Bang!

Half of the beak hit the ground.

Boom!

After the bird's beak fell to the ground, Gu Huo's huge body could no longer support her. She fell to the ground and prostrated herself in front of Chen xinglie. Only her neck was lifted up and she opened her eyes to look at Chen xinglie. Her eyes were full of hate.

Gu Huo Meimei can no longer speak.

The pain spread from the beak to the whole tongue, which made him twitch like a swing.

The beak of an ordinary bird can't feel pain, just like a human nail. It doesn't hurt much to cut it off.

A part of a person's nails grows on the flesh.

In the beak of birds, there is a slender tongue.

With this sword, Chen xinglie cut off not only Gu Huo's beautiful beak, but also his tongue hidden in the beak. Her tongue was cut off, and even though she had a thousand words, she had no chance to speak.

Except with the secret of transmission.

But at this moment, Gu Huo Meimei doesn't even want to say a word to Chen xinglie.

A winner is a loser.

It's life and death.

The demons can see more clearly than humans.

The Terran masters are fighting for each other. Maybe there are some moral principles in the world, such as "don't kill too much", "stay on the front line, and I'd like to see you in the future". However, the demon clan doesn't care.

Such as tigers hunting, wolves hunting.

The loser may even be reduced to food and eaten alive by the winner.

But.

Gu Huo Meimei doesn't speak to Chen xinglie, but she secretly uses her secret voice transmission technique and roars out a voice.

"Qianyuzao!"

Gu Huo Meimei roared: "do you want to wait for me to die before you come out to collect my body?"

Roar like thunder.

The sound was vast and mighty, and spread in all directions, setting off waves of ripples visible to the naked eye in the air.

This is another use of the secret of communication.

In addition to secret transmission, which is not known to outsiders, the secret of voice transmission can also expand the voice and spread the voice far away. If it can spread hundreds of miles, it is another advanced secret art, called "thousand mile transmission".

Whoosh!

A figure, like an arrow flying from the bottom of Liangshan Mountain, fell hundreds of meters away, and stood on the top of a towering ancient tree. Its body rose and fell with the swaying branches.

The mountain breeze comes out abruptly, raises the person's robe skirt, tightens the person's body's Cape, shows the curvilinear and orderly figure.

This is a woman.

Excellent figure.

However, the woman had a hat on her head, which covered most of her face with a silver veil hanging from it. She also wore a mask on her face, which only revealed a pair of eyes under the silver veil.

Well disguised.

Ordinary people really don't understand who this woman is.

Even if Duan Wuhuan is an expert in the spy room of the secret service agency, and is good at disguise and disguise, it is impossible to see the origin of this woman.

But in Chen xinglie's eyes, her disguise is nothing.

Even if she was disguised as a sow, Chen xinglie could recognize her.

Just because of Gu Huo Meimei's roar, he has already said his name.

Chlorella vulgaris.

The old witch in the palace!

Now, the old witch woman is standing on the top of the ancient tree, hundreds of steps away, looking at Chen xinglie and saying, "Mr. Chen, can you be merciful?"

But Chen xinglie raised the edge of his sword.

Qian yuzao's face changed greatly, and his tone was threatening. He said, "if you want to forgive people, why should you kill them all? Among the demon families, there are eight hundred demon immortals, so young master Chen is not afraid to be killed? "

Chen xinglie slowly turned around, with a smile as bright as the sun, and said: "what are you talking to me? The distance is too far and the sound is too low. I can't hear you. Why don't you come closer and give you a reply when you hear what you're saying

Compared with qianyuzao's voice, Chen xinglie's voice is actually small.

Qianyuzao used the method of transmitting sound. Although it was far away, every word was clearly transmitted.

Chen xinglie only talks in an ordinary voice. If qianyuzao is not a demon immortal, I'm afraid I can't hear him clearly.

But what about the demon fairy?

After hearing Chen xinglie's words, Qian yuzao did not get close to him. Instead, she retreated by hundreds of meters and landed on another treetop farther away from Chen xinglie. Then she dared to speak again and said, "Mr. Chen wants to kill me?"

"Not necessarily." Chen xinglie's tone is sincere.

"How do you say that?" Qian yuzao asked.

"If you're a beautiful young girl, I'm sure you'll let it go. However, if you are an old witch who has practiced for many years and is now very old, and makes me feel sick, you will have to kill her. " Chen xinglie's tone is a little leisurely.

The killingIt's like eating and drinking water.

Why does Chen xinglie have to be sharp?

However, qianyuzao retreated a tree in fear, but still felt unsafe. She stretched out her hand and pushed forward, showing a large shield that blocked most of her body, leaving only her eyes exposed from the shield.

"Don't be afraid."

Chen xinglie, seeing her appearance, felt a little ridiculous and said, "this seat is not a bad man."

Not a bad guy?

Qian yuzao secretly resented: "when the Terran master kills the demon clan, no matter whether the person is a good person or a bad person, whether he kills a good demon or a bad demon, no one will be soft hearted. Chen xinglie even fooled me by saying that he was not a bad man. He was deceiving me as a three-year-old child? "

With this in mind, qianyuzao wants to step back.

However, Xiaoliangshan is located in the capital city of Daliang. There are not many ancient trees on the top of the mountain. After she has retreated several trees in succession, she has no choice but to stand on the top of the tree with shield in hand and say, "I'm not a real dragon. I can't stand a sword in your hand."

Chen xinglie shook his head and said, "no, you are wrong."

Qianyuzao's eyes coagulated.

Chen xinglie raised his big sword and reached out to touch the bright white blade. His movements were gentle and soft, just like touching the lover's hand.

He made Zhao Yumeng shake his fist involuntarily. He suddenly remembered that Chen xinglie was not so gentle when she came here hand in hand with Chen xinglie just along the way.

Chen Lang

Zhao Yumeng murmured, slightly lost in the heart.

Right now.

Chen xinglie studied the big sword in his hand and spoke leisurely.

"I always treat all living beings equally."

"If you are low in cultivation, you don't have to belittle yourself because you are far inferior to the real dragon in the upper world. If your accomplishments are unfathomable, you don't have to be complacent because your strength is far beyond the real dragon in the upper world. "

"Under this sword, all beings are equal!"

When Chen xinglie said this, he turned his sword and pointed to qianyuzao.

But the old witch didn't believe it, and sneered, "a month ago, the God who was lying on the earth and the sky above Qingyun city could only be equal under your sword?"

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