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The face of the demon girl suddenly turned cold, and the demon consciousness said through voice transmission: "You know that I am not human, so you still dare to lay a heavy hand on me?"
Xia Wuji slightly exerted force on his palm, and said lightly, "Don't talk nonsense, I'll give you a breath!"
The demon girl's pretty face turned pale, she endured the severe pain, and said with a sneer, "Do you know that you've already made a big mess..."
Before he finished speaking, Xia Wuji slapped him directly.
Snapped!
A crisp sound.
Half of the woman's beautiful head was blown off, and even her spirit was scattered by his slap.
The witch died, her mana disappeared, and she immediately turned into a five-meter-long mottled python lying on the ground.
A group of Yingying and Yanyan brothel women were startled, and looked at Xia Wuji in disbelief.
He actually killed Qingyan!
And in front of so many people.
How dare he!
"Ah~ monster!"
A passer-by was taken aback.
But more people are indifferent, not only not surprised, but accustomed to it.
All of them looked at Xia Wuji with pity.
Obviously, these people know that there are demons in this brothel.
There was even a young man who separated from the crowd and saw the variegated boa constrictor on the ground and asked sadly, "Why did you kill her? She, she is so beautiful, how did you manage to kill her?"
Xia Wuji was speechless. He pointed to the five-meter-long python and said, "Is this what you said looks good?"
He felt that there was something wrong with this person's aesthetics.
But the young man said: "I don't care about her now, she was pretty before!"
Xia Wuji sighed in his heart.
It is truly a miracle that humans and demons can live together so lovingly and lovingly.
Shaking his head, these people are hopeless.
Then turn around and leave.
"Stop! The person who killed me in Yichun Tower wants to leave, he doesn't know what to do!"
With a loud shout, a group of people dressed as guards flew out of the brothel.
Xia Wuji turned his face to look, and found that all of them were foundation-building realm cultivators, and there were eight of them.
This group of people surrounded him, and one of them took out a chain that exuded faint mana fluctuations, and wanted to take Xia Wuji down.
They also knew that ordinary chains might be useless against Xia Wuji.
How can it be a mortal who can slap Qingyan to death.
Xia Wuji glanced at the group of people, then looked at one of the people who had just talked to him, and said, "It's a demon."
"What's wrong with being a demon! Did you eat your food? Besides, she is a good demon, why do you kill him?"
said the man.
Xia Wuji was slightly taken aback, and said with a broken smile: "What a monster? Why do you say it is a good monster?"
The man said: "I said she is, she is, and everyone in Yichun Building can testify."
"It's you, you are ruthless, you don't look like a good person."
Then he waved his hand and shouted: "Take him down!"
"Yes!"
The Foundation Establishment Guard holding the chain immediately raised the chain and covered Xia Wuji.
Xia Wuji grabbed it and pulled the man with his hand.
Immediately knocked it flying with a punch.
Put away the chain.
"Looking for death! Kill him!"
The leader of the guard suddenly flew into a rage and shouted loudly.
A group of people sacrificed their flying swords to kill Xia Wuji one after another.
Xia Wuji snorted coldly.
"Unbelievable!"
A light flashed in his hand, and a cold iron knife appeared.
Swipe out.
In an instant, the light of the knife swept out like a horse, and the sharp edge penetrated into the soul.
"not good!"
The group of people were shocked.
One by one, they raised their defenses.
But it was too late.
Xia Wuji's knife was too fast, and the aura that had been tempered countless times was simply not something they could bear.
Even the extremely hard cold iron knife is unbearable, let alone them.
Swah——
After the light of the knife passed, a group of people were cut off by the chest, and they died instantly.
The sharp saber energy instantly cut off their souls and vitality, and the eight corpses fell to the ground with a "slap", blood spurted out, and slammed the faces of those who were close.