Chapter 3438: Fighting hard (3)

How can this be tolerated?
He snorted, and the day was stunned. When he was shackled at night, he was shocked by powder.
Huangfuyuan rises into the sky, and the fierce and brutal eyes are staring at Junyueze.
"Kill you -!! There is no way, I see how you fight against me!!"
I don’t know when the hands have turned into a long sword that exudes magic.
The tip of the sword trembled and stabbed the heart of Junyueze.
With a bang, the revenge of the cold sword pierced the shoulder of Jun Yueze.
Blood splash!
The body of Fuxi’s sixty-fourth position trembled and couldn’t help but rush out.
Huang Yiyuan laughed happily: "I said earlier, you guys are only for me..."
His laughter has not yet fallen, and the look on his face suddenly becomes horrified and unbelievable.
I saw it on his neck, I don’t know when it was wrapped around a purple vine.
The vine approached him silently, and he did not find it at all.
Behind Junyue Ze, Xiaochi’s figure slowly appeared.
His body exudes a lustrous green light, holding a vine in the hand, and a delicate smile on his delicate face: "Little purple is the most magical thing, if you take the magic of your body. All are sucking up, Xiao Zi must be very happy?"
It is like to prove his words.
The purple singer trembled a little, and suddenly tightened the vines, trapping Huangfuyuan.
With the urging of Xiaochimu Lingli, Zixiao has produced a small mouth and began to eat on Huangfuyuan.
What they are foraging is not the body of the demon, but the magic of their survival.
As long as the magic is degraded, Huangfuyuan will die.
"Ah, ah, ah!!!" Huang Yuyuan struggled fiercely and began to work full body.
Purple Miro is almost unable to trap him.
At this time, Ouyang Haoxuan, Xuanmu, and Nightingale all moved.
Fight! Fight! Fight!
Three swords pierced the body of Huangfuyuan.
Even Jun Yue Ze also endured the pain and swayed his hands in the ancient battle.
The position of the Twelve Days is changing again, and all the energy supply is concentrated on the small pool.
With the flash of the green light in the small pool, the speed of the magical magic is also getting faster and faster.
At the end of the day, Huang Biaoyuan’s struggles and shouts became weaker and weaker, and his body’s magic was almost exhausted.
"Devil, save me... save me..."
Huang Yuyuan issued a painful cry.
There is no reaction in the sky, only the yin wind gently smashed, as if no one would come to save him.
However, the momentum of the whole body suddenly changed.
The water squeaking squeaks, the whole person rises up and draws an arc in the air.
Obviously, it looks like it is vacant, but in the sky it shoots a blood line.
Later, the figure of Ji Chengfeng slowly appeared.
The man’s gaze gaze at it, it seems to be cold, and it seems to be burning with a perverted flame.
Oh, do you really want to be right with me?

奚玥 long sword obliquely below, the eyebrows slightly lifted, sneer, "Don't be disgusting! Call me Xier, you are not worthy! Also, we are dead enemies from beginning to end, I have a problem with you!"
During the speech, Huang Yiyuan gave a painful mourning, and finally was completely swallowed up by the purple meditation.
The seventeen people in Junyueze have been unable to support, and the whole body is crumbling, as if they will fall into a coma at any time.