The black-clothed demon king's face suddenly changed. His original body was a scorpion spirit, and the rooster was his nemesis! If he was pecked, he would probably completely destroy his skills!
He had no choice but to withdraw the formation, and the flute in his hand greeted him, blocking the attack of the "big rooster". At the same time, he slapped his left palm again, and a black mist squirted towards Fang Xiyan as a hood!
Fang Xiyan flew back lightly, and the red silk in her hand spread out smoothly again in an instant. She danced in the wind and isolated the black mist...
Although the black-clothed demon king successfully forced Fang Xiyan to retreat, his skills had been interrupted and could no longer be condensed. The hard work of many days was destroyed. The black-clothed demon king couldn't help but become furious and glared fiercely.
Standing at first glance
Fang Xiyan, who was waiting for him in a strong battle not far away, couldn't help but be stunned when she saw her outfit clearly!
At this moment, Fang Xiyan was wrapped in red silk from below her chest, which was made of the curtain hanging on the top of the hall, and above her chest was wearing a set of tattered and thick black clothes, one hole after another, and a mesh
It looks like, and the snow-white skin in those holes is looming, and the outfit is extremely inconsistent. The chestnut hair is casually scattered on the shoulders, and a pair of big black eyes are as clear as a lake, shimmering and radiant.
He is quite perky, with a slightly pursed red lips. He looks pretty and clever.
Judging from my age, I didn’t expect that I would have such a strange skill!
The black-clothed demon king spoke insidiously: "People from Zi Lian Sect?" He probably hated Fang Xiyan very much, his voice seemed to be waving a cold knife.
What Purple Lotus Sect? And the White Lotus Sect! Fang Xiyan rolled her eyes secretly.
However, she also knew that if she simply took action, she might not be the opponent of this black-clothed demon king. The king's way is to keep changing with all changes for the sake of the present plan.
The tone of the smelly scorpion seemed to be a little afraid of the Zi Lian Sect. Perhaps it was a good idea for her to borrow the name of Zi Lian Sect.
Fang Xiyan curled her mouth and smiled. A dimpled appeared on her left cheek, not to mention it. She just glanced at the black-clothed demon king: "Evil demons and heretics, everyone can kill him! Stinky scorpion, you will die
Bar!"
The red silk flashed in his hand and attacked the black-clothed demon king!
She blessed the talisman on the red silk. When the red silk danced, she attacked the black-clothed demon king like a storm!
The black-clothed demon king didn't ask any questions, and when he saw her coming in a fierce manner, a murderous aura flashed across her sinister face!
This little girl who came out from somewhere was so hateful! She dared to scold him as the second in command of the demon clan and ruined his good deeds. If he didn't tear her to pieces, he would take her surname!
He looked at the red-clothed Demon Lord on the big bed, his eyes flashed. He couldn't fight here if he wanted to fight, otherwise it would be troublesome if he really woke up the Demon Lord!
He shook his figure, avoiding Fang Xiyan's attack, and said coldly: "This place is cramped and cannot be used. If you have the ability, let's go out and fight!"
Fang Xiyan raised her head and said, "Okay, you go out first!"
The black-clothed demon king moved his body, flashed a few times, and had already walked out of the Baiyu Gate: "Get out!"
Fang Xiyan glanced at the women. Although the women had been sucked a lot of blood, they were at least not dead. At this time, they broke away from the hypnosis of the black-clothed demon king's flute sound, and walked around like a headless fly.
Several women walked into the curtain without knowing it, and didn't know what mechanism it triggered. The originally soft silk suddenly flashed and suddenly flew up, wrapping the women who were walking the wrong way tightly!