City Summoner

The dozen or so faces that had faded away in white clothes turned out to be more than a dozen killers who had already been trained, under the order of Jie Jun, the blood god of the prison.

Attacking She Ji, She Ji looked at the dozen or so killers and snorted coldly.

"Xie Jun! Are you too naive! Just relying on these scumbags, you want to capture this Snake Princess? Don't you think too naive today?"

Just as he was about to shoot his own flaming snake, he suddenly felt a dizziness in his brain, and then he couldn't stand still.

"You have already poisoned this fruit just now?" She Ji knew that she was completely planted in the hands of this man.

"That's right! If it can be solved easily, this Divine Sovereign will never spend more energy on him!" This has always been his own style of behavior.

After all, it still takes a lot of strength to kill this woman by hand, it is better to let others do it and do it by yourself.

"Also, I sent someone to stab your wound a few days ago. I originally wanted you to die silently at that time, but who would have thought that you didn't die."

"In that case, I have to do it myself!" When the Prison Blood God said this, he looked at Sheji's face, as if he was looking at a dead man.

Snake Ji remembered the incident that she was attacked the day before yesterday, but she didn't expect that this guy did it.

Between the electric light and flint, the knife light of the dozen or so faces was only one palm away from him, and Snake Princess had completely collapsed on her seat due to poisoning.

"Hey, don't worry, and me, you can't die today!"

Suddenly the head of the face made a familiar voice, She Ji saw the familiar face, and Mu Feng dressed up as the face of the head!

When Mu Feng's sword was about to pierce into Snake Princess's chest, he turned his head and swept away with one sword, and the dozen or so killers behind were all wiped out!

"how is this possible?"

This is Snake Ji's unbelievable voice.

"Why is it impossible?"

Mu Feng said, she picked up the paralyzed Snake Princess and quickly took out a Peiyuan Dan from the storage ring and fed it into her mouth.

Although it can't be completely detoxified, but at least she can save her life first.

"You, you saved me for the second time!" She Ji made a weak voice, but her eyes were filled with tears of gratitude.

On the other side, Xie Jun, who was sitting on the Grand Master's chair, was completely shocked. Among the twelve killers he personally arranged, could there be any more traitors?

This is simply a great irony, even if Snake Ji jumped up and killed all the killers with a sword, it would not shock him more than the current scene.

How could a killer that he personally cultivated be in a temporary infighting?Otherwise, how can I explain that I would draw a sword against my own people.

Moreover, all the remaining eleven people were killed with the power of a sword, not even the scum!This requires at least a master above the fairy level to have such strength.

This man is not his own killer!Who is this person? , , .

Chapter 832 Soul Eater's Hand

Until Snake Ji and Xie Jun saw the face of this coming person at the same time.

Both of them exclaimed at the same time, and Mu Feng's face was naturally recognized by the Prison God Monarch: "So it's you!"

After Mu Feng placed the Snake Princess in his arms, he stood out, only to find that the Snake Princess held his hand with weak strength.

"Hurry up and escape, Ding Yefu-kun, you are not this person's opponent!" She Ji's expression was extremely sincere.

"If there is an afterlife, I hope I will find you as your wife as soon as possible!" This was She Ji's last wish, at least for a moment Mu Feng was touched by this woman.

Of course, Snake Princess will not regret it, because that night by the Kagura Lake, the first time she met her, she was already moved by this man.

So it is not a lie to say that love at first sight, for the pair of people who meet in this world, of course it exists.

Mu Feng finally took Snake Ji's hand, turned around, gave her the most tender look, and said softly, "It's okay, you can see it."

Mu Feng turned around and looked at Jie Jun, the god of prison blood, who was also looking at him.

"Who the hell are you? I have never seen someone like you in the Elysium Realm. This is a family matter in our Fenye League."

"I hope you don't interfere in the end, and it won't do you any good if you interfere!" Xie Jun never understood this point.

Since he is a person who came out of nowhere, why he would come over to take care of such nostalgia is completely unreasonable.

Jie Jun, the god of prison blood, couldn't believe that such a stupid person really existed in the world. Even if there were, that person would have already died.

Taking it all into consideration, then there is only one possibility, this person must be related to this matter, or even the matter related to his Xuanyuan Sacred Sword.

Thinking of this, no matter who the other party is, the absolute experience over the years tells Xie Jun that in this world only dead people can't speak.

This is a truth that has not been easy through the ages. Once there is the slightest soft-hearted, then the only person who will die will be himself.

At this time, Xie Jun decided to kill the man who claimed to be "Ding Ye". Once this man died, he would not have to think about the various connections behind him.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the most important thing now is that I hope you will obediently hand over the necklace of the day's eye and the balance of the heart in your hands!"

Because Mu Feng heard this secret from the mouth of monk Xiuzhai, he suddenly became interested in this extraordinary weapon.

After all, I will soon have a "Fight of the Three Realms" with those old monsters. By chance, I can come to this paradise and win such a magic weapon.

When the time comes to fight against those old monsters, wouldn't it increase the odds of winning by a few percent?

Thinking of these, Mu Feng decided that this Xuanyuan Sacred Sword, I want Mu Feng!

As soon as Mu Feng said these words, Xie Jun, who had always looked unfazed, couldn't help but take three steps back. For him, such a top-secret matter, apart from himself, everyone in the Three Realms could also know. Countless.

And this unremarkable, hair-headed boy actually opened his mouth, as if the Xuanyuan Sacred Sword had been wrapped up by him, at least the tone of this guy was so right.