The middle-aged man exclaimed in surprise: "Which master is it, don't come out and see it!" ”

When he took on this task, his employer only said that it was an eight-year-old little girl, who cultivated as a seventh-order fighter, but he didn't say that there was a demon sect by his side, when he heard the employer's description, he was very surprised, an eight-year-old girl was actually a fighter's cultivation, which was really unheard of!

At this time, Nangong Mo Ze jumped down lightly from the roof where he was hidden, and the smile on his face was long gone, replaced by a piercing killing intent like ice.

"I wonder what you're looking for that eight-year-old girl?" His voice didn't feel a little chilly.

Jiujiu nodded in the dark, how could she forget that Nangong Mo Ze was a light demon sect, in this case, they could be regarded as having a few chances of winning.

The middle-aged man has a sharp-beaked monkey cheek face, thin skin and bones, sunken cheeks and eyes, all of which make people feel panicked.

The other two slightly younger-looking men were also middle-aged men, skinny and skinny, with sunken cheeks and eyes.

"What's the matter? To take her life, of course! The middle-aged man at the head let out an eerie laugh, and the sunlight reflected on his pale and bloodless face, which looked very strange.

He looked at Nangong Mo Ze, who was dressed in green clothes, and the cruelty in his eyes was revealed.

"If you want to hinder our Rakshasa Palace, then your life, the old man will also accept it."

Nangong Mo Ze frowned, and the chill in his eyes was even worse, Rakshasa Palace? How could Jiujiu get into trouble with such crazy things!

"Xiaoyue, you go and sneak attack the man on the left, wait for the moment when Nangong Mo Ze makes a move, you must seize the opportunity!" Jiujiu keenly observed the movements between the four of them, preparing to sneak attack, and then make a fatal move.

"Humph! It's really whimsical, today this young master wants to see, how do you want to take the life of this young master. Nangong Mo Ze bore the brunt of the attack, and as soon as his right hand moved, a golden bow and arrow was held in his hand.

"Arrow of Light, respond to my order and slay the enemy in front of you!" Nangong Mo Ze muttered gloomily, put on a shooting posture, pulled the bowstring, and three light arrows gathered with magic shot sharply towards the middle-aged man's face.

The other two subordinates, when they saw their heads attacked, also couldn't bear it and wanted to go to help.

Before they could make a move, Jiujiu had already ordered an attack.

Xiaoyue bared her teeth ferociously and flew towards the man on her left.

The man hurriedly pulled out the big knife on his waist and covered it with cyan fighting energy, defending against Xiaoyue's fangs in time.

Although the Dou Wang is powerful, what he has to face is a holy beast, although his strength is limited, but it is also a naked holy beast, and the gap in his soul cannot be filled in a day or two.

Not to mention the Dou King, even if it is that Dou Zong, in the face of Xiaoyue, he can suffer a lot.

Xiao Yue, relying on her huge size, rushed directly in front of the man, and kept waving her claws, peeling the skin up and down the man's body, and no one was intact.

The man groaned in pain and raised his broadsword to rip off Howling Moon's wolf claws.

However, when the knife touched Xiaoyue, it only brushed lightly, and it couldn't leave any traces on Xiaoyue's body at all.