This is not the most critical.

The key is.

The incomparably sharp knife in Lao You's hand was now tattered.

The blade rolled up.

The old itchy cursed inwardly.

No wonder everyone said that this fat man was rough-skinned and thick-skinned.

It's really rough and thick.

Lao Tzu's knife is at least Xuan level.

It didn't break the fat man's defense.

But the old itch did not give up.

Take a deep breath.

The knife in his hand disappeared.

In a blink of an eye, a long sword appeared.

The grade of this long sword has reached the earth level!

And the moment the long sword appeared.

The old itchy suddenly showed a tired expression.

It seems to consume a lot.

Kidney deficiency does not work.

"This time..."

Lao You held the long sword and slashed at Fatty Wang's arm fiercely.

He thinks that he is an earth-level long sword.

It must be able to break Fatty Wang's defense, right?

however!

"Ding!"

A crisp sound rang out.

The old itchy was knocked to the ground by a huge force.

"Depend on......"

The old itchy coughed, and looked at Fatty Wang in disbelief.

At this time, Fatty Wang seemed to be covered with a layer of lava armor.

It looks rather weird.

And Fatty Wang's arm, which Old Itchy attacked just now, is still intact.

The old itch is a little unbelievable.

This is an earth-level long sword.

Although his own strength is not very good, can't he deal with an unconscious Fatty Wang?

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

at last!

At the third time.

The old itchy broke through Fatty Wang's defense.

A hole was drawn.

Thick blood flowed from it.

The old itchy breathed a sigh of relief.

at last!

at last! !

He quickly collected Fatty Wang's blood with a bottle.

Then he looked at Lin Xiu, Aning and other women.

A wretched smile appeared on his face.

......

"Hiss! Although the old itch finally got his way, I have to say that Fatty Wang is a bit of a bully!"

"Indeed, Fatty Wang's defense and the lava armor on his body are still passive. If Fatty Wang doesn't use it himself, he will show up to help his master."

"He really deserves to be the man who can become Brother Lin's younger brother. It really is extraordinary."

"I'm dying from laughing. Look at Lao Tiao's panting appearance, is he so weak?"

"It's so meow! Old Itchy is going to collect Brother Lin's blood next, right? Brother Lin is obviously not in a coma, why didn't he stop him?"

"I guess, I want to see what the old itchy is going to do."

"Look quickly! Old Tickle is walking towards Brother Lin!"

......

The old itchy twisted his neck, making the sound of bones colliding.

Panting heavily, he walked towards Lin Xiu and the others.

The steps are slow and light.

Even in the end, he deliberately reduced the sound of his breathing.

For others, he can be more casual.

But Lin Xiu.

to be frank.

Facing Lin Xiu, Old Itch really had no idea.

I was afraid that Lin Xiu would get up suddenly and give himself a kick.

Seeing that Lin Xiu closed his eyes tightly, he was indeed in a coma.

The old itch just wanted to do something.

A ray of purple light suddenly flew from Lin Xiu's side to the old itchy.

The old itchy was startled.

Startled, back again and again.

Soon, he saw clearly what the purple light was.

A long purple sword!

Old Itch heard Wu Xie say it.

This is Lin Xiu's weapon, the magic sword!

Moreover, this is a spiritual weapon.

Along the way, a girl in a blue dress named Solanum nigrum appeared from time to time, who is the weapon spirit of the magic sword.

The old itchy swallowed his saliva.

Looking at the magic sword that seemed to be threatening him in front of him, he clenched the earth-level long sword in his hand and hesitated.

Is it a fight, or just leave it at that?

Hit... Can I really hit it?

But just leave...

That lord's mission...hasn't been completed yet...

at this time!

In his mind, a majestic man's voice suddenly sounded.

"Enough, that's it."

Lao Xie breathed a sigh of relief, and left Lin Xiu and others alone.

Watching the magic sword vigilantly, it slowly backed away.

One last look at the innocent lying unconscious on the ground, knowing nothing.

The old itchy gritted his teeth, turned around and ran towards an unknown place.

What he didn't know was.

behind him.

Lin Xiuxiu opened his star pupils and looked at his back indifferently.

......

An unknown place.

"Hahahaha, interesting, really interesting."

"There are some mistakes with what I thought, Fei Peng..."

A tall man with two horns on his head and red hair laughed.

In front of him, there was a picture that appeared out of thin air.

The protagonist in the picture is Lin Xiu!

......

"call!"

"My head hurts, what's going on?"

After a while, Wu Xie, Fatty Wang and the others slowly woke up.

Then they found out.

on his arm.

There was a wound.

"Grandma's! What's going on?"

Fatty Wang looked at his wound, which was longer than others, and was shocked instantly!

No, why are other people so small.

But I am so long and so deep?

Too grandma?

Who did this?

Do you have any grudge against him?

It gave Fatty Wang the feeling that the murderer wanted to chop off his entire arm.

Everyone, look at me, and I look at you.

All of them looked dumbfounded.

Even Adjutant Zhang, Wu Sansheng, and Uncle Jiu.

There are also some doubts.

Adjutant Zhang frowned, why did he suddenly pass out?

Moreover, a cut was made on his arm, and he still didn't respond at all.

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