The Strongest Little Devil: Master, Come to Fight!

"Luo Xiaoman!!" The cold touch made Wan Zitong's face twisted fiercely.

"Hahaha, you look embarrassed when you are hit by a snowball, but you look more funny when you are angry!" Luo Xiaoman stood on the back of the Frozen Poisonous Scorpion, akimbo, and looked at Wan Wan with a mocking expression. Zitong.

The Frozen Poisonous Scorpion trembled, trying to shake Luo Xiaoman off, but her foot was like a magnet, sucked firmly on her back, and couldn't shake it off.

"Eat me another magic weapon."

Before Wan Zitong could react, Luo Xiaoman threw another magic weapon out.

Wan Zitong took a closer look. It was a snow-white sphere, which was another snowball!

She ignored it and just passed by.

Humph, she won't be hit twice by the same method.

However, when Wan Zitong just passed the snowball, his heart palpitations exploded.

Her pupils shrank, and from the corner of her eye she caught a glimpse of the snowball suddenly spreading, revealing a dark object inside.

"Rainbow pear flower!"

boom!

The pitch-black sphere exploded, and countless needles shot out, and Wan Zitong was caught off guard.

Wan Zitong's heart trembled wildly, and quickly stopped, waving the long sword in his hand to resist.

However, these needles were too dense and sharp, and she couldn't follow them one by one.

Puff puff puff!

After a while, Wan Zitong fell heavily to the ground, and the cloak on his body had been torn apart by needles, revealing the straight phoenix pattern inside.

"Tsk tusk, I said, you are not qualified to be my opponent." Luo Xiaoman raised his head, his two braids shook, and he looked at Wan Zitong in a playful expression.

At the same time, the icy cold poisonous scorpion under her feet was still shaking wildly, but there was no way to shake this little baby off.

"Little beast, don't waste your energy." She smiled and said triumphantly: "My boots are specially used for mountain climbing. As long as I don't lift them, they can stick to you."

Hum!

Suddenly, a momentum swept away.

Wan Zitong stood up slowly, staring at Luo Xiaoman with a bitter expression on his face. "I should thank you for making me sober."

Ok?

Luo Xiaoman was startled slightly, and his expression became solemn.

"Little Master, you have completely annoyed this woman." Jie Ling's voice sounded in Luo Xiaoman's mind, quite a little gloating. "She is a ninth-level cultivator of Qi refining, so she can easily kill you."

Luo Xiaoman squinted her eyes, why didn't she know how powerful Wan Zitong was. Since just now, she has been trying her best to irritate each other.

She wants to take advantage of Wan Zitong's arrogance and anger, and forget the fact that she is the ninth refining tool.

Now, Wan Zitong is slowing down, and realizing his recklessness, he is about to get serious.

Clang!

Wan Zitong's long sword buzzed, stirring with dazzling sword light.

She raised her sword and stared at Luo Xiaoman coldly. "you die!"

"Go!" Luo Xiaoman jumped, jumped off the cold poisonous scorpion, stepped on the skateboard, and ran away quickly.

However, a sword light shot fiercely, splitting the snow on both sides of her into two deep gullies.

At the same time, the icy cold poison scorpion slayed vigorously, and those oil-green eyes flashed with a strong killing intent.

He wants to smash this guy who dared to step on his head, tossing wanton.

"Luo Xiaoman, Yong..."

As soon as Wan Zitong lifted his sword, a frightening aura broke through the ground, turned into a white beam of light, and rose into the sky.

Luo Xiaoman was taken aback, looked at this white beam of light with a look of surprise, only to see a fruit glowing all over.

"Xuan Tian Guo?!"