Looking at the four maids who had fallen to the ground and died, Huang Sha old ghost suddenly burst out in a cold sweat and felt a chill in his heart.

I'm not a fool. How can I not know what happened when I saw the scene?

The four maids with swords are not weak in their own strength. Moreover, it seems that the four maids with swords should cultivate sword array, which can enhance their attack and defense.

Otherwise, as one of the three holy places, Ziyun palace would not have sent four of them to protect lingcui.

"With your strength, how sure are you to kill them all?" Chen Sanqiu squints at the old yellow sand ghost and asks.

Yellow sand old ghost Leng for a while, immediately wry smile a: "basic impossible."

"Lingcui's heart is really vicious." Chen San Qiu said.

"With the strength of the four maids holding swords, if they were not someone they could trust, they would not die so easily if they attacked without any defense." Chen Sanqiu snorted coldly and squatted down calmly.

He reached out and closed the eyes of the four maids with swords. Then he reached out and took out Wu Xuan's epee.

Dig a deep pit on the ground with Wuxuan Epee, put the bodies of four maids with swords at the bottom of the pit and fill the soil.

Turn around and take the old yellow sand ghost away.

Chen Sanqiu takes the old yellow sand ghost, qingluan, and they walk toward Xumi mountain, across Xumi mountain, and toward the Dragon Island.

However, what Chen does not know is that when they leave, a figure appears again in the camp.

It's the spirit that left before and came back again.

Before lingcui took advantage of the four maid unprepared, killed the four maid, and then left.

When lingcui thinks that he didn't deal with their bodies and comes back, he finds that someone has buried the four maids he killed.

Lingcui stood in front of the tomb, looking at the high mound and the sword mark on the ground.

"Chen Sanqiu again." Lingcui narrowed his eyes, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Then he turned to look at Xumishan. With a cold hum, he was about to turn and leave.

But I don't want to have a giggle.

Lingcui suddenly looks shocked and suddenly turns back.

See a white dress, a small round face, looks lovely and unruly girl appeared behind him.

Lingcui's face showed a touch of panic. Although she didn't know who the other party was, she could come to her back so quietly, which means that the girl must be a very powerful person.

"Cluck, little sister, you are so lovely and beautiful. I don't know which family you are from. Your adults must be very proud of you." Lingcui slightly convergence mind, eyes suddenly smile into a crescent moon, Jiao smile at this sudden appearance of the little beauty said.

Little beauty Du Du small mouth, to lingcui said: "you do things, I see, you can really be a bad woman."

Ling Cui Leng for a while, the corners of his mouth suddenly puffed, and his smiling face suddenly became gloomy. He said with a sneer, "little sister, then you really don't understand. Some things are not what you should see. You have to see them. What can you do?"

The little beauty waved her fist, pouted her lips and said to lingcui, "I just want to hammer you into a meat cake."

Lingcui's eyes flashed a touch of cold, sneer: "that's to see, who will become that meat cake."

"You, of course." The little beauty hummed, no nonsense.

After that, he jumped up and rushed to lingcui.

There was no fancy action in Hu Li. It was such a rush that the speed was extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, he has rushed to lingcui's side

The small fist is not big, but when it's waved, it's very easy.

A huge sense of oppression, so that the spirit of a tight heart.

I thought that although the little girl suddenly appeared a little strange, no matter how strong she was, she couldn't be too strong.

After all, grades are here.

Look at the grade of this little girl, she should be 16 or 17 years old. Even if she is a holy land like Ziyun palace, she will not be strong if she tries her best to cultivate her.

As the saint of Ziyun palace, I still know it.

Such a grade, can achieve the universe strength s level entry, already very talented.

However, just the first punch, lingcui felt that it was too powerful and heavy.

Quickly back a few steps, shocked at the little beauty.

"Bah, it's shameless of you to step back." The little beauty vomited a mouthful of saliva toward the spirit quintessence and said with disdain on her face.

Ling Cui hears the little beauty say so, the corner of the mouth of gas a burst of draw, almost want to vomit blood.

Shit, what do you mean I'm shameless?

What do you mean?

I didn't mess with you.

Thinking of this, lingcui bit his teeth and said to the little beauty: "since you want to die, don't blame me for killing you."

There is a sword in lingcui's hand. It's cold. It's a rare artifact.

However, little beauty's face didn't change. She still tooted her little mouth. A copy of the way that the eldest lady looked at you, she was going to hammer you with her little fist.

Lingcui looks depressed.

No longer think about it, immediately his figure flashed like a flying immortal, ethereal and prosperous, stabbing the little beauty with a sword, with a fierce in his eyes.

Since you want to die, don't blame me for being cruel.

A sword stabs out, flowers like brocade, but it contains incomparable ruthlessness.

However, the performance of the little beauty once again shocked lingcui.

I saw the little beauty as if she didn't see the sword of lingcui. She still waved her little fist and smashed it down.

The sword Qi, which was like flowers, was smashed under the impact of the little girl's fist.

Extremely sharp sword, in the little beauty's fist, inch by inch broken.

Lingcui felt a little desperate.

What the hell is this little girl?

What's the origin of this?

Damn, how can I meet such a demon?

"Touch"

Xiaofenquan broke through the obstacles and finally hit lingcui.

Lingcui suddenly felt as if his body had been hit by thunder. The huge force hit him. He didn't have any ability to resist.

The body is like a rag, and is beaten out.

"Poof"

With a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale instantly. The veil that originally covered half of his face flew down, revealing a beautiful and attractive face.

But, now this exquisite to the extreme face pale, suddenly less a trace of charm.

"You, why are you bothering me?" Lingcui stooped, legs trembling on the ground, angry and confused looking at the little beauty asked.

"You dare to pit my little beggar slave's baby. If I don't beat you, who can I beat?" Chen yu'er snorted coldly: "you remember, I Chen yu'er is a good master. Even if it's a dog beside me, no one can bully me."

Spiritual essence·····

Who is Chen yu'er?

And who is your little beggar slave?

I don't know you at all, OK?