The corner of the demon's lips raised coldly, with his right hand raised, and a long -handed giant knife had appeared silently.
That knife, one person is tall, the handle is long, the width of the blade is also one foot, the knife handle is dark, but the knife body is black and red. The red is not regular.
The blood stain dyed the knife blood red.
brush!
Smiles hit each other, golden light splattered.
The demon laughed lightly, and slammed his hands down, and Beichen had been forced to take a step back. Take a step forward. He cut his sword to Beichen's throat.
On the knife, the black mist skyrocketed, and the sound of the air was cut, and the sound of the sound was like the sobbing of the evil ghost.
Two blades hit each other, a black mist rushed over, hit Beichen, Beichen took two steps.
"Ha, I hid in Xingying's body for thousands of years, how can you deal with it now?"
The demon laughed while attacking, the knife speed was getting faster and faster, and the power on the knife was also fierce than a knife.
One knife pressed Beichen, a long tail behind him, the sharp tail thorn immediately shook it, stabbing Beichen's back heart.
"Beichen!"
Zitong rushed over and waved the knife behind Beichen.
The tail stabbed on the blade of the clouds in her hands, and a dazzling golden spark.
Under the strong impact, Zitong hit Beichen's back heavy.
Fortunately, Fengyun Blade is not all kinds of products, none of the tail thorns can be penetrated, and the two are shocked.
The devil did not succeed in one hit. As soon as the long tail entangled, he wrapped Beichen and Zitong together, and at the same time, he fell sharply.
The two were immediately thrown out and fell into the air.
The devil's long knife was erected, and the sharp knife was cut off.
Reaching out and grabbing the purple pupils, Beichen took a little effort, and took her to her arms. Beichen raised the giant sickle with one hand and welcomed each other.
Zitong also waved the blade in his hand and greeted him with him.
"don't want!"
Beichen was busy twisting, protecting her with her body, and moving the giant sickle behind.
The power of the devil, he knows the most, with the power of Zitong's current power, and he can't bear the one who can't bear his own blow. If he meets positively, he will be hit hard.
boom!
The giant knife chopped the sickle handle, Beichen's body was huge, and a bite of blood had already ejected from the mouth.
"Beichen?"
Seeing that the blood rushed through his eyes, a pair of purple pupils widened.
"I'm okay." Bei Chen barely hooked the corner of his lips and threw her aside forcefully. "Hurry up!"
When Zitong was thrown into the air, when Beichen turned his face, the devil had come to him, and the face was a knife.
"Bastard, dare to hit my father and mother!"
The wind rose, burning the sky scolded and rushed over, and the handle was a claw.
The magic god's head didn't return, but just a long tail, the thorns stabbed the claws that burned the sky.
"Don't fight hard!"
Beichen rushed.
I heard his order, although I was unwilling, but still hurriedly accepted the claws.
With a bang, the spikes rubbed the claws of the sky, and the sharp thorns cut the scales between its claws to cut out a deep blood stain.
The scales of the dragon tribe are so powerful that the defense power is not the opponent's spike.
Burning the sky was injured, his heart was furious, and he opened his mouth to spray a pure golden flame.
The demon greeted Beichen's giant sickle, and the tail smashed the fireball and repelled Beichen. He dumped the long tail, and a black -red mist arrow immediately rushed towards the burning sky.
I felt the power of the foggy arrow, and she wanted to hide.