"Humble mortals, dare to look at me"

A blood witch fiercely waved the long whip in his hand, and the blood-red whip hit his body, sweeping away a piece of flesh and blood. For more up-to-date chapters, visit: ШЩЩ.(7)(9)XS.сОМ. 79 novels

The mortal who was dragged away by the hanging artifact raised his head and glared at the blood witch, the crackling blood whip on his body did not make him frown for a moment.

The blood stains continued to extend under his feet, and the white bones of Sensen had been 'exposed' under his feet, but he still glared at the other party fearlessly.

"Look again, I'll let you watch again"

The blood witch trembled a little with anger, and waved the blood whip in anger, constantly 'whipping' on this person.

For so many years, mortals have been kept in captivity like pigs, and when pigs have learned to resist and dare to kick their noses and blow their eyes at their masters, the blood witch is very angry, and the consequences are very serious.

The long whip snapped, and every time it hit, it made the mortals behind tremble, but they just couldn't let the one in front of him lower his head.

"Okay, okay, if you get older, you're going to die"

A blood witch stepped forward to persuade and stopped the whip-wielding blood witch.

These people were a group of mortals they had accidentally discovered in the mountains, and what surprised them was that when they were captured, they found that these mortals had traces of cultivation, especially the leader, who was almost at the level of a wizard.

You must know that in this world, only the power witch cultivates by itself, but they can't see the shadow of the power witch on these people.

New exercises?

This made them very curious, and they were ready to take this exercise from the hands of mortals, so this leader could never die until he 'handed over' the exercise.

Not far ahead, a makeshift altar had been erected, and three or five blood witches stood there, coldly watching the arrival of these mortals.

Except for the power witch who doesn't need an altar, the rest, there is a big gap between having and not having it, just like Bai Yi, if you use the altar, your strength can be more than doubled, and some witchcraft can't be used when you leave the altar.

The Blood Witch guessed that these people would not be obediently 'handed over', so they were generous enough to prepare the altar for these mortals to enjoy.

The few standing on the altar have seen the following as dead.

The blood witch with the long whip untied the blood chain on the leading mortal and pushed him towards the altar with all his might, but suddenly found that the mortal had a strange look in his eyes.

His face was suddenly a little delicate, and a stream of red 'colored' mucus covered his eyes, and the blood witch's body 'touched' his face in surprise, and when he looked down, his hands were covered with blood.

The Blood Witch slowly raised his head and looked around, his companions were shouting loudly, but unfortunately, he couldn't hear it at all, and then he looked at it, and the Blood Witch fell into the darkness.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack"

The blood witch on the altar shouted loudly, and the witch in his hand was beaten 'indiscriminately', and the sky was shrouded in blood.

The following escorted those mortal blood witches to the altar, and they could silently destroy a companion, which was definitely not something they could easily resist, and these most life-sparing blood witches gave up on mortals as soon as possible and went towards the only safe place.

The one who ran the slowest heard the sound of the wind coming quickly behind him, turned his head back, and saw two small paws rapidly magnifying, and then magnifying, so that the back kicked heavily in his face.

The Blood Witch rose into the air, and in the air, he heard the clatter of his neck, his head bent strangely, and the back of his head was already pressed against his back.

The mortals were stunned, and stood stupidly in place, and after a long while, suddenly a shout dispersed, and several of them rushed forward, and pressed the leader who was barely standing with his heels and bones 'exposed' to the ground, and protected himself deadly.

This is a war between monks, they have only just started their cultivation, and they can't participate in it at all, even where this attack came from, they can't see clearly now.

The blood witch panicked and played one witch duel after another on the altar, dodging the white shadow that flew around, and the companion who was shot through the head and died just now, what kind of attack was made, they still don't know.

This unknown danger made them feel even more frightened, and the magic power kept pouring out and turned into witches, and there was a bloody breath everywhere, and the sky was reflected in a blood-red 'color', and countless blood lights flew everywhere with a roar.

Zhang Xiaohu was very angry.

He was even more angry when he knew that these people were the mortals he had saved.

The sole of his foot stepped forward gently, and a small pebble flew up, just stopping in front of his eyes.

Zhang Xiaohu stretched out his fingers, flicked his fingers, and the stones flew out like lightning, and after penetrating the blood witch who pushed the person in the distance, he threw himself into the distance with a sharp whistling sound.

The little white eyes glowed, and with a flap of his wings, he rushed towards the group of blood witches.

It is already in the middle stage of the Demon Emperor, and it is easy to deal with a group of blood witches who are the highest and only have the strength of the witches, Xiaobai has no pressure, it has not been active for a long time, on the contrary, he is very excited, and when he saw Zhang Xiaohu move his hand, he rushed out in an instant without waiting for a greeting.

"But, Brother Little Tiger, will this reveal your whereabouts?"

Xiang'er was a little worried, looking at the blood witches in the distance, her hand had already reached the hilt of the sword, but she didn't immediately 'draw' it.

You know, it's easy to do, but it's likely that someone will know that they're out of the forbidden place right away, which is very dangerous for the two people who want to sneak into the Witch King City.

So Xiang'er had already 'touched' the hilt of the sword just now, but she still couldn't bear it.

"I can't help it, the 'dew' will be exposed, it's a big deal for us to enter the Witch King City"

Zhang Xiaohu said fiercely, "Let's go, let's go and destroy them"

Xiang'er suddenly relaxed, no longer thinking about the problem of 'exposure', smiled at Zhang Xiaohu, and galloped towards the battlefield.

The cold sword light flashed in the sky, like a bright moon, and the endless blood 'color' on the ground was scattered and split under the cold moonlight.

Laugh at.

A sword light flashed, a blood witch on the edge of the altar covered his neck, a blood mark gradually appeared, and drops of blood seeped out, and in the eyes of everyone, the head of the blood witch fell on the altar with a bang, rolling like a leather ball.

"Ahh

"Help"

"Don't, I don't want to die"

'Chaos', all the people are 'chaotic', even if it is a blood witch at the level of a great witch, like a child, 'chaotic' on the altar.

The witchcraft ended in an instant, and without the support of magical power, the blood 'color' in the sky began to fade and gradually disappear.

The fastest moves were those low-level blood witches who were originally standing on the edge of the altar, and at this time they were desperately running into the distance, and the lives and deaths of their companions had long been left behind.

Not every great witch has gone through countless life-and-death battles, just like the escaped witch in front of him, he was frightened, he suddenly jumped off the altar, kicked away a few of the people who were protecting the leader, stuck a hand on his neck, and shouted sharply, "Don't come here, I will kill him if I come again"

I don't know where this blood witch got the wrong nerve, and used a mortal as a shield, but it happened to be on Xiang'er's death 'hole'.

"Let him go, I'll let you go"

Xiang'er held the sword in her right hand, and her left hand was behind her back, quietly pinching the law.

The leader recognized Xiang'er, looked at her with a look of surprise, a little stupid, the blood witch's hand held his neck tightly, he couldn't breathe at this time, his face was red, but he still looked stupidly, and he didn't move.

"Put your hands in front"

The blood witch was not stupid, and took a step back with the person, the muscles and flesh on his face were hideously twisted, "Hurry up, don't let me kill him"

"Woo... Woo..."

The leader woke up and struggled desperately, but he had only been cultivating for a few years, and he had just entered the stage of refining dirt, so where could he break free, if he really had this ability, he would not have been arrested in the first place, and he would have been beaten into what he is now.

Xiang'er slowly took out her hand, dissipating the spiritual power she had gathered, and she was annoyed in her heart, but just now, in the blink of an eye, a sweet smile appeared on her face.

"You, don't lie to me, I don't believe you"

The Blood Witch instantly sensed that something was wrong, but no matter how he sensed it, there was no one behind him.

If it weren't for the fact that his companion was shot in the head just now and couldn't find the target of the attack, he wouldn't have believed that there would be someone behind, but now...

The Blood Witch's hand kept trembling, wanting to turn back, but he couldn't muster up the courage.

Poof.

Plasma splashes.

The Blood Witch's head cracked, and it suddenly softened to the ground, and behind him, a figure gradually appeared.

"Little Tiger Brother"

Xiang'er was used to seeing blood, so she didn't care about it, and shouted sweetly.

"I'm going to destroy those few"

Zhang Xiaohu nodded, looked left and right, and flew out like lightning.

"Thank you, thank you, sir."

The leader fell to his knees, and the few people who rushed to protect him next to him also came back to their senses and hurriedly knelt down.

Those few were all old men who had passed through the Spirit Witch King at the beginning, and they had already recognized Xiang'er, and now they all 'revealed' excited expressions.

"My lord, please help us"

The leader said sadly, "We finally gathered more than 100 people, but we were killed by these blood witches at one time, and the rest are only more than 50, my lord, we are not afraid of death, but they are too powerful, we can't deal with them."

"I'm sorry, but you're on your own."

Zhang Xiaohu turned back at some point, stood behind him and said lightly.

"But we can't fight them, they're too strong, we can't deal with them at all"

The leader refused to give up the opportunity and said hard.

"I was a hunter when I was back home, and I used to see wolves fighting tigers"

Zhang Xiaohu looked up into the distance and said lightly, "A wolf is certain to die against a tiger, but a group of wolves can kill a tiger, although the cost is relatively large, but the wolf has never retreated."

Zhang Xiaohu looked down at the leader kneeling in front of him, "What you need to do is to wake up the people, only by liberating them and uniting them can you have hope, as for the strength, will my exercises be poor?"