The four unscrupulous young men in front of them obviously have exercised on a regular basis, and the muscles of their whole bodies are tight and bulging, and they hold up the coquettish little black vest to the bridle, and at first glance, it is not something that Xiaotian can provoke with his current body.

However, since they dare to challenge themselves, the arrogance of the former demon king makes Xiaotian absolutely not flinch, even if he dies, he has to fight to the death.

Without retreating, Xiao Tian resisted the punches and kicks that split his head and covered his face, his body squatted slightly, his feet bent sharply, and he brought his waist with his legs, from his waist to his wrists, and his clenched fist was like a cow tendon that was stretched to the limit, suddenly releasing all his strength

Lunges, punches!

"Click!"

I only felt a sharp pain in my right hand, Xiao Tian closed his fist and saw that the back of his hand had been peeled open, and several finger bones had pierced the fist surface.

In the next second, the man in the green-haired vest who was hit by this punch covered his chest and abdomen, took a few steps back, and finally sat down on the ground, "Oops, oops" and screamed.

"It's broken! My ribs are broken, they hurt me to death, and my brothers killed him! ”

"What?"

"So ruthless?"

Seeing that the face of the man who fell to the ground was blue, and the blood in his mouth seemed to be spurting outward without money, and there were some fragments of internal organs sandwiched in it, and the remaining young man in the vest was completely angry.

"Poof!"

A few crisp spring sounds, the cold light in the hands of the three vest men suddenly appeared, cursing and stabbing at Xiaotian, even the girl who was molested before took the opportunity to run away and didn't bother to pay attention.

"Poof!"

Almost at the same time, three snow-white switchblades stabbed into Xiaotian's body.

The back, abdomen, and thighs instantly soaked his clothes and pants with the blood gushing rapidly, and at the same time, he also took away the heat and strength of Xiaotian's whole body.

"Die!"

The red-haired vest man who stabbed Xiao Tian in the abdomen with a knife distorted his face, wanting to pull out the knife and give him another blow.

But he didn't want his thumb to hurt, so he reacted again, only to see that a blood-soaked blade had been inserted in his chest, and his eyes suddenly turned black, and he fell to the sky.

In the eyes of the other two, Xiao Tian, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, suddenly reached out and broke off the thumb of the companion, and unexpectedly pulled out the sharp knife that was still shaking in the abdomen with his backhand, and then stabbed the companion's heart with the situation.

"Shhh

"It's a madman!"

These people are also notorious ruthless people, usually reckless and ruthless, and secretly do a lot of dirty things, I don't want to meet such a desperate guy today.

The horizontal is afraid of the ruthless, and the ruthless is afraid of the dead.

Looking at Xiao Tian's bloodstained face, as if the devil was pressing towards them, a cold chill surged inexplicably in the hearts of the two, and they hesitated to take a few steps back, looking at their opponents with disbelief.

When Xiao Tian pulled out the sharp blade in his abdomen, he felt that the strength of his whole body was rapidly spilling towards the wound in his abdomen.

Staggering, one step, two steps, only to feel that his knees were weak, he leaned forward, supported the ground with both hands, and fell to his knees on one leg.

"No, my first purgatory master, Demon King Xiaotian, can't just die at the hands of these ants."

It's just that now he really doesn't have the strength to stand up, and as the blood continues to flow and his consciousness gradually blurs, his supporting hands tremble, and he is about to die.

Seeing Xiaotian's tragic situation, the remaining two vest men glanced at each other, each picked up a wrist-thick tree trunk, and approached vigilantly.

"Bang!"

A stick was heavily pumped on Xiaotian's back, and he didn't resist.

"Bang!"

Another stick smashed into the side of Xiaotian's head, and although blood was splashing everywhere, there was still no movement.

The two of them finally put their minds at ease, and the trunk of the tree in their hands was picked up hard, and the torrential rain smashed into Xiaotian, who had been kneeling on the ground.

It's just that in the madness, they didn't see that Xiao Tian's right hand was stained with blood, and the index finger of Xiao Tian's right hand was slowly scratching a palm-sized blood-red six-pointed star on the dry concrete floor.

"Dead?"

After smashing for a while, the two vest men finally felt a little tired and stopped their hands, but at this time, something suddenly happened.

A dark red light suddenly lit up in Xiaotian's right hand, and at the same time, a low groan that seemed to come from hell sounded, "Take the soul as the guide, call my slave, contract, done!" ”

The blood-colored six-pointed star on the ground grew from small to large until it reached the end of the alley, and the red light was like a raging wave of blood.

In the mysterious blood light that exudes endless horror, a dragon-like giant beast of Western legend appears impressively.

Its lizard-like body was seven or eight stories tall, with wings on its back, its scales glittering with metallic luster, and two lantern-sized fire-breathing eyes staring fiercely at the two men in vests on its car-sized crocodile-shaped head.

The corners of the dragon's grinning mouth were lined with rice-long fangs, like countless long swords like black jade, and the peerless ferocity oppressed the two of them, and suddenly the souls of the dead were furious, and their legs trembled like rice.

"What's weird...... Monster? ”

Just when the two bad young men who were almost frightened were about to slip away, the blood light was like a thunderbolt, and it disappeared, and the terrifying evil dragon figure disappeared.

At this moment, a childish scream suddenly sounded in the field, startling them again.

"Hey, hey! Where is this? I'm fainting! The demon god is above, who am I provoking to provoke whom? Isn't it just a shiny gem......"

Xiao Tian, who had been motionless, moved, slowly lowered his head, and looked at a red six-pointed star with a diameter of no more than twenty centimeters at his feet, and suddenly, a red creature the size of a puppy was thrown out of it, and it hit his calf in a daze.

Xiao Tian's heart fluttered, feeling that his body began to change and then he was happy again, and reluctantly reached out and knocked a chestnut on his head, and shouted in a low voice: "Shut up!" ”

"Roar! Who is so bold? Dare to knock on the head of Lord Phoebe, the Red Dragon King of Purgatory? ”

The creature that calls itself the Red Dragon King is no more than ten centimeters in size, its lizard-like body is covered with a layer of red dragon scales, several small sarcomas are bulging from the crown on its head, and two baby-sized bats on its back are fluttering desperately, trying to maintain the balance of their bodies, but unfortunately in the end it is still a heel, lying on the ground on all fours, "poof, poof" spitting a little spark, panting for breath.

"Roar, Lord...... Master? ”

Looking at the wolf bèi's unbearable Xiaotian, the little thing bared his teeth, and his two bright eyes blinked and stared at Xiaotian, until he felt his familiar and unique demon king atmosphere, and immediately spread his little short legs and hugged Xiaotian's arm, and wiped his eyes unpretentiously to express his longing.

"Haha! Laugh at us! A dog! “

From extreme fear to Phoebe's hilarious debut, the mood of the last two vest youths is like riding a roller coaster, with big ups and downs.

The extreme stimulation of desperate life made them lose their minds, and they temporarily fell into a kind of twisted madness, and even Phoebe's unusual appearance and form were directly ignored by them, and they picked up the blood-soaked knife on the ground with one hand, and sneered and pressed towards Xiaotian again.

"How awesome are you? Pretending, do you think you're making a movie? We laughed to death. ”

"Looking for a dog to help? Brain broken! ”

As soon as he heard this, the pocket red dragon king Phoebe was not happy, and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of dragon breath.

It's just that the flame the size of a bean seedling has not yet erupted ten centimeters, and it dissipates into the night with black smoke.

"Haha, this is still a mechanical puppy, it's good, it's quite appropriate to light a cigarette for us, don't let it run away."

"Roar! I'm so angry! ”

Flapping her small wings, Phoebe staggered, barely flying half a foot above the ground, and then twisted her slender tail and quickly appeared on the calf of a young man with long brown hair in a vest, biting it hard.

"Poof!"

The long stick seemed to have whipped a leather ball, and seeing Phoebe rolling in the air and being knocked to Xiaotian's side, tears flowed from the pain, and the anger in his eyes was even worse.

"Roar! Unforgivable, you give me death! *%#@！ *…%#！ …”

Phoebe regained her steady, her eyes glaring at each other viciously, her upper body erected, her two small claws in the air in a variety of wonderful trajectories, and her mouth muttered dragon language, as if she had launched the ultimate forbidden magic.

"Boom!"

Xiaotian knocked a chestnut on Phoebe's head again.

I saw that at the crown of Phoebe's forehead, an orange fireball that had gradually formed also disappeared, and before it could open its mouth to complain, it only heard a cold snort in its ears.

"I'll come."

Using the few remaining magical senses, Xiaotian finally succeeded in summoning the Soul Summon, summoning his most powerful mount in the Demon God Purgatory World, the Red Dragon King of Purgatory, to his side.

Although I don't know what caused the powerful Red Dragon King to return to the juvenile state, the effect is still extremely obvious.

Due to the effect of the soul link, a trace of magical elements belonging to Phoebe was transmitted from Phoebe to Xiaotian's body, and he smiled as he watched patches of black scale armor reappear on his bare arms.

"Very weak, but enough for now."

The evil smile on the corner of Xiaotian's mouth made Phoebe stunned, and she quickly covered her eyes, and the two big black eyes between her fingers secretly looked at the figure of her master standing proudly.

"Hey, the owner's angry appearance is still so handsome, I'm really fascinated by Benlong, it seems that these two guys will end up very miserable."

Xiaotian moved.

Shaped like a phantom, it appeared in front of the long-haired brown man in an instant.

The opponent stabbed hard, Xiaotian did not dodge, raised his hand, and took the blade, as if the sharp knife should have appeared in his hand, rubbed it gently, and then threw the twisted scrap iron behind him at will.

It was just a simple hook, and the stunned brown long-haired man seemed to have been hit by a heavy truck, and after a terrible scream, his body bowed into a shrimp shape and rose more than ten meters high, "snapping" and falling to the ground, and after convulsing twice, he saw that he was out of breath.

"Squeak!"

A string of sparks flashed, and the piercing sound of metal grinding sounded in Xiaotian's back, and it turned out that another man in a vest stabbed him in the vest, but it was blocked by the scale armor under his clothes, and he couldn't pierce it.

Without looking back, Xiao Tian's right hand made an incredible reversal, grabbed the throat of a blue-haired vest man behind him, and lifted him into the air in a minute.

"Ahem! Cannot...... Can ......"

The blue-haired man kicked with his horns, his left hand clutching his throat, trying to break open the cold, hard as steel palm, while his right hand waved the switchblade in vain, slashing and stabbing at Xiao Tian's slowly turning arm and body, splashing sparks.

"Dangchang!"

The sharp knives broke together, and the blade drew a snow-white trajectory and fell to the ground, accompanied by the blue-haired man's heart that fell to the soles of his feet.

"You...... What the hell is ...... What monsters? ”

The blue-haired man hoarsely roared out the last words of his life, only to hear a "click", and his head tilted softly to his shoulders, and there was no more sound.

At this time, the scale armor of Xiaotian's whole body had subsided, and he saw a smile on his bloodstained face, solemnly introducing himself to the four opponents on the ground who had no signs of life.

"I, Lord of the First Purgatory, Demon King Xiaotian, greet you for your ignorance."

After saying this, Xiaotian's body leaned back, and he fell straight to the ground in a pool of blood, vaguely, the red and blue lights flickered, and in the shrill siren, a slender white figure led a group of people to stumble towards him......