And Wang Zhu is obviously in a group with Xuanyuan Cheng, I don't know if he participated in the poisoning of Xingying, but this person's heart is definitely revenge, if someone in the Star Shadow Legion is alone in the future, I am afraid that he will really be poisoned.

Since he stood up, Feng Xingying didn't plan to let him go back alive.

"Why are you on the three of you?" Wang Zhu was not convinced.

"Hehe, you are in the Innate Realm, and our last three Spirit Kings are already very polite. Or will we have one from our side, and you guys will go up together?"

When Feng Xingying said that he was alone, he reached out and grabbed Qin Molin's arm, the meaning couldn't be more obvious, that person's candidate was, of course, Qin Molin.

They were stupid people who beat Qin Molin! No, they were beaten by Qin Molin.

"Then I'll fight with them!" Wang Zhu had no choice but to choose Xiao Jiu, Rue Xiang and Xia Di.

He didn't take these three women to heart, but he was poisoned by Feng Xingying before, in order to dissolve the poison in his body, poor Wang Zhu had already dropped his strength below the innate realm alive. So he wasn't too confident, even if the other party was just a Spirit King.

Wang Zhu didn't know that his lack of self-confidence had sounded the death knell for himself.

After Feng Xingying began, Xia Di's summoned beast had been prepared in advance, and Ruxiang's wood spirit power had already wrapped around the soles of his feet, and Xiao Jiu turned into a streamer of light, which wiped directly against his throat.

The three girls know each other very well, and all their actions are subconscious.

Rue Xiang's spiritual skills this time were based on Qin Molin's method of dealing with those people just now, she knew that her spiritual power was not as good as Wang Zhu, and she didn't think about really fighting Wang Zhu, she just played a role in interfering and buying time for her teammates.

And when Xia Di advanced to the Spirit King, her phantom beast became more powerful, this was the biggest reason why Feng Xingying agreed to their move.

Xia Di used her favorite spirit leopard with the perfect combination of speed and strength this time, and she could go head-to-head with Wang Zhu for at least a few rounds.

A few rounds, that's enough!

Because Xiao Jiu was a fellow practitioner of Lingwu, her moonlight blade had already cut Wang Zhu's throat and sent him out of this world.

That's it, dead!

The cooperation of the three girls is clean and neat, without the slightest bit of mud and water.

It was also Wang Zhu's stage fright and luck that led to his own destruction.

He really didn't expect that the girls of the Star Shadow Legion, who were originally very friendly to them, would suddenly be able to do the black.

He didn't understand until he died, the Star Shadow Legion, the most important thing is the word Star Shadow. The degree to which the Star Shadow has over the Star Shadow Legion is truly terrifying.

Just because of Feng Xingying's words, the originally delicate little girl can instantly turn into a witch.

Originally, Wang Zhu still had several plans in his heart, all thinking about how to tease these women and make the Star Shadow Legion make a fool of themselves.

However, he didn't have a chance.

Blood splattered on his lips, so hot.

It was, his own blood.

But his body is so cold, it turns out that he is dead, is this how it feels?

He seemed to see that a hundred years ago, with dreams and hopes, he joined the demon hunting group for the first time and made an oath:

I, Wang Zhu, swear that in this life, I will take the destruction of demons as my own responsibility, and I will not have the slightest selfishness, otherwise I will not die a good death.

It's just that at some point, he changed, became insidious and cunning, and was more wary of his own people than against the demons.

The oath is to be fulfilled.

Wang Zhu suddenly smiled, if he can die cleanly, he will not lose.

"Wang Zhu!" The people of the Xuanyuan Demon Hunting Group watched Wang Zhu fall to the ground, their hearts were cold, not only their comrades-in-arms died, but also the sadness of the rabbit and the fox.

Next, is it them?