Crash! The steel knife, with its majestic strength, waves out at Xiaobao. Elder Wan seems to be overjoyed, but his hand doesn't relax at all. He plays with all his strength. As an experienced leader like him, he has known for a long time that a little carelessness may lead to a remake by his opponent. The fierce strength of Qi, mixed with the intention of cold sabre, overturns Xiaobao. He tumbled in the air for several days, fell to the ground and spewed out a mouthful of blood. The little body was shaking violently, as if it would fall down at any time. Xiaobao inserts the sword into the ground with his backhand to keep his body steady. But when it came to the wound, he spat out a mouthful of blood again. Zheng -!! At last, the demon harp uttered a confused syllable. Mu Yan's face was white and his hands were full of blood. He suddenly stood up. Ming Yan army all more is exclaimed a "little master", will rush past. However, the Emperor Ming Jue steps forward, stops Mu Yan, holds her in his arms and holds her injured hand in the palm of his hand painfully. The man's deep and gentle voice, as if with infinite magic, let her believe, let her rely on, "believe that little guy, he won't let you down!" With a wave of the long sword, the shadow carves a deep gully on the ground, blocking the way of the Ming Yan army. No one can disobey the master's command. Besides, she believes that young master will win. That's Miss Jun's son. That's the future king of the polar region Wan chang put the steel knife across his chest, showing a sad smile, "little guy, you can't even stand up? Still refuse to give up? " His vision sweeps the Mu Yan and di Ming Jue standing by, and his eyes are full of ruthlessness and cruelty. Wan Changlao is not a fool. After listening to their conversation, we know that these people want him to make a grindstone for this little thing. But who is he? He is the elder of tiandaozong! These people want to use him as a grindstone, it is definitely the wrong choice! Now he will kill this little guy in front of these people. At the thought of these people, especially the beautiful woman, with a look of pain and regret, Wan Changlao's eyes turned red with excitement. He walked towards Xiaobao step by step, and the steel knife in his hand was slowly covered with a layer of dark blue light. This is his unique skill. As long as it is burned by the blue demon fire, not only the Xuanqi in the body will be absorbed completely, but also the wound will be extremely painful and will never heal. It's just that [blue field demon fire] can only be used once a month, so Wan Changlao didn't plan to use it at the beginning. But now, he's going to teach these snobbish people a lesson they'll never forget“ You son of a bitch, go to hell with me Close to the shrouded area of the sword, elder Wan suddenly drank, raised the long sword, and the blue light of fire went straight to Xiaobao's thin body. Looking at the blue fire completely engulfed the little boy's little body, Wan Changlao couldn't help laughing“ See, this is the end of you fighting against me and tiandaozong... "However, his laughter stopped abruptly after a few breath. In the position where Xiaobao was just located, a burst of dazzling light suddenly burst out. The light is also blue, but it is ten thousand times brighter than Wan Changlao's newly launched "blue demon fire".