Feng Xiaoxun had already snatched the sleepy Luo Qingyu at some point, and hugged it in his arms, pressing one hand on her neck with a faint force, and with a little force, she could cut off all her vitality!

He smiled proudly, and smiled like awesome: "Or, are you watching her with your own eyes scattered in front of you?"

Indra's face finally changed and he shouted sternly: "Our grudge has nothing to do with her, you let her go!"

Feng Xiaoxun laughed proudly: "It has nothing to do with her? Everything related to you is related to me! What you like is what I hate. You once made me watch my beloved woman die in front of you. Wouldn't you be sorry for you if you didn't let you taste this feeling?!"

A red light flashed slightly when he placed his fingers beside Luo Qingyu's neck. As long as he spits out his palm, Luo Qingyu will dissipate from then on. There is no such person in this world...

"Stop!" Indra took a breath and sniffed!

His voice was like jade hitting each other, which made Feng Xiaoxun's eardrum buzz.

Feng Xiaoxun suddenly suffocated and looked at Di Shiyin and narrowed his eyes slightly: "What else do you have to say?"

But he was a little surprised. Indra was clearly at the end of his strength, so why did he still shout so arrogantly?

Indra said slowly: "Feng Xiaoxun, if you let her go, I can do it at your disposal. If you dare to hurt her, I will use the technique of military disciplinary action and fight with you to die together!"

Feng Xiaoxun's face changed, and his smile condensed on his face: "You - dare you?! You don't really want to lose your soul, and there is not even a scum in the world, right?"

The art of military dissection is an immortal spell that can instantly increase the skill of those who perform this technique several times.

Once this technique is activated, even an ordinary little fairy can instantly become a god of war with super strong combat power.

What's more, it's at the level of Indra?

Once he uses this technique, even the eight Feng Xiaoxun will not be his opponent!

However, this kind of magic also has a fatal weakness, it can only maintain the caster's skill for about one stick of incense.

After one stick of incense, the caster will be backfired by the magic and directly turned into ashes, annihilated between heaven and earth.

This is different from the scattered soul. The scattered soul is just that the soul is hit into pieces and scattered between heaven and earth and will not really disappear.

But this kind of death was directly turned into ashes by the soul and never existed again...

With one incense stick of effort, Indra's voice can make Feng Xiaoxun's soul scatter several times, so he is definitely not meant to scare people if he dies together.

There was a silver sword in Di Shiyin's hand, and the tip of the knife was facing his own chest. This was the starting point to implement the military solution.

It was obviously a very sharp and scary move, but his voice was still calm: "Feng Xiaoxun, you can try it!"

Feng Xiaoxun: “…”
Chapter completed!