Chapter 2604

"It's not difficult to guess your origin. What I can't imagine is how you cheated elder Hu yanzan and Ji? What poison did they get?" Zhao Yuande asked with a little curiosity.

"Well... I'll tell you when you survive in Xiaoju's hands!" a faint smile appeared at the corner of Feng's mouth.

"Whoosh!"

Zhao Yuande heard the wind roaring in his ears. When they spoke, the little chrysanthemum appeared behind him again.

A fierce wind came. Under the monitoring of his spirit, he saw a dark ghost hand sticking out of the darkness and grasping it hard at the back of his neck.

His body shook slightly, avoided the attack of the dark ghost hand, and slapped his backhand at the void behind him.

"Boom!"

The void was smashed by him, and Xiaoju's petite figure rushed out from the fragmentation of the void.

Behind her, a huge shadow emerged. The shadow waved two lacquer black claws, which made Zhao Yuande feel the thrills.

"What's the relationship between you and thousands of ghosts!" Zhao Yuande felt the same breath of thousands of ghosts from each other.

"Thousand ghosts... Cluck! That's the first genius of our blood evil temple." Miss Feng's mouth tilted slightly, "and she's Xiaoju's brother!"

"What..." Zhao Yuande's face changed, "your blood temple..."

"Poof!"

Zhao Yuande burst out a blood light, and the whole man flew out and hit the wall of the room.

A scar with black blood appeared on his shoulder, and half of his body suddenly turned black. It was obvious that the painted nigger's claws had strong toxins.

"This... What poison is this!" Zhao Yuande's face changed miserably, his body was soon infected by black, and his mouth was constantly overflowing with dark blood.

"Hey, hey! This is Kuiba's poison. Even the strong on the seventh small step will die soon!" Xiaoju showed a cruel smile at the corner of her mouth and came to Zhao Yuande in one step.

"Your head is worth a billion Vulcan pills!" a cold and glittering black short sword in Xiaoju's hand cut directly at his neck.

"Zheng!"

There was a sound of gold and iron.

The black short sword cut on Zhao Yuande's neck and made a sound of metal collision.

"This......" not only Xiaoju, but also the other two were stunned.

This is the half step creation immortal treasure short sword equipped in their blood evil temple. Even the strong on the seventh small step can't bear the sharpness of this short sword.

"Not good..." Miss Feng's face suddenly changed.

"Get back!" Lingyu seemed to feel something and shouted.

Xiaoju was so close that she naturally felt something wrong.

"It's too late!" Zhao Yuande bounced up and slapped Xiaoju.

At this moment, the eight ice blue human suns in Zhao Yuande's body directly burst into blazing light. At the same time, the war immortal formula in his body was urged, and 36 times the power burst out at the same time.

He hated this little chrysanthemum very much. He pretended to be so clever and lovely. Now he felt goose bumps when he thought of the next meal.

I'm afraid even Zhao Yuande's own flesh can't bear this palm.

"Hum! You are still young if you want to sneak attack me!" Xiaoju sneered at the corners of her mouth at this time, and showed a bit of pride in her voice.

"Really?" a touch of sarcasm appeared at the corners of Zhao Yuande's mouth.

"This... What is this!" the next moment, Xiaoju suddenly felt that her speed seemed to slow down a lot, and her legs seemed to be trapped in a swamp.

"Bang!"

Zhao Yuande slapped Xiaoju on the chest.

"Poof!"

Xiaoju's body is like a piece of tofu, which is directly broken by this palm.

She couldn't find a complete bone in her whole body. She knew the sea and the sea of blood. The spirit was shattered in an instant.

"You... You're not poisoned!" girl Feng's eyes narrowed and some incredible exclaimed, "and just now it seemed to be the power of time!"

"What a cunning boy, we really underestimated you!" Lingyu retreated slightly and stood with Miss Feng, with a look of vigilance on her face.

In this Vulcan star domain, there is only one way of heaven, and they have never heard of the use of the power of time.

"Ha ha! I didn't expect you to be stupid! Naturally I wasn't poisoned!" Zhao Yuande stood up, urged by the immortal force in his body, and the toxin that almost dyed him black gurgled out along the wound.

Those toxins fell on the ground and instantly corroded the ground into a big pit.

"Hey! I just managed to control my skin and was cut by that ghost hand. Your attack is too weak." Zhao Yuande sighed, and his face seemed to show a sense of satisfaction.

"I'm afraid your flesh is no worse than fire. We really underestimate you!" a dignified color appeared in Miss Feng's eyes. "In that case, Lingyu can only give it to you!"

"All right!" Lingyu nodded and dropped his short sword and walked towards Zhao Yuande.

"Are you here to die?" Zhao Yuande said impolitely, and his body disappeared in an instant.

"Bang!"

The walking Lingyu's body exploded directly, and a pink mist dispersed out, enveloping the whole space in an instant.

"Oh! That's the move again!" Zhao Yuande lost his goal and showed a touch of surprise at the corners of his mouth. "It seems that that Huanji is also one of you!"

"Giggle! Yes, Huanji is also one of us!" Miss Feng's voice echoed in the space, "but she and Qiangui are not the most key figures. There is another person..."

"Bang!"

In the void, an unreal light burst into pieces, as if a colorful building came down, and countless graceful and unarmed women danced on the building.

The dancing posture of these women is soul stirring. If ordinary people look at it, their hearts will jump out of their chest.

When the building fell slowly, I saw a pair of young men and women entangled together, sitting with red faces, and bursts of decadent sounds came out of their mouths.

Even Zhao Yuande, who has been on the battlefield for a long time, has many beautiful wives and dependents and strong willed people. At this time, he feels a evil fire running around in his body. He wishes that a woman appeared in front of him and let him ravage Lin hard.

"It's really powerful. If this kind of fantasy were someone else, I'm afraid it would fall into it in an instant!" Zhao Yuande thought to himself.

Although he is still sober now, he dare not be careless at all. Opposite him are two killers who have stepped on the sixth small step.

If they had shot at the same time, they would have really posed a great threat to themselves. Unfortunately, they were too conceited and let Xiaoju die in their own hands.