Killing the King and Shafeng: Miss Seven

Fan Tianluo, who was in mid-air, hit the golden sword of the gray bearded old man with a stick, but it didn't achieve the expected effect. After a closer look, the golden sword was still a sacred treasure. No wonder the Yusha stick had no chance of winning, and she didn't With all their strength, the purpose is to survive, because the news of the devil is too little for them.

But the old man with the gray beard was scared out of his wits, because the purple-haired and purple-eyed figure of the little sable was suspended not far from him from bottom to top, and there was a piece of broken corpses and limbs on the ground, and the smell of blood rose to the sky in an instant.

"You, who are you?" The gray-bearded old man looked pale, and a super monster like Xiao Diao was plundering the formation. Even if he could defeat Fan Tianluo, he would have the same fate. I'm afraid that one move is enough for him.

"It doesn't matter who it is, what matters is how much strength the devil has in Xilin country. I really want to know." Fan Tianluo sneered.

"Hmph! Even if you are powerful, you will never be able to deal with us demons! This old man will never be a traitor!" The gray bearded old man was so angry that his beard fluttered, and he obviously heard Fan Tianluo's implication, and wanted to capture him alive for interrogation.

"That's up to you!" Fan Tianluo grinned, revealing a row of thick white teeth. The Yusha stick made another round and blasted at the old man, but this time she had three superimposed forces.

The old man let out a roar, and with all his strength, the golden giant sword burst into bursts of dazzling golden light, and collided with the Yusha stick again.

"Ah!" With a scream, the gray-bearded old man fell towards the middle of the yard like a plane crashing.

"Boom!" The ground shook for a while, the yard was filled with dust, and a big pit appeared in front of everyone.

The golden light flew towards the distance, and the purple light flashed. Xiao Diao had already received the sacred sword in his hand, and he squeaked twice: "Good sword."

The opponents of the four Fanmen had already been frightened by Fantianluo and lost their fighting spirit, and they were quickly eliminated. Only Fanyun was still fighting non-stop, and the others were watching her to prevent her from being hurt. , this little girl lacks combat experience.

When Fan Tianluo fell into the pit, he saw the gray bearded old man's breath was sluggish, one leg was broken in two, and a part of the white bones was poked out, looking extremely tragic.

Fan Tianluo still held the jade stick in her hand, looked at the gray bearded old man with serious eyes and said, "Aren't you willing to say so far?"

"Hmph! Don't even think about it!" The gray-bearded old man stared at Fan Tianluo viciously, and suddenly his stomach began to swell.

Purple light flashed in Fan Tianluo's hand, Ziyun Needle immediately shot at his dantian, because the old man wanted to explode himself.

The half-swelled stomach suddenly shrunk like a deflated balloon, and the gray-bearded old man was trembling with anger. He wanted to cut off his meridians, but found that his dantian was empty, and he couldn't even cut off his meridians.

"I haven't let you die yet, you are too impatient." Fan Tianluo knelt down in front of him, with a sinister look on his face.

"If you want to kill or shave casually, this old man will never surrender, because even if you surrender, this old man will not survive!" The grey-bearded old man was very hard-boned, even though he was already breaking out in cold sweat from the pain at the moment.

The subordinate on Huang Yurui's side hesitated for a long time, and was beaten to pieces by Huang Yurui. He was just as tough, and didn't say a word. In the end, Huang Yurui had no choice but to kill him and go to Fantianluo's side.

"Xiaoluo, don't talk nonsense, the demons have their rules, they dare not betray." Huang Yurui finally understood.

"Hmph! It's good to know!" The gray bearded old man snorted coldly.

"Okay, it shouldn't matter if I don't ask you about witches, but what a witch is?" Fan Tianluo changed the subject.