Allure Summoner

Wu De didn't turn around, he hovered in mid-air with his hands folded on his chest, staring at the two little guys below and sneered.

"Wow, he didn't turn around!"

The little beast's eyes flickered, and when it saw the person coming this way in mid-air, the little paw waved a few times very naturally.

Wu De didn't hear their ridicule, and immediately felt a lot more comfortable. Being played by those two little guys until now, he really feels uncomfortable.

"Oh, why did the stupid suddenly become smart?"

The expression on Wu De's face became even calmer: "I'll give you another chance to tell me who your master is?"

Now the little beast is busy using its auxiliary skills, and the little soldier can only sing a one-man show.

"If you want to know who our master is, you have to look back yourself!"

Wu De snorted heavily, and raised the sword in his hand again: "Little bastard, you still want to lie to me?"

"Xiaobing didn't lie to you!"

A voice drifted over with the night wind.

Wu De's face changed, his consciousness spread, and a figure was rushing towards him at high speed.

He turned around suddenly, and swung the sword in his hand at the same time.

A golden light fell on him one step earlier, and he suddenly felt a suction force from the bottom of his feet, and he staggered, with the tip of the sword pointing upwards.

The spiritual power rushed into the air in an instant, and when it exploded, the white light gradually disappeared in the air, like a brilliant firework.

"Oh, is this welcoming our cute little Xi'er?"

After Xiaobing's voice fell, the figure came to Wu De.

"It's only the second level of the Holy Land!"

When the golden light disappeared and Wu De's body stabilized, his eyes were full of sarcasm after realizing Jun Qianxi's strength.

He is at the third level of the Holy Realm, so how could a person at the second level of the Holy Realm be able to break the spiritual shield covering his body?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, he felt a sudden pain in his abdomen.

He lowered his head slowly, looking at the sword piercing through his body with disbelief, and murmured: "This, how is this possible?"

Without saying a word, Jun Qianxi drew out her sword and stabbed at his chest again.

The sword body is like white snow, and the lingering light on the sword body is like a bright moon, and the blood flows down the sword body without leaving any traces.

The sword body trembled slightly, and there was a clear and pleasant whistling sound in my ears.

"God... Artifact!"

Wu De clutched his bleeding chest and looked at the sword in her hand and murmured subconsciously. The invincible sword energy had already destroyed the vitality in his body, his pupils gradually expanded, and his figure fell from the air.

The little soldier stepped on his still warm body, and when his soul flew out uncontrollably, he stretched out his hand to grab it, and said extremely aggrieved: "The cute little soldier risked being beaten to death by Xiaoxi'er and betrayed him." Xiao Xi'er's position, why don't you trust the cute little soldier?"

Wu De didn't expect that he would be caught by this humble little guy, and he was terrified to the extreme.

"For the bastards who don't believe in the cute little soldiers, the cute little soldiers will give them very serious punishments, such as soul refining..."

Wu De's soul trembled suddenly, begging for mercy in a low voice: "No, don't..."

Soul refining is to refine the soul, it is more painful than crushing him to death.

"Don't you? Then you will not believe the words of the cute little soldier in the future?"

"No, absolutely not!"

Wu De replied without hesitation, his initial arrogance had already dissipated by now, and now he just wanted to survive.