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Chapter six hundred and thirty first important person

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Several sharp ice cones broke out of the air and stabbed straight towards Xie Xian, the King of Hell, for his life!

Xie Xian's pupils shrank slightly, and immediately let go of the palm that pinched Nao Qiao's neck, and suddenly dodged to avoid the attacks of the ice cones. He looked furious and said, "Sikong Yunbing! You are deliberately unable to get along with Xie, right?

"

Sikong Yunbing once again transformed into a handsome man in blue clothes, stood in front of Nao Qiao holding the Ice Soul Sword, squinted his eyes and looked at Xie Xian, and said coldly: "Next time, if you dare to touch her again,

I'll cut off your hand..."

Xie Xian's mouth twitched a few times and said, "Do you know this stinky girl? Who is she you?"

Sikong Yunbing raised the Ice Soul Sword, pointed the sword tip to Xie Xian's heart, and said, "For me, she is a very important person!"

"So, are you determined to protect this stinky girl?" Xie Xian took a step back and avoided the sword's edge. If possible, he still didn't want to provoke this Ice Soul Vajra.

"As long as I am here, you can't touch her finger!"

The King of Hell's life-seeking hero Xie Xian turned his eyes, slowed down his tone, and said, "Sikong Yunbing... It's not Xie who wants to catch this little girl, the person who wants her life is the Demon Lord! This time he went to the Nanhuang Swamp,

Getting the green blood axe was also an order given by the Demon Lord to Xie! You are so embarrassed by this little girl, but I am afraid... it is hard for the Demon Lord to explain, right?"

Sikong Yun raised his eyebrows coldly and said, "As long as you kill you, no one will report to the Demon Lord!" After that, his figure flashed, and he rushed straight towards Xie Xian with the Ice Soul Sword.

"Boy! Don't think Xie is afraid of you!"

The King of Hell, Xie Xian, reached out to grab the void, and the huge blood-colored skull in the sky disappeared, and a red skull necklace was added to his palm. Xie Xian threw the skull necklace in his hand forward, and the necklace was on it.

The skeleton began to spin rapidly, and soon turned into a red residual light.

"Shasha, Shasha-"

Countless demon corpses emerged from the surroundings. Most of the demon corpses had incomplete limbs, and some burnt corpses also stood up from the ground and thundered at Sikong Yunbing!

Among these demon corpses, there were many short and dark green Jingren people. Unqiao recognized one of them at a glance, which was Wuman who led all the elders and young Jingren people to defect! This group of people traveled thousands of miles away

Escape to the Demon City, but unexpectedly encountered a catastrophe!

"Hahahahahahahaha--"

Xie Xian laughed wildly, the black robe on his body was swelling, and he gritted his teeth and said, "It's not that easy to kill Xie...! Two fists can't beat four hands, and evil tigers can't fight a group of wolves! Xie wants

Look, how you can beat these demon corpses by yourself!”

Dozens of demon corpses surrounded Sikong Yunbing and Lu Qiao in the middle. Sikong Yunbing shook his arms, threw out a sword light, and cut off the demon corpses in half. The broken corpses twitched

After a few times, he pieced together a random place and rushed towards Sikong Yunbing and Lu Qiao again.

What?

Sikong Yunbing was secretly shocked. These demon corpses were so resistant to the attack. Their bodies were split in half and they could not be killed!

"No! He is not alone! He has an old body..."

An old voice sounded from behind Xie Xian, and then Xie Xian felt a sense of energy coming towards the back of his head! He hurriedly pulled away and avoided the attack of the strong wind.

In the position he had just stood, an old woman with silver hair, less than two feet tall and covered in silver hair flashed out. She was wearing a rusty robe and holding a vine-wood crutch in her hand. The murderous intent that Xie Xian felt just now was from this one

From the vine-wood crutch.

Seeing that she failed to hit her, the old silver-haired woman slashed her vine and wooden crutches in her hand and then slashed towards Xie Xian's chest.

"Where did the crazy woman come out? Are you from the same group as these two people?"

Xie Xian dodged again to avoid the blow of the silver-haired old woman, raised his hand and pointed to Sikong Yunbing and Lu Qiao beside him.

The silver-haired old woman's body trembled slightly, her eyes were filled with tears, and her voice choked: "The old woman has made great calculations, but in the end she is still one step late..."

Dozens of Jingren soldiers wearing black armor walked out from behind the silver-haired old woman. A Jingren soldiers with curly hair and thick eyebrows walked up and gently patted the silver-haired old man's back on the back.

, said to comfort him, "Elder Wufu! Now that things have come to this, don't be too sad. This is the disaster for our Jingren people. Elder Wufu has tried his best..."

"Wulei! I'll leave it to you. You must try to save her life!"

Wu Lei looked up, bowed to Wu Fu, clasped his fists and said, "Person Wu Fu, please rest assured. As long as the last general has a breath, he will definitely swear to protect the safety of the young clan leader and the elder Wu Fu!"

Wu Fu shook her head and said, "No! I want you to take her out of here first, why don't you leave quickly-"

Wu Fu shouted at Wu Lei Duan. Wu Lei raised his head, looked at Wu Fu deeply, turned around and walked towards Wu Bi, waved the long sword in his hand, and solved the two heads beside Wu Bi one by one.

The half-demon saved Wu Bi. Then, he led the group of Jingren soldiers to break out of the siege without hesitation and ran towards the city gate.

Wu Fu watched Wu Lei and the others walk away, then turned to look at Xie Xian, the king of hell, with a sharp light flashing in his eyes, and he angrily shouted: "You terrible demon, you have killed all my tribesmen and refined their bodies into

Demonic Corpse! Today, my old woman is going to seek justice for my tribe members—”

After Wu Fu finished speaking, her arms and legs suddenly swelled several times, and the slightly curved vine and wood crutch in her hand also turned into a thick mace, entered an alienation state, and swung it towards Xie Xian.

Xie Xian grinned and said with a crazy smile: "It's you guys again! Since you've come to your door to seek death... Xie will do it!"

He opened his mouth and spit out a ball of black mist, and countless ink-colored nails flew towards the Wumu.

Wu Fu's eyes sank, and she naturally knew what these ink-colored spikes were. This was the thing that killed her tribe and turned them into demon corpses! She stopped and the mace in her hand rotated rapidly.

He got up and formed a rotating shield in front of her, blocking the ink-colored spikes.

Several demon corpses were waiting for an opportunity to pounce on her. Wu Fu poked out his hammer-like arm and smashed half of the head of a demon corpse with one punch! The body of the demon corpse shook a few times and pounced on Wu Fu again

Then, then

The mace in Wufu's hand danced like the wind, smashed the head of the demon corpse, smashing the body of the demon corpse into a pile of mud, and finally killing the demon corpse!

After several rounds, Wu Fu was exhausted and panting, and her alienation could not last long, but she had not yet approached the King of Hell to seek life, and she couldn't help but feel a little discouraged.
Chapter completed!
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