Beautiful CEO's Supreme Bodyguard

The tyrannical atmosphere filled the world, and even condensed into a red film on the surface of Ye Pengfei's body, holding up the whole of Ye Pengfei. The whole person was majestic, like a king.

This momentum has long been far beyond the congenital duality.

Wu Tian looks at Ye Pengfei, who is so strange, with a trace of fanaticism on his face. His figure suddenly disappears and appears in front of him in the blink of an eye. At this time, ye Pengfei's eyes were closed, but his hands did not stop. He suddenly waved his fist, and the lightning and flint came to Wutian's body.

That speed is really different from the previous one.

Wu Tian's face remained unchanged. With a wave of his right hand, he turned the cassock into a semicircle and steadily caught Ye Pengfei's fist. Then the whole body jumped up, like turning upside down in mid air, and his right leg went towards Ye Pengfei's head. Ye Pengfei lifted his left hand lightly to block the fierce blow.

Ye Pengfei grasped Wutian's calf with his left backhand. The arm swung round and waved toward the distance, throwing Wutian out directly.

Wutian's body somersault several times in the middle of the sky, which stabilizes the body, the black face behind quietly appears at the foot of Wutian. Wutian gently falls on the Black Lotus, with a trace of dignified on his face. His black cassock has a deep hole, which is the mark caused by Ye Pengfei's fist.

"I'm really worthy of being the son of Shi Nan. It's amazing that instinct alone can reach such a level. However, since you met me when you were weak, even if you are a demon dragon in the sky, you have to lie down for me! "

Wutian's body was shocked, and his black cassock was broken. Suddenly, black veins appeared on his bright head, which made people feel palpitating.

"No curse!"

Wutian is very prosperous. His hands are wide open. He is facing the black blood in the distance, and the black blood columns rush up to the sky. Under the traction of Wutian, he is galloping towards Ye Pengfei.

Ye Pengfei's eyes were closed, and he had no sense in his heart. He just subconsciously felt that the black blood column had a strong malice to him, and now he was directly smashing the black blood column with a fist.

Wutian face unchanged, hands pinch Jue, the broken blood column turned into countless black blood chain, once again toward Ye Pengfei.

Ye Pengfei punches again and again, as if he didn't know he was tired. But he didn't know that his blocking would only aggravate the cluster of chains. More and more black chains around the side of Ye Pengfei's body, tightly bound Ye Pengfei's body. Ye Pengfei roared heavily, and his hands tried to break free from the shackles.

However, a broken, there will be countless blood chain entangled again, the blood chain is dense, there is always a time when ye Pengfei can not break away. Soon, ye Pengfei was tightly wrapped together like a zongzi.

Wu Tian opened his hands and turned his palms into claws. He grasped them fiercely, and the countless chains seemed to be pulled. At the top of the black chain, a black claw suddenly appeared and stabbed into Ye Pengfei's body.

Roar!

Ye Pengfei made a low roar. Under the severe pain, ye Pengfei's voice was a little distorted. He tried his best to wave his arm to break the chain, but it didn't help. The dense chain pierced his whole body.

Hot blood is flowing down the chain, and ye Pengfei's voice is more and more weak, and his action is more and more slow.

Poop!

Ye Pengfei knelt on the ground, lost his mind, lost his breath, like a dead man!

Wu Tian's face was calm, and his right hand moved to lead all the blood in his hand. With a little bit of hands, he rowed a full moon in the air, and finally rushed towards the black Shinan sword.

Hum!

The red blood envelops the Shinan sword. The little blood seeps into the body of the sword. The red light rushes in along the tip of the sword, and a momentum overflows from the Shinan sword.

The momentum with a strong sense of war, but also mixed with deep fanaticism, red light from the sword body suddenly shot out, half the sky of Abby's hell was red.

Wutian's face showed a trace of joy that had not been seen for a long time, and the smile seemed to hide the dream of 33000 years. He burst out laughing.

"Shame, it's 33000 years. You can see the light again!"

In Wutian's words, the red light broke through the darkness and showed his elegant demeanor again. In a flash, the cold light scattered all over the sky, cutting the black blood to pieces. Shinan sword stands in the air. Countless Dao can be condensed into essence. The blade of the sword floats around it, just like the king in the sword. It has the charm of king in the world.

As soon as Shinan sword appeared, he felt the breath of Ye Pengfei.

The sound of a sword rings out one after another. It seems to gush out of the soul, with deep yearning and the joy of seeing each other for a long time. The voice is sincere and fanatical, which makes Wutian envious.

To be sure, time goes by, things are right and people are wrong.

Since the death of the demon king, Shinan sword has been covered with dust. For thousands of years, Shinan sword has been around. I don't know how many masters it has passed. Among them, there are evil demons, compassionate monks, swordsmen and kings.Devout, let them get the friendship of Shinan sword, with the help of Shinan sword, they cut the sword in all directions, swept the six harmonies, and made great achievements. But in Shinan Jian's heart, his master is only the devil.

At the moment, he is reborn, but the latter is much more exciting than the reunion with the devil.

Ye Pengfei's weak body exudes a unique breath, which is not strange to Shinan sword. It is the breath of the devil. Shinan sword turns into a streamer and appears directly in front of Ye Pengfei. The light of the sword flows and the sound of the sword sounds earth shaking. Where the sword light goes, those strange black chains melt like ice and snow.

The red light is printed on Ye Pengfei's body, and the claws of those bones are quietly receding. Ye Pengfei's body surface wound healed again at the speed visible to the naked eye.

Ye Pengfei's faint breath has a slight warming fluctuation.

Wu Tian saw a smile on the corner of his mouth and said in a soft voice: "it's really a magic weapon from ancient times. The heart of protecting the Lord is really enviable. But today, you are destined to be in the palm of my hand

Wutian's hands pushed forward smoothly, and the violent breath sent out the fluctuation of evil spirit. It turned into a strong chain and went straight to the Shinan sword. The strange claw directly locks the handle of Shinan sword, and the dark evil force gradually climbs towards Shinan sword along the chain.

Shinan sword sent out several swords and cut them on the chain. However, it was surprising that Shinan sword, which had not been used before, did not produce any effect.

"Shinan magic sword, you are mine!"