Chapter 1172

"You didn't?! Have you met them? Right? "

Yan'er Fang wants to argue, but suddenly realizes that the pressure is greater, so big that she doesn't even have the strength to speak.

In her panic, she blinked and tears fell down her cheeks.

The angel of the demon God's lips finally showed a sneer: "how? Now do you dare to admit it? "

That's true, but the pressure has eased a bit.

Yan'er gasped: "master I was curious That's why I secretly went to see them But I didn't do anything... "

The demon god suddenly seized the back of her head and raised it rudely.

"Do you think if you do something, can you still live now?"

Yan'er's heart trembled, and quickly answered: "master, Yan'er knows that he is wrong, and dare not!"

The demon God stopped and threw her down.

"Hum! Read you with me for so many years, I'll spare you this time! If you dare to have the next time, you will not let it go! "

"Yes

Yan'er is afraid of sitting up, shortness of breath, drooping eyes, eyes flickering.

Again raised the eyes, but also restored the gentle color, cleverly knead the shoulder and beat the back for the demon God.

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space cage!

Under the bloody killing, the most important thing is to have a good weapon.

It's a sharp weapon for killing people!

"Poof!"

In the blood spatter, colan struggled to kick the man away.

It takes twice as much effort to kill people.

In contrast, Ling Luoyu's soul blade in her hand is still as smooth as flowing water.

It's fun to kill.

The silver tooth bit lightly, and colan swung his sword again to meet a heavy hammer.

"Bang!"

When the two collided, colan's sword finally could not bear the gravity and broke in response to the sound.

The strength overturned, and her feet were unsteady, and she staggered back.

A soft force broke into the body and stabilized her figure instantly.

Without waiting to turn his head, he has a long sword in his hand.

Although heavier than her sword, it is extremely sharp when used.

Colan was stunned!

Where did Ling Luoyu hide such a sword?!

However, she could not help thinking more, scolding and fighting to kill.

Ling Luoyu's eye light glances toward the ink Xuan dust and LAN Ruo. The two sides are crowded with blood. It's hard to see what.

Compared with Ling Luoyu's hard-working killing into a dog, Mo xuanchen is very relaxed.

He stands on one side of the space, forming a vacuum space about one meter around his body.

Everyone can't see his existence. His eyes just pass by and kill others.

It's not that they don't want to kill, but they dare not!

To put it simply and directly, you can't kill it!

A man waved a long knife and called out to kill him. The blade of the sword directly cut into the head of Mo xuanchen.

His eyes were gloomy and indifferent. He didn't look up, as if he didn't see the blade. He was as quiet as dust.

Just as the blade of the knife was about to be cut into a bun, he suddenly made a move, and then he stopped as fast as lightning.

Turning his hands, his hands have a warm, still beating heart.

The knife wielding man stopped in an instant and had a bad feeling in his heart.

"No! "

his eyes drooped in horror.

Sure enough, there was a big bloody hole in his chest.

Only then did he feel the tearing pain.

But the pain only lasted for a while, and it was no longer perceptible.

"Bang!" The knife fell to the ground, and he fell to the ground.

The blood splashed, and the people around him retreated three points consciously.

They'd better stay away from it to avoid misunderstanding!

As long as he is still alive, more than half of the people have seen him take out his heart barehanded!

He killed, simple, rough, bloody!!

Raise your hand, it's over!

For him, picking the opponent's heart is as easy as picking peaches in someone's field.

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