"Humph!"

Feeling the blood sucking and sarcasm in Jiang Xiaohua's tone, Zhan Shicheng just snorted coldly and didn't care.

To the point where they are in this realm, which one will care about the inconsequential relationship between the skin.

Unless they are in front of the public, they have to respond to the counterattack and launch thunderous means.

"Old fellow, now that you're done tempting, it's my turn. ”

With a snap of his fingers at random, the round blade that emitted purple light suddenly appeared in mid-air.

Looking at the purple aurora blade in front of him, Rao is Jiang Xiaohua now has more than 10,000 points, and she can't help but feel distressed.

This Purple Aurora Blade is an item that exploded from Luo Feng's gift bag that he opened when he first went to the space-time plane of the Universe Hegemony.

Although he didn't know what grade of treasure this purple knife was, as soon as he exchanged it, it cost him nearly five thousand points, and Jiang Xiaohua didn't even have the desire to explore its grade.

"Now, it's really back to before liberation. ”

With a wry smile and a casual glance at the invisible system screen, Jiang Xiaohua immediately shifted her hateful gaze and stared viciously at Zhan Shicheng on the opposite side.

"Old fellow, you have successfully caught my attention! As the price of my large amount of points in exchange for items in the virtual-real world, you will become my slave!"

Shaking his hand and pointing at it, the huge spiritual power was manipulating the purple path suspended in mid-air, and in the arc-shaped line trajectory, it turned a strange circle beautifully, that is, it crossed a touch of purple light and cut towards Zhan Shicheng.

"A sorcerer of the Soul Transformation Realm?"

Looking at the strange appearance of the purple knife, as well as the ability to operate and slash at him on his own, Zhan Shicheng was immediately a little surprised.

However, when he was a little puzzled, just now, he suddenly felt a powerful anger rising from Jiang Xiaohua's body opposite.

It's just that now is not the time to be curious, the purple short blade has already crossed the trajectory of death and wiped towards his neck.

"What a weird purple knife. ”

Originally, I thought it was just an ordinary blade, but because the other party was a magician, it was a bit peculiar, but as soon as I touched it, Zhan Shicheng was shocked.

The strange stickiness and the characteristics that seemed to be able to change the angle of attack and interfere with gravity made Zhan Shicheng break out in a cold sweat on his forehead.

Fang Cai, if he hadn't reacted quickly, he would probably have been split by the purple knife.

"Why is this thing so weird?"

Looking at the purple knife that was swirling around Jiang Xiaohua's fingertips, and Jiang Xiaohua with a calm face, Zhan Shicheng felt Alexander for the first time.

"Ordinary magicians aren't so difficult and weird, are they? Could it be a newly developed ability, or a secret method inherited from ancient times?"

For the first time, Zhan Shicheng's heart became entangled.

To be honest, he didn't want to fight Jiang Xiaohua anymore.

The conventional grandmaster methods are completely helpless for a magician, not to mention that the other party is so difficult as soon as he makes a move, and he almost let himself fall.

"Actually, I'm still afraid of death in my heart, right? After all, after wasting the years, I have only become a great master, and I haven't enjoyed the prosperity of the world, looking for innate mysteries, and I am not reconciled, so I will fall like this, right?"

comforted himself, Zhan Shicheng found a very sufficient excuse for his cowardice with peace of mind.

"What, don't you want to fight?"

Jiang Xiaohua, who was full of interest, glanced at Zhan Shicheng, who was full of hesitation, and sank his face.

"Old fellow, do you think that the deity is so easy to talk to? If you say you will fight, you will fight, and if you say you don't fight, you will not fight?"

As soon as her eyes rolled, Jiang Xiaohua suddenly said in a cold voice with a mellow voice.

Zhan Shicheng was suddenly a spirit, squinted his eyes, and stared at Jiang Xiaohua lightly.

"Hmph, the old man is just looking at your cultivation for the sake of your hard work, so I don't care, since you are desperate for death, then the old man will fulfill you. ”

His face turned dark, Zhan Shicheng immediately shook his hand, and a short banner that exuded an eerie aura was held in his hand.

Immediately, he shook Jiang Xiaohua, and a puff of black smoke rose up.

"Boy, my black soul banner is made from the water of Luochuan and the wolf bones of Wanlin, with the exclusive secret recipe of the master, which has the effect of dispersing the soul, as long as ordinary people smell a trace of this black smoke, they will melt their souls. Take it!"

Watching the black smoke rise into a giant wave wolf with a height of two meters, Zhan Shicheng said proudly and complacently.

"Little wolf?"

Glancing at the black wolf, Jiang Xiaohua swept the purple knife in her hand.

"Come here. ”

The purple knife shook, and a reverse suction force shrouded the black wolf.

"Phew. ”

In an instant, the originally majestic and fierce black wolf turned into a wisp of smoke and was integrated into the blade by the purple knife.

Jiang Xiaohua lowered her eyes and saw a black wolf in the form of a mini appeared on the arc-shaped purple knife knife.

At the beginning, this wisp of black smoke was still a little struggling, and when it appeared, it was the little black wolf with his head raised and roaring, but after being taught a lesson by the counterforce inside the purple knife, he was much more honest.

What the?

Zhan Shicheng's eyes were about to pop out.

The stunt that he relied on to become famous, the soul of the black soul banner and the black wolf, was dropped by the other party in one move in seconds?

And it has also become the soul-nourishing material of other people's weapons?

Zhan Shicheng was so hung that a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

"Too much deception!"

If Zhan Shicheng still faced Jiang Xiaohua with a relaxed and happy arrogant attitude before, then now, he was completely red-eyed and murderous.

"How daring! Dare to take my things! You have succeeded in me off!"

Looking coldly at Jiang Xiaohua, who was taking a leisurely walk, the anger in Zhan Shicheng's heart surged like a sea.

"I've always been bold, old fellow, don't you know?"

Brushing the purple knife in his hand, looking at the angry Zhan Shicheng on the other side, Jiang Xiaohua was not too lively to add fuel to the fire, and smiled, with a look of contempt.

The look in Zhan Shicheng's eyes was even colder.

"Burn my essence and blood, sacrifice my supernatural powers!"

"Nine shadows, turn everything into soldiers. ”

In the void, the handprint was concluded, wisps of strange light flickered, Zhan Shicheng pressed his chest wildly, and wisps of blood glowing with essence flowed out like water, drawing a semicircle in front of him, surrounded by black gold on the border, and a trace of the terrifying aura of ancient evil slowly revealed.

Witnessing this change, Jiang Xiaohua frowned slightly.

It seems that I'm a little out of it now.

The other party unknowingly showed such a powerful trick.

From within this round of semi-circular black and gold borders, Jiang Xiaohua sniffed out a trace of ominous aura.

That feeling, as if it was an instinctive disgust and resistance from the source of life evolution, as if it was a natural enemy-like sensitivity, as if there were voices in the body, madly hinting at Jiang Xiaohua, to completely annihilate it, there is no slag!

Jiang Xiaohua's body was suddenly ready to move.