Emperor Zun's way of chasing his wife: Go away to the gods

Chapter 177 The Uncontrolled Floating Li Sword
Guixue kicked the crying City God, who was dying, and the City God was blinded by that kick, and stared at Gui Xue with wide eyes.

Regarding Zichu's death, the little fox was very calm on the contrary, because the Fuli Sword was a sword for protecting the heart, and if Zichu really died, the Fuli Sword would be like a dead thing.

What's more, Zichu's body is flowing with the blood of the Phoenix clan, and there is no breath of soul here.

Xiao Shu stepped on the void, and his feet were already standing on the back of the sky demon that had turned into its original form. His feet landed heavily, with domineering spiritual power.

Hearing a groan, Tian Yao felt that all the bones in his body were about to be broken. He roared in pain and twisted his thick body desperately, but he couldn't throw Xiao Shu off his back.

Xiao Shu smiled awe-inspiringly, the smile between his brows and eyes was extremely cold, he said softly to the Fuli sword in his hand, "Fuli, do you feel that killing him is annoying?"

The Fuli Sword made a piercing sound, as if it was responding to Xiao Shu, the sound sounded like Ling Chi in Tian Yao's ears, only then did Tian Yao know what the threat of death was.

The spiritual power of the man who stepped on his back was too tyrannical, he absorbed Xiao Shu's spiritual power, but collided with the demon power in his body, and knocked him back to his original shape.

Xiao Shu let go of his hand, and the Fuli Sword did not fall to the surface of the sea, but condensed more fierce arrogance and stabbed at Jiaolong's back. Jiaolong convulsed in pain, but he had no chance to fight back.

With that stab, Jiaolong's blood splashed all over Fulijian. Fulijian moved a little away as if feeling disgusted, and then pierced Jiaolong's eyes. generally.

Xiao Shu deliberately stepped on Jiaolong's wound, and sighed inaudibly, "What should I do, Fuli, I still don't think it's enough."

Hearing the words, Fuli Sword swayed the sound of the sword, taking advantage of the gap between Jiaolong's shouting and stabbing straight into Jiaolong's mouth.

The body of Fuli Sword was covered with ice-cold snow and frost, Jiaolong was rolling in the cold, but Xiao Shu still stood calmly on Jiaolong's back, hearing Jiaolong's screams, he still felt puzzled.

What he wanted was for the sky demon to be tortured and die, not so easily.

Fuli Sword has never seen such a dirty stomach, it is by Zichu's side, and Zichu scrubs its sword body every day to make it clean.

It is a sword spirit, but it can understand human nature, and it knows that Zichu cherishes it from the bottom of his heart.

This time without the nourishment of Zichu's blood, the sword spirit still came out, controlling the body of the Fuli sword to stab the various organs in the dragon's body until the flesh and blood were dripping, and he would not let it go. Those hearts, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were all cut by it It became rotten meat.

As if feeling unrelieved, it broke out from Jiaolong's abdomen, and even the meridians of Jiaolong's body had been severed.

Jiaolong had already fallen on the surface of the sea at this time, and he couldn't die any more. Xiao Shu washed the blood-stained Floating Li Sword in the sea water, and said softly,
"Fuli, she definitely wants you to be clean, next, let me vent my anger, okay?"

The Fuli sword shook its body, and flew to Chenghuang's side with the momentum of piercing through the air, because there was the aura of Zichu there.

Xiao Shu said softly, as gentle as the whispering of grass and trees, "To die so soon, I haven't played enough."

If Tian Yao is not dead, he will definitely vomit a mouthful of old blood at this time, his internal organs are all cut into pieces, and his meridians are cut off. This is not dead, so is it a dragon?

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