As for catching it like this, one set of killing moves after another?

Is there any misunderstanding between the two of us?

If you tell me, the worst that can happen is that Mr. Bird will apologize to you.

The red sun that had always suppressed it finally dissipated.

But a bigger problem lies before us. At this moment, the poor bird really has no strength left.

He Xiaotian's three consecutive attacks, in his heyday, would not even be able to damage a bird feather.

But now I'm very embarrassed. I have the intention to kill the thief but I can't save him.

"Turtle Sun, give me back the leeks!" He Xiaotian took a step forward, raised Mo Prajna's right foot, aimed at the indescribable part of the nine-headed bird, kicked it and vented. "When you came out earlier, it wasn't

Is it pretty cool?"

Phoenix:"......"

When a tiger falls in Pingyang, it is bullied by dogs; when a dragon swims in the shallows, it is teased by shrimps.

Little bastard, you wait for the day when Lord Bird and I regain some strength and rub you all over.

At that time, I will let you know how to write the word regret.

Also, what are leeks?

Lord Bird, I didn’t steal it.

“Clang!!”

Unfortunately, the reality was that He Xiaotian kicked him again. Although it didn't hurt, it was extremely disappointing.

For the sake of dignity, the Nine-headed Bird chose to remain silent.

Anyway, my body is tyrannical, so what will happen if I let the other party use it?

What doesn't kill me, wisdom makes me stronger after all.

Just as the Nine-Headed Bird was thinking, He Xiaotian took out the Taiyuan Sword with his backhand.

Not to mention that this thing is really powerful, it may be related to the existence of similar spiritual beings.

In the hands of the demon of my own self, it is only a mere ten meters away.

When driven by Prajna, the god of darkness, it reached an astonishing height of more than 150 meters, even slightly beyond it.

"You think I can't do anything for you, right? Little crew cut! Little crew cut!!"

There was a sound like dry thunder, rumbling and fragrant in the distance.

There was a rumble on the ground somewhere, and a head emerged.

"Always yelling at me?"

With a pop, the flat-headed brother jumped out of it, and then ran towards He Xiaotian's direction.

After a while, he came to the deep pit of the water cave.

"Fuck!!"

After the war broke out, he immediately fled the battlefield when he sensed something was wrong, so he was unable to watch the whole thing.

Can you not be surprised when you see this horrific scene of the end of the natural disaster?

"Did you bring your cell phone?"

"Bring it, bring it."

He was stunned for a while at first, then he realized what he said and took out the mobile phone that his left hand had given him for online shopping from his clothes.

"Turn on the video. Today I want to make this bird a famous bird all over the world!" He Xiaotian held the Taiyuan knife and said word by word.

The Nine-Headed Bird has some understanding of the present world.

After all, the grasshopper spirit was transformed from its feathers, and when it died, it also received a lot of information.

"What are you going to do?!"

The miserable bird was so out of place that if it hadn't been for the fact that it had lost its feathers a long time ago, it would probably stand on end right now.

"What are you doing? You'll know later. You cut my leeks and you still want to escape unscathed?"

He Xiaotian controlled Demon Prajna to walk behind the nine-headed bird that was paralyzed on the ground, then raised the Taiyuan Sword and pointed it at his indescribable point as if aiming.

"???"

"!!!"

The former is a confused nine-headed bird. The latter is Brother Pingtou. With his experience in Yangcheng bar, how could he not figure out what his boss is planning to do.

"You're done, wish yourself good luck."

The nine-headed bird looked confused, what's that look in your little crew cut?

Lord Bird, I need your pity?

Back then, Zongheng...
Chapter completed!