightly looks at Tang San being killed by Xiao Wu crazily, as if it's none of his business.

Poof~~

Another sound of the scythe cutting into the body.

Tang San's one arm was also cut off. He gasped heavily. His lips were purple and his eyes were sunken. Like a ghost, he said, "little dance! Do you really have the heart to let me die? "

"I don't have the heart!"

Xiao Wu's eyes are sharp, her body bends in an incredible arc, and her magic sickle cuts Tang San's head at a more strange angle.

This blow, Tang San has no way to hide.

Seeing that the magic sickle was about to pierce Tang San's head, an arrogant figure came down in the sky. With a bang, he smashed the magic sickle and Xiaowu away.

Then the figures came down and surrounded Tang San. There were eight of them. They were the gods that the God of destruction sat down.

God of pride, God of emotion, God of jealousy, God of greed, God of greed, God of laziness, God of anger, God of desire.

It is the God of pride who smashes the little dance.

"Qibao liulizong, welcome the gods!"

Ning Fengzhi immediately saluted, and jiandouluo and others also saluted.

"Welcome God!"

Then, the snowy night emperor, the Star crown emperor, the avalanche Prince and others all knelt on the ground, their faces showed ecstasy, and the gods finally came.Xiao Wu is hurt by the power of God, and the magic sickle flies. She is about to pick up the magic sickle and fight again, but as soon as the arrogant God reaches out her hand, she sucks the magic sickle into her hand.

Small nine quickly stop small dance, his eyes excited, finally wait until the gods come, this time even came eight.

"The soul of war, the halo of war!"

With a wave of little nine's hand, five black soul rings appear at the foot of five of the eight gods.

"Originally, the limit of your halo of war is five!" A touch of disdain rose from the corner of his mouth.

Bibidong is the corner of his mouth with a smile, the arrogant guy on the opposite side is really easy to cheat!

Small nine hand a grip, eyebrow dark soul ring God pattern burst out of the magic power, and then the five black spirit of the divine light shining on the five gods.

"The first magic skill, speed evil ring!"

"The second magic skill, magic power evil ring!"

"The third magic skill, defend evil ring!"

"The fifth magic skill, power evil ring!"

"The sixth magic skill, evil ring of soul!"

"Go to hell!"

Small nine body speed suddenly burst out, a blow to the arrogant God.

However, what he didn't expect was that after the eight gods set up a magic barrier together, they pulled Tang San and ran back.

"Boy, today you get married, we'll let you into the bridal chamber and fight another day!"

God of greed laughs, a few people do not want to fight with small nine, directly run!

Xiaojiu's face was muddled after he broke the barrier. He didn't dare to chase after him because he was afraid that the enemy would pull him away. If he was led away, several gods would attack Wuhun City, it would be bad.

"Well, I'll get married first."

Small nine ha ha a smile, since already arrived, don't believe you don't come to attack?

"Xiao Wu, let's go back first. Tang San can be killed at any time."

"Mm-hmm!"

Xiaowu nodded, then took Xiaojiu's arm and said leisurely, "Xiaowu is obedient. Go back and marry Jiuge."

"No! ~ ~" How can Tang San let go of Xiao Jiu?

He yelled at the eight gods: "come on, kill Xiao Jiu, you can't let them into the city! Xiao Wu can't marry him. Xiao Wu is mine

"You have eight gods, and I am nine. Are you afraid of him alone?"

As soon as the arrogant God's face was cold, he raised his hand and slapped Tang San in the face. This hit was very heavy, and Tang San's teeth flew several times.

The face directly rubs the ground to slide, miserable incomparable.

Ning Feng Zhi and others are stunned. They can't believe it. They look at the eight gods and don't understand what they are?

At this time, listen to the arrogant God with a tired face

"Tang San, what are you?"

"How dare you command us and question us? You think you're my adult? "

"What we give you is yours. How dare you want what we didn't give you? Thunder, rain and dew are God's grace