Chapter 1245: Angry Little Lady (3)

It was at this time that behind Hergrid, an equally delicate little beauty slashed down with the same tricks and the same power.

Highgrid only had time to shake a grappling block.

"Click, click!" A palpitating voice sounded, and Hagrid was horrified to find that his arm had been split open!

A knife cut through Hagrid's defense, Feng Yujiao did not stop there, with a light touch of her toes, she jumped three meters high, and the golden knife in her hand suddenly became golden.

A golden light knife with a length of three or four meters rose into the sky, and in the wind whispered like a goddess of the mountain, slashing down with a knife.

"A sword!" The terrible blade rained down from the sky, and the screams of Hergride rang out.

Wind whispered's knife didn't hit him to the point, and she slashed the sword slash down, slicing Hagrid's barely passable arm open.

Like a shelled lobster, Hagrid was cut open from his arm, and a large patch of skin on his back was gone.

This is just the beginning.

"Heavenly Decision!"

The knife went from top to bottom, slicing all the skin on Hergrid's chest, lower abdomen, back, and legs like a divine help, and purple blood flowed out like tap water, making the earth sizzle.

"Ahh......h

"The last knife, hate the end of the world!"

Feng Yujiao, who won all the mastery of Leng Meiying, fully demonstrated her strength, and the tricks that were originally opened and closed in Leng Meiying's hands were exquisite in her hands, and even became a skin scraper, smoothly shaving off all the skin of Hygeray.

At this time, Hagrid was like a purple humanoid taro with the skin peeled, and even the flesh on his head was gone, and the thing that made him proud of him was also peeled off with the skin.

This is obviously the special care of Feng Yujiao.

"Wow, it's so cooperative, hee-hee, then I'll toast you a bar!" Wind whispered's innocent tone, and then a jar of wine flew out of Wind Whisper's hand and smashed into Highgrid's head.

The irritating liquor was on his body, and Hagrid was stunned for a moment, and then the screams of killing the sky and the earth sounded.

He waved his hands desperately, trying to pat the wine off his body, but how could the wine on his upper body be slapped off?

Salt is sprinkled on the wound, oil is poured on the fire, and the tender meat is toasted...... This is the most abusive method of the Leng Sleep Shadow Sect, and today, it is finally used.

Everyone shuddered as they watched the little girl pinching her waist and standing at the screaming Hagride.

"Alright, now you can get out! Remember, it's the roll! ”

In the midst of Wind Whispering, the people of Ice and Fire Island and Blazer almost crawled away, especially Hergrid, whose screams dragged from the square to the outside of the city, and the purple blood rolling on the ground burned through small holes in the ground.

The inhabitants of the city of Calant were all talking, and no one could imagine what had happened, why the emissary of the Emissary of Fire and Ice and Blazer, who had always been high up, were so miserable.

In particular, the miserable appearance of Highgrid is simply miserable.