Waste material little ruffian concubine

Chapter 337 Black Eat Black [11]

"Since you are not willing to give up what you have in your hands, then I have no choice but to let these poisons devour you." After the old man in black finished reciting the spell, he looked at Dibei City and Dongfang Bingwu with a grim expression on his face and said.

Immediately he raised the wooden stick in his hand, and those poisonous substances crawled towards Emperor Beicheng and Dongfang Bingwu crazily.

Di Beicheng pushed Dongfang Bingwu behind him, his eyes like black ink pools suddenly became cold, and there was a gloomy and hostile air on his handsome face. When those poisonous things came forward, he flipped his palms, and an invisible force swept forward like a mountain and river. Go, in the blink of an eye, those poisons rolled on the ground and whined.

When the old man in black saw such a situation, his eyes were filled with shock, and he swung the wooden stick in his hand and slammed heavily towards the Emperor's North City. During his actions, he swept towards them with a strong momentum like a tornado.

Dibeicheng pushed Dongfang Bingwu aside, and jumped into the air with a handsome figure, and at some point in his hand, there was a cold long sword in his hand.

With majestic momentum, the long sword slashed at the wooden stick in the hand of the old man in black, and with a bang, the wooden stick was hit hard.

Seeing that the wooden staff had not been cut, Di Beicheng narrowed his eyes dangerously, and once again waved his hands to stab at the chest of the old man in black.

The old man in black had a ferocious face. He didn't expect this young man to be so powerful. He subdued all his most powerful poisons. Damn it!
The wind howled, and two powerful forces floated violently in the street.

Dongfang Bingwu stood by and looked at the elegant figure of Dibei City, with a faint smile in his eyes, and immediately swept towards the poison on the ground. Those things were all struggling and seemed to be very uncomfortable.

She slightly curled her lips into a cruel sneer, snorted heavily, flipped her palms, and the scorching ghost fire burned towards the poison on the ground like a life-threatening Shura.

In just a split second, the poison on the ground was burned by the Nether Fire, jumping up and down in panic and wailing one after another.

"Well burned, damn poison." Xiaobao said angrily while holding the tiger's claws. Those gadgets still want to deal with their masters, they are so weak!

"That's right, dare to come out with such kung fu, court death." Mengmeng sang along with Xiaobao.

Dongfang Bingwu withdrew her hand behind her when she was casting Netherfire, and when she looked into the air again, she saw the old man in black whose head was directly cut off by the sword in Dibeicheng's hand. The sound of the corpse of the old man in black falling.

Dibeicheng hid the sword, flew down beside Dongfang Bingwu, grabbed her waist and flew up to the sky above the street.

In the alley, the corpse of the old man in black lay tragically on the ground. Beside his corpse were countless charred things. The whole scene was weird and terrifying.

Di Beicheng brought Dongfang Bingwu back to the inn instead of gambling in Shicheng right away. In the evening, he didn't want to starve his little things.

When the two entered the inn, Hua Gu had already ordered a sumptuous meal and was waiting for them.

"Where did you two go on a date again?" Hua Gu stared at the two of them resentfully, pouted, and he knew that they would definitely not go to the palace to inquire in broad daylight.

Dongfang Bingwu despises painted bones, and Dibeicheng also despises painted bones, so he can't think of other things in his head.

"How many brothers do we have in the Moon Kingdom for the time being." Di Beicheng asked coldly, that black shop will make them disappear forever tonight. .

(End of this chapter)