Chapter 1289 Eight Ancient Tribes(2/2)
You are thin, but your vitality is tenacious, and you can cut at least four thousand swords."
The high priest just sneered.
Shangguan Jie directly cut off a piece of meat from the high priest.
Ya's technique is very awesome.
The sliced meat is translucent and light.
You can even see from here.
The cut high priest just felt a heat in his chest at the first time, and the pain that came later made the high priest groan.
Shangguan Jie no longer said anything nonsense.
The hand raises the knife and falls.
He cut Shangguan Jie's raisins directly.
Wang Han subconsciously rubbed himself.
A little phantom pain.
The high priest didn't say anything, so he stood up.
A few minutes later.
Shangguan Jie raised his sword and fell, and had cut about a hundred pieces.
The high priest's chest was covered with blood.
Wang Han looked at Shangguan Jie's technique.
If this is in Neon Kingdom, it would be called Lingchi Immortal.
Shangguan Jie began to untie the high priest's belt and prepare a piece of blood sausage.
The high priest finally couldn't help but shout.
"I said!"
Shangguan Jie had no intention of stopping.
He raised his hand and fell to the knife and cut a piece of flesh from the root of his thigh.
Slowly continue to slice meat.
Wang Han clamped his legs and looked at the former demon leader, and for the first time he felt the madness on the other party.
Shangguan Jie then took a piece of meat.
The high priest roared.
"If you want to enter that place, you must have pure ancient blood flowing on your body!"
Shangguan Jie still had no intention of stopping.
The high priest shouted again.
Chapter completed!