unscrupulous angel

Angela and Marianne looked at the big hooligan not far away at the same time, and there was something strange in their eyes.

After coughing lightly, Marianne turned her head and said to Angela: "The little villain seems to be in trouble, go and help him, it's not convenient for me to come forward, you know."

"Well, that guy Jin Lite has always been against the evil emperor's palace, and I have long wanted to teach him a lesson." Angela nodded slightly, and after she finished speaking, she walked slowly towards the big hooligan.

At this time, the gangster had already taken out the five-color evil emperor sword from the green and white jade plate.

Against Kimlett, the gangster didn't think about asking Marianne and Angela to help.

In the later stage of Xuantian class, the strength is indeed much stronger than him.

However, if he fights hard, he is not completely hopeless.

Worry and ecstasy didn't work on Clark, but Big Rogue didn't think worry and ecstasy didn't work on Kinlit either.

As long as emotional attacks work, Big Rogue has a chance to win!

However, just when the gangster was about to fight, he found Angela walking over.

The big gangster frowned slightly, and gave up his plan to attack Jin Lite. He wanted to see what the little girl Angela was doing here.

Angela walked to the side of the big gangster, glanced at the big gangster, then turned to look at Jin Lite who was not far away, her beautiful eyes were full of coldness!

Angela glanced at Jin Lite, and suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

The body also trembled involuntarily.

Although Angela didn't exude any coercion, Jin Lite felt an extremely dangerous aura from Angela's body.

The intuition of a practitioner is sometimes very accurate.

"Jin Lite, I'll give you two choices now." Angela erupted with an incomparably powerful aura.That aura even made the practitioners in the hall feel as if they wanted to suffocate.

"The first choice, get out immediately!"

"Second, die!" The big hooligan smiled and continued.

Angela rolled her eyes at the gangster, and said with her eyes: Who made you talk too much? !

The big hooligan looked at Angela with a smile, and said cheekily: "It's not talking too much, it's called tacit understanding!"