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223. Bloody Means 4

The black hawk soared into the sky, instantly as high as the sky, and the sound of the man in black on its back could be heard along the wind.

Only then did Ziyu catch up. Seeing this, he could only stand below and watch the black hawk carrying the man in black away from him.

"Damn it." Ziyu stomped his foot angrily and actually let this guy go. He was really angry.

Fortunately, this eagle can only be found with King Lingnan. The origin of this group of people today is already clear and difficult to understand.

After thinking about it, Ziyu immediately shouted loudly to Beiming Changfeng: "Young Master, come back quickly." There is danger in the Xitang area.

Beiming Changfeng leapt down from the roof, and Ziyu looked at each other, and the two immediately turned around and returned.

Butterflies, so many colorful butterflies...

As soon as they entered the square at the entrance of the Xitang, Ziyu and Beiming Changfeng saw extremely beautiful butterflies flying all over the sky. These butterflies kept flying towards the Xitang, and swooped on people one after another,...

It's just a butterfly. Even if it's poisonous, you can kill it. Why be so panicked?

Beiming Changfeng saw this long sword and was about to kill the dense group of butterflies.

"Young Master, don't cut them." As soon as the people on the outermost edge saw Beiming Changfeng's movements, they immediately shouted: "They will split."

Split?.

What the hell?

Bei Ming Changfeng frowned, picked up one of the butterflies and struck them with his sword as it flew towards them.

The beautiful butterfly was immediately split in half and fell to the ground.

It's easy to kill, this has...

"Look." Ziyu suddenly shouted in a low voice.

In front of me, the butterfly that had been split in half and obviously killed suddenly turned into two butterflies flying quickly.

One becomes two?

Beiming Changfeng's face darkened slightly, and he struck down with another sword.

Two turned into four. The two butterflies that were cut off at the waist directly evolved into four. This...

Endless and endless?

Bei Ming Changfeng felt a shiver in his heart. When he looked closely, the color and appearance of these butterflies seemed to be the species of butterflies that had just flown out of the sedan chair of the man in black and swooped towards him.

Damn it, he thought he had killed them with just one sword, but he didn't expect that it was the beginning of their mutation.

Beiming Changfeng and Ziyu looked at each other, both of them looking ugly.

"Young Master, you must chop off their heads, otherwise they will continue to divide. These are devil butterflies." After hearing the news, Fang Yi ran from the other direction.

Cut off their heads? How small are the heads of butterflies? Who can be so precise in cutting off only their heads instead of other parts of their bodies, causing another round of mutations in them?

Bei Ming Changfeng raised his head and looked at the densely flying devil butterflies that, unbeknownst to Diyi and the others, were already overwhelming the sky, and the corners of his eyes twitched...

"Be careful." King Zhenbei's low roar suddenly came from the wedding hall. From their angle, it seemed that Princess Zhenbei was being attacked by butterflies.

Around them, many people had fallen, and around King Zhenbei there were also many butterflies that were besieging them crazily, trying to pounce on them...

The situation is very critical...

When Beiming Changfeng saw this, he shouted violently and rushed towards the dangerous Xitang, where his father, mother and subordinates were all.

Ziyu stood there with a cold light flashing in his eyes, his bright red sleeves swung open to both sides, and a silver light suddenly shone between his exposed hands.

Needles, densely packed silver needles as thin as ox hair.

The situation is too dangerous


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