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79 Which village?(2/2)

He stood there blankly, his face was extremely horrified, his lips trembled slightly, his eyes widened, and he couldn't believe what was happening in front of him!

In the blink of an eye, my companion was directly scratched by a sharp claw with one claw!

The whole head exploded like a watermelon falling to the ground, and blood and brain matter splattered everywhere. What was going on?!

What is the dark monster that suddenly appeared in front of me?

What the hell does he want to do!

The disciples of Wandao Sect were shocked. At this time, he wanted to escape, but his legs were weak and trembling, and he was not obedient at all...

"Hehehehehehehe..."

The black-painted monster laughed twice, raised his hand and licked the remaining flesh and blood on his nails, then showed a look of satisfaction and excitement.

"No, not bad, this warrior's flesh and blood are much more delicious than ordinary people, hehe!"

"Ah...you!"

On the side, the disciple of Wandao Sect who saw this scene was so scared that he almost rolled his eyes and fainted.

Fortunately, there was a bed beside him, so he didn't fall to the ground, and sat on the bed. Looking at the dark and ferocious monster in front of him, a storm broke out in his heart!

Eyes...what guy is this in front of you!

The black paint demon ignored the Wandao Sect disciple in the room who was so scared that his legs were weak. In his eyes, the other party was just a small ant, and he was also an ant that was about to become his blood-eating!

As for this kind of food-like existence, he didn't even want to look at it when he came in just now.

Amid the strange laughter, the black-lacquered demon opened his mouth and looked at the headless corpse in front of him, taking a deep breath.

In an instant, a thick black air swept across, instantly submerging the corpse.

Soon, almost in the blink of an eye, after the black air dissipated, I looked again and saw that the corpse of the disciple of the Wandao Sect on the ground had now turned into a snow-white corpse, and no blood and blood residue had existed on it.

“It’s delicious…”

The black painted demon king showed his face and made a rasp and harsh sound.

"You! Are you...human?"

Looking at the strange scene in front of him, the disciple of the Wandao Gate was so scared that he burst into tears. He was almost at the verge of collapse. The guy in front of him was not a human at all!

Seeing the dark and ferocious monster in front of him walking towards him, the disciple of Wandao Sect was panicked.

"Hahaha, ants deserve to know my name?"

The black paint demon sneered, then showed a hideous smile the next moment, raising his claws to grab the head of the Wandao disciple.

With a muffled sound, just like before, the disciple of Wandao Sect also exploded and fell to the ground and died. Immediately afterwards, a burst of black air appeared, and then the black air dissipated, and a white bone appeared on the ground...

After dealing with two disciples from the Wandao Gate's night watch, the black paint demon licked his mouth, sneered, and then looked at the top of the mountain.

"Hehe, not bad, not bad."

The black-lacquered monster laughed twice, with a strange red light flashing in his eyes, and murmured to himself with a ferocious look on his face: "Haha, although it is just a small sect, it's okay. When I have a good meal and my strength recovers, I will go to the Sixth Xuanmen. At that time, even this is the so-called martial saint in the world, I can suppress it with one hand. What are the mere Sixth Xuanmen and the Sixth Xuansword Saint?"

Although he rejected Xue San’s suggestion a few days ago, Xue San’s words had more or less affected him.

In the past few days, he has also known about these Six Mysterious Sword Saints.

However, although the so-called Six Xuan Sword Saint was more powerful than he had thought before, he still didn't really take it seriously.

According to his analysis, the so-called Liuxuanmen who have seen this so-called Martial Saint Realm among the martial artists in this world is at best.

In the eyes of those ants, a mere Martial Saint seems to be a high-ranking existence, an extremely powerful and unattainable state.

But to him, it's nothing.

"Hehe...delicious, I'm here!"

Amid the strange laughter, the black lacquer demon turned into a black light and flew towards the top of the mountain at an extremely fast speed.

A moment later, there were endless wailing screams in the Wandao Gate.

...

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, sir, big, big, big, big things are not going well!"

The next morning, in Yuannan County, a yamen runner turned pale and rolled into the yamen in panic.

"Um?!"

Seeing this, the magistrate of Yuannan County couldn't help but feel a little slack, and asked quickly: "Let me tell me slowly, what's going on?"

"I've been destroyed!"

The yamen runners were out of breath and said intermittently and unreal!

"What!"

The Yuannan County Magistrate was shocked, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he collapsed on the chair.

Before the people from above sent him down these days, he was still worried and worried about the slaughter of Xidong Village. He couldn't sleep or eat all day long, and was frightened, afraid that something bad would happen in his jurisdiction before the people came from him.

I thought I could be safe, but I never expected it, but things went against my wishes and things happened again!
Chapter completed!
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