The up-pick Yaoyi closed her eyes slightly, and flatly refused: "Want to pick up Yuefu Sang, idiotic dreams?" She asked rhetorically.
Before He Yungui could react, he shook his hand lazily, "Because I am a disciple of Luojiao, I have never been threatened, and I am not afraid of life and death. reality!"
"on-"
The red lips spit out a word.
Di Guangxuan was waiting for this moment, when Su Kui gave an order, he immediately raised his head and screamed, raised his double knives in his hands, his toes a little horseback, his body was like a wild goose, and he quickly rushed into the crowd.
Soon, the blood flickered, and countless heads had been harvested under the knife.
Led by his gang, the disciples dressed in black in the Yinluo Sect surrounded from all sides.
Su Kui sneered looking at them by surprise. It still came too suddenly, because the Luojiao has been in a state of affairs for so many years, how many generations of leaders has it been in? If it is so easy, a partnership of three or two sects will be able to get rid of Yinluo. Well, she is no longer the one she is today.
Because Luojiao is located on the cliff, the exit is surrounded by mountains, which is particularly steep.
But just like that, it is also a good place to hide. They feel that all the disciples in the huge Inra Sect are hidden in it. In fact, the mountains are connected to the inside of the Sect.
The underground secret passage extends in all directions. If there is an enemy invading, the disciples can quickly support from the secret passage and surround the enemy.
Just as at this moment.
She sat on the large seat that the maid had prepared for her, her face sloppy, her lazy eyes half-closed, and she watched this scene indifferently. It seemed that there was a peerless beauty in front of me, not the Shura hell that exuded a strong bloody atmosphere.
Su Kui only needs to open her mouth to command one or two, without her doing anything, Di Guangxuan can one enemy a hundred.
It was Yin Manshu's most powerful and loyal knife.
Duan Ziyin wandered among the enemy forces, raising the knife in his hand, frowning, and nauseating in his heart.
If she can, she really doesn't want to kill anymore. And she blamed all these sins on Su Kui. I feel that if she dies, because Luo Jiao is gone, there will be no disputes in the arena.
However, if there is righteousness in the world, there are evils, which is the same as Yin and Yang. Every existence has two sides, and it is the existence of the magic way that checks and balances the balance in the world. If the magic way is gone, those decent people of them can really get along with each other in peace
There was a sword and a shadow in the back, but it wasn't as straightforward as the way of killing the devil.
What a naive woman—
Su Kui shook her head imperceptibly, her red lips were lightly raised, she rubbed her lips and looked at this scene with a smile.
He Yungui is struggling to fight, he is the leader of Guiyuan Villa, because he is a disciple of Luojiao, who is well versed in the principle of catching the thieves and the king first, more than a dozen disciples, dedicated to him. Even though he has a thousand martial arts in his body, he still can't use his fist.
Seeing this, Duan Ziyin secretly worried, she gritted her teeth, her eyes flashing. Raising the sword to pierce a person's shoulder, raising her foot to kick the person away, she tried her best not to hurt the life, and walked quickly among the enemy army, all the way to He Yungui.
He Yungui, who was set on fire, was sweaty. He was still careless after all. If this goes on, the people he brought will be buried in this Shura field.
The brain spins fast, constantly thinking about feasible strategies.