(Mid-Autumn Festival)

Xiao Yu's pupils shrank, he turned over his hand and copied out the scythe of ruling, spread his wings and flew into the air, looking at Yuwen Heavenly Demon condescendingly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Kill my subordinates, I can only say that their skills are not as good as others, and if they are killed, they will be killed, but they are my people, if I don't give them an explanation, my Yuwen Heavenly Demon will be ridiculed by that group of people, in this way, no one will dare to come to my guild in the future, so, I'm sorry, I'm going to take your life." Yuwen Heavenly Demon said this with a smile, like a smiling demon, taking people's lives as easily as eating.

"It's useless to talk too much, come on. Xiao Yu grabbed the scythe of judgment tightly with both hands, waved his wings, and rushed towards Yuwen Heavenly Demon.

"Even though I want to kill you, I'm not in a hurry for this moment. Yuwen Heavenly Demon unhurriedly took out a teapot from the small bag on his waist and tasted it.

"Taste your sister's tea!" After Xiao Yu saw Yuwen Heavenly Demon drinking green tea, he couldn't help but wave the scythe of ruling, and the scythe swept up the wind blade and smashed Yuwen Heavenly Demon's teapot.

"Young man, it's not good to die in a hurry, don't think about it, hurry up and reincarnate. Instead of being angry, Yuwen Heavenly Demon unhurriedly took out a teapot from the small bag on his waist and drank it deliciously: "Do you want to taste it?" This is the sword tea that Brother Dugu gave me, which can warm the natal weapon in my dantian and strengthen the body, which is a rare occurrence in a hundred years. ”

"I'll go to your sword tea!" Xiao Yu rolled up the wind blade again and chopped the teapot.

"Young man, I still have a pot, and are you sure you really don't want to take a sip, it will be beneficial and harmless. Yuwen Heavenly Demon took out a purple gold teapot and drank it.

"It's not me talking about you, how many teapots are there!" This time, Xiao Yu's wind blade didn't chop the teapot this time, only leaving a shallow mark on it.

"Boy, this is the purple gold teapot that Tianshan Tong gave me, the hardness is comparable to that of an A-level prop, how can it be chopped by a wind blade?" Yuwen Heavenly Demon's mocking voice was slightly harsh.

"So what?" the tip of the knife slashed smoothly through the teapot, tearing a crack and the water in the teapot gushing out.

"You, boy, An dare to chop up my last teapot, this is my last pot of sword tea, you are looking for death!" Yuwen Heavenly Demon was furious when he saw his tea gushing out continuously, and pulled out the seven-star sword on his waist and stabbed at Xiao Yu.

A strange smile crossed the corner of Xiao Yu's mouth, then his legs were slightly bent, and the scythe of judgment was raised above his head, and then turned into a shadow and passed through his body, appearing from behind the Yuwen Heavenly Demon, and the scythe of the ruling held high fell suddenly, and the tip of the knife was aimed at the Yuwen Heavenly Demon's Heavenly Spirit Gai.

A smile crossed the corner of Yuwen Heavenly Demon's mouth, and the hand holding the sword turned to the top of his head, and the tip of the sword pressed against the tip of the sword, provoking upward, and flicking the scythe of judgment.

"Boy, there are two brushes. Yuwen Heavenly Demon gently stroked the sword body, as if he was caressing his lover.

But when Yuwen Heavenly Demon touched an obvious crack in the tip of the sword, he was furious.

"You, how dare you!" Yuwen Heavenly Demon trembled his hands, and the seven-star sword in his hand was bright and dark, like a firefly in the night.

"I'm going to kill you!" Yuwen Heavenly Demon's right hand slammed on the blade, and a stream of blood sprinkled on the blade, and the seven-star sword suddenly emitted a rainbow light like blood, as if it was in a blood hell.

"Cut. Xiao Yu swung the scythe of judgment in his hand and slashed at Yuwen Heavenly Demon, the scythe blade slashed at the blood-colored seven-star sword, and the cracks quickly covered the entire sword, as if it would shatter with a slight touch.

"You!" Yuwen Heavenly Demon watched his beloved Seven-Star Sword turn into this look, scratched his head with one hand, and smiled gloomily.

"Very well, you forced me, and I didn't want to do this. Yuwen Heavenly Demon incorporated the Seven Star Sword into his dantian, and then his entire body began to swell.

Yuwen Heavenly Demon stretched out his right hand and put it on the back of his neck, pulling out his vertebrae, blood poured into it, and the entire vertebrae exuded a sword-like edge, and the miraculous thing was that he himself did not collapse to the ground because the vertebrae were pulled out.

Yuwen Heavenly Demon waved his hand casually, and the giant sword made of vertebrae in his hand released two blood-red sword qi and flew towards Xiao Yu.

With a "poof", Xiao Yu's right wing in front of him did not block the sword qi, and countless blood burst out from the pores of his body, looking like a bloody man.

"What bullshit. Xiao Yu covered his mouth vomiting blood with one hand and said.

"I am an ancient demon, Aatrox, blood is a sword, I am a demon with my body, ants, this is your own death. Yuwen Heavenly Demon seemed to be a different person, his whole body exuded blood-colored brilliance, and the giant sword in his hand was also covered with blood, pointing at Xiao Yu.

(My mind is full of new pit materials)

(There is a shift at half past eleven)

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