"Cross Silver Moon Slash!"

The boy holds the knife and swings out!

A cross-shaped silver moon formed by the intersection of two crescent moons shot out from the dazzling sword!

The dwarf's face changed suddenly!

He hurriedly dropped the little Xue Ni in his hand, picked up the spear on the ground, and roared suddenly, the spear was like a dragon, and the tip of the spear burst into flames!

Immediately, a silver dragon roared out of the spear and shot towards the cross-shaped silver moon!

"Boom!"

The two objects struck each other, and suddenly a dazzling light erupted!

The blasted air swept away a large area of fallen leaves.

Falling leaves all over the sky, falling like rain!

The dwarf's face turned pale, suppressed the surging qi and blood in his heart, his body shot out like lightning, and the spear in his hand flickered coldly, like a poisonous snake spitting letters, rushing towards the young man!

He thought that this young man would definitely die if he was hit by his four spears, but who knew that the other party would be able to stand up and fight!

What made him even more incredible and frightened was that the other party was not only able to use martial arts, but also magic skills!

How could a lowly half-demon use these two skills at the same time?

Even the smartest human and the most powerful demon will never be able to merge the two.

For thousands of years, he had never heard of anyone who could do both!

Therefore, at this moment, his heart is full of fear and uneasiness, and he must strangle this terrible little half-demon at the beginning of growth!

"Dog offal! Take your life! ”

With red eyes, he roared with jealousy, and the spear in his hand, with a "snort" sound that pierced the air, stabbed at the young man's throat fiercely!

Yezi Chu's eyes were full of fighting spirit, ignoring the four bloody holes in his chest, clenching the handle of the knife with both hands, gritting his teeth, not avoiding it, and bravely rushing forward!

"Clown! Take your life! ”

He also had red eyes, roared angrily, and the woodcutter in his hand burst out with dazzling light, and slashed at the tip of the spear that stabbed at him!

"Zheng—"

The blade and the tip of the spear slammed together, and a piercing metal clash erupted!

The dwarf suddenly screamed, his arms were bruised, and all the strength of his body was entered into the spear in his hand!

The tip of the gun is against the knife, and the knife is against the beginning of the night!

A huge force, suddenly!

Ye Zichu held the knife in both hands, and the top slipped out!

With your feet on the ground covered with fallen leaves, you can quickly glide backwards until you reach the bottom of a large tree!

"Click!"

A cracking sound suddenly sounded.

The dwarf laughed with a hideous look on his face, and pushed him directly against the thick trunk.

Immediately, the spear in his hand was violently forced, and the slender back of the woodcutter was tightly attached to Ye Zichu's nose!

"Dog offal! Your woodcutter seems to be broken, hahaha......"

The dwarf bared his teeth and laughed and mocked.

The woodcutter in Ye Zichu's hand, under the continuous stabbing of the tip of the spear, gradually appeared on the blade of a new gap!

But.

He still gritted his teeth, held it tightly, and said with red eyes: "Please don't call me dog offal, and don't, laugh at my knife!" ”

The dwarf laughed: "Dog offal! Dog offal! The Lord called you, what can you do? Is this tattered woodcutter of yours the treasure knife of the town clan used by your hybrid dog family to chop wood and make fires? Hahahaha......"

In the pupils of the beginning of the night, a strange black light flashed! The anger in his chest suddenly surged like a tide and rose to the sky!

"Clown! Die—"

He roared suddenly, and the woodcutter in his hand suddenly burst out with a dazzling light!

That's the glow of anger!

"Click!"

A crunch!

The woodcutter with a gap, like cutting tofu, suddenly cut the sharp tip of the spear!

Immediately, he went forward along the tip of the gun and cut the barrel of the gun, and then, along the barrel of the gun, cut the chest of the dwarf!

All this, say it's too late, then it's fast!

Just for a moment!

Before the dwarf could react, the ridicule on his face could be extinguished, and before he could subside, he slashed his spear and cut his chest!

Yazi Chu held a woodcutter and stood behind him with a bowed step.

On the blade, with a trace of scarlet blood, fell down the tip of the knife, drop by drop.

The dwarf standing behind him froze in place, motionless.

Dozens of seconds later, his body tilted, and he fell to the ground softly with a "snap".

The spear in his hand, from the tip to the shaft, was neatly divided into two halves and scattered on the ground!

From his chest to his back, a thin knife mark clearly appeared, and blood flowed out of the gap.

He lay on the ground, his mouth wide open, as if he wanted to say something, but he could no more.

He couldn't pronounce the words "dog offal" anymore.

"As I said, don't call me a dog offal, let alone laugh at my knife ......"

Ye Zichu held the knife and gently stroked the gap on the blade, his eyes overflowing with tenderness, as if he was caressing the little hand of his beloved girl.

Then, suddenly, a small hand reached out to the side.

Dirty, with mud, with him, gently caressing, the gap in the blade.

He immediately emphasized: "This is mine! ”

The owner of the little hand also smiled and said, "This is also mine!" Even you're mine! ”

Then, little Chernie threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly.

It's like, hugging her little bear.