Chapter 707： Prick

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The two women were pressed to the pool of blood and looked down at the people who were struggling inside, full of panic.

"Next." There was a black-faced gadget sitting over there, carrying a ledger in his hand, and a pen in his right hand, which tickled it.

"Sister Bing." Li Yaoyao watched the little devil want to push Bing Qingya down, and the whole person roared wildly.

"My woman can move you too?" A familiar voice reached Li Yaoyao's ear.

Immediately afterwards, the two ghosts who captured Bing Qingya turned into a smoke, and then dissipated.

Broken blade is a broken blade.

Li Yaoyao recognized it at a glance. Sure enough, the smoke disappeared, and Ye Xuan's figure appeared there.

"Husband, you are not dead?" Li Yaoya's face was full of tears, and his expression was very excited.

"How can I die? They are still too pediatric by their means." Ye Xuan lightly smiled.

As this sentence popped out, the surrounding blood pool **** scene dissipated directly, as if it had never appeared.

"Husband." Li Yaoyao's shackles were gone, and he rushed directly to Ye Xuan.

"Well, your sister Bing is still there." Ye Xuan touched Li Yaoya's head and said.

"Forget." Li Yaoyao made a little daughter gesture, then pushed away Ye Xuan, and then rushed towards Bing Qingya over there.

Lifting Bing Qingya, Li Yaoya kept checking what was going on.

"I was not injured." Bing Qingya said with a smile.

"It's fine without being injured." Li Yaoya was relieved.

"When did it come out?" Ye Xuan also came over and looked at Bing Qingya.

"Practitioners are a little irritated, so they came out and just saw the demon attack." Bing Qingya said softly.

"Well, help me to see the monster over there, and I will immediately solve the person in front of me." Ye Xuan caressed her face tenderly, very softly.

"Be careful, that person is very strange." Bing Qingya reminded.

"I will." Ye Xuan finished, turning his head with his broken blade and looking at the empathy over there.

The humiliation made me very confused at the moment, and I didn't believe it.

"Aren't you dead?" The embarrassed tempter asked.

"Dead? Lord Yan did not accept me, but instead asked you to go down for tea." Ye Xuanwan tasted.

"Not dead? Then let you die again." Zhu Xincai gritted his teeth.

"I thought it was so powerful, but it was so interesting that the villain, who only attacked by surprise, was killed by two of my two women, which is really interesting."

"Death." The empathy said, shooting a black air directly.

There is a rotten smell in the black gas, which is very unpleasant.

"It's useless." Ye Xuan sneered with a sneer and lay on the ground a little, then flew out directly.

"Kamikaze howling."

The fluctuation of spiritual power directly rolled up countless gusts of wind.

Those black qi, directly attracted by Ye Xuan, began to spin.

Slowly, the black qi was drawn very long, as if growing on Ye Xuan's legs.

"Go back to me." Ye Xuan roared, and the tiny tornado was like a black pillar, directly smashing past.

Come fast and go back faster.

The embarrassed envoy didn't expect Ye Xuan to fight back like this, pinched a recipe, and another burst of black gas burst out.

"Bang." The two same forces directly collided, and the surrounding black air diffused.

"I said, it's useless." Zhu Xin waved his big hand, and the black gas directly entered his body.

However, after the black gas disappeared, a volley of sword gas directed at him.

Jian Qi crossed his shoulders and brought out a trace of blood.

Stretched his hand and touched the wound on his shoulder, he licked his own blood without any expression.

"Is it still hard, don't you like the feeling of blood pool hell, I will let you experience it slowly." Ye Xuan said darkly.

"It depends on whether you have that skill. When the Tianmen came out, the world changed, and two people were damaged at once, which really damaged the post." The commander said slowly.

"This era is not yours anymore. It is unnecessary to come out. I will send you back here." Ye Xuanjian pointed out, and a shot of sword air covered the sky and shot.

Feeling the sky full of sword spirit, Zhuxin slowly took out something like a dagger from his arms.

But compared to the dagger, this weapon in his hand is even more weird.

It is only 20 centimeters long, like a spike.

The ketones and dark body give a very permeable feeling.

"Old man, it's been a long time since I have fought side by side." Blood Chi Zhuxin gently stroked the weapon in his hand.

Ye Xuan only felt that since the heart took out that thing, the momentum of the whole person had changed and became more gloomy.

And that pressure also began to shroud Ye Xuan's heart with the appearance of the strange weapon.

This is the real commander, and the target cannot be pierced, and the commander is not the real commander.

The prestige of the Yuan infantry period also appeared immediately.

"Is this the real strength to burst out?" Ye Xuan muttered.

Bing Qingya and Li Yaoya over there are now fighting against those monsters. The formation outside the city has been rushed into by the monster, and that is the last resort.

The artillery fire continued, but in front of those monsters, it was too much force.

"Zhu Xin stabs blood that must be seen." Zhu Xin said coldly, looking at Ye Xuan.

Suddenly, Zhuxin turned the whole person into a black line.

Ye Xuan saw this, his pupil shrank, and his broken blade came again.

Countless broken blades are suspended in mid-air, ready to attack directly anytime, anywhere.

But even so, Ye Xuan still felt something was wrong, a danger that directly enveloped his heart.

"Go to death." Suddenly, Zhuxin actually appeared on the left of Ye Xuan.

Zhuxin thorn has appeared in Ye Xuan's face door, but in the blink of an eye, Zhuxin thorn passed through Ye Xuan's body.

"I'm here." Ye Xuan's voice came directly from behind.

The figure in front of him disappeared directly.

"Is it a phantom?" Blood Chi Zhuxin secretly said.

"Illness." Ye Xuanjian pointed a finger, and countless broken blades rushed directly towards the blood pool Zhuxin, the scene was very spectacular.

"Stop me." Zhu Xin made a roar, and then, the Zhu Xin thorn in his hand actually changed color, covered with blood red, flashing a little strange light.

Countless broken blades converged into a small point, and rushed to the scorpion over there.

The heart spurs ahead, and the light shines.

The tip of the needle faced the Maimang, the first contact with the broken blade burst out like this.

The momentum of the collision has eclipsed the world, countless bursts of breath, and the vibrating air kept ringing.