Chapter 389

He Xi, with one hand on the rockery, his head slightly sideways, his handsome face and beautiful white neck, said slowly, "I don't have the impatience to live, but I feel very impatient to see your scum alive."

"So I have to send you all to hell so as not to get in my way!"

"Unbridled!" The middle-aged man smelled the seven tips of the direct anger, pointed to He Xi and said angrily, "what are you? You dare to come to our ginger mansion and talk about things, and you dare to hurt the guards of our ginger mansion. It's true that no one in our ginger mansion can fail!"

"Come on, let's go together. I'd like to have a look. A junior in the foundation period, where's the dog's gall coming to our ginger mansion?"

The words are rampant, but the middle-aged man did not dare to neglect them. He quickly offered a green sword with cold light.

The spirit of the middle-aged man poured in, the sword made a whistling and buzzing sound, and soon flew towards the He River on the rockery.

At the same time, those who followed the middle-aged man in the congealing pulse period also offered the magic weapon flying sword together, ready to launch.

Seeing that the green sword has split into the front of He River, the slender hand holds the purple vine, and suddenly sweeps heavily.

Just listen to the sound of "pa", and the fire is everywhere in the blink of an eye.

The green sword was stopped by purple vines in the middle of the air, and without waiting for the reaction of the middle-aged man, he suddenly turned around and flew towards the crowd.

"Ah -" One of the guards let out a shrill scream, and his whole body was pierced by the green sword as his chest.

He slowly looked down at the sword on his chest, his eyes were filled with incredible horror, then his head tilted and he cut off his breath.

He Xi is standing on the top of the fake mountain holding the purple hell and you Luo.

A head of black hair like silk is flying gently, purple vines are dancing gently in her hands, and a deep smile appears on the beautiful face of the young man, whose face is bright and beautiful as poetry and painting. At this time, it looks like a deadly Yama.

The middle-aged man's face became extremely ugly. The green flying sword, which was inserted in his hand's chest, even hummed several times before he came back to him.

He thought that he was just a warrior in the foundation period. Even if his magic weapon was even more powerful, he might be able to deal with a group of warriors in the foundation period. But when he came across a warrior with a high level of coagulating vein, he didn't abuse it by himself.

But it was clear that the facts were far from what he had imagined.

"Who are you?" The middle-aged man's heart had the fear, could not help raising his voice to ask.

Can not wait for him to finish saying, He Xi suddenly jump, the whole person flies like a swallow in the air, and the purple vines in her hands are roaring out.

Just listen to a loud bang, purple vines rolled around the bodies of more than a dozen basic period warriors, and then they were hurled on the wall.

Pitifully, the martial artists in the foundation period didn't have high accomplishments. When they were caught by purple hell and you Luo, they broke the spirit defense. Without the spirit defense, they were just ordinary people's bodies.

When I was so severely knocked on the wall, I didn't even hum at all, so my whole body broke and died cleanly.

At this time, the middle-aged man has a frightened expression on his face, and he wants to invite everyone to join him.

Suddenly, a clapping voice came from behind him, and then an old voice with a smile slowly sounded, "good skills, good magic weapon, it's really the young hero!"