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"Holy Sword, where is it!" The space in front of the eight-winged angel began to distort.

Golden feathers appeared out of thin air, and then gathered little by little until they condensed into a long sword shining with golden light.

The eight-winged angel grasped the hilt of the sword, took a step forward, and leaned half sideways.

The sword pointed at Jian Jinge, and the gentleness and compassion on his face completely disappeared, leaving only anger and coldness.

"Why did the Holy Sword allow you to get so close? Who are you?"

Jian Jinge rubbed his ears and glanced at her with disdain.

Why did the Holy Sword let her get close? Of course, it was because she was not afraid of death.

Besides being called the Sword of Judgment, this broken sword actually has another name, the Sword of the Brave.

To sum it up in one sentence, it likes those who are not afraid of death.

The book describes the Holy Sword as having a spirit. It thinks it is so awesome and a sacred sword. How can anyone who approaches it be a coward or a coward who is afraid of death?

That's an insult to it!

The Holy Sword firmly refused to allow such people to approach it, as it would lower its status.

To describe it in a human word, it's a little bit tsundere.

Jian Jin Ge sighed silently and relaxed the muscles in his wrists.

Sure enough, there is a golden house in the book~

Moreover, the book also contains human truths.

In short, gossip!

Well, the truth about the Holy Sword, that arrogant little broken sword, helped her.

Is she really not afraid of death?

No, she just believed that the human truth in the bookstore would not deceive her, and for this, she was willing to risk her life.

Isn't it funny to think of her standing there quietly waiting to be judged?

She would rather gamble her life.

In this world, only she herself is qualified to judge whether her past was good or evil, and whether she was guilty or not. No one else, no matter who they are, has the qualification!

Moreover,

This time she was not gambling her life completely, but a gamble with planning, planning and courage.

Just let her get close to the holy sword, touch it, and take it to the bookstore.

If the landing anchor is a bookstore, let Xiao Shushu control it.

This is option one.

If the landing anchor point is another area in the fog, then let it be.

When you find an opportunity, do it!

Fortunately, this little arrogant broken sword is not a living creature, but an inanimate object that can be brought into the bookstore.

That would be easier to do.

Just let Xiao Shushu do it!

As for trying to tame it, what the hell, let Xiao Shushu do it, it's quick and convenient, there are shortcuts to take, there is an obvious difference in strength between her and Xiao Pojian, why is she asking for trouble!

Isn't this stupid?

There were thousands of thoughts in his mind, but in reality, it took only a breath for Jian Jinge to stop loosening his wrist, and his eyes gently fell on the golden sword in the hand of the eight-winged angel.

Almost at first glance, she was sure that this was another sword.

Angels, so generous!

she likes.

Jian Jinge rolled her eyes slightly, licked her lips, curved her eyes slightly, and lowered her eyes to look at Xiaobao.

The man and the fox instantly showed the same cunning fox smile.

Xiaobao grinned, and his small body instantly became like a small cannonball, rushing straight towards the eight-winged angel.

With thunder and lightning.

Furious thunder crackled and surrounded it, like a shining cannonball.

Jian Jinge injected the Force into the Frost Black Pearl Bracelet and the Fire Black Pearl Bracelet.

Wherever the violent fire dragon passed, there was a sea of ​​fire. The ice dragon condensed layers of ice, instantly freezing thousands of miles.

Xiaobao attacked head-on, and the two ice and fire dragons coordinated to attack from the front, back, and top.

Jian Jinge used his ultimate move, and the whole person disappeared in an instant like a cloud of mist.

The breath sometimes appears and sometimes disappears.

The eight-winged angel's eyes shone with a dark light, and he used the Ultra Instinct to predict the trajectory, holding the sword in his hand.

In an instant, the sword was drawn.

Long swords appeared out of thin air in front of her, like a solid wall of steel, until ten thousand swords were launched at the same time!

Rumble!

In an instant.

The space was violently distorted, and cold rays of light suddenly appeared.

The entire earth began to shake left and right.

The pet tiger squatted on the tip of a dead tree, scratching his cheeks with both hands, looking at the apocalyptic battle scene in the sky. He was excited, nervous and worried.

Especially in the last second, when I saw Boss Jian covered in blood, my heart was tightened.

Worried and excited, I couldn't help but show my tiger tail, sweeping it back and forth anxiously.

With his strength, he could not only follow Boss Jian's battle trajectory, let alone capture her, but just be able to see the dark shadow she left behind, which was already amazing.

So, now, apart from worrying about Boss Jian and feeling nervous for a while, there was nothing else he could do.

Thinking of his own uselessness, a trace of dejection flashed in the pet tiger's eyes, and the two tiger ears popped out, sometimes folded, sometimes erected, and sometimes moving up and down.

Looks like a hyperactive child.

Linghu pet glanced at Young Master Jian on the tree trunk below, and the tiger's tail that was shaking left and right paused.

Then, with lightning speed, she slapped him on the face.

The moment he looked over, she silently turned her back, leaving him with a graceful tiger back.

At the same time, the tiger's tail slapped his handsome face again quickly, fiercely and accurately.

In an instant, my mood became more relaxed.

Jian Qinghan: ...

Jian Xiaobai held the body of Heng Jun Cang Deng in one hand and glanced sideways at the battlefield where Jian Jinge was.

A ball of silver-white flame ignited from the fingertips.

In an instant, it enveloped Heng Jun Cang Deng's body.

"what!"

There was a shrill scream, and then silence returned to the surroundings.

Jian Xiaobai retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes to glance at the slender fingertips, a trace of disgust flashed across his silver-white pupils, and his beautiful eyebrows slightly frowned.

He took out a wet tissue from his pocket and imitated Jian Jinge's previous behavior, slowly and carefully wiping each finger.

He took off the dirty glove on his other hand, threw it away, and took out two pure white gloves that shone with silver light.

"It's clean now," Jian Xiaobai murmured softly, a slight sigh of relief evident in his eyes. "She probably won't say I don't like cleanliness anymore, will she?"

By the way, the other undead seemed to be about to escape successfully. These were Jian Jinge’s original words.

Jian Xiaobai tilted his head and thought for a moment.

He seemed to remember that the undead had to be killed completely, and not a single one could be allowed to escape from the beast trap.

Jian Xiaobai suddenly realized something, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked towards a certain direction in the void. A ray of silver light flashed in his silver-white eyes.

Strands of rule power gather around the body,

He took a step forward and disappeared instantly.

The breath also completely disappeared at this moment.

Kill all the undead, leave no one alive!