"Don’t talk nonsense. Come on."
Xuan robe male finger in the eyebrows.
The eyebrows are shining to form a whirlpool of blood!
Xuan robe man stretched out his hand and pulled out a long knife from this blood whirlpool. At first, it was very small, and when it was pulled out, it was already swollen and murderous!
The blade is tattooed with blood.
The Xuan robe man’s wrist shook and the blade trembled, and the blood stains swelled slightly as if they were slightly raised, and the blood vessels were filled with blood gas!
"Knife?"
See Xuan robe man pulled out this long knife handle Su Mo leng a faint flash across what idea in my mind.
Without thinking about it, he was attracted by the mysterious robe man’s terror.
The Xuan robe man stepped out and turned his hand with a knife. It was simple and easy to face the cold inscription road flyover and directly blocked all his retreat!
"Don’t insult others too much!"
Road flyover Han Ming screamed a little and offered a cold light flashing flying sword between the eyebrows.
At the same time, Taoist Han Ming once again pulled out a defensive shield from the bag and injected it into the mana shield, which rose in the wind and suspended above his head!
Chapter four hundred and seventeen Witch heritage species
When!
The long knife cuts the flying sword and directly cuts the blade into two pieces.
Cold inscription road flyover poof a spit big blood.
This flying sword is connected with his life instrument Yuan Shen.
The life instrument was abolished, and the Taoist Yuan Shen was also hit hard by lightning!
And the Xuan robe male knife method is still sharp castration and heavy chop in the middle. The shield sends out a deafening attack!
Boom
The shield exploded into a pile of fragments.
Huge terrorist forces poured into Han Mingdao, and the human body was as sharp as a blade, cutting his internal organs, blood and bones into pieces!
Poop, poop, poop!
Cold road flyover Ming body surface clouds of blood fog broke out.
It was a knife that completely cut off the vitality of the cold inscription road flyover!
A luminous little man jumped out of the crown of the cold inscription road flyover in a panic.
Yuan Shen escaped from his OBE!
It’s a pity that the distance between the two sides is very close, and the Taoist Yuan Shen didn’t escape far, so he was chased out of the palm by the mysterious robe man and grabbed it in the palm and crushed it directly!
Without physical protection, Yuan Shen is too fragile and vulnerable.
In a blink of an eye, all the four Taoist sects have been folded in the hands of the Xuan robe man, leaving a blood crow palace Lord
The Lord of the Blood Crow Palace has just condensed out the method of solving the cold inscription, and the Taoist priest has already died.
The Lord of Blood Crow Palace clenched his teeth and waved his bone staff. He mumbled something obscure.
The skull at the top of the bone stick is gradually congested, like living, and the hole in the eyes is flushed with crimson blood.
"Blood bat coagulation!"
Blood crow palace palace Lord angrily drank a bone stick and pointed it at the Xuan robe man.
Buzz, buzz!