"Die. The blood-scythe roared in anger and waved the blood-colored scythe in his hand repeatedly.

The shadow of the knife flew, cutting through the surrounding space, and the evil qi filled the entire space.

Yuan Ming stretched out his hand, and the ghost sword appeared in his hand. Smooth sword-style swinging.

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect. "Yuan Ming jumped high in height, countless sword shadows transformed, as the Yuan Ming sword body fell, not only thousands of sword shadows fell, but also accompanied by bursts of ghost roars, but it didn't seem to have much impact on the blood sickle orc, only the sword shadow left a Dao sword wound on the orc's body.

The mandarin duck stretched out his hand, and a seed quietly rolled to the ground.

Then it began to grow wildly, burrowing out of the ground by force.

Huge vines rise from the bottom and then grow huge fruits.

After the fruits cracked, one by one the living beings jumped out of it and slew at the Blood Scythe Orc.

Blood Scythe was lying on its stomach with one human or orc after another, greatly hindering his movements.

Yuan Ming took the opportunity to dance the sword, the sword body was chic, and the sword aura was awe-inspiring.

"Roar, look for death!" said the Blood Scythe Beastman pointed at Zhu Minglang with his finger.

Zhu Minglang couldn't help but wonder a little when he saw the blood sickle of the Blood Scythe Beast Man throwing it towards him.

Isn't there something wrong with this guy's brain? With so many people around him not killing, how did he accurately find his position, and did he do something indescribable to him? Why did he look so bitter and hateful, as if he was willing to break his body into thousands of pieces?

Yuan Ming's sleeves were raised, and a red sword light burst out of the air, and the trembling sound was like a dragon and phoenix crying.

The red sword light slashed towards the left hand of the Blood Scythe Orc under the control of Yuan Ming, and those guys who possessed the Blood Scythe Orc frantically attacked the Blood Scythe Giant. It seemed that it hurt to be caught, and the Blood Scythe Giant turned around and grabbed one with one hand and stuffed it directly into his mouth, chewing it heavily. Then he turned around and pounced on Yuan Ming again.

Fortunately, Yuan Ming had already prepared, and with one hand on the top, the jade coffin appeared, and he forcibly lifted the blood sickle orc, threw it hard, and threw it out.

Yuan Ming stepped back, his fingers moving, and the ghost leaped back.

The process of the ghost sword flying back in front of Yuan Ming, a dance in the air, the sword light criss-crossed, and intertwined into a black sword net in front of Yuan Ming, on which the ghosts roared, and the ghosts roared.

The Blood Scythe Orc couldn't advance or retreat, turned around and aimed at the others, and stuffed one hand directly into his mouth, chewing vigorously.

"Not good!" Seeing that the breath on the Blood Scythe Beast began to climb and recover, the mandarin duck exclaimed.

This blood sickle beast man itself is a collection of dead people's blood, and now letting him devour the blood of the living is not sending him nutrients?

After receiving the supernatural powers, Mandarin Duck chose to stand quietly aside, and her non-participation in this battle was the greatest help to Yuan Ming.

"Die!" the eyes of the Blood Scythe burned with rage like torches.

Holding the blood sickle in his hand tightly, the blood wave that jumped up was full of murderous aura, and rushed straight to the location where Yuan Ming was.

"The eagle strikes the sky. "The Yuan Ying Sword style turned, and it was another killing move.

Seeing this, the blood sickle orc did not retreat, but advanced, and then laughed gloomily.

"Be careful. ”

The blood-colored giant scythe ran to the back of Yuan Ming's head at some point, and was about to cut off Yuan Ming's head in a posture of returning the bag.

A silver sword stretched out from Yuan Ming's back, blocking the giant scythe, and then pushed it back with a strong push.

Xiao Yi jumped out from behind Yuan Ming and stood side by side with Yuan Ming.

"Why, the shopkeeper's canary is not in the store, but has to be carried with him?" said the mandarin duck chuckling.

This woman!

Yuan Ming was secretly annoyed in his heart, how could he provoke such an ancestor, and his ability to provoke trouble should be first-class.

It's too lucky.

I was almost captured and sold last time, but I still didn't escape this time, what is the situation with this blood sickle orc.

Yuan Ming is going crazy.

Mentality, whew, mentality.

Yuan Ming tried to calm himself down.

The sword qi slashed wildly, swaying with sword light, as if it didn't want money, and it fell out piece by piece. And the Blood Scythe Orc is like a lost lamb, no, a lamb to the slaughter, powerless to resist.

The blood sickle orc was trapped, and he was extremely annoyed at the moment, and he stretched out his hand to grab Xiao Yi and eat one or two, but after encountering it, his strength was unexpectedly inferior to this Xiao Yi, which was really surprising.

Xiao Yi fell hard, slammed the blood sickle on the ground, and used force back and forth, beating this guy to a great extent, and it was difficult to find the direction when he stood up.

Then a sword stabbed directly into the Blood Scythe's chest.

The Blood Scythe Orc was so humiliated that he chose to blow himself up, and the filthy blood poured all over the cave.

Yuan Ming and Xiao Yi were also contaminated with some, Yuan Ming was okay, after the blood fell on his body, he was directly killed by the Death Dao.

The mandarin duck was even more prescient to take out a huge lotus leaf to block herself, and not a drop of dirty blood fell on her.

Xiao Yi was different, his body was covered with dirty blood, and then Yuan Ming saw that Xiao Yi's mood was not quite right, the whole person sank his head, his eyes were red, he suddenly raised his head, stared at Yuan Ming deadly, and quickly took out his sword to kill Yuan Ming.

"Oh no, she's defiled. Mandarin duck said.

"What then?" asked Yuan Ming.

"I don't have any other way, will the shopkeeper have some purification spells?" the mandarin duck said quickly.

"Purification? Yuan Ming summoned a white full moon, and the light fell on Xiao Yi's body, and after the dirty blood was irradiated, it did fade, but it still didn't look like it was completely clean.

The small side is painful.

"Kill me, coffin master. Kill me. ”

Seeing this, Yuan Ming cut his little finger with his sword, and the blood flowed out, which turned out to be gray, and quickly pressed it on Xiao Yi's eyebrows.

A scream was heard, and then it was gone.

The blood on the little one's body was cleaned up.

"Whew. Yuan Ming took his finger, he was afraid that the mandarin duck would see it, but now that he looks at it, most of them haven't seen it yet.

The blood is different, it will inevitably cause some unnecessary trouble, although it can be explained as the reason for the exercises, but after all, it is a bit far-fetched.

"She just called you, coffin master?" asked the mandarin duck curiously.

"You heard it wrong. Yuan Ming said lightly, obviously not wanting to answer her question.

The Blood Scythe Orc blew itself up, and naturally there were no bones left.

All that remains in the cave is a huge bed of rocks.

Pushing away the stone bed with force, there was a cave below, and a large number of magic weapons and spirit crystals were stored inside, which was enough for a monk's lifetime of cultivation.

This blood sickle orc is also pitiful, if it weren't for the irritability of his spiritual power in the past few days and then caused a riot, he must have been dormant like this, knowing that a time that he thinks is right will appear.