When Bei Ming Dance was only a short distance away from them, he suddenly clutched his stomach and cried out in pain, "Ouch, my stomach hurts so much." ” "Stinky girl, I'm telling you, don't play any tricks."
The black-robed old man glared at her menacingly.
It's so good, why does she have a stomachache.
Bei Mingwu lowered her head, holding her stomach and moved her hands, and when she looked up, more than a dozen silver needles in her hand flew out in unison.
But the four old men are also fast.
None of them were pierced by the silver needles in the Heavenly Spirit Acupoint, but the silver needles were also pierced in other parts of their bodies.
Seeing this, Xiaohuo and Bo Bing flew up and bit at them.
The Northern Shadow Dance also moved at this time, and took out the Phantom Sword and slashed out directly.
In a flash.
The powerful force smashed the four old men out with overwhelming momentum.
The four of them were shocked in their hearts, they didn't expect her blow to be so powerful.
Suddenly, the eyes of the four of them were all fixed on the sword in the hand of the Northern Dancer.
When they saw what the sword was, their pupils widened, and then their eyes lit up with greed.
It turned out to be an artifact magic sword That's the magic sword of the Demon Realm The four figures flashed towards the north.
Their figures are very fast, like ghosts, and only afterimages are left everywhere they go.
The Northern Dance was dazzled by them for a while, but they didn't expect these four old men to be so powerful.
It was much faster than she didn't know She wanted to attack, but she didn't know where they were.
Calm down.
Be sure to be calm.
Don't be distracted.
Bei Ying Wu admonished herself in her heart, and suddenly, she swung her magic sword and slashed somewhere.
But at this moment, two palm winds struck her back.
No matter how fast she reacted, she was still hit in the face.
Beimingwu's body flew out in an arc, and a heart-rending pain spread through her chest, making her tremble uncontrollably.
In the next second, a mouthful of blood spat out.
"Stinky girl, let you be obedient, but you want to ask for your own hardship, then it's no wonder us."
The red-robed old man sneered sarcastically.
As soon as the blow fell, he believed that she would never have the ability to fight back.
The Phantom Sword is theirs Bei Mingwu stretched out her hand to cover her chest, only to feel that the breath in her body was surging wildly, the meridians were twitching uncontrollably, and the extreme pain spread in her body.
This palm, she was particularly badly injured.
"I'm not going to give you the Phantom Sword."
Bei Ying Wu quickly took a pill, and then slowly stood up from the ground, his eyes flashing with a compelling cold light.
Until the last minute, she will not admit defeat.
What's more, she had just been poisoned.
When they flare-up, she doesn't believe they'll be able to take her.
It's a big deal, a fish dies and the net is broken.
Don't think it's any better The four old men glared, she was still able to stand up, and her bones were quite hard.
"Hard-mouthed, let's go up together and kill her."
The black-robed old man's eyes shone with a vicious light.
The other three nodded.
Just as they were about to make a move, a cold and threatening male voice sounded.
"She's my person, who dares to move."
Bei Ying Wu turned to look and saw the familiar and slender black figure standing in the distance.
It's the emperor without a trace He was still wearing a delicate and gorgeous black robe, with an arrogant light in his red pupils, and an innate domineering spirit around him.
Standing there without anger and self-authority invisibly gives people a sense of oppression that cannot be ignored. t1706231537: