Urban Devouring Supreme

Xuanfeng appeared outside in an instant!

At the same time, a sword light flickered, and Qiu Hu also appeared outside!

When they came out, the place was all surrounded by men in white turbans, and there seemed to be thousands of people!

"Insulting sinner! Damn! Say, where is the insult?" When Qiu Hu and the others were on guard, a suspended figure suddenly appeared in the void ahead!

The man's head was wrapped in a silver turban, his voice was thunderous, and it seemed to be more noble!

At this moment, looking at everyone condescendingly!

"Pretend to be a god! Die!" Xuan Feng's voice sounded!

Shoo!

Long silver needles flew out and pierced towards the person!

The man waved his arm!

Then, the men standing on the ground with white turbans on their heads jumped up ten, and all of them hit Xuanfeng!

"Looking for death!" Qiu Hu also swung his long sword!

bass!

The long sword made a soft groan and slashed towards those people!

laugh!

A dull voice sounded, and then, I saw that the person who was at the forefront was struck by Qiu Hu's sword!

Bright red blood flies out!

The man fell to the ground!

And those behind him, at the same moment, changed their positions and avoided attacks!

bass!

Two people were stabbed again!

Also bleeding out!

However, Zhen Mei and Zhen Chun, who had weaker cultivation bases, were also hit by the person in the turban, leaving a black handprint directly on their bodies!

"They are all real people?" Qiu Hu and others saw this situation with solemn expressions!

According to their speculation!

Many of these people appearing out of thin air are illusory. Under this long sword, they should turn into phantoms!

But what happened now has broken their conjecture, and these people are all real!

"Alert!" Qiu Hu said coldly!

Afterwards, everyone put out a simple defensive formation!

"Killing the holy messenger to die!" The man who was suspended in the void and wrapped in a silver turban, was like a **** at the moment, and was there to judge!

"Kill these demons!"

The man with the silver headscarf said indifferently.

Then, waved!

Those on the ground jumped up one by one again, and at this time, in their hands, everyone actually had a scimitar!

The crescent knife is bright, it is a sharp weapon to harvest the head!

bass!

Cold light exploded!

Those crescent knives all attacked towards Qiu Hu and others!

"kill!"

The silver needles in Xuanfeng's hands flew out again, all flying towards these people!

Oh oh oh!

There was a muffled voice, and several people fell to the ground on the spot, with foam in their mouths, and then they fell there, motionless!

The long sword in Qiu Hu's hand is also flying!

The few people who jumped up this time were half resolved in an instant!

"The devil! All should go to hell! Let the glory of the Holy Lord punish these demons! Send them to hell!" The man in mid-air suddenly appeared a crescent-shaped wand in his hand, waving there, following his Waving, there were once again in the void men with cold and murderous auras wrapped in turbans!

However, these people have higher cultivation bases and stronger attack power!

Shoo!

There was another sound of flying silver needles, and then I saw these people turning around and avoiding them directly!

"Devil, when you see the emissary, you can catch it without holding your hands, kneel and beg for mercy!" The man who hovered in midair and wrapped a silver turban shouted again at Qiu Hu and the others!

In his hand, the half-moon-shaped staff emits dim light at this moment!

And these lights fell on Qiu Hu, and Qiu Hu and others seemed to be slowing down, as if they had fallen into a quagmire!

Buzzing!

A series of meniscus knives, like a series of flywheels flying in the air, all flew towards Qiu Hu and the others!

what!

A scream sounded, and a painful scream came from Ouye's mouth!

"Devil! Bow your head! Following the glory of the Holy Lord, you can forgive your sins!" The man who was suspended in the air and wrapped in a silver turban said coldly to Qiu Hu and the others again.

at the same time!

The half-moon-shaped staff, at this moment, the moonlight is more intense, and it is as thick as milk!

"Devil! Under the glory of the Holy Lord! Repent!" The man once again said to Qiu Hu and others as if singing.

"Something that pretends to be a ghost! I dare to say that others are the devil!" A cold snort sounded!

It is Ye Chen!

When Ye Chen appeared, Qiu Hu and others were very happy!

"Huh? An insulting sinner! Come out! Sorry!" The man holding a half-moon staff, after hearing Ye Chen's voice, shouted at the void!

A thunderous voice responded to him!

A fart thunder, with a very precise sound of breaking through the air, hit the person over!

"Dare to be disrespectful to the envoy! One more sin! I represent the Holy Lord...cough cough cough... vomit!"

The holy envoy swung the half-moon-shaped staff, and the fart was directly split into two halves!

Although not hit by the fart thunder, this smell...

Europe!

There was another vomiting sound, and then I saw the holy envoy, desperately covering his mouth and nose with the face-covered towel!

Whoosh!

He quickly changed his position, but even so, he still couldn't escape the stench!

Who made this kid wear a turban and a white long veil today! These things are all smelling things!

However, after doing this for a while, he began to spread out the towels and kept taking away his towels. It seemed that if this continued, he would be poisoned to death!

"You... the devil! The filthy devil, what did you do to this holy envoy?" The man roared at Ye Chen!

"What did I do, don't you know? Is it because the amount is too small, you didn't taste it?" Ye Chen smiled!

"Then two more!"

Then Ye Chen leaped forward and flew towards the person with acceleration!

boom! boom! boom!

After reaching mid-air, release three in a row!

burst!

This time, without using that person to wave the staff in his hand, the fart mine has exploded!

vomit!

With the explosion of this fart, the emissary who was still here just pretending to be forced is completely overwhelmed by the fart at this moment!

Cough cough cough!

Embarrassed!

"What's up? Now, have you tasted it?" Ye Chen said with an evil taste!

The messenger suspended in mid-air, at this moment, looking at Ye Chen, his whole body was shaking with anger!

"Demon! You demon! I represent the saint and punish you into hell!"

The envoy is angry!

At this moment, the half-moon-shaped staff in his hand was waving frantically, and a crescent-shaped white blade flew towards Ye Chen, with a whining wind, like the roar of death!