Gourmet of Another World

The rain broke and the sword lit up.

Beneath the casket, like the cold ice of the iceberg, the four swords flashed, reflecting the cold light on the blade in the small shop, and the dead corner stabbed towards the three gentle princes of Joya.

Sword chanting echoes in the small space of the shop, constantly hitting the eardrums of people.

At the moment when the sword light rose, it grabbed Ouyang Xiaoyi's delicate body and pulled her behind her, preventing her from being caught in the shocking killing line.

This is an assassination against Ki Sung-suk!

Ji Chengxue seemed to have predicted a long time ago, sitting quietly on a chair with a light face like water and no shock.

Just as the four assassins approached, Ji Chengxue's long hair momentarily stirred up, and Joya's gentle eyes also changed dramatically in the moment, his eyes turned from Joya to Shuro, as if there were endless dead mountains of blood in which the sea rolled.

“Four Kings of Five Pints to assassinate this prince is really a big pen.” Ji Chengxue smiled coldly, and his sincerity poured out of him, turning into a wave of air that struck four murderous assassins.

However, the assassin was not moved, the sword light still refers to the heart of Ji Chengxue, they are professional, it is about the one blow must kill, not because Ji Chengxue's actions are shaken at all.

Ji Chengxue slapped on the table, filled with his five-pint king's true qi instantly released, and a shock erupted, making him all rise.

Hmm? Ji Chengxue's eyes slightly shrunk, looking slightly shocked at the table that he had shot with all his strength. This table carried his true temper, and it was actually intact?!

Squeeze.

The blade tips of the four assassins collided with each other, crisp and delightful, and the sword swept apart, impinging on the small store.

However, the sound of the swords of the four Four Pint Warriors did not cause any damage to the shop, as if dispersed by an invisible force.

Ji Chengxue's figure was suspended in the sky, and the tip of the sword fell, just above the tip of the sword that the four of them had lit together. The white robe floated and her hair swung.

The five formed a strange stagnation, but the ferocity surrounding the five undoubtedly showed the peril of the moment.

The atmosphere in the small store was filled with cold shocks, which made the concessionaire very dissatisfied.

Of the tiny stores where the needles fell, only five people were sizzling when they really burst into each other.

“If you want to fight, please leave the store, otherwise you will always be treated as a rioter.” A calm, watery voice sounds suddenly, without any waves of stability.

In a serious atmosphere, it was as if a thunderbolt had struck a human heart, and everyone was stunned.

Little Laurie Ouyang Xiaoyi looked more like a monster and slowly walked toward the confronted five.

That's right!

At this moment of sword crossbow pulling, there is no facial expression in walking, he said that his heart is upset, killed and killed in small stores, how can people do business?

The four assassins were all perfused with Ki Sung-snow, but were interrupted by the foot formula, all a little messy.

Although Ji Chengxue was also strange in his heart, he seized the opportunity and whistled slightly. His toes were at the tip of the four swords. His anger erupted. He swept the four swords apart, and his body floated to the ground. He quickly opened his hands. He bombarded the chest of the four assassins and backfired a few steps.

“Are you looking for death?” An assassin gazed coldly at the gaze and said in a dull tone, his voice grinding over the sandstone.

In his eyes, this formula is nothing more than an ant who is only a second-class warrior. A sword can be broken in half with one hand. The ant like guy dares to stand up and interrupt their assassination!

“I'm the owner of this little shop. You guys are here for assassinations. Have you asked me?” There is no facial expression in walking.

“This is ridiculous.” The assassin shook his head and ignored the formula. He was just an ant. He could not influence the battle. Their goal was Ji Chengxue, the three princes of the Fresh Wind Empire and Ji Chengxue.

Ji Chengxue's cultivation is also the King of the Five Pints, so they dare not relax at all. Although there are four warrior kings on their side, after all, the other side is the prince, how can there be no bottom card?

“I told you! Fighting is not allowed in Fang Xiao Fang's shop. If you do it again, I will take you for messers.” The gait opened with a cold face, and he found it unforgivable that those guys didn't put him in their eyes.

He is the owner of Fang Fang's shop. How can he be ignored if he wants to be the cook god at the top of the food chain in the Unseen World?!

“Noise! Go to hell! ”

The eyes of an assassin under a cup of casket were suddenly cold, drank a blast, stepped out, and the sword flashed and spurred toward the gait.

The pedestrians were covered in homicide, as if they had fallen into the ice, blood could barely flow and limbs could not even do it.

This is the pressure brought on by the King of Five Pints. It is not at all resistant to the present gait. His cultivation is always too weak.

Ji Chengxue's face changed and he drank angrily: "Dare! ”

He tried to save the formula, but was stopped by the other three assassins, unable to do so.

Ouyang Xiaoyi had already been frightened by the spine of the Five Pints Warrior King. Her eyes were full of fear and she could not do it. Of course, even if she did, she could not give any help to the pedestrian formula.

The pedestrian formula seemed to be caught in a strange necessarily fatal situation, at least… everyone in the store felt that the pedestrian formula must die.

A second-point warrior dared to provoke a five-point warrior, saying that it was an exaggeration to live and die.

Ji Chengxue and Ouyang Xiaoyi could only see the footsteps completely torn under this assassin's sword.

The gait was calm, and although the cold slaughter made his blood seem frozen, he couldn't find a hint of fear on his faceless face.

That look... is like watching a little punk messing around in a small store.

This ant... It's pretty good to pretend, the sword light is coming, you didn't fall on the floor to pee your pants? The assassin was somewhat surprised.

All of a sudden, a huge figure blocked the assassin's sword from the inevitable path, blocking his gaze on the pedestrian formula, and instantly stunned the assassin.

“White!” Ouyang Xiaoyi's eyes lit up instantly and screamed with excitement.

As if the assassin had seen a ghost, he saw a giant white goose puppet in front of the ant, one grabbing the sword he had stabbed himself with.

He pulled out his sword and the tattoo didn't move.

Walking up his hand, he patted his small white and wide belly and said softly: "Throw these rioters out. ”

“Oh, shoot him half dead, take off his clothes and throw him out. I hate him.” Pedestrian added.

When Little White's machine flashed red, the sound of the machine sounded: “The troublemaker, stripping to show the public. ”

Boom!!

A tremendous and terrible force struck out of Little White, the assassin's casket suddenly shattered, revealing a round, rolling bald head, his eyes widened and his mouth bled.

The assassin was directly hit in the abdomen by a punch from Xiaobai. The true qi of the Five Pint Warriors was directly smashed by this punch...

Little White grabbed the assassin's head and lifted it up from the ground. The assassin's eyes were all a little scattered looking at Little White.

Boom!

White punched the assassin again, and suddenly the assassin was totally stunned and fell on the ground on a soft knee, angry.

“Judging by half-dead inactivity, he began to strip to reveal himself.” Little White Mechanical Lane.

After tearing, the assassin's clothes burst, the whole person was suddenly stripped white, leaving only a pair of shameful pants, and Xiaobai gently waved his hand, the five Kings of War assassins were thrown out of the shop like mud.

Boom! The intimate collision of the flesh with the ground echoed back in the shop.

The three remaining assassins, Ji Chengxue and Little Lori Ouyang Xiaoyi, all stayed, looked at Xiaobai, and looked at the walking formula... their faces were full of shit.