Princess, she has fortune-telling again

Chapter 2007
"This Lord of the Thousand Blood Alliance, the younger one is Xu Chang who is in charge of the western mining area in Huosi Purgatory."

"Do you have an opinion?" The man in his [-]s gave him a naive smile.

Without waiting for Xu Chang to react, he slammed it with a stick.

The unlucky Huosi Purgatory didn't even have time to snort before he was swept away by the stick.

Xu Guanshi was like a winter melon spinning in the air, being swept away more than ten meters away from the ground.

When it hit the ground, without even a whimper, the person fell into a deep coma.

The fire sucking purgatory gasped, and rushed forward one after another, and when they looked at the members of the Thousand Blood League, their expressions changed drastically.

It's time to mess up?
The Alliance of Thousand Bloods made it clear that they wanted to come to the mines in the western area to pick trouble.

It is definitely for them to suck the fire into purgatory to make trouble.

Pei Shiya's expression on Frozen Canyon was also very bad.

She didn't expect that these bastards of the Thousand Blood Alliance would dare to attack the people who sucked the fire and purgatory at the slightest disagreement.

Are they playing fire and sucking purgatory?

No, they are slapping the face of the seven major forces.

The Little Nine Stars faction has really become more and more presumptuous in recent years.

Pei Shiya had a pretty face coldly, "A gentleman has four swords."

"Yes!" The gentleman's four swords had suffered a disadvantage in front of the fifty-year-old man just now, and he couldn't help but want to regain his position.

Now when they heard their young lady's cry, the four of them immediately formed a four-element formation, and all swung their swords at the fifty-year-old man from the Thousand Blood Alliance.

The man still had a naive smile on his face, he dodged left and right to avoid the sword light, and he was still laughing, "Is the fight starting now? That's fine. I can't wait hahahaha!"

While speaking, the man wielded an iron rod, split it horizontally and vertically, and slammed it hard on the left leg of one of the gentleman's four swords.

Junzi Sijian let out a muffled snort, his expression suddenly changed.

He could feel the pain of his leg bones being broken, but if he retreated at this moment, the Four Elephant Sword Formation would disintegrate immediately, and they would be defeated one by one by the five-year-old man.

So he couldn't retreat, and that person continued to cooperate with the other three in wielding the spirit sword despite the great pain.

These four are masters of the ice attribute, and when they dance their swords, they carry the air of frost, interweaving into a four-element sword formation, and there are clusters of snowflakes flying in the formation.

If it was an ordinary person, he would have been frozen by the cold air and slowed down.

But the fifty-year-old man from the Thousand Blood League was not affected at all, and he was able to do a job with ease in the Four Elephant Sword Formation, teasing the gentleman's four swords like a cat playing with a mouse.

Every time he goes down with a stick, he can hit someone's leg with Four Swords of the Gentleman.

At first, the man was hit with two sticks in a row, and he couldn't hold on anymore, and his body went limp on the ground.

The fifty-year-old man took this opportunity to kick him on the back, causing him to fly out of the mine, slamming heavily at the entrance of the mine, gurgling and spurting blood.

A group of miners were frightened. They stood up and hid behind the stones, their faces all pale.

Jiang Nai raised her eyebrows, and glanced at the silly smiling man from the Thousand Blood League.

I just heard the white-haired old woman say impatiently, "Honest man, have you played enough? Get rid of them as soon as you have played enough."

"Beautiful old lady, why don't you do what you want?" The man in his fifth decade snorted coldly, and kicked the second person of the Four Swords of a Gentleman towards the old woman.

A gleam flashed in the old woman's eyes, she grabbed the man's head violently, and let out a series of smirks.

Everyone saw that the unlucky guy was shaking his head against the old woman's palm, and his limbs were shaking like an epileptic seizure.

As time passed, the man shriveled inch by inch like a deflated ball.

(End of this chapter)