As Lu Jiuque snorted coldly at Emperor Shifang, the peak masters on the side came back to their senses one after another, wait, what was the sweet atmosphere of "loving and killing each other" just now?

There were pink bubbles everywhere, almost blinding them!

And...... Isn't Lu Jiuque's flame golden? What the hell is that black flame?

Xiao Jiu'er, come here, let's talk about life...... It's not right to hide the truth from the sect master!

Lu Jiuque suddenly felt a chill spread from his spine, hey, could it be that he caught a cold?

"Meow meow meow ......" master, master, there are still people who have not solved it!

Lu Jiuque was reminded by Xiao and looked coldly at the "corpse" on the side.

Oh, saying that it is a "corpse" may have cheapened her, what is it now?

Human?

Who is the worst person in this game?

Is it the entire main church that has been completely destroyed?

Is it the head of the Mo family whose divine consciousness has been burned?

Or Lu Jiuque, who has become a "bloody man" at this time.

Tsk, it's not, the worst thing is naturally the ink whisk clothes who don't know how to do it!

With her strength, wanting to control the soul condensing blow of a fifth-level star soul master is simply a fool's dream!

The power of the storm set off by the battle between Lu Jiuque and the Blood Blade was unbearable even for Lu Jiuque, a "steel body" that had been tempered by various flames, let alone a "weak" ink whisk that was completely exposed to the "battlefield".

Those messy, powerful Gangfeng are comparable to the sharpest, sharpest peerless sword.

Chopping hands, chopping feet, chopping arms, chopping legs, etc...... That's fine!

And Qu Chong and they naturally wouldn't spend extra energy to protect a traitor, and Mo Fuyi's turtle crawling speed was even more impossible to escape the devouring of the wind.

In fact, Mo Fuyi was indeed chopped off by Gangfeng in hand, feet, arms, legs, and so on.

The bright red blood kept splashing with the trajectory of the wind, and the stump turned into pieces in a blink of an eye, drawing shocking marks in the air.

"Ahhh......h

At that time, Mo Fuyi twisted his face, screaming in pain, and his voice was like a ghost!

Her mangled body was abandoned and cut off by the wind, as fragile as a piece of paper that had been teased.

I don't know why, countless knives fell, but they didn't take her life, so she was forced to survive in the abyss of despair and pain.

In this way, she was stabbed one after another, and the pain was so painful that she almost fainted, but she was awakened by the raging wind.

Extremely close to pain!

Extreme despair!

She cried, she cried, she burst into tears, she pleaded bitterly......

The major peak masters looked at her condescendingly as if they were looking at a bedbug, making her little by little slashed into a human being by this strange wind......

What are you kidding, the major peak masters didn't go up and kick her to death, they are already considered bodhisattvas, okay?

At this time, Mo Fuyi was lying on the ground, like a dog that was barely breathing, pitiful and ridiculous.

Lu Jiuque walked to Mo Fuyi's side step by step, his eyes were so cold that Mo Fuyi couldn't help but tremble and couldn't help but be frightened.

"Ahh You slut! You did it on purpose! You must have done it on purpose! My hand...... My feet...... Ahh......hhh Woohoo......"

Lu Jiuque shrugged his shoulders, this is really none of her business, it's just why Mo Fuyi was injured so "just right", well, it may be a god, oh, no, it's the Demon King's blessing, right?

With a grin, Lu Jiuque slowly squatted down, squinted and said, "Mo Fuyi, you say, if Gongzi Mei sees you like this, how will he feel?" Are you counted, and you are the result of your own evil? ”

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