Wu De did not turn around. He held his chest with his hands and hung in the air, staring at the two little guys below and sneered.

"Wow, he didn't turn around!"

The little beast's eyes flashed, and when he saw the person coming toward this place in the air, his little claws waved very naturally.

Wu De felt much more comfortable when he didn't hear their ridicule. He was really uncomfortable until now because of the two little guys.

"Oh, why did stupid stupid suddenly become smart?"

Wu De's expression became even calmer: "Give you another chance and tell me who your master is?"

Now the little beast is busy using its auxiliary skills, and the soldier can only sing a one-man show.

"If you want to know who our master is, just look back!"

Wu De snorted heavily, and raised the sword in his hand again: "Little beast, do you still want to lie to me?"

"The soldier didn't lie to you!"

A voice drifted over with the night wind.

Wu De's face changed, his spiritual sense spread, and a figure was rushing towards him at high speed.

He suddenly turned around and swung the sword in his hand at the same time.

A golden light fell on him earlier than him. He suddenly felt a suction force coming from under his feet, and his body staggered, with the tip of the sword facing upwards.

The spiritual power rushed into the air instantly. When it exploded, the white light gradually disappeared in the air, like a brilliant firework.

"Oh, is this welcoming our cute little Xier to the show?"

The soldier's voice fell, and the figure came to Wu De.

"It's just the second level of the holy realm!"

When the golden light disappeared, Wu De's body stabilized. When he noticed Jun Qianxi's strength, his eyes were full of irony.

He is at the third level of the Holy Realm. How could a person at the second level of the Holy Realm break?

As soon as the thought rose from his mind, his abdomen suddenly hurt.

He slowly lowered his head, looked at the sword that broke his spiritual shield and pierced his body in disbelief, and murmured in silence: "How is this possible?"

Jun Qianxi pulled out his sword without saying a word and stabbed him in the chest.

The sword body was like white snow, the light lingering on the sword body was like the bright moon, and the blood followed the sword body without any trace.

The sword body trembled slightly, and there was a clear and pleasant whistle sound in front of his ears.

"God...the artifact!"

Wu De covered his bloody chest and looked at the sword in her hand unconsciously murmur. The invincible sword energy had destroyed the vitality in his body, his pupils gradually spread, and his body fell from mid-air.

The soldier stepped on his body that still had residual heat. When his soul could not hold it in, he reached out and grabbed it and said with great grievance: "The cute soldier risked being beaten to death by Xiao Xier and betrayed Xiao Xier's position. Why don't you believe in the cute soldier?"

Wu De didn't expect that he would be caught by this inconspicuous little guy, and he was extremely frightened.

"For bastards who don't believe in cute little soldiers, cute little soldiers will give them very serious punishments, such as soul refining..."

Wu De's soul trembled suddenly, and he begged for mercy: "No, don't..."

Soul refining is to refine the soul, which is more painful than pinching him to death.

"Don't you? Then will you not believe the cute little soldier's words in the future?"

"No, absolutely not!"
Chapter completed!