Chapter 945 Chapter 945 The Ruthlessness of the Little Doll

"You have such skills and cultivation at a young age, little baby, which family are you from?" the fat middle-aged man asked, squinting at Duan Ye. ???August 1 Chinese? Network w?w?w?. 18111z?w. com

"Pfft!"

Hearing the three words "Little Doll", Feng Jiu couldn't help but burst out laughing. Looking at Duan Ye, who blushed with anger, that tender baby face was indeed worthy of the three words "Little Doll".

Duan Ye glared at Feng Jiu angrily, then glared at the fat middle-aged man: "I'm your grandfather!" As soon as the voice fell, he attacked with the eight-star flywheel in his hand.

Feng Jiu stood by and didn't move. She was not weak this night. She wanted to know where his limit was. What's more, the Jindan Peak would be easy to shoot. Therefore, she was not worried that he would Dangerous to life.

Sure enough, the early Jindan cultivator on the other side saw Duan Ye attacking, and immediately attacked him, blocking his attack before him and fighting against him. In terms of strength, Ye was no match for the opponent, but in terms of degree and In terms of body technique, he has the upper hand with subtlety.

Feng Jiu watched quietly, and Tun Yun also followed her to watch the fight between the two. The fierce airflow in the air roared away, and the breath of spiritual power that was visible to the naked eye swept through the air, attacking each other. .

"hiss!"

The Jindan cultivator had no weapons in his hand, and was slashed by the eight-star flywheel in Duan Ye's hand. Blood oozes from his shoulders instantly. He also took a breath and stepped back slightly.

Looking at the young man next to him, he didn't dare to go forward, because he knew that he was not the opponent's opponent, so he suddenly stepped forward and ended up dying just like the dozen or so strong men who were killed.

However, he couldn't beat that baby face, but this young man in red was only at the level of a great spiritual master, but he could handle it.

So, he saw that the young man had been staring at the battle between the two men, his sleeves moved slightly, a dagger slipped out of his sleeve, and he held it in his hand. The boy in red stabbed it.

"Kid, watch to kill!"

Who, Feng Jiu didn't even look at it, didn't dodge and didn't make a move, because Tunyun, who was standing at her feet, had already swooped down when he saw the man rushing with a dagger.

The small figure is like a ball, a seemingly harmless and incompetent pet, but at this moment, it shows its sharp claws. At the same time as the figure swoops, the sharp claws slashed towards the man's wrist holding the dagger. .

"call out!"

Shockingly, when a pet like that fluttered out, flashed its claws and fell, it brought a bloodthirsty aura. The man couldn't even dodge.

"Hey! My hand..."

The dagger fell to the ground with a bang, blood seeping out from the trembling wrist, his face turned pale, he instinctively reached out to hold the bleeding hand, and looked at the few claw marks with deep bone on the bloody wrist, faintly visible His bones were half exposed, and he was so shocked that his heart jumped and he screamed.

"Ah! My hand...my hand..."

Due to the sudden change on the man's side, the Jindan cultivator, who was fighting with Duan Ye, lost his mind for a while, and his abdomen was also drawn with a bloody hole by the sharp eight-star flywheel. There is dissatisfaction and unwillingness to set teeth.

For a time, I only felt that the bloody smell in the air, which was already full of bloody smell, became more intense.