Mo Xie'er couldn't bear to fall to the ground like this. She was so angry that her fat face twisted, she let out a cold roar, turned around and stretched out a sharp claw towards Chang Le.
Changle took a look and saw that it was not her hand, but an eagle claw made of fine iron. The claws were so sharp that they could tear off a person's skin as soon as they touched it.
"Little bitch, don't hide if you can, I'll kill you right now." Until now, Mo Xie'er thought Changle would only hide.
She was full of confidence and threw the eagle claw in her hand with murderous intent. The speed was fast and furious, uprooting the surrounding trees.
Chang Le narrowed his eyes coldly. Although Mo Xie'er was a little bit stronger than her, she knew more fighting and other techniques than her. If they really wanted to fight, she would not necessarily suffer.
So when the eagle claws flew over, she immediately held the dagger and rushed directly towards Mo Xie'er. Seeing Changle approaching, Mo Xie'er was frightened reflexively and quickly retracted the eagle claws in fear.
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At this moment, Chang Le had already slashed the eagle's claw with a dagger, making a muffled sound, and then she accidentally flicked her right wrist.
Suddenly, a string of extendable silver threads shot out from his right wrist. There were a lot of silver threads, and they rushed towards Mo Xie'er like countless extremely thin snake heads.
Hearing just a few "swish" sounds, all those silver threads strangled Mo Xie'er's neck, strangling her neck so hard that Changle was so shocked that he suddenly tightened his wrist.
She pulled like this, and the silver thread drew several red lines on Mo Xie'er's neck, and then she quickly retreated, more agile than the purple, gold, and red python.
At this time, Mo Xie'er in front of her had her eyes widened, her body was standing upright, and her neck was already bleeding.
She was out of breath, and Changle was about to fall down slowly when he saw her body.
But suddenly, she heard a cry, "Xie'er, where are you? I'm a little evil!"
When Xiao Evil arrived, Chang Le quickly stepped forward, grabbed Mo Xie'er's collar, buried his petite body in her chest, and used her body to block himself.
This little evil was called Xiao Evil. She thought that people must be very hateful, otherwise they wouldn't have such a name.
Now she was hiding in front of Mo Xie'er's body, and her heart trembled slightly, but she regained her composure instantly. It was not like she had never done such a thing in modern times.
I just didn't expect that the Bright Moon Bell was so powerful, that it could shoot out silver threads to kill people.
At this time, the little evil voice on the opposite side became louder and louder, "Xie'er, I saw you, what are you doing standing there? Where is that bitch? The saint told her to kill her, so why are you so lazy? Why are you so lazy?
Come with me quickly!"
Suddenly, Changle saw that Mo Xie'er in front of her was about to collapse. She quickly reached out and hugged her waist to steady her body, and she had no choice but to bury her head in her arms.
"Mo Xie'er, did you hear what I said? Have you found Xu Changle? Come, come with me to kill her. The saint said that she must be tortured slowly and die in pain!"
Ha, what a cruel method, it turns out that Feng Cang hates her so much.
At this time, Chang Le coldly hugged Mo Xie'er's waist. She didn't think she was a corpse at all, but only regarded her as an icicle.
At this time, Xiao Evil had quickly walked over, but when she found that Mo Xie'er ignored her, she suddenly felt uneasy.
Her eyes have looked over with doubt, and a lot of spiritual power has been gathered in her hands!