Jinlingyue

Chapter 851, Empress Ashura (34).

From the three flowers on top of their two boys, it can be seen that these two children are not easy to deal with.

So, seeing Yuyan voluntarily withdrew from the battle, she secretly rejoiced and took advantage of the slope to go down the donkey, and came up with the bad idea of ​​defeating each one.

"Yes, Master!"

The ghost ghost sisters agreed, and flew up to the top of Luofu Mountain.

The Rakshasa girl then arrived, and the six of them surrounded the ink and wash in Gaixin.

"Boy! Don't say that there are too many of us bullying you. It's too late for you to surrender now."

Rakshasa's interstellar messy hair spread out, Yin said deeply to Shui Mo.

"Hahahaha! Rakshasa girl, you shameless old witch. Do you want to fight together?"

After hearing this, Yu Yan, standing hundreds of kilometers away, could not help but transmit the voice, cursing the Raksha girl.

"It's okay! It's good for you to go together, it's easy."

Shui Mo raised his voice on purpose and said loudly.

"Self-righteous, let's go together and kill him."

Xun Tian is not being polite to you anymore, what he wants is to kill ink immediately.

Hey Hey!

If ink and ink were killed, wouldn't Yuyan belong to him?

Flowers bloomed in Xuntian's heart, and the flowers of death in the muddy pond bloomed on his limbs and bones all the way.

A feeling of blood rushing straight to the brain in an instant, and from somewhere in his extremely evil body, there was a strange smell after another from time to time.

"Be careful with the fight, little master. Don't think about it, think about it after the fight, okay?"

What the ghost ghost sisters are most afraid of is that Xun Tian's bad thoughts will come to life. Once his thoughts come to light, dozens of cows will not be able to withstand his tossing. Just can't stop!

"Stinky boy! Death is imminent, and you are still thinking about it, so please calm down my old lady. Hehe, if you can't defeat this little ink painting in front of you, everything about you will cease to exist. Can a dead person still think about that?"

The Rakshasa girl glanced at the calm ink painting with her eyes slightly closed, and then looked at the unsatisfactory little pervert in her family. There was a lot of anger in her heart, and she was so angry that she was a three-thousand demon. All hair stood upside down one by one.

Rakshasa returned her own anger, but she had a head full of demonic hair, densely pouring into her mind. The swarming demonic flames were so arrogant that she couldn't help but began to spray smoke!
"My mother! Isn't she just a defeated general? The four protectors stand back and stay aside, and let's see how I deal with him."

Xuntian spoke confidently to his old lady and the four ghostly ghost sisters.

"Then step forward and tell me how you want to play, Wenlai or Wulai?"

Shui Mo slowly opened his eyes, and said to him with a smile.

"How did Wen Lai come? How did Wu Lai come here?"

Xuntian pulled out a mourning stick from his consciousness, asked about ink painting disapprovingly, and said.

"Wen Lai! I beat you alone, Wu Lai...! Hey, I beat your mother and son and your four ugly daughters-in-law by myself. Hahahaha!"

Shui Mo has been waiting for all the innocent creatures in Luofu Mountain to withdraw from Luofu Mountain, so he is not in a hurry to act immediately!

"Are you scared, kid? You're still an idiot like me! If you can leave the world of Asura alive, you'll be dead. Hahahaha! Don't be martial, let's do it one-on-one In a battle, life and death will be in peace. Come on!"

On a mourning stick in Xuntian, there were densely packed skulls, and the sound of howling ghosts and wolves was everywhere, and the dark wind was mixed with the sound of someone crushing the air when the skulls were volleying on the huge mass of mourning sticks. From time to time, it will be transmitted to the ears of the surrounding creatures.

The spiritual beings who had been dormant in the mountains before, all of them fled in a hurry when they heard of it, and all flew out of the world of Asura in a swarm.

"Hahahaha! Xuntian, how many bones of good women did you stew with this mourning stick? Hahahaha, since you also use a mallet, let me show you a big stick in my brother's hand too! Ha ha ha ha."

Shui Mo also pulled out a Seven Star Lianzhu Star Emperor stick from his mind very heartily.

It's as if a section of rainbow that is more than one meter long has been pulled out, it is very dazzling and magnificent.

There seemed to be seven or eight seven-star ladybugs crawling on his short and sturdy interstellar seven-star bead stick. The colorful colors were bright and dazzling. If one didn't pay attention, the seven-color light that bloomed on the ladybug's body would pierce the souls of the people around.

"Hey hey hey! It's just a fluorescent stick, something only played by two or three-year-old children, do you really want to use it to resist my destructive magic crying stick? Hey hey hey!"

Xun Tian danced the mourning stick once, he couldn't help but giggled.

"Boy! In this world, except for light and water, everything else is illusory! Whether it is something for children, you will know if you come and try it. But, then again, at the other end of the black hole, We are all still children. Perhaps, in the eyes of others, we are not even called children!"

Shui Mo lightly waved the seven-star ladybug fluorescent stick, then smiled at Xun Tian, ​​and said.

He was a little puzzled, does this kid really not know where the sky is?
How could he not even know the power of light!

In the whole world, qi is the most difficult to figure out.

And outside of the world, except for the cloud sword in the little fairy's hand, that is the most powerful sword of light he has.

Ordinary little fairies can turn clouds into swords, but only little fairies who have been to the interstellar vast sea can turn light into swords, sealing the deadly throats of mountains and rivers with one sword!

"Childish! You want to do justice for the sky with a fluorescent stick, but you can figure it out. Well, let me let you know what a sword is in the true sense!"

Xun Tian swung the magic mourning stick, and a black air sword rushed to ink and ink.

From Shui Mo's point of view, this Xun Tian was worried that he would use too much force and that he would lose all his bones, so that it would be difficult for him to show his body in front of others.

"Come on then!"

Shui Mo glanced at the single-colored Luofu Mountain cliff under his feet, where all the spirits had retreated, snorted coldly, and said.

The Raksha girl and the ghostly sisters stood beside Xuntian very quietly, watching the battle between Xuntian and ink painting very seriously.

He is carefully watching every move of ink and wash all the time.

It is said that in the world of martial arts, everything is invincible, only speed cannot be broken.

This statement is not false at all.

Shui Mo saw that Xun Tian had only exerted one ten-thousandth of his strength, and he was using a poisonous sword with devilish energy, so he was naturally fearless!

Before the black air demon sword got close, Shui Mo raised the light stick and waved it in the air.

Like lightning, a blue fairy light as thin as a gossamer waved out, and the needle pointed directly at the evil spirit of Xuntian Magic like a wheat awn.

The blue celestial light came last and came first, and hit Xuntian's head-on blade of a black magic sword with the five elements of heavenly gang and earth evil.

"Crack!" There was a soft sound.

The sound of gold, stone and bamboo tearing the air in all directions on the top of Luofu Mountain, swayed in the open field.

It seemed that someone was chopping bamboo slowly at the scene, which made people start thinking about it.

The black air demon sword was sealed by the blue fairy lightsaber, and after a moment of swaying in the wind with the lingering sound of a broken bamboo, it completely dissipated its remaining power.

"Hehe! I can't tell, since your boy's last battle, his skills have increased dramatically in the past few days. You really have a lot of skills."

Xun Tian took a slight step back, afraid that the blue fairy light of Shui Mo would penetrate his chest, and protected his chest with his hands, so he complimented Shui Mo, said.

(End of this chapter)