C1994 (1/2)
Xiao Xi'er stood on the stage. Although she was small, she was not afraid at all.
This is to let the people who pay close attention to it in the dark.
Does this little girl really have an assassin's mace that can resist the God of death? In any case, they did not believe that the two three-year-old little girl was a real God empire.
If it is known to the public, it will definitely overturn everyone's ideas.
”Black charcoal.”
Exclaimed little hels, fearless of the God of death.
”You want to die.”
Lianfan was humiliated by a two three-year-old girl, and the God of death was infuriated in his heart.
He drank a low, big hand out, carrying the terrible power of death, toward Xiao Xi'er.
Whew!
Xiao Xi'er's body, very light to avoid the attack of the God of death, appeared at the other end of the stage.
Small Xi Er chubby little hand, inserted in the waist, sneered: ”black charcoal head, do you have this strength? I'm not even qualified to lift my father's shoes. ”
”You...”
The God of death was completely enraged. His mind moved and a huge black sword appeared in his palm.
”Kill.”
The God of death displayed the sword art of Nanling sword palace. The terrible sword light was suspended in the sky one after another. Under the control of the latter, he quickly turned into a sword net and went towards Xiao Xi'er.
”It's over.”
This is what the people who are paying close attention to the battle think.
Even if it is the first level God Emperor, he does not dare to resist the attack. How can a little girl resist it?
However, the next scene completely shocked them.
Xiao Xi'er's whole body, breath rose, her chubby little hand clenched into a fist, some lazy out of a fist.
Bang!
A seemingly simple punch, bombarded on the sword net, but burst out deafening sound.
Click!
The fierce sword net has cracks under the attack of Xiao Xi'er's fist. In an instant, it broke apart, and the terrible sword spirit raged on the stage.
Xiao Xi'er stood quietly with a smile on her face.
”Black charcoal, you are too weak.”
Xiao Xi'er said with milk.
”How could it be?”
The God of death cried out. He couldn't believe that the little girl in front of him could resist his Kendo magic.
”This God
In the martial arts arena, the hall leader of the gods, as well as the black emperor, were shocked.
In their hearts, there was a storm.
A two three-year-old God Empire strong man, this is absolutely subverting their previous concept.
Boom!
There was a lot of noise in the whole temple.
All the strong men who were paying close attention to the battle in secret were completely shocked.
”My God, is this little girl a God?”
”Two three-year-old gods? I'm not dreaming, am I? ”
”It's terrible. Can't two three-year-old gods, even the ten most powerful ones
In all people's hearts, there is a crazy cry.
Fang Chen and Xingyue looked at each other with a faint smile on their faces.
Although the strength of her daughter can not defeat the God of death, it is no problem to fight against it.
”It is worthy of being a body of harmony.”
Fang Chen also had to sigh that the world is so big that there is nothing strange.
He always thought that the perfect sword body was strong enough, but he didn't expect to have the strong special constitution like Wanrong body.
On the stage, the God of death woke up from shock and flashed a cold color in his eyes.
”Even if you are a God? It's going to die. ”
The fact is in front of us, and the God of death has to accept it.
He soon calmed down the shock in his heart and began to accumulate strength to kill Xiao Xi'er by means of thunder.
After a long time, the temple owners laughed bitterly, shook their heads and said, ”the heaven of the divine world has changed.”
Looking at the whole universe, the two three-year-old gods have only one share.
Thinking of this, the head of the temple of the gods looked at Fang Chen in a meaningful way.