The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

Suxi put one hand on the rockery, his head slightly on the side, revealing a handsome face and beautiful white neck with beautiful lines, slowly said: "I don't have the impatient to live, but looking at your group of dross alive, I feel very impatient. ."

"So, I had to send you all to hell so as not to obstruct my eyes!"

"Favorite!" The middle-aged man smelled his straight-talking Qiqiao and smoked, pointing at Puxi and said angrily, "What are you, even dare to come to my Jiang House, and dare to ruin my Jiang House's guards? No one can fail!"

"Come on, let me go together. I'm going to see, a little two in the foundation period, where the dog gall came from our Jiangfu rampant."

The words were rampant, but the middle-aged man did not dare to neglect his hand, and soon offered a green sword with a cold light.

The spiritual power of the middle-aged man poured in, and the long sword made a whistling buzz, and quickly flew towards Puxi on the rockery.

At the same time, those who followed the middle-aged man in the congealing period also sacrificed the magic weapon flying sword, ready to go.

Seeing that the green long sword had split in front of Suxi, the slender hand held the purple vine and suddenly swept it.

Just listen to the sound of "pop", and the fire was blazing in the blink of an eye.

The green sword was stopped by purple vines in the air, and before the middle-aged man reacted, he suddenly turned around and flew towards the crowd.

"Ah---!" one of the guards uttered a scream, and the whole body was crossed by a green sword.

He slowly looked down at the long sword on his chest, his eyes full of incredulous horror, and then his head tilted and he broke his breath.

Suxi stood on the top of the rockery, holding Ziming Youluo.

A satin-like black hair fluttered gently, purple vines gently danced in her hands, the young beauty's face showed a deep smile, and the face was as beautiful as poetry, but at this time it looked like a deadly Yan Luo Generally scary.

The middle-aged man's face became extremely ugly, and the green flying sword inserted in his chest was buzzed several times before he returned to his hand.

He thought that he was just a warrior in the foundation period. Even if the magic weapon in his hand was even stronger, he might be able to deal with a group of foundation period, but he could meet his own high-level warrior who condensed the veins.

But it is clear that the facts in front of him are far from what he imagined.

"Who the hell are you?" The middle-aged man felt fear in his heart and couldn't help raising his throat.

But before he finished speaking, Suxi suddenly jumped up, and the whole person flew like a swallow, and the purple vines in her hands swept and swept out.

With only a loud bang, purple vines caught the bodies of dozens of martial artists during the foundation period, and then they were crushed to the wall.

The pitiful warriors of the foundation period were not high in their cultivation. When they were caught by Ziming Youluo, they destroyed the spiritual defense. Without the spiritual defense, they were nothing more than ordinary human bodies.

Being so slammed down on the wall, he didn't even hum, and his bones shattered, and he died neatly.

The middle-aged man already had a terrified expression on his face at this time, and was about to greet everyone to join him.

Suddenly, a clapping sound came from behind him, and then an old voice with a smile slowly sounded, "Good skill, good magic weapon, really a hero out of the boy!"