Doesn't the other party have a smaller sword? With such a big toothpick meat, this boss is inevitably too profiteer, right?!

Enduring the grinding pain between the sword blade and the flesh, the descendant is now more worried, how to go to Diwu Mountain with this appearance? If you summon the ink rain, what kind of laughter it will have to be!

Even if I was escorting a felon, I didn't see anyone who was escorted with a sword! By the way, is there any mark on her chest? No matter how the knife is stabbed here!

Is it because the touch on the other side of the stomach is not good enough?! Why is this man engaging in this kind of discrimination?! Go and stab your stomach with rain and dew! Intestinal injuries are much easier to cure than the heart!

When the descendant asked the sky speechlessly, the man had leisurely pulled out his sword from the ancient tree.

Once the broadsword was free, it seemed to be activated, and the light and shadow flowed horizontally in the air, as if calling the master, and the broadsword shook out a 'buzzing' sound between the ups and downs.

Seeing this, the man pressed the sword body with his slender fingers, and the slightly excited broadsword instantly calmed down.

As if satisfied, he hooked the corners of his lips, he stood on the spine of the sword, his long clothes were flowing like snow, the wind was blowing the leaves, and the soft light flowed down from the shade of the trees, and the man gathered out a circle of dazzling brilliance, clear and refined like a fairy.

Lang's eyes turned slightly, seeing that Yi Huang was still looking at the sky and did not act, the man frowned and waited, and finally couldn't help but ask, "What about your strange bird?" It should have escaped. ”

"I'm not dead, but I'm ...... With a sword in his ...... My chest hurts, and I can't call it out. ”

What are you kidding, in such a painful situation, how can she still be in the mood to concentrate! I really want to paste him in the face with extreme fire!

It's a pity that those pictures can only be thought of in her heart, after all, she can't even see his movements clearly.

The first time, it was indeed because she happened to blink, but the second time, she tried very hard to open her eyes and watch, but it turned out that she didn't even see a remnant!

"......" nodded slightly in agreement, and the man widened his broadsword without asking any more questions, and motioned for the phoenix to come over with his eyes.

The upright figure floating in the air made Yi Huang sigh in resignation, carefully holding the sword on her chest, she laboriously sat cross-legged on the broadsword full of patterns.

Moved left and right to avoid the raised pattern on the sword, although sitting on the sword is not very handsome, but the descendant really does not have the balance of standing on the sword, not to mention that it will only be like an idol drama, when setting off, a woman and a man take advantage of inertia to hug, hehe, it's all routines.

Looking at the sharp and smooth sword body worriedly, the descendant didn't know where to start.

Abandoning the idea of grabbing the man behind her, she grabbed the sword in front of her with both hands and broke it vigorously, the thick and hard feel made her feel relieved.

The descendant had just sat down, his hand was still collaring with the sliding belt, and the sword body had already sunk suddenly, and he was about to set off.

"Wait." stopped the man with a voice, and Yi Huang was tired to find that the word 'wait' she talked to him the most.

Zhang Hand quickly set up a wind-sheltering barrier for herself, although she knew that this kind of weak barrier might not be able to stop the strong wind when flying for a while, but it was better than nothing, she didn't want the sword in her chest to be blown back and forth by the wind.

The pink and tender little meat that has just healed is cut back and forth with the blade of the knife with the wind, and just thinking about it makes me feel sour!

And the man's cultivation was not enough to see the wind-sheltering enchantment, and when he saw the descendant Huang waving his hand in the air, he then bent down to hold the sword, such a strange behavior, he couldn't be sure what she was doing.

Pulling out the dagger from his waist, he raised his vigilance in his heart, secretly guessing that this strange little girl could be a fierce goblin who could perform witchcraft.

"It's just an enchantment for sheltering from the wind, don't guess." Although the man behind him did not speak, his aura changed significantly, and he did not look back, and Yi Huang explained to him as calmly as possible.

It's also strange, this man can't even get the wind-shielding enchantment, so how did Edgeworth survive it? By strong willpower? Or is it his ignorant face? It seems that the latter is clearly more reasonable.

"Don't try to play tricks, if you do strange things again, you know the consequences." Seeing that the descendant didn't move again, the man put away the dagger and stood up with his sword in his mind.

The broadsword climbed high into the air at great speed, and after a moment's pause, it rushed forward.

Enduring the long sword trembling slightly in his chest, Yihuang looked at the scenery that had become a mess under him with mixed feelings.

When she was a mortal, she did dream of Edgeworth, but she never expected that her dream would come true in this way.

But that's just the dream of being a mortal, after all, in the immortal realm, those immortal beasts who can't summon shadow riding would rather not go out, and they won't consider stepping on a sword, fan, gourd or something.

The principle of this kind of spell, which requires the use of objects to fly, is the most basic way to manipulate objects.

And immortal beasts are born to manipulate objects, even the weakest, they can also raise a leaf or something, so borrowing things to fly, in the immortal beast is not even a spell.

For an arrogant immortal beast, it will never appear in front of people in such a frustrating way, even if it rides a contract beast, it is stronger than this.

Holding the sword, the descendant was secretly stuffed, with his current virtue, he really had no position to despise this man for being a miscellaneous fish.

It's not a question of whether she can beat or not, people are so calm, at first glance, they don't even use half of their strength, they simply regard her as a goblin with outstanding recovery ability.

"What evil have you done?" As she was grieving for her weakness, the man's low, soft voice fell on her ears across the wind.

"Huh?" Slightly stunned, Yihuang couldn't help but secretly say that this question is so abrupt, does the evil he said mean taking people's lives?

And since she came to this realm, except for cutting off someone's leg that day, she doesn't seem to have done anything out of the ordinary, even if she is ugly and bald, won't she still leave her life?

Even in her hometown Immortal Xin Realm, she is mostly scary and rarely fatal, so she is not a person who hates the world at all.

If you have to say it, the biggest sin she created is in the Void Realm, and that time in order to restore the Yuan Shen, she ate at least nearly a thousand monsters, not including countless demon flowers.

And those demon crystals that were refined by her Yuan Shen are the origin of the monster, and once the origin is eaten, the monster will be considered dead.

At most, the soul will be reincarnated, but it can only be a low-level creature without consciousness, such as paramecium, hydra or something, if it can be reincarnated into a chicken and duckling, it is considered lucky.

In this way, those monsters that were eaten by her will end up in a catastrophe, his father's! I've really done evil!