The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

That was the damage to the internal organs.

However, none of them retreated, nor even showed a trace of confusion and fear.

Because, the young man who presided over the large formation, the young man in a wheelchair who had no help, he had not fallen.

Because, the girl in white fluttering, long sword flying, and slender figure, but people can trust unconditionally, she has not stepped back.

Huang Fuyi's face became more and more ugly, and his gums were almost to be crushed by him.

He looked at the girl who was entangled with his avatar in the big formation, and he couldn't believe it, she didn't show any signs of defeat.

A Mahayana monk, and a god-class monk who has already ascended, are stronger and weaker. This should be the undoubted fact.

However, this fact is broken today.

Xiyue's sword is getting faster and faster, and the pace under her feet is like Lingbo phantom.

The puppet of Huangfuyi's avatar could only parry. After a little distraction, he would be cut by the Lishui sword, and the blood flowed out.

But in fact, compared to the anger of Huangfu Wing, only the instinctive puppet of fighting instincts did not panic.

Because the Mahayana period is the Mahayana period after all, and the Divine King is the Divine King after all, even if Xiyue's swordsmanship is noble, and there are many means, after all, it is still necessary to return to the competition of spiritual power and Divine Soul.

At this point, the gap between the two big realms cannot be ignored.

Sure enough, after passing another incense stick, the knife in the hands of the puppet of Huangfu Yi's stabbing hit Xi Yue's shoulder.

The blood was raging, the blade was in the bone, and a low moan came out of Xi Yue's mouth, and her small face became pale with intense pain, and the cold sweat was falling down.

Outside the large array, Huangfu Yi, who was attacking in anger, suddenly laughed when he saw this scene: "Xi Yue, do you really think you can beat the Divine King by two levels? The scenery just now is just your dying struggle!"

Suddenly, the laughter of Huangfu Yi came to an abrupt halt, and the pride on his face became stunned.

Because he found that he was seriously injured, and a cold smile slowly appeared on the face of the girl who was supposed to be in pain and panic.

The smile was very beautiful and holy, like the snow lotus blooming in the extremely north glacier, and with the arrogance of wantonly, reminded Huangfu Wing once again of the experience of holding back in the ancient realm of Yuankong.

Afterwards, he heard the girl's slightly hoarse sounds slowly sounding, "Although it is just a puppet avatar, but he has something to do with your body after all? Guess, if your puppet avatar is poisoned, you Will your ontology be implicated?"

"Huangfuyi, you don't know, I have been waiting for this moment, it's really hard to wait!"

Huangfu Yi's face changed suddenly, and there was a panic in his eyes, but he quickly calmed down and sneered: "Just kidding, I'm a god, and you are just a monk in the lower realm, even if you use poison? What can it do to me? Hurt?"

"Of course, ordinary poison is not allowed!" Xi Yue raised her head, the smile on the sweat-stained face became brighter, and the voice became clearer and clearer, "But if it is extracted from the flow of ice prison, it is the most toxic to cold. ?"

"You...you, you, what do you say?!" Huangfu Yi screamed, and then roared inwardly, "impossible, this is absolutely impossible, how can you extract the fluid pulp ice prison, you...you are more Impossible to put the flow pill ice prison on me..."

Suddenly, Huangfu Yi's voice stopped again.