Chapter 4472 Who Is the Person Who Hurt Xiaoyaomen (2)

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Dark Ye Si's eyes were cold, and when he raised his hand, a sharp knife appeared in his palm.

"Oh, if the black spell talisman can't kill them, then I will cut off their heads. I want to see if these little bastards can live without their heads!"

After that, he teleported to Chu Moli.

As soon as the servant stood still, he collided with his gaze condescendingly.

Then, he saw that the young man's pupils, who had been calm from beginning to end, shrank suddenly, and an unbelievable expression appeared on his face.

The fingers that were forming the seal also stopped moving.

Dark Ye Si sneered: "Cripple, are you afraid now? It's too late!"

The sharp knife in his hand was lifted, and a rounded arc was drawn in the air, crossing Chu Moli's neck.

An excited and cruel light flashed in Dark Ye Si's eyes.

He waited to see the head of the young man roll to the ground, his wide eyes full of fear and disbelief.

Dark Ye Si didn't notice that, behind him, Dark Ye San suddenly widened their eyes, showing extremely horrified expressions.

Even the dark night Er, who was still invincible just now, was tense all over, his face under the black robe was pale without a trace of blood, and the hands hanging by his side were blue veins protruding.

Dark Ye Si slowly retracted the long knife, the corners of his mouth twitched.

However, the expected scene that made his blood rush out did not appear.

Instead, his eyes began to change rapidly.

From high to low, from bright to dark.

Then, his eyes saw a body without a head.

A cold and familiar voice came from my ears: "I also want to know if you can live without your head."

Dark Ye Si's eyes turned slowly and stiffly.

Then, he saw a pair of slender straight legs.

The ends of long silver hair that fluttered gently.

Then, he lowered his eyes slightly, looking at his blood-colored pupils as if he were looking at a dead garbage.

That's... the master!

It is the only owner of Fentian for thousands of years, Luo Yunxiao.

This is the last thought of Dark Night Four.

Then he felt the boundless pain overwhelming the sky.

Immediately afterwards, his soul was forcibly pulled out and put into a small bottle.

From then on, the dark and tormented, never see the light of day.

...

Fen Tian and the others stared blankly at this scene.

Watching Dark Ye Si's head gurgling roll to his feet, watching his soul being drawn out, like a weird bottle.

Looking at the handsome man with silver hair and bloody eyes, he raised his head and glanced at the people in Xiaoyaomen bound by vines.

With a raised hand, those indestructible vines with countless fangs and monster heads were immediately burned by black flames and vanished into ashes.

These vines are Dark Ye Er's natal magic weapon [Empty Chan Magic Vine]. Although not all of them are used to shackle Xiaoyaomen, they are also a full quarter.

At this time, everything was destroyed, [Dark Night Two] immediately felt a shock in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the throat was full of fishy sweetness, almost spurting blood.

However, he didn't dare to show it at all, he could only clench his fists tightly with both hands and swallow the blood again.

After destroying the [Empty Chan Magic Vine], Luo Yunxiao turned his attention to them and asked lightly, "Who did it?"

This sentence is endless.

It can be contacted that the dark night four was beheaded and the soul was collected, and the dark night two natal magic weapon was burned, the meaning is very clear.

Who was it that hurt Xiaoyaomen?

The man's voice was cold and indifferent, as usual.

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