The King of Hell is Genius Pampered Wife

Voice just fell, her palm suddenly gathered a wind blade, toward He Xi mercilessly chopped past.

This time, she used 10% of the power of her attack, without any reservation. She vowed to fight to be blamed by the master and son, and to kill the bitch on the spot.

"Zhuque can't -!" White tiger sends out a exclamation, the palm immediately condenses the energy mask, wants to save He Xi, but, Zhu que is nearer to He Xi, he does not check for a while, seeing is too late to rescue, cannot help but change his face.

Wind blade whistling, rolling dust, like wrapped in thousands of sword meaning to hit the river.

He Xi looks at the blade calmly, neither retreating nor avoiding. Instead, he slowly raises a sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth.

When the wind blade almost rushed in front of her, He Xi suddenly raised her hand, only to see that she had a white bone whip in her hand.

Bone whip gently raised, a moment, golden blue light flickering, even blinking between say wind blade split into two.

The blade of the wind roared past her, raising soft black hair, and finally disappeared without trace. He Xi, standing in the middle of the storm, looked at Zhuque ironically, but He Xi was unharmed.

The white tiger opened his mouth wide and his face was shocked.

Young girl Tingting stands in the sun, her skin is as white as snow, her eyes are like bright and introverted gemstones, and her facial features are as delicate as a goddess landing on earth. There is no fluctuation of the power around her, but at the moment when she just released her hand, the white tiger clearly felt the fluctuation of the power.

Moreover, the property of the fluctuation of the spirit power is not the single spirit root of the golden wood, water and fire, nor the common variant spirit root, which has never been seen by the white tiger What's going on?

Is there any cultivation in Nalan river?

Compared with the surprise of the white tiger, Zhuque suddenly twisted her face after the shock. Her eyes were red and bloodshot, and she glared at Hexi fiercely, as if to kill her. "It's you, it's you who stole my cultivation! Bitch, you stole my accomplishments, didn't you? You give me back my accomplishments

He Xi looked at her coldly, but he smiled sarcastically. "Oh, your cultivation has fallen from the early stage of golden elixir to the middle stage of congealing pulse. No wonder that wind blade is coming, like a soft breeze, powerless."

Hearing the words, Zhuque suddenly looks crazy and rushes towards her hysterically, "Nalan River, you steal my cultivation, you can't die!"!! I can kill you even if I have only the middle period of congealing pulse! I will tear you to pieces! "

While shouting, Zhuque took out his own poison powder and sprayed it towards He Xi.

You should know that these poison powders were made by her in the golden age. Even the friars of the same level will be a little afraid when they meet. What's more, Nalan river is only a newly promoted warrior at best. But how can she resist the cultivation in the Qi training period.

Once the poison powder touches the human body, it will make the skin fester inch by inch, and finally turn into rotten bones and corpse water.

Nalan River, you do harm to me. If I can't tear you to pieces, frustrate your bones and bring ashes to light, I can't solve my heart's hatred!!

Just after the poison powder was spilled, He Xi smelt a special smell from the air.

She opened a sneering arc on the corner of her mouth and sneered, "how dare you use poison in front of your ancestors? It's just a big axe in front of Luban gate. I can't help myself!"