His whole heart was shattered by the sword!Dekern held back his attack and covered his heart with both hands. The blood of the pen and the fun www.biquge.info gushed out from the large blood hole at the mouth of the bowl.

It's just that I don't know what trickery Dekern used, and all the blood that flowed out automatically flowed to his palms. Then, he put it all in his mouth and drank it.

A moment later, the wound on his heart was miraculously healed again! And the corners of his mouth, stained with bright red blood from drinking his own blood.

Against the backdrop of his snow-white face, he looks particularly mad!

Wen Junxi retreated to Yan Wan'er's side and asked softly, "Wan'er, this Dekon is too weird, I have messed up his whole heart, and he is still alive!"

Yan Wan'er lowered her eyelashes and said without thinking, "You can try it with the fireball technique." ”

Wen Junxi's swordsmanship initiate, after his cultivation improved by leaps and bounds because of his double cultivation, he practiced swordsmanship and spells in the time array as soon as he had time.

Now, some basic spells, he has achieved a little.

Fireball is one of them.

"Don't waste your efforts, you can't kill me, and I, as long as I drink the blood of one of you, my cultivation will soar again and become the only duke in the blood clan! ！”

Dekeen laughed wildly and flew towards Wen Junxi, as fast as a meteor.

Wen Jun released his whole body breath in a hurry, and a coercion of a mid-foundation building monk rushed straight towards Dekern. At the same time, his right hand flew sharply.

A few laps later, a small ball of fire appeared in the palm of his hand.

However, his hand did not stop, but turned faster and faster. And in the continuous operation, the fire in the hand kept getting bigger, and after a while, it seemed to be the size of a basketball.

The surface of the fireball contained a faint blue light, and it was obediently rotating in Wen Junxi's hand, as if it was just a fireball with no temperature.

Under the powerful pressure, Dekern involuntarily stagnated for a few breaths.

And this time is enough for Wen Junxi.

At the same time, Dong Xinran, who was standing not far away, was coerced by a wisp of residual pressure, and fainted to the ground with a muffled snort.

"Go!"

At this time, the fireball was already the size of a basin, and with Wen Junxi's gentle sprinkling, more than a dozen fireballs with a ghostly light suddenly separated in the air.

'Ahh

The fireball was like a fierce tiger, and the ground was raised to surround Dekeen. Despite his black cloak, flames were still running down his face.

In a burst of pain, Dekern screamed, covered his face with his hands, and rolled on the spot a few times. And the fireball is like poison eating bones, like a shadow.

No matter how the black cloak fluttered, the flames were still not extinguished.

Seeing this, Wen Junxi's heart was relieved, as if the stone pressed in his heart had finally been moved, and he was suddenly much more relaxed.

"Wan'er, he can't escape from Dekon now. ！”

As soon as the words fell, the accident was in vain.

The black fog around Dekeen suddenly became thicker and thicker, and he and his body swelled in an instant in the dense fog that covered the sky. In just a moment, it has been more than ten meters huge.

And his legs are like two huge stone pillars. At this time, Dekern was already a behemoth monster. In his eyes, Wen Junxi has become an ant-like existence.

"Oh no! He's demonized!"

Yan Wan'er snorted softly, she had seen that there was a demonic aura on Deken's body before. It's just that I didn't expect that he has become the climate.

"Stand back, you're no match for him!

However, it was already too late.

Wen Junxi was slapped out like a fly, he had a dull pain in his chest, his throat was sweet, and he immediately spit out several mouthfuls of blood. Then, with a roll of his eyes, he rolled to the ground and fell unconscious.

"Junxi!"

Yan Wan'er screamed, and her consciousness rushed to Wen Junxi's body, and she found that his five organs were misaligned, his meridians were broken, and he was already unconscious. I couldn't help but be furious: "I had no intention of being your enemy, but you dared to seriously injure my fiancé!

"Holy Envoy Pilgrimage!"

As soon as Yan Wan'er made a move, it was a sword move to restrain the monster.

Suddenly, the Xi Sword emitted tens of thousands of holy silver rays, forming a light curtain as bright as day.

The light curtain flew lightning fast above Dekern's head, shining vertically.

"Ahh

Under the illumination of the silver light curtain, Dekeen only felt a splitting headache, and his hands desperately pressed the sun on both sides**.

At the same time, Yan Wan'er pinched the trick with both hands, and the spell came out.

"Break it for me!"

With a coquettish shout, several faint pale yellow imaginary talismans quickly rushed towards Dekern, and they came in an instant.

"Ahh

Compared to the scream just now, it is a little more poignant!

And Dekeen's huge body began to shrink continuously. After two or three minutes, it has shrunk back to its original shape. At this time, Dekeen's pale face was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans.

The facial features, which were originally quite handsome, have been distorted beyond recognition. He fell to the ground in a state of despair, as if he had only his last breath left.

"Miss Yan, you let me go. I will no longer pursue your killing of Kukla. ”

In the face of the unfathomable Yan Wan'er, Dekeen, who has always boasted of being immortal, felt the threat of death.

No, he can't die!

After cultivating for hundreds of years, as long as he further becomes a duke, he will be able to be invulnerable to poison and fire without death! Even if he is not demonized, the fireball that Wen Junxi sent out just now will no longer pose the slightest threat to him.

So, he can't die!

However, will Yan Wan'er let him go?

"After you seriously injured my fiancé, you still want to live?" Yan Wan'er looked at him coldly, and suddenly, countless cold lights shot out of her eyes.

Dekeen felt chills and wood. Immediately afterward, he was shocked to find that he could no longer move.

Gradually, he lost consciousness in the cold to the bone, and fell into a dark sky.

Yan Wan'er didn't look at him again, her left hand flicked, and a cold aura shot towards Dekeen.

I could only hear a 'bang!'

Dekeen's body, like crushed ice, shattered into powder. In the blink of an eye, it was completely gone.

Dekern's death caused a sensation and an uproar throughout the Blood Clan. That's a story for later.

However, even if Yan Wan'er knew that there would be trouble in the future, she would not regret killing Dekeen.

"Junxi, you must not have an accident!" Yan Wan'er muttered, helped Wen Junxi up, leaned out his immortal power, and began to slowly guide his chaotic five organs back into place.

Half an hour later, she was sweating profusely from her forehead. Fortunately, Wen Junxi's five organs finally returned to normal.

However, Yan Wan'er's face was not relaxed. On the contrary, it seems more dignified.

For monks, the wounds of the five organs are nothing. If you hurt the meridians, you may hurt the roots. And Wen Junxi's meridians are all broken, if there is no pill to restore the meridians, and there is no time for years, I am afraid it will be difficult to reshape.

After thinking about it, Yan Wan'er glanced at Dong Xinran, who was still unconscious, and a divine sense rushed into her sea of consciousness.

After a while, Yan Wan'er retracted her divine sense with a relieved expression.