The King of Hell is Genius Pampered Wife

It was an internal injury.

However, none of them retreated, not even showing a trace of panic and fear.

Because, the young man who presided over the battle, the young man who was sitting in the wheelchair and had no power to bind the chicken, he had not fallen.

Because, that white dress floats, the long sword flies, the body shape is delicate, but lets the person be able to trust unconditionally, she still has not retreated one step.

Huangfu Yi's face is becoming more and more ugly, and his gums are almost broken by him.

He looked at the girl who was struggling with himself in the big formation. He couldn't believe that she didn't show defeat.

There should be no doubt that a monk in the Mahayana period is better than a monk in the divinity level who has already risen.

However, this fact has been broken today.

Xi Yue's sword is faster and faster, and the pace under his feet is like a mirage of Lingbo.

Huang Fu Yi's puppet can only parry. If you are distracted, you will be cut by the water sword and your blood will flow out.

But in fact, compared with Huangfu Yi's anger, only the individual puppets with fighting instinct did not panic.

Because Mahayana is Mahayana after all, and Shenjun is Shenjun after all. Even if Xiyue's sword technique is more excellent and has more means, he will return to the competition between spirit and spirit.

On this point, the gap between the two realms cannot be ignored.

Sure enough, after another stroke of incense, Huang Fu Yi's knife in the puppet's hand hit Xi Yue's shoulder.

The blood was raging, the blade was deep into the bone, and a low moan came from Xiyue's mouth. Her small face became pale and sweaty because of severe pain.

Outside the battle formation, Huangfu Yi, who was attacking angrily, saw this scene and laughed: "Xi Yue, do you really think you can defeat the God King at two levels? The scenery just now is just your dying struggle! "

All of a sudden, Huangfu Yi's laughter came to an abrupt end, and the pride on his face turned into consternation.

Because he found that a cold smile slowly appeared on the face of the girl who had been hurt badly.

The smile was very beautiful and holy. It was like the snow lotus blooming in the northern glacier and the arrogance that made Huangfu Yi think of the experience of holding back and bending in the ancient yuankong again.

Later, he heard the girl's beautiful voice, which was a little hoarse and slowly sounded, "although it's just a puppet, but he has something to do with your body, right? Do you think if your puppet is poisoned, will your body be affected? "

"Huangfu Yi, you don't know. I've been waiting for this moment. It's really hard to wait!"

Huang Fu Yi's face suddenly changed, and his eyes flashed a flash of panic. But he soon calmed down and sneered: "jokingly, I'm a God, and you're just a friar of the lower world. What if you use poison? Can you do me any harm? "

"No ordinary poison!" Xi Yue raised his head, his face was covered with sweat, his smile was more bright, and his voice was more clear and beautiful. "But what if the poison extracted from the ice prison of liusui is from Yin to cold?"

"You You, you, what do you say?! " Huangfu Yi let out a scream, and then yelled, "it's impossible, it's impossible, how can you extract the ice prison of liusui, you You're not going to be able to put the ice prison on me... "

Suddenly, Huangfu's voice stopped again.