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At the moment when Yan Qing was about to be slashed. An indifferent voice came.

"Stop."

The old man turned his head. Disdainfully asked, "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. Take your people with you. Just let me give you a way to live." The speaker finally appeared. I saw him wearing a hat on his head. The face sinks like water.

"You fucking don't give me a lot of nosy. Fuck off." One of the old man's men scolded.

"I'm going to have to take care of it."

"Kill me first." The old man pointed at Yan Qing on the ground and shouted.

I saw the people around me rushing up. Cut it down at Yan Qing.

In a hurry. I saw the man with the hat rushing over. Just a few feet. All the men in black around have fallen. Painfully a**.

"You dare touch my man." The old man's face is full of meat. Before he could finish speaking, he slashed with a black scimitar.

The young man didn't have time to dodge. The hat was split in half.

The old man was stunned when he looked at his appearance. With his mouth open, the boss didn't say a word for a long time.

"You...... You're a fish demon."

"Call me Fishman." He reached out and quickly threw away the remaining half of the hat on his head. Said indifferently.

"Fish-man ......" the old man's voice was full of panic. Apparently frightened by the legendary fish-man.

"It's my turn." I saw the fishman take out a silver-white sword out of thin air and stab it at the old man.

The old man's body shook. A scimitar slashed through. The fish-man kicks away the scimitar. Quickly shot, I saw the old man's arm and was hit.

". Dare you hurt me." The old man scolded while carrying the black gas with his other hand hidden behind him. That's right. He had three hands.

Fishman holding a silver sword. Pedal jewel shoes. Even the clothes are made of gorgeous silk. The whole person is standing here. Both noble and domineering.

The old man's cold expression suddenly bloomed. Immediately after that, a somersault was suspended in the air and both palms were slammed over. The fishman hurriedly turned sideways, but he didn't expect to be hit by the hand behind his back, which had already been lucky.

The fish-man was caught off guard and rolled over several times on the ground. Then punch yourself hard in the chest. Then he spat out a mouthful of blood.

". Lao Tzu has long warned you not to be nosy. Now it feels good. Ahh The old man's voice was originally ugly. The laughter was even more piercing.

I saw the fish-man slowly stand up. He coughed twice and continued to roll his sword: "Let the horse come."

"Oops. You're not idle and have nothing to do. Or maybe you've lived enough and can't die. Tell you. Lao Tzu was only ordered to cut off the head of this kid on the ground today and bring it back. Do you want to give him a funeral?" The old man looked at him mockingly and continued, "I said the little fish demon. It's not easy for you to become a sperm. ."

"I've already said don't call me a fish demon. How dare you scream?"

"Oh. Fish-people, right. I was shocked before. I thought it was a rare species. Of course. I've heard of legendary fish-people. But I guess that doesn't feel like you. Little Fish Demon. Right. Ahaha." The old man's ridicule became even more obvious.

"I've warned you. You're killing yourself. Don't blame me." The fish-man roared and suddenly flashed behind the old man's back. Wielding his sword, he slashed down.

"Ahh

The empty vegetable garden seemed to be left with only severed arms on the ground and the miserable screams of the old man.

"You." The old man bent over and gasped loudly.

"What am I."

"You cut off one of my hands. I'll make you pay it with blood." The old man roared.

"Oops I'll go. Wasn't it quite majestic just now? Why is it so miserable now?" The face of the fish man does not change color. But there is great irony in the words.

". The Taoist priest on the earth is your fate." The old man roared. This is just the appearance. He just wants to take his time. Because the hand behind his back is starting to grow again.

"You're embarrassed to say it. If you hadn't cheated Yan Qing, how could she have ended up like this?" The fish-man's expression became angry.

"Yo-hee. I said what's the matter. So you know each other. Yes. We'll be buried with us later." The old man smiled. Holding the scimitar in both hands, he slashed straight over.

"Look for death." The fishman roared and flew and kicked over.

"Boom." The orb on the fishman's foot was cut off.

The fish-man stood silently in place. With his back to the old man. The face is red. It's black again.

"Ahh The old man screamed. A black hand was cut off.

". And so on." He hurriedly waved his other hand: "Wait."

"Get out." The fish-man raised his sword and said to him.

"Good." The old man began to pretend.

"It's a good job." The fish-man made a faint sound, followed by a teleportation. A sword slashed down. The newborn hand was broken. The old man collapsed to the ground. The expression is hideous.

The fish-man walked up to him. Said mockingly: "Teach me such kung fu one day."

"Teach your mom."

"You can't beat people. It's a shame on your Demon Realm."

"Little Fish Demon. Kind of kill me." The old man pointed to his neck. yelled.

"Do you think I wouldn't dare?" The fish-man raised his voice in response.

"You're not seeded. Only worthy of being a fish demon. Haha." The old man smiled bitterly. But judging from this laughter, he is not simple.

"Die."

"Don't." Yan Qing just saw this scene. But it's too late.

I saw the old man's head glued to the silver sword. This sword keeps melting. Thankfully, Fishman threw it away in time.

"I don't believe I can't kill you."

The fishman turned into a figure after speaking. I saw that my body was golden and shining. Take a closer look. That's scales.

The fish-man began to shake his body. Countless scales begin to loosen. Then it flew towards the old man's head and body.

"Why is there no blood? Why. What the hell are you?" The fish-man has a fear in his eyes.

"Huh. Ask Hades to go." After the old man finished speaking, he shook off the scales inserted into his body. Then he stretched out his newly reborn hand. Grab the fish-man by the neck.

The fish-people know that there is no escape. However, it can be seen from his expression that he does not regret coming to save Yan Qing.

Fish-man breathlessness. White-eyed.

"Die." No one knows how Yan Qing, who is in the middle of the black hand, got up. Possible. Maybe it's perseverance.

I saw Yan Qing wielding his sword and slashing at the old man's arm.

"Ahh The old man screamed. The hand retracted into the original so short that it fell to the ground.

"You're fucking dead."

"Hades just told me. You can't do it without it below." Yan Qing slashed over with a sword as he spoke.

I saw the old man's face cut in half. After a while, it will grow again automatically.

"I don't believe that demons can win." Yan Qing swung the sword again and slashed down.

The old man didn't dodge. And that's not all. And a faint smile.