Chapter 3050

Everyone thought Liu Xing would beg for mercy, but he laughed.

It's not a big problem for him to join the dark world, but he can't bear to kill Tang Yi, xueqingtan and others behind him.

And the dark saint, first a daze, and then took the lead to say: "ancestor, absolutely not, I will not marry Liu Xing that son of a bitch, as long as he died, he must die!"

"Yang Zhiyu, shut up. There's no place for you to speak here!"

A dark voice from the patriarch.

Even he felt that it was the best choice to leave Liu Xing in the dark clan.

If such a peerless Tianjiao stays in the dark clan, it is quite possible that the dark clan will unify the Holy Land in the future.

Now the holy land is nothing, but there are too many masters in the starry sky, and there are many masters in the ancient relics sites. It is still difficult for them to eat all of them.

"Xin'er, don't worry, we won't hurt you. What's up, little guy? Do you think about it? "

That inquires Liu Xing's shackle boundary this word, all of a sudden angered a large dark clan master.

"Boy, are you too crazy? Together? Labor and capital alone, you can be easily destroyed

Before roaring Liu Xing's shackles world seven layers big round man old man, suddenly jumped out, pointed to Liu Xing, roared a few words.

Liu Xing took a look at the old man with seven layers of shackles, shook his head and said with a smile, "is the seventh floor of the shackles a great success? It's too weak. It's in my hands. It's also a second lost. You don't deserve to come up and fight me! "

"Oh, my grandmother, you little bastard, you really think you are very good, don't you? Look at the labor and management department today

The old man with seven layers of shackles was very angry in his heart. He said a few words with displeasure. He took out a nine level sacred weapon. When the Ninth level skill was working, he would kill Liu Xing.

"Ah, little Qinglong, you should be more leisurely and show mercy. Don't kill that little guy. We are still useful!"

Liu Xing, an old man of the ninth floor of the shackles world, said a word to the old man with seven layers of shackles.

"I know, I'll just make him pee. If my grandmother doesn't clean him up, he will be arrogant."

The master nodded his head and responded to the old man in a displeasure way. Turning over and flying, he slashed Liu Xing's shoulder with a knife and yelled at Liu Xing: "little bastard is dead!"

Liu Xing did not move, standing there with a smile.

"It's dangerous. Why didn't Liu Xing do it?"

"Oh, no, Liu Xing didn't move?"

Qingchan and others, one by one appear very worried, very nervous.

The ninth layer of the shackle world is full of energy, thinking that Liu Xing was frightened by the big round power of the seven layers of the shackles, and showed a relaxed smile.

And other dark friars, most of them thought that Liu Xing was a tragedy, and at least one arm had to be cut off.

Only Tang Yixue is relaxed in freehand brushwork and does not worry about Liu Xing at all.

The seven layers of the shackles are full of great roundness, and the great power cuts Liu Xing's shoulder with a knife. The sword technique has martial arts skills. The blade of the sword becomes larger and longer in an instant. The nine dragon shadows circle around and chop at Liu Xing, which is very powerful.

See Liu Xing not hide, also did not make a move, that shackle world seven layers of big circle full, big can smile, secret way: little bastard, labor will not be polite to you, first take off your arm again.

Seeing that the knife was about to cut off Liu Xing's arm, it was too late. At that time, it was fast. At the critical moment, Liu Xing finally moved. A sword swept up, and a bloody red sword rainbow was cut out in an instant.

Cha

With a crisp sound, the blade of the seven layers of shackles was cut off by Liu Xing and fell to the ground with a clang.

Ah?? How is that possible?

The seven layers of the shackle world were greatly shocked and fell down in accordance with the flight path. Liu Xing's long sword had reached his throat.

The seven layers of the shackles were full of energy, holding half a big knife in his hand, his arm trembled slightly, his face was pale, and his cold sweat was big and big.

The picture is fixed, and the scene is instantly quiet.

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