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May 31, kill those who can be killed

May 31: If you can beat him to death, beat him to death

Box Taylor secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, lucky! So lucky!

Clang! Another splash of sparks flew everywhere, and the square and exquisitely made shield in his hand rolled in the air and fell into a bucket of cold water that had been prepared long ago.

Chi! The white air waves soared into the sky from the bucket, making the whole yard feel as if it was shrouded in fog for a moment. The dazzling light of the shield was particularly conspicuous in the fog.

He reached out and grabbed the shield and threw it into another bucket of cold cold water. Again! This bucket of cold water emitted waves of white water vapor again.

The shield left the bucket again, and the light shining from the sun seemed to be reflected back by it. The shield in the Divine Hand looked more like a mirror for women and devils to dress up, rather than a shield for combat defense.

"Level 4 combat equipment!"

Boxcht's eyes were very sharp, and he screamed at the moment of the shield in his hand.

The fourth-level fighting force may not be considered a very valuable existence in the eyes of a truly top-level strong man, but... if a blacksmith beats the equipment forged for a few randomly in a very short period of time, it is completely different.

Sabonis Phoebeer's face was even more ugly. He was indeed a level 4 fighter! In addition to his rumored combat ability, this mixed-blood demon actually has such a beautiful forging technique. No wonder he dared to be so arrogant. If he had such a entourage, he would also use all his energy to protect him.

"Princess, there are too many people here, and the time is too short." Driving in the air walked towards Lucifer's flowing water holding the shield, his expression full of arrogance: "You can use it first, and look for a place to find a place I will carve the shield with an inscription, and then it will be a magical equipment."

Inscription! The flesh on Boxchert's nose twitched repeatedly. Can this kid still have the inscription? Is it true or false? If it is true...

"Mamen Demon?" He turned around and looked at Sabonisfiedly: "You look very similar to the two Mamen Demons I killed yesterday. Are you here to avenge them?"

Sabonis Phoebeer felt pain again, and the evil demon was right in front of him, but he could not take revenge immediately, and he had to accept such a provocation.

"That's right! I'm their father and grandpa." Sabonis Phoebir looked coldly, and the magic wand in his hand was clenched and slammed: "You'd better be careful when you go out in the future. Don't die one day, and don't know how you died."

"Your magic wand is beautiful." He looked at the magic wand in Sabonis Phoebeer's hand: "I like it, give it to me."

Sabonis Phoebeer doubted whether the mixed-race demon in front of him had a broken brain. He had already shown his identity. He even asked himself if he wanted equipment? Not to mention that both sides had a grudge, even if there was no grudge!

Sabonis Phoebeer will not give this scepter to any demon! He will not give this scepter to his children until the day he dies.

Now that my descendants are dead, the scepter has become the most precious existence, how can it be easily cede? What's more, it's ceasing it to the evil demon.

"You want it? Hum..."

Sabonis Phoebeer sneered and wanted to make a few sarcastic words, but suddenly his eyes suddenly turned black! The huge shadow of death completely enveloped the top of his head!

Sneak attack! Sabonis Phoebeer was completely shocked. Is this demon brain really wrong? In this case, he even launched a sneak attack!

The warhammer in his hand suddenly burst out without any warning, and the fighting spirit was surging in it. Before the warhammer could touch Sabonisfebir's body, the powerful wind seemed to have completely transformed into a physical body, and the scalp of Sabonisfebir's scalp rose, as if a real hammer was hitting the head.

Magic shield! A magic flashed instinctively in Sabonis Phey Bill's mind, and the ability of the legendary magician was released as the bloodline power was instantly opened. A black energy magic shield visible to the naked eye covered his entire demon's body.

The warhammer swelled with layers of fighting spirit and hit the magic shield that had not yet completely expanded, and it flattened the magic shield that was as solid as steel, and completely shattered in the next moment.

The magic shield with instant magic is far less solid than the magic shield used to concentrate on it. Moreover, it is a magic shield that has not even been fully activated in blood. The power of the hasty magic shield may be able to withstand the attack of ordinary golden fighting hearts, but it is completely unable to withstand the barbaric hammer of Driving.

Even if the hammer's motivation was not used with all its strength, the magic shield could not withstand the power of the hammer.

Bang!

The magic shield suddenly blew up, Sabonisfebir's body shook repeatedly, with only surprise left in his pupils. He planned to defend himself first and immediately use magic to kill the kid.

Unexpectedly! The magic shield was broken! It was over! He was going to die here... I am a legendary magician...

Sabonis Phoebeer smelled the clearest breath of death in his life. He suddenly grabbed his shoulder and dragged it back quickly. A sharp sword also appeared on his head, blocking the invasion of the warhammer. Both sides hit each other without any fancy.

Clang! The blade of the battle knife blew a series of sparks, and the hammer in the motivational hand bounced high, like a wild boar afraid of a dragon, trying to escape from his palm. The powerful impact dragged him back and forth.

Boxcht burst out with the bloodline of the Thunder Eagle, and the sword in his hand made a trembling trembling horizontally on Sabonisfebir's head, and a series of sounds of swords sounded.

This kid... so strong? Boxcht looked at the tragic sword in his hand in surprise. If he hadn't been standing by himself, Sabonis Phoebeer, the legendary magician who could have killed the Flying Mirror on weekdays, would have really died here today.

"What do you want to do?"

Sabonisfebir roared loudly in shock, raised his hand and gathered the magic elements beside him at the top of the Doomsday Judgment Scepter, and was about to cast a huge magic of destruction to completely erase the mixed-blood demon who launched a sneak attack.

"Pheebeer!" Boxcht flashed into the middle of the ***-motivation and Sabonis Pheybeer, and the sword in his hand directly locked the angry legendary magician: "You have to know what you are doing."

"Me? I need to know what I'm doing?" Sabonis Phoebeer roared angrily: "Bokshut, are you blind? This damn mixed-blood demon boy, he wants to kill me! He wants to kill me! I kill him, what's wrong?"

"Aren't you dead?" Boxcht stared at Sabonis Phoebir coldly, feeling a little disappointed and unhappy. He really didn't want the demons of the Sabonis family, but he just stood by himself. If he didn't take action, he would be severely punished by the Presbyterian Church.

He took the hammer that had stopped shaking without any urgency and pointed at Sabonis Phoebeer: "You want to kill me first, and I will kill you."

Sabonis Phoebeer was stunned. He had tried hard to hide his murderous intention. Can this mixed-blood demon still feel it?

"I will kill anyone who wants to kill me." He was full of enthusiasm and arrogant expressions: "You want to kill me first."

Sabonisfebir really wants to reply, when did I want to kill you? Which eye did you see it? But because of Boxcht, I felt that this kind of fight back would make me look bad, and I didn’t even dare to admit my true thoughts.

"Bokschert, do you have to protect him?" Sabonis Phey Bill did not stop the magic element mobilization in his hand.

"That's right!" Boxcht stood up with his chest: "I need to inform the Presbyterian again about his handling of the Presbyterian and wait for the Presbyterian to make a decision."

"you……"

Sabonisfebir stared at the spirit of enthusiasm with a hatred. His chances of winning against Boxcht were only 50%. If he wanted to kill this mixed-blood demon in the battle, he might not even have half of the Chengdu city.

"You...you will regret it!"

Sabonis Phoebeer put away his magic wand hatefully, swung his wide robe and turned around and left resentful.

Boxcht turned around and looked at him weakly. This mixed-blood demon is indeed of great value, but he is so arrogant that he even dared to kill the elders of the Mamen Demon Clan. What else would he dare not do? If it were a demon, he would have killed him directly. But he might have been of great help to the Mamen Demon Clan rise among the seven major demons.

There was a little more vigilance in his energetic and arrogant eyes. The moment Boxcht took action, there was a familiar smell, which was... a sacred breath!

Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the demon clan, I met the demon clan who entered the saint level. Dan Jin frowned slightly. I think this should be the top management of the Mamen demon clan? Even blood warriors can become the saint.

"Dear Princess." Boxcht turned around and bent down to Lucifer Liushui and bowed: "Please allow me to inform the Presbyterian Church of this matter. You should also know that this matter is not a small matter. After all, Sabonis Phoebeer's son and grandson were dead, and this Flying Mirror of the Rapids intends to kill Elder Phoebeer, I must report it..."

Lucifer Liushui sighed with embarrassment: "Okay, but you have to promise me that you should try to reduce this matter to the smallest range."

"Of course." Boxhut smiled confidently: "I know the value of this news."

He looked at the departing Boxcht and Boxteller vigorously, turned his head and smiled knowingly at Lucifer Liushui. Things went smoother than expected, and the Marmen Demon Elders will soon know the news.

"You almost killed me a subject of a legendary magician just now." Lucifer pulled his vigorous arm: "Did you do it on purpose?"

"Yeah." He shrugged his shoulders vigorously: "I think if I can beat him to death, I will beat him to death. If I can't beat him to death, I will also make him hate me even more. When he finds it difficult to kill me..."
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