The situation has become more chaotic and the need for a quick knife to cut through the mess has become even more necessary. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Right now, the knife was cut down, and it landed right in front of the white-faced ghost who was already wounded.

There are nine rings on the body of the knife, and when it shook the ground, it made a crisp sound of bells, and a coarse linen figure gradually appeared in the smoke and dust in the sky, it was Shen Xiajie, the current sect leader of the Hua Bian Sect, the White Tiger King.

He looked at the white-faced ghost calmly from afar, and slowly spoke, his voice was extremely loud, it was really like the king of all beasts roaring, deafening: "Wu Yu, I originally thought that I already thought highly of you, but I didn't expect that I still underestimated you, Han Fang and Gongsun Ze, the two Wang Realm monks, are all folded in your hands, and even in the current dangerous pursuit, you can still kill Chen Kaiji, who is at the peak of the God Refining Realm, in the chaos, which really makes me have to admire." ”

"However, I'm curious, you only have the cultivation of the middle stage of the God Refining Realm, how did you manage all this...... At present, in addition to the demon girl who has been ambushed by the young handsome in the past thousand years, only Ji Wushuang, who has already been crowned emperor, can do it, do you believe that you have this amazing talent. ”

He grinned, looked at the white-faced ghost who had gradually been surrounded by the monks of the Hua Bian Sect and whose resentment had begun to escape from his wounds, and said, "If you honestly confess all these secrets, I may consider taking you under my command and re-embodying you." ”

The white-faced ghost's blood-red lips hooked strangely on the paper, and said, "It's okay to tell you, but I'm worried that you won't have this life." ”

This White Tiger King Shen Xiajie is not a good dog, although the previous sect master Tai Shiming, who was killed by the White Tiger King Shen Xiajie, has a violent temperament, but he is still a person with a clear concept of right and wrong, compared to the current female cultivator who likes to ravage on beauty, and bites off the *** on the woman's chest in the middle of the matte and then looks at her in pain and struggle, Shen Xiajie is dozens of times better.

Shen Xiajie, such a vicious dog with a twisted and perverted temperament, should be dealt with by an existence that is even more demonic than him.

In this world, there is nothing more demonic than her.

Suddenly, the white-faced ghost had some anticipation.

Especially after there was suddenly a light and fluttering coquettishness in his ears, he was even more expectant and fearless: "You play with him, I'll help you." ”

Shen Xiajie heard the words of the white-faced ghost, narrowed his eyes, revealed his murderous intentions, laughed lowly, and said: "It's really ridiculous, you can bear it without vain, why can't I bear it with the White Tiger King, you are wasting my patience, no vain." ”

The white-faced ghost smiled wryly and said, "Since the White Tiger King is so confident, then I'll tell you this secret." ”

Shen Xiajie laughed, raised his hand and signaled the disciples of the Hua Bian Sect behind the white-faced ghost to calm down, and then said, "You talk about it first, and if I can be satisfied, I will take you back to the sect and spare your life." ”

The white-faced ghost said: "Please rest assured that the White Tiger King will definitely be able to satisfy you." ”

At the same time, in the void that no one could see, a sultry silver-haired figure had appeared beside Shen Xiajie with a smile, and a pair of sexy long legs exposed from the mouth of the red robe were flowing with a dizzying and seductive luster.

The blood-red mouth on the white-faced ghost's paper moved slightly, and the whole world suddenly fell silent.

In an instant, Shen Xiajie, who was still not afraid of heaven and earth, opened his eyes wide in horror.

The white-faced ghost only said one word, the demon word of the monster.

As soon as the word fell, Shen Xiajie suddenly felt a demonic aura covering the sky and the earth pressing on his body, making him almost out of breath, and he could only look at the white-faced ghost in the distance in an extremely incredible way...... This guy is so hidden!

Ling Xue stood beside Shen Xiajie, her demonic eyes were shining, her thin lips opened lightly, the strange thing was that at this time, the white-faced ghost also happened to continue to transmit the sound, and the movements of the two were surprisingly consistent, forming a very strange tone: "The evil thoughts in your body are really surging, it seems that you have done a lot of crazy things on weekdays, but what about it...... I like it very much, because I feed on the evil of heaven and earth. ”

A demon who feeds on evil, how evil should it be?

Shen Xiajie didn't panic for a moment as he did now, he was like a drowning person, desperately trying to wave his hand to let those Hua Bian Sect disciples kill the white-faced ghosts, but he found that he was completely unable to move, and the boundless terror was like a black tide, drowning him in the sea of death.

Just as he was desperately trying to break free, the white-faced ghost raised his finger, tapped it at him, and whispered, "Come on, let me feel how delicious all the evil thoughts in your body are." ”

The silver-haired woman's green jade pointed at him.

In an instant, surging black evil thoughts continued to surge towards her fingertips.

"Ahhhh

The first thing to suffer was the two points on his own chest, which exploded directly, and the blood stained the linen clothes on his chest, and the indescribable pain made him tense all over, and he couldn't help but want to ask for mercy, but found that the wounds on his body were more than one another, ten nails were torn off, and layers of skin and flesh began to be gradually stripped away by invisible blades in the air.

Seeing this cruel and bloody scene, the monks of the Hua Bian Sect behind the white-faced ghost all showed strong horror on their faces, and they wanted to escape but couldn't break free from the invisible restraints in the air at all, as if a devil's finger was quietly pressing on their heads, allowing them to carefully and carefully appreciate the scene in front of them.

"There's a lot of bad things to do, tsk. Ling Xue said with a murmuring chuckle.

"None, none...... I was wrong...... Spare me...... No...... Kill, kill me......" Shen Xiajie's two lines of blood and tears rolled down, and when all the evil causes turned into evil consequences that befell him, he was almost mentally broken.

The white-faced ghost whispered, "Spare you, I'm a demon, are you joking with me?" ”

Shen Xiajie suddenly felt that his heart was about to stop, but before he died, he suddenly remembered something, came to his senses, opened his eyes to the maximum, and muttered, "I understand...... You actually refined the Demon Cultivator of the Western Regions...... It's also hard to control...... Soul ......"

Ling Xue's white face floated a peach-like red, like the shyness and joy of the girl when she was broken, but with her pair of demonic cold eyes, it looked weird and permeating, she said softly: "It's really smart, for the sake of your correct answer, I'll give you a good time." ”

The strings shone brightly in the candlelight of the lanterns in the night.

The head rolled down in disbelief, and blood gushed out from the broken neck.

Leaving pale-faced people with palpitations. (To be continued.) )