“Whoops!”

Before everyone had time to react, they only felt a distortion in the void.

 Back to God again.

The letter has been captured by the storyteller.

“No!” Lan Ling shouted.

late.

His sound.

 Poke it with two fingers, and blood spurted out.

Xin's throat was directly penetrated. When the storyteller withdrew his hands again, there was already a piece of bloody cartilage between his two fingers.

 “Poof!”

Xin Xin spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the hole in his throat was opened, and blood flowed gurglingly.

 He wanted to resist.

But even though he tried hard to bulge up the spiritual energy all over his body, he couldn't even make a trace of the delicate hands on his neck break apart.

 The veins are bulging from holding back.

 It can be that all the qi in the body are blocked.

 Even the heavenly path around him was completely cut off by the storyteller.

It is obvious that the companion in red is not far above his head.

 But at this moment, Xin felt that he was alone and helpless between heaven and earth!

All the resistance he could do was only to make his injuries worse and the blood in his throat to spurt out faster.

 It means nothing to a storyteller!

"This guy……"

Xin Xin's heart suddenly clenched.

 Pain is nothing to him.

 But with just this move, he knew it.

 The strengths of the two sides are not at the same level at all.

Complete abuse!

 As long as the storyteller wants.

 On the red-clothed side, no one can stop him.

 This is an existence that can only be captured if it belongs to the level of Wuyue Sword Immortal!

 “Adam’s apple…”

 The storyteller played with the small bones in his hands and knocked himself with the back of his hands.

not at all.

He smiled and pressed the small bone into Xin's throat again, and whispered in his ear: "Remember, there is no next time."

 “Poof!”

 Xin was hit by this second injury and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

 He felt that his "Golden Mysterious Spirit Body" was like a decoration in front of the man in the red dress.

The opponent doesn’t even need to use his spiritual energy.

　　It just blocked everything with the way of heaven.

 Just a single blow can cause fatal damage to yourself.

 It was not until this moment that the people in red clothes above their heads were released from their imprisonment again.

"letter!"

 Shouye's face immediately turned gloomy.

 In front of many red-coated men, Xin was taken down in one go.

This is no longer just a matter of face, the other party is so provocative and cannot be tolerated at all!

 “The night, swallow the sky!”

Almost at the moment when the violent murderous intent burst out, the sky was immediately swallowed up by darkness.

 “Oh, it’s you?”

 As soon as this familiar force appeared, the storyteller couldn't help but cast his gaze towards it.

Shouye doesn't even dare to hide even half of his strength, and his attack is his trump card.

Not only did he use the power of darkness to change the rules of the world in the first place, but his whole body also began to be filled with awe-inspiring righteousness.

 “Little old man…”

 The storyteller tightened his palms, and the letter's throat was squeezed out of shape.

 “Ahem…poof.”

 Another mouthful of blood spurted out.

 The storyteller has a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

The anger of having an external incarnation dispersed inexplicably not long ago welled up in my heart.

The Storyteller, who had not planned to explode at this moment, saw that Vigil took action and could no longer hold back.

 He raised his hand.

"etc!"

Lan Ling shouted at the right time.

 She immediately walked over to Shouye and patted him on the shoulder.

 “Relax and let me do it.”

 Watching the night with side eyes, full of forlorn eyes, silent.

"Believe me."

 Lan Ling nodded extremely seriously.

Shouye then suppressed the impulse in his heart and regained his righteousness.

 But the darkness above the sky still invaded, directly taking back control of the battlefield.

 In a situation where both sides are weaker than the other side, if even the geographical advantage is under control, then Hong Yi cannot fight at all and will only be at the mercy of others.

 “Little girl…”

 The storyteller put on a smile again and said, "You are so confident."

“Storyteller, you don’t want to kill anyone, do you?” Lan Ling turned his head and looked over.

"oh?"

 The storyteller raised his brows, "Are you irritating me? Do you have a grudge against him?"

 After reading the letter, he pressed his palms hard.

 “Crackling…”

 Skeleton cracks exploded from everywhere in Xin’s body in an instant.

 In just a moment, Xin was covered in blood and turned into a bloody man.

　　Under the infusion of the storyteller's spiritual energy, his physical body could not bear it at all, and even his internal organs were shattered.

 His bones were almost shattered by the collapse.

"you!"

Shouye narrowed his eyes and wanted to take action.

Lan Ling held him down, looked at the storyteller, gritted his teeth and said, "Give him back to me. Whatever you want, you can do whatever you want."

"this……"

Hei Ming turned his head and looked over in disbelief.

 “Shut up and let me do it!”

Lan Ling couldn't help but scolded.

This time, Vigil finally took a step back and gave the initiative back to Lan Ling.

 “Yo, so majestic!”
To be continued...