The cute sword breaks the sky!

"You are really hopeless." Master Xuanlu bit his lower lip tightly, recalling the scorching appearance at that time, Master Xuanlu couldn't help but clenched his hands tightly, and said coldly: "You bastard, at that time Bloodbathed his brothers, master and others, and now you are so shamelessly forcing him, you guy is really disgusting."

However, Wen Moyuan, who heard this, just sneered, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and said coldly:

"Rather than being hopeless, I think that you, a bug-like fellow, could have died a long time ago!" Wen Moyuan clapped his hands and asked people to go forward to kill this real Xuanlu.

"Come here, kill him." As soon as the light words fell, it seemed to herald the future ending of this real Xuanlu.

I saw that the surrounding demons all stepped forward, surrounded Daoist Xuanlu, wanting to kill Daoist Xuanlu.

On the other hand, Daoist Xuanlu relied on his own ability to dodge constantly, but no matter how he dodged, there would always be times when he missed.

"laugh!"

Daoist Xuan Lun, whose arm was accidentally cut, pursed his lips slightly, his eyes were icy cold, his face was extremely indifferent, he just waved a sharp knife, and his snow robe was constantly stained with bright red.

However, the aloof Wen Moyuan just hugged Zhuhe tightly, like watching a clown jumping on the beam, watching the real Xuan Lun keep dodging, slightly curled his lips, showing a mocking smile.

"It's really stupid." Wen Moyuan looked at Zhuhe affectionately and tenderly, and whispered: "You said, right?"

However, Zhuhe didn't reply him at all.

But at this time, the subordinates beside Zhuhe suddenly rebelled, and he suddenly drew his sword and slashed at Wen Moyuan.

In an instant, when all the demons didn't react, they saw that Mo Yuan turned around gently, hugged Zhuhe tightly in his arms, and then,

"Hey!" All the demons didn't expect that Wen Moyuan would block the knife with his body.

Warm blood splashed on the weak and pale face, the man froze on the spot, he didn't seem to expect that this guy who made him want to bite his flesh to the bone, would protect him with his body to block the knife instead of holding him He made a shield.

However, Wen Moyuan just hooked his lips slightly, and smiled charmingly, his sexy thin lips parted slightly, only to hear the ringing in his ears,

"You thought the deity would let you go, you were wrong." The palms of his hands were just held tightly, Zhuhe was stunned there, his eyes were full of bewilderment and ignorance.

He gradually became unclear, and he felt that the road ahead became more and more blurred...

However, seeing the knife entering Wen Moyuan's body, Jia Yuanfeng, who had never called Wen Moyuan's attention, immediately gritted his teeth.

It never occurred to him that the devil would protect this Zhuhe even after being stabbed. He thought he could use this to satirize Wen Moyuan, but he didn't expect...to make a mistake...

But, no matter what, this Jia Yuanfeng had a serious face, he gritted his teeth and looked at Wen Moyuan, and growled:

"Bamboo Wo!"

Hearing someone calling Zhuhe, he turned his head and looked back instantly, with eyes that lost focus and became lifeless, but Jia Yuanfeng just looked at Zhuhe fixedly, and shouted: "Please Wake up! In this way, even if the subordinate sacrifices, the subordinate must save this demon world from danger!"

After finishing speaking, Jia Yuanfeng looked at Wen Moyuan coldly,

"You devil, you should die!"

It seemed that Jia Yuanfeng was just being merciful before, but Wen Moyuan, who heard this, just smiled instead of anger, and sneered at what Jia Yuanfeng said as a joke.

However, this clown was still unrecognizable, so he raised his sword and slashed at Wen Moyuan with this sign.

But is he Wen Moyuan's opponent? Wen Moyuan curled his lips coldly, a bloody gleam flashed in his eyes, and then he uttered a word coldly:

"die."

I saw that Jia Yuanfeng was suddenly covered with blood-red vines, and then, just listen,

"Puff!" With a sound, I saw that Jia Yuanfeng's mouth was suddenly pierced by something huge, and even the skin of his mouth became bloody. The long blood-colored vines slowly bent their bodies, respectfully towards Wen Moyuan bow down.