Fast Transmigration: Protect our villain boss

Chapter 470 My Fatty Destroys the World (22)

Woohoo, the air screamed shrilly, the ground was shaking, and even the swords around them began to hum.

【somebody is coming! 】

The Sky Trail crisis alert is full.

【No, I don't even know if he's a human being! 】

The black shadow that shuttled at high speed moved in the sword grave, and with a snort, Luo Miao saw an extremely thin sword shadow, sticking up against Si Qi's neck.

At the very moment, Luo Miao formed a seal with one hand and rushed to Si Qi's side like lightning.

The oil-paper umbrella was sandwiched between the sword and the person, and the black shadow's sword fell on the umbrella bone, and the sharp blade he rushed to the young man's neck just slipped away.

The shadow did not give up because of the failed assassination. On the contrary, he paused in the air, and then turned to one side, preparing to attack with a more deadly sword technique.

His sword technique is so treacherous, even Luo Miao can hardly catch his sword track.

Fortunately, Si Qi was not the one who was waiting to die. After being rescued by Luo Miao, he quickly counterattacked. The long sword pierced out from behind the umbrella, drew a round arc in the air, and swept towards the black shadow.

Jian Qing nimbly dodged the young man's unrefined swordsmanship, holding the slender hilt with a cold and calm expression, turned an arc in the air, kicked his left foot forward, and kicked hard on the thin umbrella noodle.

This oil-paper umbrella was not ordinary to be able to block his sword strike. Jian Qing used [-]% of his strength in this kick, but he didn't break the umbrella surface, but kicked it sideways.

The boy hiding under the umbrella was exposed. It was a moment when life and death could be determined with a single sword, but the boy was still in danger. He even pulled out a hand to push the exposed girl back under the umbrella before drawing out the sword.

Jian Qing was no longer ready to play, and used his spiritual power for the third time.

He laughed at the boy's innocence of looking left and right, his straight swordsmanship has no rules at all, full of flaws, even a three-year-old child can't be hurt, how could he stab him.

This time, your life really cannot be saved, Jian Qing secretly reflected in his heart.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to move, he found that he couldn't move. Only then did he realize that his body was bound by chains transformed from spiritual power!

The man raised his sword eyebrows. It was the little girl just now. When she rushed to block the sword, she secretly landed a magic circle. The young man has been cooperating with her magic circle since just now, waiting for the last stab full of flaws!

If Jian Qing hadn't been bound by the chains and thought he had grasped the boy's weakness and lightly picked out the sword, the girl who was hiding under the umbrella must have a trick to kill him, right?

After all, a little girl's cultivation base is higher than that of a boy, so she will never hide.

Such a tacit cooperation, Jian Qing's eyes flashed admiration, how many times of life and death would it take to cultivate this kind of tacit understanding of knowing what the partner wants to do without even looking at it?

How many years had he not seen such a tight fit?

Pity.

Puchi-

The boy's long sword pierced Jianqing's heart as expected.

The moment the sword pierced into the heart, Luo Miao and Si Qi paused at the same time.

No, no, no.

"Hahahaha, I am neither human nor immortal! What's the use of stabbing my heart!"

"No matter where you stab me, I will not die!"

The man who was tightly bound by spiritual power laughed excitedly, his five fingers became claws, and the strong wind blew each one.

His eyeballs turned from black to red, and his red pupils were as red as a blood moon staring at Si Qi, and for a while he was fixed on the oil-paper umbrella, as if he wanted to see through the umbrella and stab the girl under the umbrella to death.

"Those who break into the sword grave will die!"

"break!"

With a bang, the sword mound surged again.

[Oh my god, he can actually control the sword energy! 】

Tian Xiaodao cursed and ran under the umbrella to ask for protection.

Every sword light was so fierce and tyrannical, cutting through the air, Si Qian could not scream, so he immediately abandoned his sword and dodged to Luo Miao's side.

The sword energy formed a dense net to surround them in the middle, Luo Miao stood holding an umbrella, the two of them and the cat were not injured in the spirit barrier, and Luo Miao still had the energy to recite the spell to tighten the spiritual power lock.

Since I can't kill you, I'll strangle you to death!

"Your umbrella is very good!" Jian Qing hadn't met such a tenacious person for a long time, he couldn't control his killing intent, and his murderous aura overflowed, "Then how about this one!"

He chanted a spell, and Tian Xiaodao was numb.

【Host, he called Sword Demon over here! 】

[I just said, we are not the protagonist of Long Aotian, how could we quietly take the artifact away! 】

Luo Miao squeezed his spiritual power to the extreme.

give up.

Well, it's really hard to die.