Chapter 61: Your Sword Is Mine

"Roar!"

The black-armored warriors approached the demon beasts step by step with their halberds, and this group of demon beasts was also short-tempered, and before the black-armored warriors could get closer, they took the lead in waving their claws and showing their teeth and pounced.

Although the warrior has black armor to protect the body, the claws of the demon beast are not ornaments, and when the claws go down, the armor is cracked, and even some warriors are directly caught and the flesh is blurred, and the wounds are terrifying.

Especially the giant ape beast, don't look at its serious injuries, but these black-armored warriors not only can't help it in a short time, but it seems to have killed themselves.

However, the black-armored warriors can crush this group of demon beasts in terms of quantity, although they can't take this group of demon beasts for a while, but when the demon beasts are almost consumed, they will become the souls of the halberd.

Mo Baoyan on the side looked at all this with an indifferent expression, and there were still two black-armored warriors by his side to protect him.

"You two don't have to stay here, go up and kill those demon beasts!" Mo Baoyan ordered the two black-armored warriors beside him.

This one-star giant ape beast must be extraordinary in its spiritual core, and if it is taken, it will definitely be able to increase its cultivation speed.

"Your Highness, I'm going to ...... later"

The two black-armored warriors were embarrassed and said that the responsibility of the two was to protect His Royal Highness the Crown Prince closely.

"Presumptuous! I don't even listen to the words of Prince Ben, do you want to rebel?"

Mo Baoyan interrupted the words of the two black-armored warriors with a vicious voice, and the most hated thing in his life was that his subordinates dared to disobey his orders, and his face was unhappy at the moment.

"Yes!"

The two black armor's hearts trembled, and they said in unison, and then joined the battle with their halberds.

On the other side, Leng Xiaoshan, who flew over, had been peeking at a corner for a while, and his heart had a measurement.

The young man in white clothes with gold silk looks like the son of the powerful, and he must be so fat that he can't be fatter, and if he wants to rob it, he should rob this kind of person.

This kind of gentleman, I don't know how many people's fat and ointment have been collected at home, Leng Xiaoshan feels that he should do the right thing for heaven and rob the rich and help the poor.

Of course, the "poor" of Ji is Leng Xiaoshan himself.

The demon beast and the black-armored warrior in front of him were fighting, and the white-clothed young man was alone, which was a good opportunity for him to experience the sinister nature of mosquitoes.

If you wait for the demon beast to be completely suppressed, then the opportunity will be completely lost, and then it will undoubtedly challenge many black-armored warriors.

"Master is here!"

Flapping his wings, Leng Xiaoshan flew like an arrow, and looking at the young man in white was like looking at a moving treasure trove, both excited and greedy.

Mo Baoyan, who was watching from the sidelines, was admiring the battle of the trapped beasts of the demon beasts, his eyebrows moved, and he noticed that someone was sneaking up on him.

Turning his head to look, it turned out that it was not a person, but a monster beast bigger than a fist pounced, and the monster looked at him like a fat sheep.

This gaze made Mo Baoyan very unhappy, this kind of gaze could only be him looking at the demon beast, not the demon beast looking at him, and there was a wave of anger in his heart at the moment.

Drawing his sword and slashing at the unknown kind of demon beast, Leng Xiaoshan easily dodged this sword with a turnover.

"It's... Mosquito... How can there be such a big mosquito!"

When he saw the demon beast that attacked him, Mo Baoyan exclaimed, he had really seen it for a long time, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that there were mosquitoes bigger than his fists.

How many people's blood does a mosquito of this size have to suck?

"Good sword!" Seeing that Mo Baoyan was holding the sword in his hand, Leng Xiaoshan saw that it was extraordinary at a glance, and praised it immediately.

"Brute, look for death!"

Looking at the greedy eyes of this fat mosquito, Mo Baoyan knew that he had paid attention to the sword, and his anger rose at the moment, and the murderous aura escaped.

The silver sword slashed towards Leng Xiaoshan with the momentum of a white rainbow piercing the sun, and at the same time emitted a dazzling light, and Mo Baoyan showed a sneer, wanting to split this lowly mosquito in half with a sword.

"Bang!"

A sword slashed over, directly splitting a tree in half, and the broken tree instantly smashed to the ground, making a loud noise and raising a lot of dust.

However, he didn't hit the mosquito, not only did he not hit, but Mo Baoyan didn't even know the trace of the mosquito.

"Your Highness, watch out above!"

The two black-armored warriors who were fighting against the demon beast paid attention to Mo Baoyan's side, after all, they were the prince's personal guards, and when they saw a demon beast on the prince, they shouted urgently, and prepared to come out to support.

"Idiot, I'm up there!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Xiaoshan knocked Mo Baoyan on the head, and Mo Baoyan, who was hit on the head, was suddenly dizzy and staggered to the ground.

The stars on the top of Mo Baoyan's head rotated, and when he woke up for a while, he touched the top of his head, not only was it hot and painful, but also a big bag.

"Mosquito, dare to hurt the head of the prince, the prince will break your body into ten thousand pieces!"

Mo Baoyan said fiercely, and at the same time was about to get up and break this hateful mosquito into pieces, but just when his right hand was on the ground.

"Bang!"

Leng Xiaoshan knocked on the top of his head again, making a crisp sound, which was quite nice.

At this moment, Mo Baoyan, who was just about to get up, fell to the ground again, and at the same time had two bags on his head, one left and one right, like two horns, and his appearance was very funny.

"Brute, look for death, don't get out of here!"

The two black-armored warriors who rushed over were all shocked in their hearts, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is now like this, they have to be punished, and immediately shouted angrily, and at the same time raised their halberds to stab Leng Xiaoshan.

"Don't come here, or your Royal Highness the Crown Prince will die!"

Leng Xiaoshan said to the two black-armored warriors, and at the same time stared at Mo Baoyan's arm, I have to say that Mo Baoyan's thin skin and tender flesh are as simple as Ding Tofu.

"Stand down, don't come here!"

Feeling the pain of distance coming from his arm, Mo Baoyan suddenly came to his senses, and at the same time felt that his blood was frantically sucked by this mosquito, and he hurriedly drank back the two black-armored warriors.

"Mosquitoes, shut up!"

Seeing that the two black-armored warriors stepped aside, and the mosquito was still sucking his blood, Mo Baoyan scolded angrily at the moment.

As soon as he wanted to raise his right hand to strangle the fat mosquito, he felt more severe pain in his left hand that was being sucked blood, and quickly retracted his left hand.

[Congratulations to the host for successfully sucking the blood of the Qi Cultivation Seven Star Cultivators and obtaining 5 points]

Host: Leng Xiaoshan.

Realm: Nine stars of Qi training.

Evolution: Reach the first star of the foundation to get a chance to evolve.

Attack: 540.

Defense: 400.

Credits: 155.

"This blood is not bad!"

Leng Xiaoshan, who was full of blood, patted his stomach and said with satisfaction, it seems that this kid's life is very moisturizing, and he must usually be delicacies from the mountains and seas, spiritual food and spiritual juice, otherwise the taste of blood will not be so delicious.

"Boy, your sword is mine!"

After patting his stomach, Leng Xiaoshan set his eyes on the sword next to Mo Baoyan, the sword body was cold, and the sword aura was compelling, it was really a good sword.

Before Mo Baoyan could do the same, Leng Xiaoshan flew up.

[A good sword is detected, whether it is recovered]

"Yes!"

[Congratulations to the host for successfully retrieving a good sword and getting 150 points]

Host: Leng Xiaoshan.

Realm: Nine stars of Qi training.

Evolution: Reach the first star of the foundation to get a chance to evolve.

Attack: 540.

Defense: 400.

Credits: 305.