The devil's favorite upper body: the playful little poisonous concubine

Chapter 630 I Curse You!

Her eyes only fell on Xie Wanrong, she didn't even glance at Yunxia, ​​her clear pupils shimmered in surprise: "You have advanced..."

There is no doubt that the fairy art in the fairy world restrains the Yaozu people.

The so-called mutual generation and mutual restraint is exactly this principle.

What Yunxia used was fairy art, and Xie Wanrong is a member of the Yao clan, so it is impossible not to be suppressed by Wanzong's sword art. Even if Xie Wanrong's ability is too strong, it is impossible to use the fairy art of the fairy world to break through and advance.

Fairy Biluo frowned, and suddenly felt a cold and menacing gaze.

Xie Wanrong looked at Fairy Biluo with a half-smile, she seemed to be amused by Yunxia's stupidity, she said word by word: "Why do you think you stepped into the fairy world?"

Xie Wan smiled gently, and said softly: "It's because of me. Yunxia, ​​remember, the reason you even ascended to the fairyland is because of me."

To say that Yunxia was still trying to maintain her face before, but now she has already collapsed to the point of madness.

"puff!"

The blood was sprayed on the bluestone floor, Yunxia should have guessed that she was taken to the fairy world, she knew Xie Wanrong's identity, and shot at Xie Wanrong, all of them reminded her that she was just the fairy Ren Biluo Playing chess pieces.

But when she said those words from Xie Wanrong's mouth, the pride she had maintained almost collapsed in an instant, but she did not regret it!She just hates, hates that her strength is nothing but powerful!can't kill her
Her vocal cords seemed to be torn: "Xie Wanrong, I lost!" Her bloodshot eyes were bloodshot, and she barely stood up while supporting the ground with the Chilian sword in her hand.

She brushed her messy hair, and that extremely beautiful face became more and more ferocious. She raised her head and laughed loudly, and shouted at Xie Wanrong: "Xie Wanrong! I curse you! I curse you this life! Next life! Life after life! Not to stay with the one you love! In the end, you will be tortured and die alone! Worse than me! Worse than me!"

Yunxia tightly held the broken sword, her thin blood-stained lips pursed into an evil smile, the blood and tears from the corners of her eyes slid down her cheeks, and she moved her backhand.

The long sword sank directly into her chest, and the blood scattered.

She spat out two mouthfuls of blood, then suddenly slid down and knelt on the ground, staring at Xie Wanrong with her bloodshot eyes, and spoke hoarsely: "I...wait...you..."

"boom!!"

The whole body fell to the ground.

"Big... Senior Sister! Senior Sister!"

It happened so suddenly that the moment Yunxia fell to the ground, the disciples of Yuxian Peak frantically held their swords and surrounded Xie Wanrong, but none of them dared to step forward.

"Quick... Hurry up and inform Fairy Bi Luo..."

Xie Wanrong stood where he was, looking at Yunxia who was lying in a pool of blood, raised his brows slightly, his face was stiff, and chuckled, "Life after life..."

Before she could make a move, Yunxia was already dead, but the curse that tore through her voice kept echoing in Xie Wanrong's head.

Xie Wanrong turned around, patted the hem of her clothes, and glanced at the disciples who surrounded her.

She took a step, and those disciples took a step back in panic.

She stepped forward, and they retreated step by step, subconsciously making way for Xie Wanrong.

Xie Wanrong suddenly stopped, pursed her lips towards Fairy Bi Luo, and then said to several disciples: "Tell you Peak Master, I pulled out a root of trouble for her, and as for her, I won't let her wait too long. "

After the words fell, Xie Wanrong walked away from their sight with brisk steps.

Jiaolong and Hongling hurriedly followed after being shocked.

(End of this chapter)