Chen Yicen was not sure, so he thought it was a hidden weapon poisonous water, and shouted: "What's this thing?"

Peach blossoms are much calmer, "It seems to be water..."

"Water? Where does the water come from?"

Sikong Xiao gave his thumbs up at the black chicken stroking its wings in the air, and the black chicken cleverly shrank behind Sikong Xiao's neck.'ΩΔ Pen Δ    Quge

Chen Yicen and Taohua looked at each other. Although they didn't know what was going on, they must have nothing to do with the little thief in front of them. Thinking of this, they rushed towards Sikong Xiao very tacitly.

Looking at their dripping bodies, Sikong Xiao grinned. The next second she raised her hands, and ten lightnings sizzled out from ten fingers. She raised her eyebrows and looked at the two people who were frightened. Sikong Xiao raised his hand without hesitation and shot lightning out...

"ah…"

"This...you..."

Chen Yicen stared at Sikong, gritted his teeth and fainted, and Taohua fainted on the ground without saying a word. Hearing what Chen Yicen said, Sikong smiled and murmured in a low voice: "Water conducts electricity, you only know now..."

If you use Sikong Xiao’s current third-level mid-level cultivation to fight two third-level spiritual masters according to your normalcy, it will be a fierce battle, and you will never win.

However, Chen Yicen and Taohua are both civil and industrial attributes. With the help of water, Sikong Xiao's Lei Ling root is their biggest nemesis.

Look, I fainted with a slight electric shock!

"How is that evil spirit master..."

Sikong Xiao ignored the two people who fainted on the ground, turned around and looked at the evil spirit master who had inhaled more energy and had less energy on the ground. He was wondering whether to let him die a little while the attack was coming. From the corner of his eyes, he saw a sneaky figure appearing on the edge of the peach blossom.

"Who?"

"You are blind! Isn't it the one Zhang He who ran away in fear before!"

After frowning and looking at it for a while, Sikong Xiao finally saw the man clearly through the moonlight, but his gaze turned around and Sikong Xiao found that the trousers were actually taking off his pants!

Moreover, his inverted triangular eyes were looking at the fainting peach blossoms on the ground with lust!

With a thunderous sound of his brain, Sikong Xiao was instantly furious. Without saying a word, he waved his hand and flew towards Zhang He, a lightning bolt that was ten times thicker than before.

In broad daylight, he actually dared to face peach blossoms in front of him and do such a miserable thing! Are you looking for death?

In the dark night sky, the wind was blowing, the sword light flashed, and two figures in the sky suddenly froze; at this moment, a "clang" thunder fell from the sky, passing through Qi Muqing and Zhang Heshui who were fighting fiercely, slashing straight to the ground. The two looked surprised and happy, and looked at the ground at the same time.

I saw a vulgar man staring at the air with his eyes wide open. His pants were just halfway up, hung on his knees, and his face was filled with a lewd smile.

Seeing the lightning in the air rushing towards him, he raised his eyes and panickedly searched for his uncle Zhang Heshui who could save him.

But it was too late. He had only had time to express the word "save" and was swallowed by an extremely dazzling light!

The lightning came and disappeared quickly, but at the moment of disappearing, Zhang He, who was hit by the moment, turned into black charcoal. The strong wind was still blowing when Qi Muqing and Zhang Heshui fought, and Zhang He's remaining body instantly turned into ashes. A storage bag fell to the ground with a sniff.

Sikong was stunned for a second. Zhang He was still a second-level late-stage martial artist, but he died so completely under his own attack!

"ah!"

A shrill cry came from the alley, Sikong Xiao trembled all over and turned his head to look over there. A middle-aged woman wearing gold and silver head was covering her mouth and looking at herself in horror.

Before Sikong Xiao could react, he heard her wailing, then raised his head and cried to Zhang Heshui above his head, "Brother Shui! He'er is dead... Wuwuwu... Without my He'er, how can I live!!"

Zhang Heshui heard the sound and frowned, looking at Sikong Xiao who reached out to reduce thunder. He didn't care whether Zhang He was dead or alive, but the person in front of him was actually a third-grade thunder spirit cultivator.

Although there are few spiritual cultivators with thunder spirit roots, their attack power is definitely the strongest among all attributes. People from the Spirit Cultivation Association must not be recruited, otherwise there will be another strong enemy in the martial arts hall in the future!

Sikong Xiao felt a thud in his heart, and he felt a substantial gaze swept on his back, and it felt like he was raking several shuttles by a machine gun.

"Brother Shui! You must kill this little thief to avenge He'er! Otherwise, your sister, I'll die here... Woo woo woo woo woo..."

The woman in front of her ear kept crying desperately. Sikong Xiao thought it was not good. This Zhang Heshui is a sixth-level martial arts practitioner. If he falls into his hands, he will definitely die!

Thinking of this, she turned her head and pulled up the evil spirit master on the ground, turned around and used all her spiritual power to turn into a very rapid lightning to escape, but after only ten meters, Sikong Xiao felt the air around her stagnation.

Qi Muqing's sneer suddenly sounded, "Zhang Heshui, your nephew is domineering and ignorant, and he is dead!"

"snort…"

Zhang Heshui's nose only sounded like a sound, and Sikong Xiao felt that the air around him instantly became like solid. No matter how much she used to use the entire cultivation level of a third-grade spiritualist, it was difficult to move one step.

"You are lucky today. When I solve this bold little thief, I will fight you again!"

"Hmph, who do you think I, Qi Muqing, are! If you want to leave, you want to be beautiful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Muqing's eyes sterned and he chased Zhang Heshui's figure with a cold sneer. Then he passed by with one hand. A green spear appeared in the air, scattering a faint murderous aura.

"It's over! Black chicken, black chicken, what should I do? What's the situation? Why can't I get out!"

"This is his use of the high-level cultivation aura to solidify the surrounding spiritual energy. If your cultivation is a little higher, you can find a weak point to break through, but now... wait, let me think about it."

"Brother Shui! Kill him quickly!!"

Sikong smiled and looked back at the woman with her teeth and claws beside her. She jumped to the place where Zhang He had just died, squatted down and picked up the storage bag falling from the ground, and looked around with guilt before putting it in her arms. How could she feel sad on her face?

This is the scum mother! It turns out that what kind of life is it? The scum mother is still a scum!

"drink…"

A huge palm print descended from the air, and Sikong Xiao's eyes changed, and without saying a word, a flash of lightning came from the sky just now.

But unfortunately, the lightning as thick as Sikong Xiao's wrist hit Zhang Heshui, which was like itchy. The expression on Zhang Heshui's face did not change at all. Instead, the palm print pressed down, which caught Sikong Xiao's throat sweet.

"Zhang Heshui, the accounts of you and me have not been settled yet!"
Chapter completed!