Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

“You delicious power, I'll take it! ”

The cold voice fluttered into the ears of the cloud dance, with a naked rage, and the cloud dance only felt behind it, with a gloomy, cold smell.

“Dream of your bereaved dog! ”

Suddenly, the darkness surrounded her body and a blurry black phantom appeared, like a black blade that kept spinning around the clouds.

That weird restraint of her power was shattered by constant erosion.

“Boom.”

The purple shadow is suddenly empty, and the palms are dark and instantly swallowed up the shady white bones nearby.

“Pfft.” The crisp fracture sounded.

Midnight's icy face is twisted, and the blood filaments in her eyes are cold to shady, making her look even more stubborn.

The cloud dancer was in the air and the corner of his mouth shook shady. "The master, who has always looked like a mirror, was so ugly when he twisted it. ”

“Die!” The dark night ice cuts out the words, and the gloomy eyes emerge with great anger.

Repressed darkness, suffocation strikes.

A distorted phantom void, like black wire, swept through, with incomparable strange power, and came to an end.

The cloud dance underneath the eyes swept through the cold, and the magical phage burst into flashes. At that time, the color changed halfway through the sky, and the darkness shielded.

The other side.

The dragon poured evil lazy eyes and looked at the mutated sky. The bottom of his eyes shook a little warmth. The white robe fluttered. It seems that the life of the master of the country is at an end.

Zhou Fei Yu knelt half to the ground, and the breath was disturbed.

The armor is stained with blood, and the shady eyes stare at the dragon as if to see a prey that must be killed.

Reaching this inescapable gaze, the dragon poured evil still a mountain of Tarzan collapsed in front of the eyes without disturbance, and the corner of his mouth shouted a disdainful laugh.

Lazy and provocative, he looked at Fei Yu Zhou and waited for him to challenge him proactively.

Then he had a good reason to kill him in self-defense...

He has more than enough to deal with Zhou Fei Yu. It's just so boring to simply crush an ant...

But for a moment.

Suddenly, a cold stream swept through the eyes of four people.

The fierce force of the great warrior rushed out, a sudden appearance of a figure, like lightning, all four were stunned for a second.

“Pfft...”

Ben was in a cloud dance with Ink Night Ice. He barely had time to clap his hands. Behind him was a dull blow, a bloody sweet spill, a disturbing breath, and he couldn't help but spill blood.

And just in the same second, Ink Night's Ice Eye creaked.

“Wow!" a shady white boned hand clasped against the neck of the cloud dance.

This change, too soon!

Cloud dance can even feel the structure of the five white bones, the cold touch, make the cloud dance sweat, the crisp shady layer.

At the first sight of the dragon, his face turned angry.

Ink night ice watches the cloud dance in front of you, and the exciting greed emerges in your eyes.

“You're finally in my hands!” It belongs to the Summoner's delicious power, the mysterious dark power, which is the most delicious thing in the world.

And he's in desperate need of it to make up.

“I'll give you a good time.” Night icy eyes gleam with greed.

With the power of cloud dance, it's as if everything doesn't matter anymore.

“Five Chills, who let you hurt her! ”

Half kneeling on the ground, Zhou Fei Yu roared, and the gravity between his palms struck, striking the five colds hidden in the ice space at night, drifting towards the cloud dance as his figure fell.

In the last second, Ink Night Ice was ready to devour the power of cloud dance.

The next second, the dragon poured the evil white shadow and the ghost appeared. The sword swept across, forcing the ink and night ice to let go of the cloud dance.

But the inky night ice was blocked by the cloud dance. When the dragon poured the evil sword into front of the cloud dance, it suddenly stopped.

Dirty!

At this time, Zhou Fei Yu flew in, but at the same time, he attacked the past from the other half towards the night ice.

Ink night ice flashed angrily, almost unintentionally, the strong breath rushed towards Zhou Fei Yu.

Zhou Feiyu took the opportunity to reclaim the cloud dance from Ink Night Ice and flew out with him.

“Your Highness! ”

The Fifth Cold sees this, can't help but shout.

But it's all too late.

Dragons poured evil against Zhou Fei Yu while Ink Night Ice was at hand, directly attacking Ink Night Ice.

“Boom!”

Suddenly, Ink Night Ice was blown away by that fierce force, shadowed like an arrow from the strings, and rolled out with countless obstacles.

“Bang!” Strike down the ground.

“Cough... puff...” Zhou Feifeng covered his chest, twisted and lying on the ground, blood flowing directly in his mouth, sharp blood stains in his eyes, suddenly a picture of death.

The cloud dance stunned for a moment!

But soon, he withstood the constantly flickering power in his body and walked toward Zhou Fei Yu.

From the space, he took out Lingdan, the spiritual beast from the ancient town, and approached his mouth, "Eat it. ”

Zhou Feifeng divinely separated, holding his forehead tight, some confusion. After digesting her words, he slowly opened his mouth and felt a cold object slip directly into his stomach.

And the dragon poured evil surrounding the killing shadow, has swept in front of the inky night ice, the heavy sword gripping, in the sun bloody silver glow.

Inside those evil eyes, the dark ghost's gorgeous scarlet and bloodthirsty cold.

Sulu, the heavy sword was slashed in the sky, and a sharp split was made, and a sound stabilised into the heart of the inky night ice.

The body of Ink Night Ice disappeared like a phantom.

Just leave the heavy sword buzzing and spinning in the sky.

At this time, Yunqi and Yunlong Yi came all the way to the wind and dust servant.

Yunqi saw the cloud dance at first sight. After seeing that she was fine, a suspended heart finally let go.

“Nine Girls, this is for Grandpa!” Yunqi refers to the group of soldiers who fought and shouted loudly.

The cloud dance was shaken by this loud voice...

She looked back at the belligerent Yunqi in the crowd, snapped at the corner of her mouth, glanced in the direction of the dragon's evil, and glanced slightly.

The cloud dance retracted its gaze that rested on the dragon's evil side, and the bottom of its eyes contemplated the passing.

With him against Ink Night Ice, she doesn't have to worry.

She shifted her eyes to Zhou Fei Yu's body and watched him gradually recover his bloody face. Her tight eyebrows stretched slightly, “How do you feel? ”

“Much better.” Zhou Non Yu's eyelids passed by a little surprise.

The inflamed breath in his chest has calmed down. Except for the trauma, the body is completely like it has not been hit. Just now, he was killed by the blow.

Cloud dance also seems a little surprised, purple eyes slightly squint.

Just a second before the midnight flight, the dark smell of the midair came at her with a strange rush.

Though he was sure to fly the inky night ice, he was not sure to escape that blow.

And Zhou Fei Yu instantly appeared, blocking the blow for her.

The blow was instantaneous enough to kill him. He could still survive. What did he do?

The cloud dance locked his eyes on the dragon's evil body, slightly frowned, his eyes worried about the passing, the sound of the bone cracking just now, was it his?