Li Ruohai was proud in his heart, the Clown Emperor and Elliot were not his opponents, the two of them were only four or six at most, he completely forgot about his abuse, and naturally equated himself and the Clown Emperor Elliot in his heart. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Now that Simo was beaten by the Clown Emperor, his heart was spacious, and all the old accounts that were chased and cut by Simo last time were turned over, which greatly expanded his coolness.

Si Mo is very unpleasant, this Clown Emperor is too cunning, Li Ruohai is right, the Clown Emperor is a sick old ghost who has half of his body in the coffin, but he just can't beat it, and he is played very badly.

I saw the clown emperor's ten thin fingers stirring around, there seemed to be 100,000 invisible lines between heaven and earth that wanted to turn him into a puppet, and the artistic conception of the knife he cultivated was the special 'chop' word trick in the artistic conception of the knife, which could split the mountains and cut off the white clouds, but there was nothing to be done about these inexplicable lines.

If you want to attack the Clown Emperor himself, he can't raise his speed when he is constantly restrained, and his every action is calculated in the Clown Emperor's heart, without waiting for him to move, the Clown Emperor has been far away, bullying him with two hundred years of combat experience, and never touching him.

"I'm stronger than him, as long as I hit it hard. The shoulder slammed suddenly, as if something strangled the flesh, Si Mo shook his shoulder fiercely, and wanted to pull the thread that wrapped around him, but when he heard a snort, the thread swept away a piece of meat the size of his palm and withdrew, not giving him a chance to touch it.

Blood flowed out, and he didn't frown.

"My combat experience is too bad, let alone a hard encounter with the Clown Emperor, and I can't even grasp the puppet silk he manipulates. ”

Another piece of flesh was swept away from his left leg, Si Mo was a little anxious, he was not like Li Ruohai, Li Ruohai's strength was hit in pieces, not as sharp as his sword intent, but the attack range was much larger.

Li Ruohai doesn't need to play skills with the Clown Emperor, just fight without brains, but he can't, his strength is a sharp knife qi, attacking in a Dao shape, which gives the Clown Emperor the convenience of playing skills, 200 years of combat experience bullying him, he can't help it.

The ridicule in the distance kept coming, Si Mo's anger became more and more vigorous, his actions were out of order, and his injuries were more serious, but in the deepest part of his mind, a little realization slowly became clear.

Red Sleeves's face became more and more ugly, and she almost couldn't help but take the wolf ride to kill the barking dog, but Xiao Lianxue didn't dare to move if she didn't speak. At this time, Li Ruohai laughed loudly again: "Three-eyed child, have you been gnawed by a mad dog? Haha, only you will be gnawed by this crippled dog, and the king of the Southern Wilderness, Lao Tzu... Phew!"

He spat hard, and madness flashed in his eyes.

Xiao Lianxue glanced at him speechlessly, and shook her head slightly, the dignified Beitian Raider only has such a little heart? The word right is really harmful, such a character... Now it's a shameful picture.

Ignoring Li Ruohai, the corners of Xiao Lianxue's mouth silently skimmed a sharp arc: "It's almost." ”

"What is almost?" Red Sleeves hurriedly asked, that is the nephew recognized by the prince and half of the prince's apprentice, she has to care.

Xiao Lianxue smiled mysteriously, closed her eyelids, and the next thing was already a foregone conclusion in his heart. The comfortable appearance calmed the panic of his subordinates, and the wolf riders all quieted down, carefully watching Si Mo's every move.

I saw Si Mo standing high in the air, letting the clown emperor's puppet silk roll away his flesh and skin, the clown emperor cautiously tested, it was not the time to be young, he was walking downhill when he was old, his strength was much worse than Si Mo, and he only relied on skills.

If you use this thing well, you are a god, and if you don't use it well, you will take yourself away, and he can't help but be careless.

Whew!

Ten fingers gradually accelerated, the Clown Emperor's face flashed an unnatural paleness, and more and more blood arrows were shot from Si Mo's body, the Clown Emperor's two hundred years of experience told him that he had to speed up, and the current Si Mo was very dangerous.

But in the end, it was still too late, Si Mo suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and endless anger shook out of the laughter.

"So that's the case, broad and profound, really broad and profound!"

"The mystery of Shura's sentient nature turns out to be like this, since there is affection, then let the affection be used by me!"

Si Mo Huoran drew a knife in his hand, his eyes were blazing, full of flame-like anger, Xiao Lianxue raised his eyelids, and shook his head as if he didn't have anything: "Is the first thing to comprehend is anger? It's not too good, but at his age, it's already very good." ”

The completely opposite words came out of his mouth, and the red sleeves were unconscious, and the prince had been cultivating for decades, and it became more and more unfathomable.

But the prince is the prince, it is better to be unfathomable, the red sleeves have long understood that Xiao Chen's depth cannot be guessed, it is a bottomless abyss, she looked at Si Mo's appearance, and suddenly felt familiar, isn't the former prince also such an unstoppable?

Squeezing Xiao Lianxue's shoulder, she chuckled and said, "Little Lord has understood what you taught? It's good, then we won't have two masters, one before and one now." ”

is slightly coquettish, and the red sleeves are full of flattering taste: "The little county lord looks the same as you used to be, very domineering." ”

Xiao Lianxue couldn't help but touch her nose, it seemed that he hadn't changed his domineering thing, and said to the sky: "Spare his life, the Clown Emperor is kind to Beitian." ”

The voice was faint, but it was like thunder.

Si Mo didn't say anything, Xiao Lianxue's words were equivalent to a holy decree to him, and he nodded hurriedly, Li Ruohai was stunned, and he couldn't cry or laugh.

Keeping the Clown Emperor's life? Are you saying the opposite? Obviously, the Clown Emperor is about to kill Si Mo! He laughed and sneered: "A king of the Southern Wilderness is played like a dog, and a king of the Northern Heavens is talking nonsense, this seat is really worried about Huaxia, why did he choose you to be the prince?"

"Hehe..."Xiao Lianxue smiled faintly.

The Clown Emperor is also annoyed, he is old, yes, he is going downhill, but does he need others to spare his life? The dignified Clown Emperor once made the world fearful, not to mention the Northern Heavenly King, even the previous Pope was not too frightened by him to dare not move?

And... The storm is not showy...

couldn't help but think of this name, and a proud evil smile appeared on his face, even the demon king was once so angry with him that he was so angry that he was smoking, the puppet of the clown emperor was terrified in the world, only he saved people and kept his hands, how could anyone else let him live?

"Try it! Try it! Who has my Clown Emperor been afraid of!"

Laughing, the Clown Emperor shot out colorful brilliance all around his body, and millions of brilliance were puppet silk, representing his terrifying strength to manipulate living beings to become puppets, even if he regressed when he was old, it also made people fearful.