Chapter 1787

Slender fingers, holding ten money darts.

Qiao Jin's whole body's gas suddenly soared at this moment.

That huge invisible force is so shocking that we can't look directly at it.

"Whew, whew --"

several sounds of breaking the air.

The ten money darts, combined with Xuanqi, suddenly rushed into the hundreds of monsters.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Roar!"

"Oh! Oops

In the whole space, suddenly there was a deafening scream.

The hundreds of monsters were split up by ten money darts in an instant.

Don't leave one alive.

At the same time, a blade of the black sickle, which was still breathing, broke into the air.

The blade of the black sickle is suspended among the remains of thousands of monsters.

The majestic stillness immediately covered all the debris around.

Qiao Jin ran out of the dead air of the blade of the black sickle, with a relaxed smile on his face.

He toward the direction of Yan Xiaoyi, pick pick eyebrow: "this tacit understanding, absolutely!"

Two huge monsters roared in anger.

They finally understood that just now Qiao Jin was deliberately pretending to be weak, and then lured them all to surround him, and then killed him once again.

Then borrow Yan Xiaoyi's black sickle blade to completely swallow up the hundreds of monsters.

It's not just saving them physical strength.

Let the power of the blade of the black sickle continue to increase.

Shameless human beings!

They must devour these two humans!

The huge monster's huge eyes, burst out a flash of rage.

Yan Xiaoyi looks at Qiao Jin's smiling face, she wants to return with a smile.

But just when she threw the blade of the black sickle, she had exhausted her strength.

And without the support of the blade of the scythe.

Yan Xiaoyi was powerless and half knelt on the ground.

"Xiaoyi!"

Qiao Jin's pupil shrank abruptly, and his expression on his face was startled.

Two huge monsters also saw yanxiaoyi's present situation, immediately summoned the ordinary monster and attacked Yan Xiaoyi.

A dozen monsters surround Yan Xiaoyi.

The blade of the scythe, after swallowing up the debris, rushed back to its owner.

However, the strength of the blade of the black sickle is increasing now, but Yan Xiaoyi is real and has no fighting power.

At this time, there are two monsters, from behind Yan Xiaoyi attack and go.

Sharp claws, sharp fangs, flashing cold cold awn.

Looking at it, he will stab into Yan Xiaoyi's back.

"Xiaoyi!"

Qiao Jin's heart rending low roar, quickly rushed to the direction of Yan Xiaoyi.

Hearing the sound, Yan Xiaoyi knows that he must be in danger.

Yan Xiaoyi lifted a breath and squeezed the blade of the black sickle.

The body follows a side to avoid.

Sharp claws, cut Yan Xiaoyi's arm.

Blood came out and dyed Qiao Jin's eyes red.

Qiao Jin burst out a roar and reached out to stop Yan Xiaoyi's falling body.

"Xiaoyi! Are you all right? " Qiao Jin stares at Yan Xiaoyi carefully, full eyes worry.

Yan Xiaoyi shook his head, relying on the power of the blade of the black sickle, barely maintaining his standing posture: "nothing."

"Where do you look like you're ok?" Qiao Jin extends his hand and caresses Yan Xiaoyi's face.

Yan Xiaoyi shrank back: "I'm really OK. Don't forget that we took Baijie pill refined by Xiaoyi before we came in. Baijie pill not only has the function of detoxification, but also has the effect of nourishing the body."

She smiles and says it seriously.

Qiao Jin wrung his eyebrows. Why hasn't he heard of Baijie pill's effect on nourishing the body?

But they also have no time to think.

Around the monster, endless spread around to come.

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