is relying on a strange and unpredictable body.

Xiao Yumiao, who was dodging left and right in the masked black-clothed crowd, heard Linghu Tianhai's words.

The body style has changed from the previous dodge.

Flying golden crow scimitar.

Once again, he was summoned to form a weapon beast formed by the gathering of fire-based spiritual power.

Heavenly Fire Dragon.

Murderously swooped down on the leader of the masked men in black.

"Peel the skin and tear the bones? Very good, the master will test the knife with you now, kill the thief and kill the king first,"

Xiao Yumiao can fight with these masked black-clothed people as many as a dozen people with the strength of one person until now.

One is because these masked men in black want to arrest him alive.

The second is the golden black scimitar in Xiao Yumiao's hand.

The artifact is always the deadly nemesis of the cultivator.

The masked black-clothed leader would think that Xiao Yumiao would suddenly turn around and kill him.

Especially the existence of the weapon beast Tianxuan Fire Dragon.

The golden black scimitar that killed Xiao Yumiao in his hand was like a tiger with wings, and no one dared to risk death to step forward to block it.

The leader of the masked man in black grabbed the subordinate who was holding his wound and threw it forward towards Xiao Yumiao, while rushing back.

I saw that the masked black-clothed man who was thrown at Xiao Yumiao was first pierced by the weapon beast Tianxuan Fire Dragon, and then the Yuan Ying who burst out had no time to escape, and was swallowed up by the golden black scimitar that followed the Tianxuan Fire Dragon.

This is the artifact.

This is where the cultivators are really afraid of him.

It is an artifact that kills saints, kills gods, and kills demons.

And who it wants to kill depends on the will and cultivation of its master.

Because of the mask, the face of the masked black-clothed leader is unknown, but from his next angry words and a slight trembling voice, it is not difficult to imagine that his face must be pale and frightened.

"Magic Knife, this is a blood-devouring magic knife, stinky boy, you, you are actually a demon cultivator?"

Many people have a heart of bullying and fearing evil buried in their hearts, especially those who have done too much evil, and they are even more afraid of meeting wicked people who are not afraid of death and do not want to die in fights.

Xiao Yumiao also likes to pick up soft pinching when she fights, but she also likes to gnaw bones, in a word, soft and hard don't eat, good and evil are as you like.

Of course, Xiao Yumiao is also afraid of death, and he is particularly afraid of death.

Therefore, as long as Xiao Yumiao fights with the enemy desperately and commits mistakes, as long as he thinks that he may be killed by the enemy, he will become extremely vicious.

There is no way, the ancients have long known: dead friends can't die poor.

Only when the enemy dies, do not use it to die.

A monologue of a fish who is really afraid of death......

"Hehe, magic knife? Demon cultivators? If the master is a demon cultivator and holds a magic knife in his hand, what is the master killing? Is it a demon within a demon? Or is it the worst of evils? ”

After Xiao Yumiao finished speaking, he probably felt that he had suddenly said something very knowledgeable, so he smiled, revealing eight snow-white teeth, stretched out his left finger to the masked black-clothed leader, and continued: "The master is bright and open. Look at you again, one by one, wrapping your heads and masking your face, let alone in the play, now you are looking for a three-year-old child, he knows that if you dress like you, you must be a devil and a big villain. The favorite thing the devil villain likes to do is to refer to black as white, and to refer to God as demons. ”

The masked black-clothed leader snorted coldly at Xiao Yumiao, "To deal with demon cultivators, as long as they are true saints, everyone will be punished." ”

"Well said, for the demons, everyone will be punished, and now the lord will do the way for the heavens, and remove you, the demon who covers his head and face, and can't see the sky."

The golden black scimitar in Xiao Yumiao's hand was far faster than the words that came out of his mouth......