The little doctor concubine is a little poisonous

Chapter 1110 Outbreak
Laojiao is already very close to the magma, and he can fall into the magma in just half a step.

It is the time for the survivors to let down their vigilance in high spirits.

The long sword in Feng Zhuo's hand stabbed at its back with lightning speed, and the distance was so close, when it reacted, the long sword had already landed on it.

However, it is the king of monsters at the peak of the Emperor Spirit, and it is only one step away from becoming a dragon.

Even if transformed into a human form, the defense of the physical body is not something Feng Zhuo, a junior Wang Ling, can break through.

"boom"

The long sword was blocked by its powerful body, except for the puncture of its clothes, it did not leave the slightest trace on its body.

"Heh! This weak scum really wants to take the opportunity to assassinate the old jiao, it's beyond self-control!" Bang Miao'er taunted.

Yu Qingsu smiled coldly, but her eyes were full of regret.

He didn't kill this Yin Jiao, it really deserves to die.

However, they didn't know that Feng Zhuo never thought that this blow could successfully kill Lao Jiao.

She understands the difference in strength between her and Lao Jiao better than anyone else, so how could she have such an idea.

She just wanted to get the old Jiao into the magma by relying on the counter-shock force generated after the long sword collided with its body.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Her eyes were confused, and she murmured unconsciously, but the long sword in her hand stabbed out continuously.

The old Jiao had recovered, but he didn't do any defense, instead he turned around and stared at Feng Zhuo.

That look is as evil as it needs to be!
"Little sister, brother Jiao's heart hurts so much you stabbed him! Now, should you let brother Jiao stab me?"

Lao Jiao rubbed his hands together, smiling all over his face.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Feng Zhuo's expression didn't change, he still stabbed at Lao Jiao while talking.

It is even more impossible for Lao Jiao to care.

However, a force several times stronger than before erupted suddenly, and that force fell on the old Jiao, directly shaking the old Jiao's body a few times.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you!

Without even thinking about it, Feng Zhuo rushed up and kicked Lao Jiao.

Lao Jiao's wobbly body fell backwards violently.

Feng Zhuo squatted down again, and swung the long sword in his hand towards Lao Jiao's legs.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" She still repeated the word, her eyes still confused.

However, the sword swung towards Lao Jiao's legs did not hold back at all.

Lao Jiao, who had already struggled to stabilize his figure, became unsteady in his lower body and leaned back directly.

"boom"

The old Jiao fell into the magma.

"Zizzi"

As the white mist rises, a burst of meaty aroma floods into the air.

But only in an instant, the old Jiao transformed into his body, and after howling angrily, he escaped from the magma.

However, on the huge body, a large piece of flesh was gone, leaving only a bare skeleton, with blood dripping continuously on the ground.

It glared at Feng Zhuo viciously, with a bloodthirsty gleam in its eyes.

However, Feng Zhuo didn't seem to know that it was around at all, and still maintained the original posture, still sipping softly in his mouth: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Several black lines fell on the heads of the people present.

Girl, please stop pretending, okay?

How could it be possible for a person controlled by the sound of the piano to make such an attack?

Showing weakness first, then sneak attacking, and then attacking the feet, one after another, is something that a conscious person would do, okay?

(End of this chapter)