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Chapter 1087 The Anger of the Little People

Beigong Lianyan said here, a trace of charming blush appeared just right on her fair and flawless face. Who has ever seen this beauty in the world who controls the life and death of countless people reveal such a shy face?

Under the rising sun, countless men suddenly felt nosebleed unconsciously. Even Ye Chenxi, the crown prince of the Daxia Dynasty, turned his gaze elsewhere, and did not dare to look at this peerless face.

but--

"Bah, I'm so slutty, I dare to glare at me. Have you ever seen a slut?" Meng Fei rolled his eyes disdainfully.

I have to admit that Meng Fei's mouth is so vicious.

This scolding made Beigong Lianyan change color on the spot, while some others almost burst into laughter.

Beigong Lanyan's temperament has the unique charm of a foreign beauties. She all reveals the charm of a peerless beauty. She is so beautiful that she is as beautiful as a woman. In the Tianluo Dynasty, I don't know how many princes and nobles all dream of becoming

Her guest of the curtain.

Rumor has it that the emperors of the Tianluo Dynasty all had a good impression of this peerless beauty, but they were scolded by Meng Fei and sluts. They trembled all over, and they were all elegant and calm. They were all over the body, and they were all pretty.

It's white.

"Die me if you don't know what you live or die!" The white-clothed sharp-cut assassin behind the charming woman Beigong Lianyan snorted coldly, and suddenly disappeared from the spot, as if melting into the air, with a little ripples.

Neither the afterimage was left.

Obviously, this terrifying assassin had already hidden in the void and was preparing for a fatal blow.

However, Meng Fei held the Tianyi Sword and stood there indifferently with a smile, as if he had not seen this scene.

"Be careful, this is the shadow clan's invisibility technique, the best way to assassinate!" Zi Qi, a purple-clothed girl who was sitting in the same place and was using her skills to heal her wounds, had already opened her eyes at some point.

The beautiful and flawless face, like jade onion, had a look of nervousness on it. Seeing Meng Fei so arrogant, I couldn't help but remind him.

Meng Fei smiled and gave a thankful look to the beautiful girl.

Just now, the mutation suddenly occurs—

In the cold air, layers of transparent ripples that were almost invisible to the naked eye suddenly spread out incredibly, just like a magnificent and strange demon flower blooming on the calm water surface, a sharp claw that was almost transparent, traveling through this demon flower.

It appeared in front of Meng Fei in an instant.

It was like a ghostly grapple that suddenly appeared in the dark night, surpassing the human reaction speed and piercing into Meng Fei's chest like lightning.

Blood, drop by drop.

It dripped down the blood-colored claws covered with fish scales and barbs.

Gradually, the figure of the white-clothed assassin in front of Meng Fei appeared inch by inch. His face was filled with a smug and ferocious smile, the curve of the corners of his mouth was full of cruelty, and he even deliberately twisted a trick that he inserted into Meng Fei's body.

Claw, he likes to see his opponent's desperate and begging eyes.

There was an uncontrollable exclamation around him.

The hope that had just risen in Princess Zixi's side of the heart was quickly shattered again, and some people were even secretly calling this little king a stupid pig, who was so arrogant...

On the other side, the traitors with black ribbons were filled with joy. The eyes of Meng Fei were filled with jokes, disdain and sympathy, just like looking at a clown who overestimated his ability but played a mess.

"Can you still be as arrogant as you were just now?" The white-clothed sharp-clawed assassin gently twisted his arm and slowly stretched out the five fingers that had been inserted into the body of the little king in front of him.

This will allow the opponent to feel the pain of being torn apart more clearly and the despair of life leaving his body bit by bit. Although the body of this little king is so strong that he is a little bit furious, he almost felt that he is not a little bit angry.

You can feel your sharp claws as if they were stuck in a piece of hard steel.

But, so what can I do? My own grab has completely destroyed the main true qi channel in his body and locked the little king's true qi.

However--

"I'm really looking for death! At this time, I dare to assassinate me!" When Meng Fei said this coldly, the assassin in white felt cold in his heart and suddenly realized something was wrong. However, as he was about to activate his true energy, he directly smashed the shattering.

When the opponent's body.

Suddenly, the bloody flames flashed, the right arm cooled, and the whole arm broke with shoulder-length, leaving Meng Fei's body.

Blood spurted out from the broken part of the shoulder like a spring water.

The assassin in white was shaking, his body trembled and he tried to escape. Half of his body had begun to become transparent and was about to melt and disappear into the air, but Meng Fei would never give it to him.

The opportunity to escape, his right hand stretched out like lightning and grabbed the head of the assassin in white.

"Hahaha, I want to run away now? It's too late!" Meng Fei laughed arrogantly.

The assassin in white felt a huge and incredible force, like pulling a carrot tore him out of his invisibility, and the feeling was like a towering mountain pressing down in the air.

"No..." He roared in despair, madly circulating his true energy of the mysterious immortal level, trying to shake off the bondage and escape, but the giant hands tightly hanged on the sky spirit cover destroyed all struggles. He roared in horror.

No matter how hard he struggled, his knees could not bear the power coming from his head, and he knelt in front of Meng Fei with a loud bang.

In the eyes of outsiders, the little king who was about to die just reached out and pressed his hand, and the white-clothed assassin knelt on the ground. His knees suddenly smashed huge stones, and his bones cracked.

The sound came, and it was obvious that the white-clothed assassin's kneecap had been broken into a pile of residue.

Meng Fei licked the blood that was oozing out of the corner of his mouth. This action almost caused the people around him to collapse, like a bloodthirsty demon walking out of hell.

"Now it's my turn to ask you, can I still be as arrogant as before?" A blue sword with a hint of cold air rested on the neck of the assassin in white. Meng Fei's smile looked so ferocious.

In an instant, all the courage disappeared.

The white-clothed assassin trembled uncontrollably. As an assassin, he had killed many people under his sharp claws. He had always proudly claimed to be the spokesperson of the god of death, but when death really came to him, he

He was as scared as a clown: "Ah! No, please, spare me, please..."

However, before he could finish his words, the blue blade had cut open his skin.

The assassin in white could even feel a cool cold air invading his skin, muscles, blood vessels, and bones. He wanted to struggle, roar, ask for forgiveness, and wail...

But the cruel demon in front of him did not give him any chance. The process was slow and long. He could even feel the entire process of the sharp blade cutting his neck, and then saw the gust of blood gushing like a beautiful fountain...

He saw a white headless body falling to the ground like a rag sack, and the blood dyed the soil red.

That's himself.

Everyone around was stunned.

Although they have seen countless companions and enemies die in front of their eyes today, when Meng Fei used a blue sword to slowly kill a high Xuanxian-level king like a chicken...

...This scene directly shocked everyone's nerves.

They felt the anger of the little king in front of them.

Overwhelming anger.

Even the two women, Princess Zixi and Beigong Lianyan, who had been calm, finally changed their colors and couldn't help but ask themselves in their hearts: "Did we accidentally awaken a sleeping demon?"

For a moment, only breathing sounds could be heard on the entire lawn.

"I am King Xuanyuan, the only king in Xuanyuan Kingdom. Even if the Heavenly King comes, I have to listen to me. I dare to make trouble in my kingdom. You are ignoring the dignity of my kingdom!"

Meng Fei still rubbed the blood on the sword with the soles of his shoes, revealing a mouthful of big white teeth, and touched his chin with satisfaction. The half-cut arm of the assassin in white was still stuck in his body, shaking with his movements.

Perhaps the pain touched the nerves, Meng Fei frowned. His next move directly made everyone present tremble and stare at the eyes.

Meng Fei actually reached out and pulled out the half of the broken arm with blood-colored barbs and sharp claws directly from his body. The claws were covered with blood and shreds of flesh, and even white bones and debris.

If it were someone else, it would have hurt me so much, but people did not see a trace of pain on the face of this little king. Such things seemed to be commonplace for him, without any rusty.

feel.

However, Meng Fei's action, in the eyes of others, was like a thunderbolt in the sky, instantly awakening some people's nerves.
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